A little weak chicken came to Dali Temple

Chapter 72 072 Double Corpse Case (4)

Teng Chong replied: "They seem to be looking for someone and waiting for someone? Since they are two inconspicuous little people, almost no one has paid attention to them, and it is hard for someone to remember them."

"No...not right..." Something flashed in Yeats' mind, "Which casino people said they seemed to be waiting for someone?"

Qin Dachuan replied slowly: "Ma's private casino."

"Ma Zhongdong?"

Teng Chong laughed and said, "Uncle Qin is still the best. If it weren't for him, we really wouldn't be able to track down the traces of these two people."

Yeats went to Ma's private casino in person, and the strong man at the gate replied, "If our boss hadn't told us that Dali Temple would come to investigate the case, please cooperate. We should remember such a small person who doesn't go to the table."

Yeats glanced at the overbearing gatekeeper, calmed down, "How often does your boss usually come here?"

"Our boss said, no matter how much he knows."

Teng wanted to draw his sword angrily, but was held down by Yeats, "He's telling the truth."

Both Teng Chong and the gatekeeper were surprised.

"Brother Ye..."

Yeats nodded.

Several people left Ma's private casino.

Day and night, either a gambler or a prostitute.

According to the landlord in Sanjiaxiang, the lease term of the yard is half a year. In fact, the three tenants disappeared within less than a month, so Yeats concluded that the three were gamblers rather than prostitutes.

But judging from the investigation, they are not gamblers. Could it be that they are here to kill people and get money?

If this is the case, it is impossible for the two people buried in the courtyard to be two of the three.

The little boy's words flashed through Yeats' mind, and he finally understood what it meant.

"Teng Butou..." Her eyes lit up.

Teng Chong hurried over.

"Investigate all the inns in the capital. In the past month, have any guests disappeared without taking their luggage."

"Do you suspect that the two under the banana tree are not two of the three tenants?"

"It's not doubt, but affirmation." Yeats said, "I'm going to find that child's portrait."

After all, the little boy is only six or seven years old, and he still can't remember what happened in the past ten or twenty days.

"The two people you saw followed behind the white-bearded man, but they didn't look like what everyone saw, did they?"

The little boy nodded, "Yes."

"Those two people seem to know the white-bearded man, or do they want to ask for directions?"

This kind of words are a bit advanced for the little boy, he stammered for a long time, "I don't know either."

"Then did the three of them talk when they walked together?" Yeats eased the difficulty.

The little boy looked up and thought, "It seems that there is good wine."

Then we get to know each other.

Yeats thought for a while, got up, and imitated two movements, "Is the white-bearded man like this, or like this..."

One movement is to bow slightly to lead the way, and the other is to straighten up and look casual.

The little man put his fingers on his little mouth, and said with a quick smile, "It's like the first movement."

Not only did they know each other, but they also looked like servants in charge.

Get to know... people who are in charge.

Yeats drew two more portraits based on the highly decayed bones of the deceased, combined with the little boy's half-drawn impression, and said to the little boy, "Is it the same as the two portraits you have seen?"

The little boy stared at the portrait for a long time before nodding, "Like."

Yeats knew that it must not be very similar, but as long as there was a little resemblance, she would still show it to them for identification when Teng Chong came back from the investigation.

"Thank you, little man." Yeats gave the little boy a gift, but the parents were embarrassed and refused to accept it, so Yeats forced him to keep it.

Because there are many tenants in this area, people don't care about the people who come and go in and out of the alley. Anyway, who comes and goes, who remembers so many?
If three people work together to kill two, it is justified in terms of strength.

So where in the land of Wuyue did the deceased come from?

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