Nightmare Attack

Chapter 313 Then I Don't Know

Chapter 313 Then I Don't Know

Anxuan.

The person drawn by the little beggar is An Xuan.

After throwing away the branch in his hand, the little beggar rolled up his sleeves angrily, and there were several bruises on it.

Now the situation is relatively clear, An Xuan somehow caught the little beggar, not only snatched the kit from his waist, but also punished him severely.

Jiang Cheng immediately recalled the scene when he met the little beggar for the first time. An Xuan pretended to be careless and let the little beggar go. He must have had other thoughts about the little beggar at that time. Easy to get started.

On the night when the little beggar came to deliver the letter, under the moonlight, Jiang Cheng caught a glimpse of the brocade pouch on the little beggar's waist, and this brocade pouch was exactly the same as the one on the woman in the painting.

At the third watch, the drums sound, and the boat sails on the moon. Half a pair of plain bags can relieve worries.

The prime capsule in the second half of the sentence should be here.

"Doctor." The fat man thought for a while, and said worriedly: "That An Xuan doesn't look very easy to deal with, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to get the kit back from him."

Hearing what the fat man said, the little beggar suddenly changed his face. He raised his head, raised his face, narrowed his eyes, and waved his hands at the fat man.

The fat man looked at him suspiciously, wondering why the little beggar

Then the little beggar made many gestures to the fat man, but it was a pity that he couldn't speak, and the fat man's eyes hurt from seeing it, but he still couldn't understand.

In the end, it seemed that the little beggar was a little helpless.

"You mean it's okay for that person to steal your kit." Jiang Cheng looked at him and said, "Because that kit was originally a fake, and it's really still on you?"

The little beggar paused for a moment, then stared at Jiang Cheng with vigilant eyes, covered the lower part of his chest with his hands, and then slowly backed away.

The fat man seemed to have realized it suddenly, and quickly waved his hand to the little beggar and said, "Little brother, he is a good man, much better than me. If you have anything to say to him, it is the same as what I said to me."

Worried that the little beggar would not understand, the fat man pulled Jiang Cheng across, put his hands on Jiang Cheng's shoulders, and hugged him and him together, acting very intimate, as if he was about to take a photo.

"Look." The fat man said, "We have a very good relationship, and I have always regarded him as my own brother."

Jiang Cheng frowned.

It seemed that the fat man's operation finally worked. The little beggar looked at Jiangcheng for a while, then at the fat man, and then nodded very reluctantly, with an expression that seemed to say that I only care about you for the sake of the fat man. .

After a long time, the little beggar slowly took out a very small thing from his arms.

The moment he saw this thing clearly, the eyes of Jiang Cheng and Fatty changed.

It was a broken kit.

The color is exactly as in the painting.

But this kit seems to have been torn vigorously, so there is only half of it left, and there seems to be something embroidered on it.

Is this a semi-paraphrase?

After realizing that Jiang Cheng was staring at the kit in his hand, the little beggar subconsciously wanted to take the kit back.

Jiang Cheng quickly stabbed the fat man's ass.

The fat man immediately understood and said to the little beggar, "Why is there only half of this kit left, and the other half is the beggar."

For the fat man, the little beggar showed great enthusiasm. He kept gesturing to the fat man. Gradually, the little beggar's eyes turned red, and he seemed very wronged.

"You mean the other half was snatched by this man." Jiang Cheng pointed to An Xuan's portrait on the ground and said, "He and a woman caught you, and they tore up your kit during the fight. The other half is gone."

The little beggar nodded repeatedly.

The fat man who was confused couldn't figure out how the doctor could judge so much information from the little beggar's movements. Could it be that the fat man's eyes widened.

Is this the rumored tacit understanding between orphans?

They have their own communication system, which can't be understood by ordinary people?

"I know what you want." Jiang Cheng nodded formally to the little beggar with red eyes, "I can help you, but I need the kit in your hand," Jiang Cheng said, "This is very important." .”

The little beggar swallowed, showing a very tangled expression.

Jiang Cheng glanced at the fat man who was staring blankly at him, then turned his head, pointed at the fat man and said to the little beggar, "You saw it just now, this fat man has a very good relationship with me, I've always been there." Jiang Cheng pouted his neck and said suddenly : "I have always regarded him as my own son!"

Fatty: "???"

It seemed that the word "pro-son" touched the little beggar. After looking at the fat man and then at Jiangcheng, the little beggar handed over half of the kit to the fat man.

This kit seemed to be of great significance to him, he held it tightly with both hands, and finally let it go.

After looking reluctantly at the kit in the fat man's hand, the little beggar climbed over the wall and left.

"Doctor." Walking on a section of gravel road, the fat man asked curiously, "Who is this little beggar? Why does he have a bag of female ghosts in his hand?"

"And he also knows a lot of secrets." The fat man continued: "She should have been here for a long time."

After a while, Jiang Cheng's voice sounded, and the first sentence made Fatty stop, "She is not a beggar, she should be the female ghost's personal servant girl."

"Girl?"

"Yes." Jiang Cheng nodded, "She is a woman, I think it should be that after the female ghost died, no one cared about her anymore, that's why she became what she is now."

"Although the clothes on her body are dirty, they are made of quite good materials. They are not ordinary servants. And have you noticed the pictures she drew?" Jiang Cheng continued: "Although it looks simple, you can still vaguely see some The basic skills are there, as well as the yellow characters, the strokes are relaxed, ordinary beggars don't have the time to learn these things."

"One more thing, she's not afraid of ghosts." Jiang Cheng said in a more serious tone: "She actually dared to watch a play by the lake alone late at night."

"Further consider her age, how familiar she is with this place, and the kit that the female ghost in the painting carries personally." Looking at the half kit in his hand, Jiang Cheng said: "The relationship between her and the female ghost should be very close. , there is a very high probability that she was the female ghost's personal servant girl during her lifetime."

The fat man was stunned when he heard it, but he followed the doctor's train of thought, and after linking the kit, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl, not afraid of ghosts, familiar with the terrain here, and knowing many secrets about female ghosts, The doctor's speculation seemed less abrupt.

Far from being obtrusive, it is quite reasonable.

"So." The fat man said excitedly: "The half-pocket in the secret language. Is this it?" He stared at the kit in the doctor's hand, swallowed and said, "With this half-pouch, we can solve the problem." Our current confusion."

"should be."

"No, doctor." The fat man wondered, "Then what is the half that An Xuan and the others took away?"

Hearing this, Jiang Cheng burst out laughing, "Puff," "Then I don't know."

　I'm a little lazy today, so.

(End of this chapter)