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Chapter 2200

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Actually, according to the usual practice, it was understandable for the boss to rent out the house after she left.

It was just that the rent here was expensive. Under normal circumstances, whether it was the wealthy aristocratic caravans or those small caravans, they would only rent a house that was big enough for their own people.

After all, everyone was here to do business, not to spread their wealth. There was no need to be so extravagant.

And for the convenience of management, these caravans were divided into areas. If there were new caravans coming in, there would definitely be old caravans leaving. However, she hadn't heard any relevant news in the past few days.

Moreover, the small courtyard that she had rented before was neither big nor small, but it was big enough for a small caravan to live in.

Thus, she casually asked, "Could it be that we have a newcomer here?"

The shopkeeper smiled and shook his head.

"No, it's just that the previous caravans felt that there wasn't enough to live in. Since you left, they took your courtyard. I'm sorry, do you want me to arrange a new one for you? "

She smiled and nodded, agreeing to the shopkeeper's arrangement.

They were all doing business, so there was no need to make things difficult for each other.

However, the new courtyard was slightly smaller than the previous one, and it was further away.

When she passed through the previous courtyard with her people, she found that the door was locked. She learned from the shopkeeper that this was not only a place for people to live in, but also a warehouse for goods.

She glanced at the courtyard and pretended to be curious. "I wonder who is so rich and overbearing. I quite like this courtyard."

The shopkeeper was a smart person. He immediately smiled and said, "Speaking of which, this gentleman is a regular customer of our guesthouse. There are always two or three times a year when he patronizes our business."

She took this opportunity to talk to the shopkeeper.

"Really? Honestly, if it weren't for the fact that he said that I could make friends with high officials here, I wouldn't have come here to suffer. Look, I've only been here for a few days, and I've been in jail. I haven't even sold my goods, and I've been slandered by others. "

It seemed that the shopkeeper also sympathized with her.

"Who doesn't agree? Speaking of this Boss Wang, there's always something wrong with him. Previously, the two merchants who also sold spices were driven away by him. However, his shop wasn't big and business wasn't good. You held onto your rice bowl and refused to let others eat. Now you can only eat those incense sticks. "

In addition to mocking his peers, Boss Wang was also very stingy. Hence, whenever he was mentioned, the shop assistants would complain incessantly.

After Lin Mengya received all the information, she quietly asked about the person who rented the courtyard where she used to live.

His surname was Yang, and he was from Dragon City.

Because he was in the cloth business, and because the cloth he brought was not only of good quality, but the price was also reasonable, he received the favor of many people in Immortal City.

But this Boss Yang had a habit. He would first bring a large pile of cloth from other places, then after selling a portion of it in the Immortal City, he would bring the rest of the cloth to other places to sell.

Other people felt that Mr. Yang's method was laborious and unrewarding, but as guests, they felt that Mr. Yang valued them, so they were more enthusiastic about Mr. Yang's cloth.

It had to be said that although the cloth was cheaper, the amount that Mr. Yang sold was enough to make up for the difference.

Lin Mengya also felt that Mr. Yang was very good at doing business.

No matter what class the people in Immortal City were in, they would naturally have some arrogance. Mr. Yang's behavior just happened to satisfy their vanity.

The shop assistant said that the small courtyard was filled with cloth that arrived a few days ago. Because this batch of cloth was more precious, Mr. Yang was afraid that there would be people fishing in troubled waters, so he locked the door.

As for the relationship between Mr. Yang and Boss Wang, the shop assistant shook his head and said, "Boss Yang is a person who lives in seclusion and is also low-key. Usually, some of his food and necessities are sent to his room by us, and he doesn't meet outsiders easily. Don't think that Boss Wang is a stingy person, but he is very smart. He knows that Boss Yang's place is not to be trifled with, so he rarely goes there. "

According to the shop assistant, Wang Dagui was a small businessman who was both unscrupulous and mean.

Hence, when he was killed, everyone was surprised but also felt that he deserved it.

Lin Mengya asked him about the situation that night, but the shop assistant seemed to be a little hesitant about what happened that night.

"It's not that I don't want to tell you, but it's too strange."

He looked around and said in a low voice, "The first night, Boss Wang was still in a hurry to leave. That night, when I went to bring hot water, Boss Wang had already fallen asleep. I waited outside for a while, but I didn't hear anything inside, so I left. Boss Wang can torture people to death with a little money, but that night, I waited for a long time, but I didn't hear him asking for hot water. "

Because everyone went out with people, a lot of things were done by their own people. In the guest house, there were not many shop assistants except the shopkeeper. At night, there was only one shop assistant on duty.

