Chapter 845: Who is the murderer 6

Building the world?

Ning Shu silently remembers in the heart, what is this?

795 A senior actor actually has such an attitude towards a super skeptic.

When I got back to the house, there were thick snow on several people. Ning Shu helped Mei Ziqing to smash the snow on the collar.

"People didn't chase it back?" Uncle looked indifferent and said softly, not at all concerned about a human life.

795 shrugged his shoulders. "Running is gone."

"Teacher, let's find it, Lin Xia will definitely have an accident." Fan Junyang said anxiously.

"She and Pan Chen are the best members of the Chinese painting society, and they will participate in the national competition this year." Fan Junyang turned pale.

Several people died, and the top Chinese painting students also had problems.

Uncle said indifferently: "Then you go out to find, I don't stop, I won't be back if I can't come back."

"Nothing is left in the house, not allowed to go everywhere." Uncle holding a bright scalpel in his hand.

Fan Junyang looked outside the house, the sky was dim, there was a thick lead cloud, even if you don't understand the weather, you know that snow will get bigger and bigger.

"Teacher, we stay with you." Fan Junyang said.

Everyone stayed in the hall and made the hall very crowded.

Some girls sobbed in a low voice and clung together.

"Teacher, do you have any clues?" asked Ning Shu Chao uncle.

The uncle stared at the wife who came in the brazier, and behind the wife, Xiaolan pulled her clothes.

Is the uncle suspecting the wife and Xiaolan?

"When you go out, so many people in the house are dirty enough, and the brazier doesn't come in," said the uncle.

Ning Shu: ...

I went and thought that my uncle suspected that this was a murderer to my grandparents.

"The house is filled with wind, there is a brazier warmer." The wife put the brazier down, and the charcoal was slamming.

Ning Shu moved his nose, smelled a scent, very clear, the clear fragrance of the trees, could not help but ask: "What is this, so incense?"

"This is fragrant wood, wood with a scent." Xiaolan said to Ning Shu, but did not look at Ning Shu, his eyes straight, no focus.

Ning Shu carefully smelled, as if there was no strange smell.

The old woman sighed. "I wanted to drive you away, but now I have to blizzard."

"Thank you, the old man." Fan Junyang immediately said.

The lunch is still black noodles and porridge pickles.

The lead clouds in the sky are getting lower and lower, and the sky is a lot darker, because they are all gathered in the hall, and it is calm and nothing happens in the afternoon.

The wind blew and screamed. After dinner, the people in the hall were shivering.

Fan Junyang said to the uncle: "Teacher, it’s too cold. We think of going up, we will not be single."

Uncle faintly nodded.

Several clerk stayed and sat around the table.

795 said: "I will talk about my point of view first, the murderer is more than one person."

Lu Shanshan snorted: "What about the evidence?"

“Almost everyone has proof of absence, and it’s definitely good.”

Lu Shanshan whispered: "I think there is a problem with the grandparents, and some of the members are sure to have a relationship with the grandparents."

“Every time the wife gives Fan Junyang a porridge, she is better than others.” Lu Shanshan said, “It’s the first time for Fan Junyang.”

"Why are you not so close to Fan Junyang?"

Ning Shu picked up his eyebrows and was a super tasker. Even if the 795 was scorned, there were two brushes.

Ning Shu remembered everything she said.

Uncle snorted, "What else?"

Zhang Jiasen said: "This pair of grandparents is not like such a poor person."

"This table is yellow pears and flowers." Zhang Jiasen hit the table with his fingers.

Ning Shu looked at the table. Before I saw it, I thought it was a few pieces of wood. The top was a bit greasy, which would make the texture quite clear and beautiful.

Ning Shu raised doubts, "In case they don't know the value of yellow pears?"

The countryman did not understand and used the antique bowl to feed the dog.

Zhang Jiasen took a look at Ningshu. "Huang Lihua is produced in the South China Sea. The weather is hot, and the number is not much. The yellow pears are mainly imported. This is not the origin of the yellow pears. It is impossible to go to the mountains. When you cut trees, you cut down the yellow pears."

Ning Shu: (⊙0⊙)

Lying in the trough, I feel like a mental retardation.

Ning Shu recorded it on the book. So, this is a problem for the grandparents.

If you really want to harm the people of the Chinese Painting Society, you must have a reason, love and hate, you can't kill anyone for no reason.

The uncle stood up and said to Ning Shu and Mei Ziqing: "You are watching the night tonight."

When Uncle left, Lu Shanshan also left, and others yawned.

Ning Shu and Mei Ziqing are left in the hall.

"696, what did you find?" asked Ning Shu.

"There is a girl pregnant," Mei Ziqing whispered.

Ning Shu:! ! ! !

"Do you know what?" Ning Shu asked curiously.

"She has a soul in her body, very weak." Mei Ziqing said, "I am very sensitive to the soul."

Or the student is pregnant, who is the father of the child, and is also the person of the Chinese Painting Society?

There are quite a few flaws in this team.

Ning Shu and Mei Ziqing sat together, and the cold wind screamed outside the house, making the whole world quieter, and there was no popularity.

Ning Shu extended his hand to roast on the brazier, and then prepared to cultivate the martial arts. He woke up from the morning and the things that happened were dizzying.

"Someone." Mei Ziqing quickly opened the door, and Ning Shu also saw a shadow in the window.

Mei Ziqing went to the backyard to chase. Ning Shu picked up the flashlight and quickly chased Mei Ziqing, and saw Mei Ziqing standing under a tree.

Ning Shu walked over and said to Mei Ziqing: "What did you find?"

Mei Ziqing did not speak. Ning Shu reached out and touched Mei Ziqing. Mei Ziqing’s body fell and her neck splattered with blood.

Ning Shu was shocked and moved forward. As a result, the neck was scratched by something. Ning Shu stretched out his hand and touched it.

Ning Shu took a flashlight and found that she had touched a silk thread with a thin hair. This thing didn't pay attention to it, and she couldn't detect it.

Mei Ziqing was chasing in a hurry, his neck hit the silk thread, and the silk thread fell into his neck.

This thread is very tough, Ning Shu can not pull off with a hand, but let the silk cut into her palm, not only a sharp blade can kill.

A familiar person suddenly died in front of him. He was still laughing and talking at the moment, and now he has no life. He suddenly understood the fear of the members.

Mei Ziqing fell in a pool of blood, Ning Shu hands and feet hair, the brain creaked.

I don't know if she will be erased. She should have the means to avoid it.

"Hey..." There was a sound of foot on the snow, and Ning Shu looked up and saw a black shadow rushing towards himself...