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Zhao Shiqing made the decision to leave here first!

Chou Gu was knocked unconscious and could wake up at any time.

Shen Guanyue touched his nose, took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, and said to Zhao Shiqing: "Pour this into her. She won't wake up within two or three hours."

Zhao Shiqing looked at the small porcelain bottle but did not reach out to take it. She stared at Shen Guanyue, feeling distressed: "You carry drugs with you? Xiao Yueyue, you have become a bad person!"

Shen Guanyue: "I brought some for self-defense, don't waste time, pour it into her quickly."

Zhao Shiqing shook her head: "No, absolutely not, you'd better throw this filthy thing away, otherwise don't follow me, I won't return the money!"

Drugs, what she hated the most was drugs.

Doctor Han said that the bad guys drugged her and she almost became a fool. Even so, she forgot a lot of things.

She had been caught in the rain, so she wanted to hold an umbrella for others, even if it was just Xiuxiu, whom she had only met once.

When Xiuxiu woke up, she was already on the mule cart.

Xiuxiu was just about to speak when she felt something furry and familiar on her chin.

"Big fat?"

"Meow~"

The next moment, she heard Zhao Shiqing's voice: "Su Xiuxiu, father Su Xingjian, owner of Jixiang Inn, mother Yan, sister Su Wenwen, pet Da Pang."

The mule cart was completely silent, with only the sound of Fatty's grunts.

After a long time, Xiuxiu's voice sounded again: "Who are you? How do you know me?"

Zhao Shiqing stood up and sat opposite Xiuxiu: "The four of us originally rode on horses. For you, I bought a mule cart. The one driving the cart is Niu Qiu, he is my man, and the ones riding outside are my maids and younger brothers."

Zhao Shiqing pointed at the little demon lying on his shoulder and said, "This is my cat."

She pointed at Da Pang who was nestled in Xiu Xiu's arms and said, "This is your cat."

She stretched out her hand and drew a circle in the air: "So there are no outsiders or cats in or outside this car. Every sentence and every word we say now is safe."

Xiuxiu looked at her blankly, not knowing what she meant.

Zhao Shiqing raised his thumb and pointed at his nose: "My last name is Zhao, Zhao Shiqing. Three months ago, I moved into the Jixiang Inn with my cat. I saw you, my cat, and I had a fight with your cat.

Not long ago, I passed by the Jixiang Inn and unexpectedly learned that a family massacre had occurred there, and the Jixiang Inn had been reduced to rubble.

Just yesterday, we settled in Zhaoting Town, and my cat saw your cat again, so I guessed that you were Xiuxiu, the daughter of Mr. Su. "

Xiuxiu was stunned for a moment, then shook her head and denied it flatly: "I am not, you got the wrong person."

Zhao Shiqing smiled slightly and handed over a small Western target mirror.

Xiuxiu subconsciously looked at the mirror and was startled. What was reflected in the mirror was her face, her real face.

It turned out that when she was unconscious, Zhao Shiqing removed the disguise on her face, revealing her true face.

Xiuxiu felt as if she had fallen into an icy cave. When she looked at Zhao Shiqing again, her eyes were full of hatred: "Don't you just want to wipe out the roots? I'm right here, just kill me."

Zhao Shiqing: "There's a dark red bounty hanging outside. Can I get a bounty for your head? Where can I get it? Do you know?"

Xiuxiu, who can tell her what the problem is?
"It seems impossible." Xiuxiu was in a mess.

Zhao Shiqing was a little disappointed: "So I can't claim the reward. It seems like I was happy for nothing. If I can't claim the reward, then why should I kill you? You have to tell me what benefit I can get from killing you. Tell me and I'll see if the benefit is appropriate."

Xiuxiu became even more messy.

Zhao Shiqing: "If you can't even tell me, then why should I kill you? Do you think killing is an easy thing?

After I kill you, I will also cut you into pieces and throw you into different places. It will be so smelly and disgusting in this hot day.

More importantly, if my master knew about this, she would beat me, and her beatings hurt a lot.

If my brother and sister find out, they will deduct my monthly salary. I have already been kicked out of the house. If I don’t even have my monthly salary, what will I eat and drink?
Do you want to support me?

You can't even support Da Pang, how can you support me?"

Xiuxiu God, please come and save me, I met a madman.

Zhao Shiqing still had a lot to say to Xiuxiu, but Xiuxiu had already raised her hands in surrender: "Okay, now I believe you are not here to kill me."

