Chapter 1220

I was going to enjoy the hot spring. As a result, I smelled a strong smell of wine just two steps away, which made an Yizhi's mood drop sharply.

It feels like you are eating curry with relish. A man immediately said that he had just run loose and his shit was like curry

It feels like not to mention more sleeping slots.

He habitually fanned with his hand, and an's finger movement also dispersed the thick fog slightly. Then he saw a middle-aged uncle sitting in the hot spring pool, and the smell of wine came from him.

His body is particularly red. It is estimated that he spent too long in the hot spring and drank a lot of wine. He saw that his chest was still undulating, at least a living man.

An Yizhi hopes to be a dead man, so it's easy to start the plot directly.

He looked at the pool water carefully and confirmed that there was no vomit in it. Then he sat down furthest from the middle-aged uncle.

It feels really good. Although the hot spring is essentially natural hot water, this feeling is completely different from taking a bath at home. It's unspeakable comfortable.

——It would be better if there was no drunken uncle nearby.

He was wondering if he could go to the hot spring with Lin Linglin when he was free. Maybe the movement into the pool was a little loud. The uncle opposite cleared his throat and opened his eyes. He just saw an Yizhi.

"Hmm? Little brother, you look very green. You're not a local."

I'm still drunk when talking. It seems that I haven't sobered up yet.

Although he didn't want to answer, an Yizhi responded that he was a tourist.

"To travel? Ha ha, the best thing in our town is the hot spring."

Uncle patted the water proudly, which aroused layers of spray:

"Little brother, you can really choose the time. Don't look at the off-season of tourism due to the closure of mountains due to heavy snow. It's just this time to enjoy the hot spring alone."

I really want to enjoy it alone. You always see if you go out first. Mom sells a batch of wine. The smell is almost on my face!

The uncle across the face did not make complaints about his heart.

"Our hot springs are famous all over the country and have good curative effects on many chronic diseases. What's the name of that word... Oh, yes! They are rich in minerals and trace elements."

The middle-aged uncle's tone became a bit like a tour guide. I don't know if it was because he drank too much. The goods talked endlessly and recommended a good place in the town.

"However, the so-called off-season will last until February next year at most. When the highway is built, my town will definitely become a world-famous hot spring resort. At that time, everyone will be busy and have cramps counting money. Hahaha"

My town?

Can you use this wording... Is this actually the mayor of the town?

An Yi pointed to endure the smell of wine. He wanted to ask for information by the way. After all, it should be much easier to get information from an alcoholic.

But the uncle suspected of being the mayor didn't give Ann a chance to cut in, so he kept talking like a machine gun.

It was not until talking about this hotel that the landlady squeezed her eyes in a rather obscene way:

"Little brother, I tell you, boss Rosa used to be the most popular girl in the town. She was kind-hearted and hardworking. She was also the most beautiful person in the town. At that time, the men chasing her were enough to line up from the town to the city."

Boss Rosa is really beautiful. Although she looks old, she can still see that she was a great beauty when she was young.

"Even now, many people are thinking about her, but for you, little brother, the boss's daughter Tracy should be more attractive. Ha ha ha."

That old saying is true. Men must talk most about women, regardless of age.

"But it's hard to catch up with that girl. Many young men have lost their halberds. There's no way. Her brother's protection is too strict, and no one can find a chance to start."

Brother? This is the first time I heard that I didn't ask the landlady in detail before, mainly because I was afraid that the landlady would attract the attention of some people if she stayed in the room too long.

Before, the landlady said her daughter was threatened. An Yizhi thought she had only one daughter. So it seems that she has a son.

"Does the landlady have a son? I thought she had only one daughter."

The uncle opposite waved:

"What son? That's the oil bottle left by his ex husband. But Rosa is kind-hearted and can't bear to let him go to the orphanage. She just raised two children by herself. There are few such good women in the world."

ex-husband? Is the landlady divorced?

Sure enough, it's most convenient to get information from an alcoholic. Unless Rosa, the landlady, is willing to talk about these topics, it's impolite for others to ask directly.

An Yizhi asked, and the middle-aged uncle opposite said carelessly:

"Divorce? Oh, who is willing to divorce Rosa? The unlucky guy died, just twenty years ago..."

In the middle of the conversation, the other party gave a pep talk, seemed to realize that he had made a mistake, and casually changed the topic and said:

"Sure enough, I'm old. Young brother, you continue to go to the bar. I have to go out and cool down."

