The Studious Goddess Is Not To Be Provoked

After Di Xingchen finished speaking, he turned and went in, and came out within a few minutes, followed by a short beggar, because he often didn't have enough to eat, he was as thin as a stick, with protruding cheekbones and sunken eye sockets.

He stood behind Di Xingchen, shrugging his shoulders, his eyes looked timidly between Xia Wei'an and Di Xingchen, and he seemed a little shy.

"Hello, we have something to ask you, is that okay?"

Xia Wei'an smiled at him very politely, but he hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to look at her.

"May I?"

Xia Wei'an asked again, and seeing him nodding, he asked, "Did you see any horrible things yesterday, such as murder?"

The beggar jerked his head down, then shook his head desperately as if he was stimulated, and quickly moved his hands, stepping back as he swung.

"I didn't see anything, don't ask me, I don't know anything!"

He raised his head, his face full of horror, looking at Xia Weian's eyes like looking at a man-eating monster, he retreated faster and faster, and even wanted to turn around and run inside, looking for a dark corner to hide himself in Go, no one can find themselves!

"Stand still, don't move!"

Di Xingchen yelled angrily, and the beggar immediately stopped in place, silent like a cicada, this man frightened him, and he dared not disobey what he said.

"I'll ask you the truth. If you don't tell me, have you seen the river below?"

Di Xingchen's stern face had a certain power, and the invisible aura exuded made the beggar's knees weak, and wanted to kneel down. He deliberately said half of the words, and let the beggar imagine the rest. Looking at the river, the current is not fast and the water is not deep. Even if he falls, he can get up by himself, but Di Xingchen's words inexplicably make him feel cold if he does not say that the river below is the place where he was buried. .

"I, I, I..."

The beggar began to stammer, not daring to speak and not daring not to speak, so anxious that tears rolled in his eyes.

"Say slowly, if you cooperate, I promise to help you find a good job, so that you don't have to live in the bridge hole in the future, okay?"

Xia Wei'an was lured at the right time, the beggar was a little moved, and the expression on his face was a little calmer.

"I, I just saw a ghost in black kill a pretty girl, and then he went to kill another girl, it was so scary, I dare not say it, I'm afraid he will kill me too killed!"

Xia Wei'an frowned slightly, and asked: "What color was the pretty girl that the ghost in black killed for the first time was wearing, and how did he kill it, do you remember?"

"Pink clothes, she is so pitiful, her stomach has been pierced."

The beggar thought for a while and replied.

"Then where were these two standing?"

"It was very close to me, as if in front of my eyes, I felt her blood sprayed on my face, it was hot."

As if recalling what happened last night, his whole body began to tremble, and he couldn't help but want to run, but he didn't dare to move rashly because Di Xingchen was by his side.

"What kind of clothes was that girl that the ghost in black was going to kill later wearing? Where was she standing at that time?"

"It's too dark for me to see clearly, she's standing a little far away, at the entrance of the alley!"

"Then if you see these two girls again, will you still recognize them?"

The beggar thought for a while, then nodded, Xia Weian looked at Di Xingchen excitedly, and then smiled.