What a joke, which murderer would send someone like this to hunt her down?
Zhao Shiqing could only swallow the words that were on the tip of his tongue, feeling quite regretful.

"Now you can tell the truth, who killed your parents and your sister? Oh, by the way, I checked at the government office, and your father is a gambler."

"No, my father is not a gambler, he was forced to do it!" Xiuxiu interrupted her.

"Then tell me, you have to make me believe that your father is really not a gambler. Otherwise, a gambler deserves to die." Zhao Shiqing looked mean.

Xiuxiu lowered her head and said after a while: "I have a younger uncle who was lost when he was eight years old and has never been found. My grandmother died of depression because of this incident. Before she died, she told my father to find my younger uncle.

My father has been looking for my uncle. Later, my family moved back to our hometown from Wu because my father found out that someone had seen a child in Liang who spoke with a Wu accent and looked like my uncle in age and appearance.

The reason why my father wanted to buy the Jixiang Inn was because there were many guests traveling from all over the country, so it was convenient for him to get information. "

Zhao Shiqing asked: "Have you found your uncle?"

Xiuxiu nodded: "Half a year ago, one day my father brought back a man excitedly, and he told us that this was his brother, Su Xinglian, my sister's and my uncle.

But only our family of four knew about this; even the innkeeper and the waiters didn’t know.

It’s not that my father doesn’t value his brothers, but my uncle’s status doesn’t allow it.

As for my uncle's identity, my father didn't say, but I guess my mother must know, but they just didn't tell my sister and me.

Every time my uncle came to the inn, he would wait until after dark, and he never went through the front door of the inn, but always came in through the back door.

I soon discovered that my father was not happy after finding my uncle. On the contrary, he always sighed and even asked my mother to arrange a marriage for my sister and me. Not only that, they also wanted us to marry far away. My father asked a traveling merchant who often stayed at the inn for help. He said that if the marriage was successful, my sister would have to marry far away.

My father seemed like a different person. He started going to gambling houses. My mother cried every day and asked us not to blame my father. My mother said that my father was forced.

My mother said that my uncle was the troublemaker and would bring disaster upon himself sooner or later. My father went to the gambling house not to gamble, but to give money to others. My uncle had killed someone and was caught, so he had no choice but to work for others. My father wanted to redeem him, but the gambling house was just the middleman. They asked my father for money every few days, but would not let my father pay it all at once. They used my uncle to hang my father like this.

My uncle never showed up again. Later, my family had good luck. Princess Jiayi returned to Beijing and did not stay at the official inn, but at my inn.

Since then, the inn's business has been better than before.

My father did not look for my uncle everywhere like he did before. Instead, because business was good, my father finally had a smile on his face again. I even heard my mother pray to God for blessings, hoping that my uncle would never come again.

But such good days only lasted ten days. One night, I was woken up by my sister, who told me that the people from the gambling house had come again and that my uncle had caused a big disaster and now our family had been implicated. My father had agreed to mortgage the inn to them. My sister was worried that those people would kill people to silence them, so she asked me to go find my uncle. My father and mother also had the same idea.

My sister has a leg disease. It’s not noticeable at ordinary times, but it hurts if she walks a few steps, so my sister doesn’t usually go out.

My sister originally wanted me to escape through the back door, but as soon as we arrived in the yard, we heard my father talking to someone, so my sister had to stuff me into the cat bed that she had built for Dapang. The cat bed could barely accommodate one person, and when I went in, my sister couldn't.

Before leaving, my sister told me that after seeing my uncle, she told him that my uncle had said that he had a comrade-in-arms who worked as a cook in Zhaoting Town. That person was also held hostage by someone, just like her, but he escaped later.

If that person can be found, he or she can serve as a witness.

Before my sister finished her words, I heard my mother screaming. The last thing my sister said to me was, "Don't come out."

Xiuxiu was already crying when she said this, and Zhao Shiqing nodded, which matched what Dapang said.

"So you witnessed the death of your parents and sister, right? They didn't commit suicide, but were murdered?"

Xiuxiu wiped away her tears: "I didn't see it with my own eyes, but I heard it. But I didn't dare to go out. I felt sorry for them. I was useless."

Zhao Shiqing patted her shoulder and said, "You are not useless. You are smart. You can't save them if you go out. Instead, you will lose your own life. They will be relieved in their graves if they know that you have escaped a disaster."

Xiuxiu hugged Dapang and started crying.

