Chapter 211 The Second Killer

   "Open the door!" In front of Kou Shangshu's mansion, the driver was in a state of embarrassment and slammed the door hard.

   The red door with the copper ring of the animal head opened with a creak, and the doorman thought his eyes were dizzy, rubbed his eyes, and was shocked: "Pharaoh, what's wrong with you?"

   "Don't ask, just let us in."

  The doorman looked at the man next to the driver and jumped in shock: "Biaozi, you, why are you so dirty? Come in, come in quickly."

   Not long after, the story of the attack on the cousin Qiao Mo on his way back spread spread all over the Shangshu Mansion.

   Kou Zimo, who was talking with Mao, turned pale with fright and stood up.

  Mao glanced at his daughter and said lightly: "Zimo, go back to the house first, I'll go see your cousin."

   "Mother—" Kou Zimo took a step forward.

   "Let you go back to the house."

"Yes."

   Seeing that Mr. Mao was gone, Kou Zimo raised his foot and went straight to Kou Qinglan.

   "Where's the second girl?"

   "The second girl hasn't returned yet."

   Kou Zimo couldn't help but feel discouraged.

   Yes, she was so flustered that she forgot, Qing Lan should be still with Miss Li San at Wufu Teahouse at this time, I'm afraid she still doesn't know about the attack on her cousin.

   Kou Zimo went to Qiao Mo's residence.

   Hearing Fengjuli, Mrs. Xue, the eldest daughter-in-law, Mrs. Mao, and Mrs. Dou, the second daughter-in-law, have already rushed over. When Kou Zimo came over, Mrs. Mao swept his eyes away, and then said softly, "Zimo is here."

   Under the inexplicable eyes of his mother, Kou Zimo was blessed: "Grandmother, mother, second aunt, I heard that my cousin was attacked on the way back from Dafu Temple. I wonder what happened to my cousin?"

   Mrs. Xue said solemnly: "Fortunately, your cousin is fine, but he was a little frightened and is resting in the room now."

   Kou Zimo heaved a sigh of relief.

   Thank goodness there is nothing wrong with my cousin, otherwise she will blame herself and suffer for the rest of her life.

   Without her arrangement, how could my cousin leave the house?

   "Grandma, what happened to my cousin's attack?"

   "I was about to ask. Mama Qing, bring the coachman Lao Wangtou here."

   Not long after, Mama Qing led the coachman Lao Wangtou into the house.

  The old king knelt down directly: "I have seen the old lady, the eldest lady, the second lady."

   "Mother Qing, give Lao Wangtou a small chair to sit on."

  Qing's mother moved in Xiaotanzi, and Lao Wangtou sat down cautiously.

   "Old Wangtou, what's going on today, you come one by one."

"Hey, back to the old lady's words, it's like this: Let's go back after coming out of Dafu Temple. It's still very hot, and we're anxious to go back to the house, and we see a person standing in the middle of the road..." Lao Wangtou said. Excited, he couldn't help patting his thigh, "Huaifeng's little **** is not a thing, seeing the killer running to the carriage, he ran away. Fortunately, the old slave was not afraid of danger, loyal, and immediately drove the carriage quickly, The killer couldn't catch up with the carriage, he must have thought it was not worth it, so he took that little **** away from Huaifeng, which is really an eye-opener—"

   Seeing that the faces of the masters were not very good, Old Wang lowered his voice.

   "If that's the case, why are you and Young Master Biao so embarrassed?" Madam Xue asked in a deep voice.

   Old Wang wiped a tear from his head: "I can't help being embarrassed. This old slave is trying to drive the car. Who knows that there is a killer waiting in front of him. The killer is wearing a milo and gray clothes—"

   Mrs. Xue raised her eyebrows patiently.

  Mao coughed and said, "Say the point!"

"Uh, the point is that this gray-clothed killer is more cold-blooded, more ruthless, and more terrifying. It's no use trying to block the old slave. That man went straight to Young Master Biao. Young Master Biao tried desperately to dodge, seeing that the killer raised his sword at him. Young Master Biao pierced his heart, saying that it was too late and too fast—"

   "This is not storytelling!" Mao twitched the corners of his mouth.

   Mrs. Xue raised her hand: "Let him say!"

   With the permission of the old lady, Lao Wangtou immediately exerted his strength as a storyteller, from the cold-blooded killer in gray to the help of passers-by, and then to the two masters and servants who escaped with difficulty.

"Old Wangtou, you are loyal to protect the Lord, you have done a good job, go to the accountant to receive the reward," Mrs. Xue waved the old Wang's head down, turned her head to Mao's, "Mao, you arranged for Mo'er. Little servant, I didn't choose well."

  With Mrs. Dou by her side, Mrs. Mao's face immediately flushed with shame, and she said softly, "It's the daughter-in-law who didn't arrange it properly. The daughter-in-law went back and chose a good one to serve the cousin."

   "That's it." Mrs. Xue shook her head and glanced at Mother Qing, who was standing with her hands down, "Mother Qing, I remember your little grandson is fifteen now, right?"

   "I just turned fifteen last month."

   "Then let him serve Mo'er, how about that?"

  Qing's mother hurriedly thanked him and said, "It's a blessing for that kid to serve Young Master Biao."

  Mao was so embarrassed that he secretly tore the veil.

The old lady really loves the children born by the eldest sister-in-law. In the past, when Qiao Zhao came, she compared her two daughters to the sky. The old lady's eyes were full of granddaughters. Don't give her face.

   "Zimo, you go back, grandmother, your mother and second aunt discuss something."

   Mrs. Xue opened her mouth, Kou Zimo left Tingfengju obediently, but did not go back to her room, but quietly slipped out through the back door and went straight to Wufu Teahouse.

   "Eldest sister, aren't you unable to go out?" Kou Qinglan asked politely in front of Qiao Zhao in the private room of Wufu Teahouse.

   "Cousin has an accident."

   "Ah? What happened to my cousin?"

   Kou Zimo briefly explained the old coachman's words, and said to Qiao Zhao with a solemn expression: "Miss Li San, my cousin has been frightened and has to recuperate. I'm afraid he can't go out recently. His fire poison—"

  Qiao Zhao smiled: "It's okay, there is not much fire poison left in Mr. Qiao's body. When there is a chance to meet again, give him an injection. Now that he is frightened, he is still mainly recuperating."

   She comforted Kou Zimo with a calm expression on her face, but she was still in shock.

   How can there be two killers? Listening to what Kou Zimo said, the second killer clearly wanted to kill the eldest brother!

  According to the plan she and eldest brother discussed, next eldest brother will take the pills she gave, turning passive into active, creating the illusion of serious illness. In this case, the murderer behind the scenes thought that the purpose of assassinating the eldest brother had been achieved, and there would be no more killing moves, thus ensuring the safety of the eldest brother during this period of time.

   But now there is another killer emerging, which party sent this person?

  Thinking about this, Qiao Zhao couldn't help but be afraid.

   If she was really succeeded by that killer, wouldn't she have killed her brother!

   After saying goodbye to the Kou sisters, Qiao Zhao returned home with a heavy heart, and immediately called Chenguang to ask about the situation at that time.

   "Don't worry, girl, that little servant has been thrown by me to a colleague. My colleague is the best interrogator, and his tone is very tight."

   "Morning light, let me ask you, did you ask your fellow robes to dress up as a killer together?"

   Chenguang was stunned for a while, then shook his head: "No."

  Qiao Zhao's heart sank suddenly.

   I said asking for a monthly pass, will you be disliked by you? Eagerly asking for a monthly pass.

  

  

   (end of this chapter)