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I took the red cloth and looked down at it. It was a poem, "Asking what love is in this world is but a matter of life and death." I read it softly. Further down, there was a signature, "Ding Ling. Is that you? "

"I... It seems like it, I really want it to be called that name. " female ghost thought hard and nodded.

It seems that our luck isn't too bad. We already found a clue the first time we went to the place, "Go back, let Ming Qing find out what clue he has with this name."

"Yes." Ding Ling nodded.

There was only one name, and it was not easy to find. Fortunately, he knew what it looked like, and if he went to Gu Sha, he would definitely be from this city, so Ming Qing searched through the system of this city, and in the end found a total of 100 odd people called Ding Ling. He could not directly scan the pictures, and could only search one by one, which caused Ming Qing to almost go crazy.

"Found it." Ming Qing shouted, "Ding Ling, is this it?" She handed me the tablet.

I didn't receive it, but merely walked over to take a look. Ding Ling also took a glance, "Yes, it's me." Ding Ling nodded.

"Alright." Ming Qing nodded, then lowered his head and nodded for a long time, "Ding Ling, five years ago, you were confirmed to be dead, and you were found dead in your own rented house."

"Suicide?" I asked. He glanced at the wound on Ding Ling's wrist.

"There are wounds on the wrist, and there are even marks from cuts on the wrist. However, the fatal wound was on the abdomen. The weapon has not been found yet." Ming Qing nodded again, "Also, the medical examiner found traces of people getting hit on the back of her head, it seems to have been hit by a hard object."

"Kill him?" I bowed my head in thought. "Where is the murderer?"

"Since we haven't found the weapon, of course the murderer can't either." Ming Qing shrugged and continued while lowering his head, "He died when he was 23 years old, a dancer at the jazz bar."

"The jazz bar." I thought for a moment. "I really want to see it somewhere." Oh, yes. "It seems like the place where I killed those hooligans last time wasn't too far away from the jazz bar." Go and take a look? "

Ming Yu stretched out his hand to hold me down, "It's already so late, let's go after dinner."

I looked at the time curiously and couldn't help but raise my eyebrows. It was already 2 in the afternoon. "He was too busy to notice the time." You haven't eaten either? "

"We've already eaten." Ming Yu took me upstairs. I left it for you. I'll go heat it up. It's spaghetti sauce and seafood soup at noon today. I also made some braised chicken nuggets. " He carried me all the way upstairs, "Sit properly, I'll go heat up the dishes."

"Oh." I replied, "Where is Xiao Zuo?"

Ming Yu walked into the kitchen to heat up the dishes. In the morning, Mi Ya came over and took his away. He said that he was going to test his clothes. "

"Since when did Mi Nuoer start selling children's clothing?" Luo Mingshang handed me a cup of warm water. I took it.

"Who knows."

After eating a simple meal, he planned to leave. Before leaving, he checked the time. It was almost 3 o'clock, so it wasn't too late. He decided to return early.

Other than Antique Street finding a taxi, I did not bring Luo Mingshang along this time. I was worried that Luo Mingshang would not be used to that kind of occasion, and that place was rather chaotic.

The jazz bar was a small and medium-sized bar. It wasn't very good, but it was the kind of place where white-collar workers would often come to for entertainment. At the front of the hall was a large stage where several women in beautiful dancing outfits were dancing. A bit like... The feeling of a nightclub.

This is also my first time coming to this kind of place. It was a little noisy. Ding Ling seemed to be familiar with this place as she brought me to the counter with ease. Although her eyes were filled with confusion, her actions were so familiar, allowing me to confirm that she had indeed worked here before.

"Little girl, what do you want to drink? Milk? " When the bartender at the bar saw that I was a little girl, he teased me.

I glared at the bartender. "Heh, do you have ice cream?"

bartender who was embarrassed could only bitterly smile, "Little sister, you are still a minor, why are you here?"

"What is it? Are you discriminating against minors? " I rolled my eyes at bartender.

bartender laughed and went to mix the wine, "No, how could I discriminate against you? No matter who it is, they are all guests here. What do you want to drink? "

"Whatever." I twisted my head and answered.

The handsome bartender nodded his head and went to mix the wine. He mixed the wine and the wine bottle into a beautiful arc in his hands and very quickly, a cocktail was placed in front of him, "Grasshopper, suitable for Girl to drink."

I looked at the wine in front of me, then looked at bartender. "Thank you."

"Of course." bartender laughed, "Aren't your family members worried about you visiting this place at such a young age?"

"No, I came here to play." If he wanted to find out more information, he would have to get on good terms with the people here.

"Play? You're not going to school? " bartender was surprised. You should still be a student. "

"School? If you want to go, then go. If you don't want to go, then ask for a leave of absence." I shrugged and lied.

The bar was a little funny, he put the clean cup aside and said, "Let's get to know each other, I'm Ai Lun."

"Luo Tong." Of course I wouldn't say my real name, so I randomly chose a name, "Uncle, how old are you?"

"Little girl, you have no morals. What uncle? Call me brother." bartender laughed, he was not really that young, he was young and handsome, many women came here and took the initiative to strike up a conversation with him.

"Holding my cup of wine, I mischievously stuck out my tongue at Ai Lun. Uncle Sly specifically went to find the little girl to make a move, didn't he? "

"Heh, little girl, you really deserve a spanking." Ai Lun laughed. "You came out to play just to be happy. This cup is on me."

"Thank you." Since someone was treating him, he might as well make use of this opportunity. I turned to watch the dance onstage. "Your dancers don't dance well here."

"Is that so?" Ai Lun washed the bottle and said, "It's alright, I'm used to watching them here, it doesn't matter."

I turned back. "Uncle, how long have you been here?"

"Little girl, keep your mouth shut." Ai Lun looked at me helplessly. I've been here for a while, six or seven years. Everyone who comes here to play knows me. "

"Chief bartender?" I asked, smiling.

"More or less." Ai Lun nodded, then looked at the dancing dancers, "The dancing now is indeed not good, all the good dancers have left."

"Oh?" Finally getting to the point, he said, "He's gone? Why didn't you stay? Your boss is delaying his salary? "

Ai Lun lowered his head and wiped the bottle of wine in his hand, "No, she's dead."

"Dead?" I pretended to be surprised.