Qingyu Street in the south of the city is a market. Although the nearby people live in common people and there are no expensive goods, they are crowded and lively on weekdays, and are full of fireworks.

There is a Zhang Ji butcher shop at the corner of the market. The boss passed down the ancestors and killed pigs. He was skilled in his craftsmanship. The neighbors had long forgotten his name and only called him Zhang Tu.

Zhang Tu is fierce and fierce, big and thick, and extremely strong, but he is very honest and smiles at everyone. Even if he is occasionally troubled by customers, he has never blushed. Therefore, the residents on the street have a good impression of him and say that he is a good person when he mentions it.

"Hey, Zhang Tu, this meat doesn't look very fresh today? Don't you have become cunning, you will cheat people?"

In front of the meat stall, a fat aunt flipped through and picked up her, and her expression was very unhappy.

Zhang Tu nodded and laughed: "I'm sorry, Aunt Li, I felt uncomfortable last night and didn't kill pigs. The meat was sold left over the day before yesterday. It's really not very fresh, but I promise it's definitely not broken.

If you don’t dislike it, I will calculate your fifteen cents per pound, will it be okay?”

Aunt Li immediately smiled happily. You know, it takes 30 cents per pound of pork belly on weekdays, and it is not hot this season, so you can buy it at half price after just one day of meat, which is simply too cost-effective.

"Okay! Then cut four liang for me... no, six liang!" Aunt Li gritted her teeth and bought more while it was cheaper, and there would be no price tomorrow.

Zhang Tu's movements were very quick, and he cut them with one piece of cake, no more or less, just about six taels. He tied them with a straw rope and held them to Aunt Li in both hands.

Aunt Li paid the money and left happily, and then a young man with a beard and a felt hat came.

Zhang Tu was stunned because he had never seen this person before, but then he showed his signature honest smile: "Brother, what kind of meat do you want? Tell you, this is cheap today, and that's all, it's gone after selling it!"

The young man held his hands, his agile eyes, and his fleshy eyes were not looking at the meat case, but he looked at the shop behind Zhang Tu.

Her own wife was in the shop, so Zhang Tu frowned and asked, "Brother, what are you looking for?"

The young man's eyes fell on his face, and the evil corners of his mouth curled up: "The scenery outside the window is very good!"

Leave this inexplicable sentence, he turned around and left.

Zhang Tu's pupils shrank, his expression changed for a moment, he took off his greasy apron, turned around and greeted his wife, then walked out of the stall and followed the young man's back.

The young man seemed to want him to keep up, so he walked slowly. Although he was walking around the streets, he never left his sight.

Soon, the surroundings became quiet. Zhang Tu looked around and found that he had arrived near the city wall in the southwest corner.

This place is remote and dark all year round. Except for the early morning, there is almost no trace of sunshine. Therefore, even the poor are unwilling to live here. The only rows of houses and courtyards have long been dilapidated and have become a paradise for some wild dogs, cats, foxes and mice.

However, Zhang Tu, who had lived in the south of the city for half his life, knew that this place was still the stronghold of a small beggar gang, but at this time there was no popularity at all, and it was obviously cleared.

This is a trap!

He stopped and had already grasped a sharp bone-clearing knife in his hand.

Seeing that he was not leaving, the young man ahead also stopped, turned around, looked at him with a smile and said, "You are very alert. This is not the quality that a pig butcher should have."

Zhang Tu's eyes narrowed, and he immediately realized that the other party should have been unable to confirm that the target was him, so he first left words to lure him, and then deliberately cleaned up the place to test his reaction.

Damn it, I've been trapped!

He clenched his knife and asked, "Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am." The young man's smile remained unchanged. "What's important is that I know what you did last night."

Zhang Tu was vigilantly paying attention to the movements around him, looking confused: "I can't understand what you said. I felt uncomfortable last night and had been at home."

The young man shook his head: "Stop installing it. There are a few greasy and oily places on the handrails of the stairs of the 4th House. There is also a pig hair sticking to the window frame on the second floor. In addition to the butchers who have been slaughtering pigs for many years, who can leave such special traces?

Unless the villain just slept with a dead pig with a hairy before committing the crime."

Zhang Tu slaughtered pigs and sold meat all year round. His hands were stained with greasy and almost every day since childhood. No matter how clean he washed it, it could not remove the greasy and fishy smell.

Over the years, he had long been used to it and even didn't even realize it. At this time, he suddenly heard the other party mention it and couldn't help but feel shocked.

I can be found by just this clue. This person... No, under normal circumstances, normal people should not notice at all!

What is his origin?

Of course young people are heroes.

In the store of the No. 4, he judged that the person who was looking for the wind should be a butcher by greasy and pig hair. He used the characteristics of this profession that it was impossible for an outsider to be considered as an outsider. The other party's life range must be not far from the scene of the crime.

Because if you fail carelessly, it is easier to escape and hide in a familiar environment.

So he found the "Pianer Police" who was most familiar with the southwest of the city - the Night Cruise Captain, and soon locked in five butchers within two miles of the radius of the No. 4 Goods Store.

Next, he was eliminated one by one. He was lucky. He said the sentence "The scenery outside the window is very good" three times, and then he led to Zhang Tu.

"How are you staying?"

Zhang Tu slowly raised the bone-clearing knife, obviously ready to fight.

"Don't be nervous, I'm not from the government." The hero raised his arms slightly and signaled that he was not threatening, and then said, "I'm just curious and want to ask you a few questions and ask for some money by the way."

Zhang Tu raised his eyebrows: "Who are you?"

"Well..." the hero touched the fake beard on his lips and said, "I am a person who can save lives for money."

Zhang Tu sensed the surroundings again, and confirmed that there was no abnormal movement. He let down his heart a little, and at the same time, a fierce light flashed through his eyes.

He put down his arm holding the knife and stepped forward as if he was unintentionally: "Brother, I would like to advise you to have a word, what should I do if I want this thing.

The dead can’t spend money!”

"Thank you, Brother Zhang, remind me, I will pay attention."

The hero smiled and hugged his fists, then looked calm, and took two steps back as if he was alert, saying, "If you don't want me to go to the Eagle Guard Mansion, then give me ten coins of money."

Also, tell me who you are, why did you kidnap the noble children but not ask for money?”

Seeing that he was scared, Zhang Tu calmed down a little more, narrowed his eyes and said, "It's okay to have ten cents of money, but what are you doing when you ask about these?"

"Brother Zhang should have seen that I am short of money and is so scarce that I am desperate. Good things like the fourth-class warehouse are not something I can encounter every day. Therefore, if I want to get to know the financial backer behind Brother Zhang, maybe I can find a relatively long-term and solid job."

The hero grinned, revealing eight big white teeth, and smiling very brightly.
Chapter completed!