Regarding this, presumably the sheriff also noticed, so the people who stayed were really related to Boss Wang's matter.

This shop assistant said that he didn't hear anything, but the next day, he heard Boss Wang's men say that Boss Wang was dead.

In fact, he was also full of doubts. That night, he clearly waited outside for so long, tilting his ear to listen to the movement there, but he found nothing. How on earth did Boss Wang die?

When they reached the room, she gave some money to the shop assistant.

After waiting for the shop assistant to leave, Cai Ru stepped forward and said, "Did you find anything wrong just now?"

Lin Mengya knocked on the table and said, "I think there are a few suspicious points.

First, in fact, when I was in prison, I found that someone wanted to do something to that shop assistant, so I reminded the brother jailer. No matter how stupid he is, he will be on guard, so those people can't easily succeed. "

Cai Ru rolled her eyes, and suddenly realized.

"You mean, this is the sheriff fooling everyone?"

She nodded, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was meaningful.

"I'm afraid it's not that simple."

Once the shop assistant in the prison died, the real culprit behind the scenes would think that they had no evidence that could threaten him.

That was to say, whether he took action now or not, although the jail would not suspect him, it would also pull the game back to the original point.

At this time, if he took action against her, as long as he used some tricks, no one would be on guard against him.

After the deed was done, he could easily escape. It could be said to be killing two birds with one stone.

The sheriff wanted to give him the illusion that he could frame her unscrupulously.

Ah, this person is really cunning!

"Secondly, the Iron Horse Gang are not honest merchants.

"Did you hear what the waiter said? How could Wang Dagui, who is neither powerful nor rich, drive away the other two spice merchants? He must have done it by threatening them." A small merchant like him doesn't have that kind of ability, but the Iron Horse Gang does. "

Businessmen, especially those who brought their caravans everywhere, were most afraid of offending the Iron Horse Gang, the local tyrant.

The underground world was complicated. To these small merchants, once they offended a gang like the Iron Horse Gang, their lives would be in danger.

Therefore, Wang Dagui must have used the Iron Horse Gang to threaten those two. He didn't know why, but he didn't use the same trick and instead slandered him for stealing his spices.

She thought of the boorish man just now. Although he wanted to vent his anger on her, he did not threaten her. Instead, he wanted to teach her a lesson himself.

It was obvious that he was afraid.

But she was currently pretending to be powerless. What could these people be afraid of?

With all kinds of doubts, they welcomed the first night of being trapped in the guest house.

Here, there were also many people who couldn't sleep.

In the boorish man's room, his brows were tightly knitted. His most capable subordinate was currently helping him with a massage.

"Big brother, if we really can't do it, then we will secretly kill her!"

These people were never proper merchants. Not long ago, they were fierce bandits of the Iron Horse Gang.

But for a certain purpose, they had to disguise themselves and restrain their wild nature to come here and pretend to be a grandson.

In fact, they were very wronged.

The boorish man's name was Sun Biao. When he heard his subordinate's words, his face turned ashen.

"Don't cause trouble for me! If it wasn't for that old bastard Wang Dagui using our Iron Horse Gang's name to cause trouble, I wouldn't have to come here to clean up his mess! "

In fact, if Wang Dagui didn't die, the boorish man would have followed him when he left the Immortal City in a few days. He would have taken the opportunity to finish him off.

But someone beat them to it. Because of this, they were trapped in this guest house.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Sun Biao never thought that he would be injured by a smelly woman. Moreover, it was under the watchful eyes of so many people.

But before they left, the vice gang leader had repeatedly warned them not to let them expose the Iron Horse Gang.

Sun Biao tossed and turned, thinking of ways to retaliate against them. His subordinate heard the knocking and immediately went to open the door.

"Who is it? Why aren't you sleeping this late? Why are you disturbing our big brother? "

A low voice came from outside. "Do you want to know about Wang Dagui?"

The subordinate was stunned. Soon after, he alertly gave Sun Biao a look.

The latter narrowed his eyes and faintly shook his head at his subordinate.

"We're not that damned magistrate. We don't need to know about these things. Hurry up and scram. Don't disturb our big brother's rest. "

Who would have thought that the person outside would ignore him? Instead, he continued to say: "What if I know where the thing he's hiding is?"

Sun Biao's brows furrowed. After thinking it over, he said: "Then please come in."

Only, his eyes rolled with a scarlet killing intent.

This night was destined to be interrupted by the smell of blood.

In the middle of the night, a shriek pierced through the sky.

"Someone come! Someone died again!"

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