Nightmare Attack

An Xuan.

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, with a few bruises on them.

Now that the situation was clearer, An Xuan somehow caught the little beggar. Not only did he take away the kit from his waist, he also gave him a severe beating.

Jiang Cheng immediately recalled the first time he met the little beggar. 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, but because there were so many people at the time, he couldn't. 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 bag on the little beggar's waist, and this brocade bag was exactly the same as the one on the woman in the painting.

The drums are ringing at the third watch, the boat is sailing on the moon, half a bag of food can relieve worries.

The element in the second half of the sentence should be here.

"Doctor." The fat man thought for a while and said with some worry: "That An Xuan doesn't look easy to deal with. I'm afraid it won't be easy to get the tips bag back from him."

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

The fat man looked at him doubtfully, wondering why this little beggar

Then the little beggar made many gestures to the fat man, but unfortunately he couldn't speak. The fat man's eyes hurt from watching, but he still couldn't understand.

Finally, it seemed that the little beggar was a little helpless.

"You're saying that it's okay for that person to snatch your tip bag." Jiang Cheng looked at him and said, "Because the tip bag was originally a fake and is it really still on you?"

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

As if he suddenly reacted, the fat man waved 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, you can tell him the same thing as me."

Worried that the little beggar wouldn't understand, the fat man pulled Jiang Cheng over, put his hands on Jiang Cheng's shoulders, and hugged him together, acting very intimate, as if he wanted to take a photo.

"Look." Fatty said, "We have a very good relationship. I have always regarded him as my brother."

Jiang Cheng's brows jumped.

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

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

The moment they saw this thing clearly, the expressions in Jiang Cheng's and Fatty's eyes changed.

That's a broken bag.

The color is exactly the same as in the painting.

But this brocade bag seemed to have been torn apart with great force, so only half of it was left, and there seemed to be some words embroidered on it.

Is this half a vegetarian bag?

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

Jiang Cheng quickly poked the fat man in the butt.

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

The little beggar showed great enthusiasm for the fat man. He kept gesticulating at the fat man. Gradually, the little beggar's eyes turned red and he looked very aggrieved.

"You mean this person stole the other half." Jiang Cheng pointed to An Xuan's portrait on the ground and said, "You and a woman caught you, and then they tore your kit during the fight. The other half left."

The little beggar nodded repeatedly.

The confused fat man 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 and orphans?

They have their own communication system that most people can’t understand?

"I understand your request." Jiang Cheng nodded very formally to the little beggar whose eyes were red, "I can help you, but I need the tips in your hand," Jiang Cheng said, "This is very crucial. ”

The little beggar swallowed and showed a very troubled 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 and I have a very good relationship. I have always..." Jiang Cheng stiffened his neck and suddenly said: "I have always considered him my son!"

Fatty: "???"

It seemed that the words "son" touched the little beggar. After looking at the fat man and then at Jiang Cheng, the little beggar handed the only half of the kit into the hands of 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 with determination.

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

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

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

A moment later, Jiang Cheng's voice sounded, and the first sentence made the fat man stop, "She is not a beggar, she should be the female ghost's personal maid."

"Maidmaid?"

"Yes." Jiang Cheng nodded, "She is a woman. I think it was because after the death of the female ghost, no one cared about her anymore, that's why she became like this."

"Although the clothes on her body are dirty, the material is quite good. She is not an ordinary servant. And did you notice the paintings she drew?" Jiang Cheng continued: "Although it looks simple, you can still vaguely see something. The basic skills are also there, and the writing is relaxed and measured. Ordinary beggars will not have the time to learn this. "

"Another thing is that she is not afraid of ghosts." Jiang Cheng said in a more serious tone: "She actually dared to watch a movie by the lake alone late at night."

"Think about her age, her familiarity with this place, and the fact that she has the tips bag that the female ghost in the painting carries with her." Looking at half of the tips bag in his hand, Jiang Cheng said, "She should have a very close relationship with the female ghost. , the probability of being the female ghost’s personal maid is very high.”

The fat man was stunned for a while, but he followed the doctor's ideas and connected the tips. The thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl was not afraid of ghosts, was familiar with the terrain here, and knew many secrets about female ghosts. The doctor's speculation seemed less abrupt.

Not only is it not obtrusive, it is simply very reasonable.

"So" the fat man said excitedly: "This is the half of the bag in the code?" He stared at the bag in the doctor's hand, swallowed and said: "With this half of the bag, we can solve our current problem. of confusion.”

"should be."

"That's not right, doctor." The fat man said doubtfully, "Then what does the half that An Xuan and the others took away count?"

Hearing this, Jiang Cheng laughed out loud, "Then I don't know."