"The drums in the third watch, the boat travels on the moon, half a sac, can relieve sorrow."

　　

Looking at the words in the newspaper, the fat man had one big eye and one small eye. He tightened his lips, then turned his head to look at the doctor and Xia Meng, and said, "This seems to be... Kind of code word."

　　

　　 When he was very young, he liked to read martial arts novels. There were often scenes of flying pigeons passing books. In order to prevent information from being intercepted by opponents, he usually wrote more obscurely.

　　

　　 I don’t know if I was frightened by the doctor. Xia Meng was very cooperative this time. She handed over the newspaper very honestly and sat at the table with a gloomy face, not sure what she was thinking.

　　

　　 It’s not difficult to understand that the drums are sounding at the third watch. It should be said that there should be drums in the middle of the night, which means that Master Huang will come to the lake to sing tonight.

　　

　　 can be the next sentence on a boat trip on the moon...

　　

　　 The fat man blinked, feeling that there was something extended here, after all, a boat is a boat, but how can a boat drive to the moon?

　　

　　 "It's a reflection." Jiang Cheng looked at the newspaper without raising his head, and said, "It's the reflection of the moon on the lake. The boat went up, like a boat traveling on the moon."

　　

　　 Xia Meng's face didn't have any ups and downs, she seemed to have guessed it a long time ago, her eyes were focused on the last two sentences.

　　

　　 half-vegetable capsule, can relieve sorrow.

　　

　　 The last sentence is easy to understand. It probably means solving the current dilemma, and it can also be extended to the meaning of life.

　　

　　 She was suspiciously the first half-half of a suspense.

　　

　　 After all, the two sentences are connected, which means that this half of the capsule can help them find a way out.

　　

　　可...What is a vegetarian capsule?

　　

Why is 　　 half?

　　

　　If this so-called sac is a real thing, it’s okay, it’s like a boat on the moon, it’s just an extended meaning, something on the image level.

　　

　　 That's hard to guess.

　　

　　 "There will be drums on the third watch, and the boat will drive to the reflection of the moon on the lake. With this half of the capsule, we can solve our most worrying thing now."

　　

　　 Staring at the newspaper spread out in front of the doctor, the fat man translated the clue code with his own understanding.

　　

　　 After all, there are too few clues that can be used for reasoning or mutual confirmation, so the situation is inevitably deadlocked.

　　

　　 The fat man scratched his head vigorously and looked very impatient. After all, it was the doctor who had the accident this time. "What kind of clue is this?" He sat down beside the doctor and complained, "It's useless at all!"

　　

"Not necessarily." It was Jiang Cheng who was speaking. As the person involved, he seemed to have a better mentality than the other two. "At least we know that Master Huang will come to the lake to sing tonight, and there will be boats. "

　　

　　 "The timing of the ghost's hands can also be determined." Xia Meng said in a cold voice: "It's when the boat drove until the moon was on the reflection of the lake."

　　

　　 "Whose ship?" Jiang Cheng asked naturally.

　　

"It may only carry Young Master Huang, or it may carry one or a few of us." Xia Meng said, "It's okay if everyone goes on a boat together, if they come one by one..." She paused. , "Someone ask for a blessing."

　　

　　 The fat man on the side looked at Jiang Cheng, and then at Xia Meng again. He couldn't expect that from these few seemingly unacceptable words, so many things could be extracted.

　　

　　 But there is one sentence he heard very clearly: The ghost will attack the doctor when the boat is in the reflection of the moon.

　　

　　 "Doctor." The fat man suddenly got excited, "Then it's okay if we don't let the boat go into the reflection of the moon? Or...or today we say we don't get on the boat at all."

　　

　　 In his imagination, as long as the premise of Zhou Xingyue can be prevented from happening, then the ghost will naturally have no chance to do it, and the doctor will be safe.

　　 Xia Meng looked up at Fatty, then glanced at Jiangcheng without a trace, as if asking, are you serious about taking such a guy?

　　

　　 But what Xia Meng didn't expect was that even under these conditions, Jiang Cheng didn't show any reasonable impatience to this fat man, but his tone changed a bit, and his speaking speed was also faster.

　　

　　 "It's not because of the bowl of blood." Jiang Cheng said, "That's just a reminder."

　　

"hint?"

　　

　　 The two brows were frowned together, and the fat man didn't understand it. He subconsciously thought that the doctor was targeted by the ghost because he chose the bowl of human blood, which caused the murder.

　　

　　 "What do you prompt?" The fat man asked incredulously: "Prompt you to be targeted?"

　　

"Ok."

　　

really.

　　

　　 This reason is too far-fetched, and there is too much uncertainty in it.

　　

　　 The fat man briefly recalled a series of things that happened after they entered the dungeon in his mind, and felt that what the doctor said made sense, which was more like a reminder.

　　

　　 from... a hint from a ghost.

　　

　　 No, the fat man’s pupils changed slightly, as if he suddenly realized something. It should be said that the rules are more appropriate.

　　

　　 After all, there is no absolute dead end in the mission.

　　

　　 "Why are you being targeted by the doctor?" The fat man raised his head and asked.

　　

　　 "Because he didn't check the pulse for Young Master Huang." Xia Meng's voice sounded, "Remember what the middle-aged woman said when I went to the place where Young Master Huang lived?"

　　

　　 "To put it simply, there are only two requirements, one is to change costumes, and the other is to see a doctor for Huang Shaoye." Xia Meng's voice sounded emboldened, as if she was explaining the facts.

　　

Something flashed in his eyes, and the fat man swallowed. Tang Shirou, who died tragically last night, was the only one who didn’t wear a costume, so she was skinned, and the doctor...was the only one who didn’t see it. Those who go to Master Huang, let alone see a doctor.

　　

　　 Even though it was Qin Jian who went up later, he saw Young Master Huang.

　　

really.

　　

　　 This is indeed...makes sense.

　　

"Can......"

　　

　　 Fatty seems to want to explain something~lightnovelpub.net~ It seems that only in this way can the doctor have any hope of surviving.

　　

　　 But before he could speak, he heard Xia Meng continue to say in a calm tone: "If he doesn't go downstairs and leave immediately, I think Young Master Huang will show up."

　　

　　 The calm in this sentence directly ignited the fat man, and the expression in his eyes looking at Xia Meng quickly changed from shock to anger.

　　

　　 "You knew it!" The fat man stood up and pointed at Xia Meng and cursed: "You said earlier, you...you bitch!" He gritted his teeth.

　　

　　 The fat man with staring eyes looked very imposing. He just stood there to block the light in front of Xia Meng.

　　

　　 Xia Meng realized at this moment that he had just cleaned up by herself, and he was usually only a stubborn and obscure fat man. Not only was he fat, he was also very strong.

　　

　　 glared blood-red eyes, his forehead was stretched, and it looked like he was going to eat people.

　　

　　 opened her mouth slightly, she was stunned for the first time and forgot to refute.

　　

　　 "Fatty."

　　

　　 Until Jiang Cheng spoke.

　　

　　 Hearing the doctor's voice, the fat man's expression eased a lot, but he was still standing there and didn't sit down. He seemed to be planning to go to Xia Meng to settle accounts after hearing the doctor's words.

　　

　　 "It has nothing to do with her." Jiang Cheng said.