Chapter 4005 The Son, You Are Disliked by the Blind Dancer Again (77)

It's just that the Zhu Mansion is heavily guarded, which is by no means comparable to Wang Siming's mansion. There are only two patrol teams, and there are also vicious dogs.

[I just said that this guy is very afraid of death, so he will definitely send a lot of people to guard the surroundings. 】

"It seems that it will take some effort to kill him."

Su Qiao leaned on the wall and observed for a moment, then retreated.

I have to prepare something to come, and it's getting late.

[Actually, if we want to start, we don’t necessarily have to choose night. It is also possible during the day. During the day, maybe he will relax his vigilance more. 】

"There are a lot of people around him during the day, and it's easy to be seen. It's still night insurance." Su Qiao felt that it was night insurance.

【Then what should we do? 】

"I can't kill him, can't I poison him? Go get the medicine now."

After Su Qiao retreated, he visited several herbal medicine shops in the city again, until it was almost dawn, and then he quietly went home.

The reason why I go to many stores is to find all the medicines, and secondly, to get a little from each store, it is not easy to be found.

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The money manager of Wanli Bank was killed and hung bloody on the gate. The name of the bill was pasted on the corpse's chest, and there were piles of silver dollars and gold bars dripped with blood. It was like a gust of wind. It blew to every corner of Haicheng.

This is the second vicious murder incident that has happened recently, and they are all in such an arrogant form, hanging the body directly on the gate, and making all the crimes public.

Now everyone from the dignitaries and nobles to the ordinary people, the merchants and pawns, are discussing this matter.

Almost all of the police station was dispatched, and people in the patrol room were all over the street, just to find clues and suspicious people.

It's a pity that there are no cameras these days, and the perpetrators are neat and tidy, leaving no clues, so they are destined to be unable to find them.

Yingzi went to buy breakfast early in the morning, but didn't come back until almost nine o'clock, and when she came back, she brought back this news.

Even when she was sitting at the table eating breakfast, she kept chattering without stopping.

"Now it's a mess outside, and everyone is talking about whether this murderer is the one who killed Wang Yan Wang last time."

"They all said that both of them were hanged at the gate after they died, and they must have been done by the same person."

"However, let me tell you quietly, behind the scenes, many people are clapping their hands and applauding, saying it was a good kill."

Wu Ma looked a little dignified and sighed: "It seems that, as I guessed, our Haicheng will be turbulent for a while."

"Mother Wu, who are you talking about? Why are you so bold?" Yingzi followed many people to guess for a long time, but there was no reliable evidence.

"Who knows." Wu Ma didn't care much about this.

Turning to see Su Qiao's thoughtful face, she quickly comforted her softly: "Miss, don't worry, we haven't offended anyone, and we haven't done any bad things, so this person won't come to us."

Su Qiao was a little surprised: "How do you know you won't find us? Maybe he's a murderer?"

Wu Ma shook her head, with a hint of wisdom in her eyes: "Looking at this person's behavior, it's not too bad after all."

Yingzi exclaimed, "Isn't that bad?"

Killing people, torturing them in every possible way, and not letting them go even after death, and hanging them at the gate, is not bad, so how can it be considered bad?

"You little girl, what do you know?" Wu Ma glanced at her and put a piece of cake for Su Qiao on the plate.