Zhao Shiqing did not disturb her. Xiuxiu cried for a while before she realized that she was still on Zhao Shiqing's mule cart. She wiped her tears with her sleeve and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I lost my composure."

Zhao Shiqing waved her hand: "I understand. My father also passed away a few months ago."

She changed the subject and asked, "Where is your uncle, in Liangdi?"

Xiuxiu shook her head: "My uncle lives near the capital."

"Why don't you look for him? Instead, you come here? Oh, I see. You suspect that Chef Zhang is your uncle's comrade-in-arms, right?" Zhao Shiqing asked.

Xiuxiu nodded: "Yes, my uncle is a hermit, he doesn't fight with the world, and he is also very lazy, so lazy that he has to be fed by others."

Zhao Shiqing understood: "So you were worried that your uncle wouldn't help you get revenge, so you came to Zhaoting Town by yourself and wanted your uncle's friend to be a witness?"

Xiuxiu nodded again.

Zhao Shiqing: "Childish, really childish. When children are childish, that's cute, but when adults are childish, that's stupid."

Then I remembered that Xiuxiu couldn’t be considered a real adult. She was only thirteen or fourteen years old and could only be said to be very naive.

Xiuxiu didn't understand why Zhao Shiqing said that. She looked at Zhao Shiqing with a confused face, wanting to hear her explanation.

Zhao Shiqing began to miss her sister and elder brother. They were both people who understood things quickly. Things like this, they understood immediately without any prompting.

And Xiao Zhen is also a smart person.

Suddenly, Zhao Shiqing felt that Xiao Su was not bad. Xiao Su was just naughty, not stupid.

She understood again. It was not that Xiuxiu was too stupid, but that all the people she had known before were too smart.

She had no choice but to explain patiently: "Do you know? After the Jixiang Inn became a haunted house, it was burned down. There was no victim in this case, so the government did not investigate it carefully.

Think about it, such a big case of annihilating an entire family and burning down a house was carried out flawlessly. Was it just a small fight between one or two people?
surely not.

This was a gang crime, with a leader, followers, backgrounds and connections. In a case like this, even if there are witnesses and evidence, it would still be extremely difficult to bring the gang down.

You don't even know what role your uncle played in this matter, but you want to find his friends to be witnesses. Are you childish?"

Zhao Shiqing sighed in his heart, just like in his father's case, everyone knew that Nie Qionghua was instructed by someone, and they all knew who that person was, but so what, a few small fry could only pay with their lives, while the mastermind behind the scenes could only be respected.

Xiuxiu sat there blankly. She had gone through so much trouble to get here from Liangdi these days, but it turned out to be just a childish act.

Zhao Shiqing asked, "Chef Zhang said that he has been restless since you came. What's going on?"

Xiuxiu whispered, "I knew he wouldn't admit that he knew my uncle, so I took advantage of the night when they were all asleep to look for clues in his house. I was afraid I'd be discovered, so I pretended to be a ghost."

So that's what happened. Zhao Shiqing was speechless.

She asked, "Then do you know what your uncle does?"

Xiuxiu: "I didn't know before, but later I thought I might have guessed it."

"What does he do?" Zhao Shiqing asked.

"Killer, I suspect he is a killer. I also suspect Chef Zhang has been a killer as well." Xiuxiu said affirmatively.

Zhao Shiqing was stunned. Liang Di, the killer?
"When was the last time you saw your uncle?" Zhao Shiqing asked.

Xiuxiu immediately said a date. She would recall the past every day and she still remembered many details of her last meeting with her uncle.

Zhao Shiqing took a deep breath. This day was exactly two days before she caught the killer in Wisteria Villa!
"What does your uncle look like? By the way, is there a spot missing from his right earlobe?" Zhao Shiqing asked.

Xiuxiu stood up in shock and her head hit the roof of the car with a thud. It hurt so much!

"Don't get excited, just tell me first, right?" Zhao Shiqing said.

"Yes, there was a scar on my uncle's right earlobe. A piece of flesh was missing, and the two earlobes were different. I remember it very clearly. When my father saw it, he cried out of heartache and said that my uncle had suffered a lot."

Zhao Shiqing exhaled a breath of turbid air: "Your uncle disguised himself as a vagrant in the Royal Guards and went to Ziteng Villa outside Liangdu City, intending to poison Princess Jiayi and her husband. He was seen through by the beautiful and intelligent Miss Zhao Er. Seeing that the situation was hopeless, he took poison and committed suicide." (End of this chapter)