Then he left the hot spring pool like running away.

Twenty years ago, he died

These keywords, together with the "truth of the murder case 20 years ago" mentioned in the anonymous letter, an Yizhi suddenly felt that what happened 20 years ago should be a key issue.

However, people familiar with the matter seem to keep quiet about what happened 20 years ago. Even alcoholics who drink too much and talk about women with strangers are no exception.

But there's no need to ask about this. After all, I really want to know. I can go to the landlady to ask. It's just that it's a bit of exposing scars.

When the middle-aged uncle left, an Yizhi could enjoy the hot spring alone, but the strong smell of wine left by the uncle made an Yizhi sick. He left the bath in less than two minutes. If he really wanted to soak in the hot spring again, he would wait until the smell dissipated.

When an Yizhi left the bath and returned to the strip office, he saw the middle-aged uncle lying on his back on the floor in his bathrobe, snoring loudly. I really don't know how much he drank.

Of course, Ann didn't plan to help. If she was a beautiful cute sister, another thing is that a middle-aged uncle full of wine didn't want to touch him.

Leaving the men's bath, as soon as she went out, Ann pointed to Shuidao Mengzi wearing a pink bathrobe. It seemed that she had just come out of the hot spring. She took out a handle of juice milk from the vending machine not far away, and then drank the milk with one hand on her hips and one hand on the bottle.

When she saw Ann pointing, she was very proud to compare a scissors hand, leaving a very conspicuous milk ring on her lips

This girl, should she be said to be off-line or natural?

–‐‐——–‐‐——

The entrustment was unexpectedly complicated. To be honest, an Yizhi thought it was similar to the previous entrustments, and he could solve it casually two or three times.

According to the information currently available, the threatening letter received by the landlady and the A4 paper added to the anonymous entrustment may be the same person, but what is the purpose of the other party

That's hard to say.

However, it is certain that the other party does not have much malice towards the landlady.

It sounds incredible. If there is really no malice, will you send a threatening letter with a picture of the boss's daughter?

But that's it.

According to the boss's wife, the last threatening letter has been sent for almost half a month, and the other party still hasn't taken more threatening measures against the boss's wife to strengthen its deterrent. This threatening letter is undoubtedly a failure, no matter from which point of view, unless his purpose is just a prank.

Well, if the originator of the threatening letter does not want to be unfavorable to the landlady, and the threatening letter asks the landlady and her daughter to leave the town together, it is more like letting them run out for refuge than threatening.

If you consider it from this point of view

What is the purpose?

Can't you get the news of the volcanic eruption in advance?

Moreover, even if the volcano really erupts or such disasters occur, the government will organize evacuation. It's a big deal to tell the people in the town that there is no need to use the inefficient method of threatening letters.

Sure enough, I still couldn't figure it out, and there was still too little information.

The information just got from chatting with the middle-aged uncle is only gossip. The only thing worth noting is that the boss's ex husband died 20 years ago, and something seems to have happened 20 years ago, which is related to what was mentioned in the anonymous letter.

The hidden things here are more or less complex. After thinking about it, an Yizhi decided to go to the landlady to ask. After all, they ostensibly accepted the invitation of the landlady. In addition to the landlady, only another unknown guy knew their purpose.

But when an Yizhi and Shuidao Mengzi went down the corridor to the front desk, they didn't find the boss's wife.

Shuidao Mengzi said holding a hot drink:

"I'm probably going to prepare dinner. I just met a guest in the bath and mentioned it."

"Guest? Who is it?"

She shook her head:

"The other party didn't say her identity. It seems that she should be a friend of the landlady. When we went to the hot spring together, she chatted a little. She said that the landlady would call some friends to the hotel every time in the off-season."

So there seem to be a lot of guests in the hotel?

The more you see it, the more you feel like a mountain rain is coming. According to the past urine, the immortal in the hotel is called wonderful. An Yizhi can almost guess the subsequent development.

It's likely that someone is dead, and then follow the clue of investigating the murder. In the process, the dead may continue until the murderer completes all his goals or the player finds the murderer and solves all the truth

It's almost such a routine.

This typical detective story routine is a little tired of playing too much, but it has to be said that this routine is very suitable for the plot, which is a little fucked for NPC.

——After all, they died.