Chapter 10 The Hanging Girl.

The old department store was built in the Republic of China period for 15 years, in the European Baroque style.The bell tower is located at the top of the front, forming a perfect symmetry with the towers on the left and right wings.For nearly a hundred years, the sound of the ancient bells, day after day, punctual floating over the city.

Time passes, people are getting old, only the bells are still there.Every time the bell rings at dusk, it is as if it once again brings everything back to the memory of time forgotten...

Murong Yuchuan and Cao Qing got out of the car and hurried into the department store, and the two were immediately blind.

They are already trapped in the flow of people.

These years of popular retro, department stores interior decoration, even including vendors, are dressed up as before the 1960s.The peddled are also some vintage goods, like the portrait of Chairman Mao Zhou, who writes "learn from Comrade Lei Feng" canvas bag, the cheongsam of the Republic of China period, the hat, the rattle, the rouge, the gouache...

Murong Yuchuan looked at his watch - 1:10, time is enough, but the question is where to find the murderer?

There are old people, old ladies, middle-age couples, young girls, children, Jingba dogs... everyone and animals have peace of mind on their faces.

The killer is among them.

However, even if the murderer walked face to face, Murong Yuchuan would not notice the strange.

What is the best way to hide a bean?

You know the answer.

The killer knows too.

Murong Yuchuan suddenly realized that the guy they were looking for was not only not crazy, but in fact he and Cao Qing were smarter.

His forehead was sweating.Look for it, even if you can't find it for a day.

He looked at Cao Qing, and Cao Qing also sweated in his head.However, Cao Qing is not as nervous as he is, and he still has some doubts about the number of Murong Yuchuan.

Murong Yuchuan changed his way of thinking - is it possible to expect the murderer's perpetrator?

He looked at everyone passing by and wondered who the murderer might have.Those who were staring at him inexplicably looked back at him.There is also a girl with big eye makeup who is teasing like a straight eye.

He sighed.Everyone can be the target of the killer.It’s as hard as finding the killer.

Just when Murong Yuchuan was in a daze, a six-year-old boy and a seven-year-old boy came straight to him.Walking up to him, the boy raised his chubby little face and looked seriously at Murong Yuchuan.

“What do you have?”Murong Yuchuan asked.

“Here’s this to you.”The little boy handed something to Murong Yuchuan.

Murong Yuchuan took a note and asked inexplicably, “What are you doing for this, you child?”

“Yes, one, one...” The little boy said one word at a time, “Uncle, uncle... let, me, give, you...”

Murong Yuchuan opened the note and saw that it had several words on it: "There is a beautiful scenery outside the window."What does this mean?

He asked the little boy, “Where is that uncle?”

“Right in the back.”The little boy pointed behind him.

Murong Yuchuan looked up and saw the customers coming and going in the direction of the little boy's finger.“Which one?”

The little boy also looked back, pointed to a plastic model in the distance and said, "Just, only, he, standing, there, that, boy..."

“What clothes?”

“Uncle, uncle, bring, hat, son.”Let, me, take, this, this, give, give, give, give, give, me, chocolate...”

Murong Yuchuan vaguely remembered that there seemed to be a person standing next to the plastic model.But he didn’t notice the man’s looks.

“Little Bo – come back – come to your mother...” A young woman called over.

“Mom, mother.”The little boy immediately forgot Murong Yuchuan and turned and ran to the woman.

“Dad is lost, what should I do?Let's look for it."

“All right, all right.”The boy jumped.

The woman smiled politely at Murong Yuchuan and led the little boy away.

Murong Yuchuan still looked at the note in his hand.

He walked slowly to the window and looked out the window.The streets outside, as usual, do not care about beautiful, do not care not beautiful.

His eyes slowly left the street, and there was a residential neighborhood in the distance, the buildings were neat, and the old people were fiddling with fitness equipment downstairs.On the main side of the road is the Emergency Center building.

Murong Yuchuan looked at a tightly arranged window in the emergency center, and the phobia-prone people would be dizzy for a long time.

He suddenly shouted back: "Cao Qing, let's go to the emergency center!"