Taoyuan little fairy doctor

Chapter 1442 Camp Tragedy
The pretty anchor He Yuting, who was blushing and full of happiness, kissed Chen Hao softly and said, "Yes, yes, yes, you are right."

These words made Chen Hao feel suffocated.

Because the pretty anchor He Yuting said the right thing, and her eyes were very gentle, but her frivolous attitude was also very obvious, which was scary.

"Think about it, Mrs. Yang's Matchmaking Center is directly related to the case. The matchmaker is the most suspicious person."

Looking at Chen Hao with serious eyes.

The pretty anchor He Yuting smiled happily and said, "Are you worried about me?"

While Chen Hao was slightly startled, the pretty anchor He Yuting burst out laughing, lying on Chen Hao's body with an extremely happy expression, and said: "I'm so happy, you're worried about me, this proves that you have me in your heart, you love me."

"Yes, that's right, I love you, so you must be careful of the matchmaker at the matchmaking center, Mrs. Yang, because if my deduction is correct, the modus operandi of her and the other real murderer should be..."

"Well……"

As Chen Hao was talking, the pretty anchor He Yuting in her arms had already kissed Chen Hao's mouth.

The four eyes met, seeing Chen Hao's eyes were shocked.

Instead she smiled super sweetly.

It wasn't until she gave up with a kiss that she said in a charming and charming manner.

"I see. With you loving me, I will live a good life. Don't worry, there will be no problems. Besides, you haven't entered the store, and you haven't talked to her. I think Mrs. Yang is a good person. Even if there is a daughter The murderer is absolutely impossible to be her."

hiss……

Looking at the beautiful and serious anchor He Yuting, Chen Hao suddenly felt suffocated.

"you……"

Chen Hao was about to speak, but the pretty host He Yuting pressed Chen Hao's lips with her long, snow-white fingers.

"Shh..."

The pretty anchor He Yuting, who signaled Chen Hao to stop, said with sparkling eyes: "Anyway, no matter what, the case has to be investigated. I'm not stupid. Don't worry, if I feel something wrong, I will run away immediately."

"Besides, there are no absolutes. You said that the umbrella belonged to Mrs. Yang. I don't think so. Maybe it was really left there by a guest?"

Pretty anchor He Yuting looked at Chen Hao seriously.

Hearing this, Chen Hao's lungs were about to explode, what about his brain?
Filled with love?
A grown man, going to ask for marriage, holding an umbrella in his hand and tying a bow with red string?

Even if he has eccentricities, at least he has to pretend to be normal when going on a blind date, right?
And it just happened to be left in the matchmaking center, and then happened to be seen by the pretty anchor He Yuting who was in charge of the investigation?
The only reasonable explanation is that the umbrella belonged to the woman in the store!
Looking at Chen Hao, who was shocked and even a little angry, and the pretty anchor He Yuting, who didn't realize what Chen Hao was thinking at all, bit her red lips lightly, and smiled sweetly: "You're so worried about me, you're so happy, I am not afraid of anything now, because you are protecting me!"

Looking at the pretty anchor He Yuting with serious eyes.

After Chen Hao hesitated for 0.5 seconds, he chose to give up and continued to tell her that the matchmaker Yang Ersao was the female killer in Chen Hao's mind.

On the one hand, people say that being in love for three years is stupid, and now this pretty anchor, He Yuting, is obviously in a state of love. When she first arrived in the small town, at least she still had the instinct to guess that the murderer was a woman.

Now her mind is full of love.

Chen Hao reminded her to be careful of the murderer.

Her mind is full of Chen Hao loving him.

Two people are not on the same channel at all now.

And think about it seriously, that's fine too.

After all, the pretty anchor He Yuting, if she believed 100% in Chen Hao's deduction, would identify the second sister-in-law of the matchmaking center as the female murderer.

Then the next time we meet, Qiao anchor He Yuting's unnaturalness will easily alarm that woman.

So at this moment, looking at the pretty anchor He Yuting, who is full of happiness and joy, Chen Hao smiled and said.

"Get up quickly, let's go back to the camp. We need to talk to the ten monks about the relevant clues!"

The pretty anchor He Yuting frowned slightly, apparently preferring to spend time with Chen Hao in the hotel, but looking at Chen Hao's serious eyes, although she was very reluctant, she still said something.

"Ok."

The camp where the monks are stationed.

The time has passed 12:00 midnight.

"This case, or wait until tomorrow, and then go to the night market to see?"

In the big living room, 8 monks, since the beautiful monk Yin Hongyu turned around and went upstairs, all of them held their breath in their hearts, and they were very serious, racking their brains in the big living room to think about the case.

But after much deliberation, if Chen Hao's clues and ideas were put aside, their hearts would be at a loss.

Because the identities, backgrounds and social circles of the previous four victims were all investigated meticulously, there were no clues at all, and the only physical evidence other than that was the red rope bow, and inference, the murderer should be at least A cultivator above the realm of the Yang God.

Other than that, there are no clues!
"What's the big deal, he, Chen Hao, is looking at a matchmaking center, and we'll check the hardware store tomorrow!" The furious young monk couldn't think of any clues when he thought of his brain pain.

Hearing his pretentious words, the seven monks present glanced at each other, found an excuse, went upstairs, and returned to their room.

Such a situation made the bad-tempered young monk itch his teeth with hatred, and sat alone on the sofa in the living room to sulk.

Especially thinking about the hot and beautiful monk Yin Hongyu, who not only kept talking for Chen Hao, but even insulted him several times in public, it seemed like a fire was burning in his heart.

"If you can't figure it out, just try your best. I don't believe it. If Chen Hao can find a clue, why can't I find it?"

The irritable young man fell into deep thought.

upstairs.

In the bathroom, Yin Hongyu, a beautiful and sexy monk with an extremely strong figure, was soaking in a bathtub full of white foam. Her fragrant shoulders and calves were exposed above the water, round and fair, flaunting her sexy charm unscrupulously.

A middle-aged female monk with short hair, wearing pajamas, sat aside and said enviously while helping her wash her hair.

"Little sister, your figure is really good, and you are also beautiful. An ordinary monk is definitely not good enough for you, but Chen Hao is an exception."

Hearing this, the beautiful monk Yin Hongyu, who was thinking about something, suddenly blushed, and said shyly, "Sister!~ What are you talking about?"

"I didn't talk nonsense! That Chen Hao is handsome, capable, young and rich, he is simply a perfect male god. If my sister had your body and face, she would have posted it long ago, so you Ah, don't take your sister's words seriously. After the case in the small town is over, if you go home, the family will guarantee to arrange a Taoist companion for you. It's not certain what kind, so you take the initiative, just in case you get married What about Chen Hao?"

When the beautiful monk Yin Hongyu heard the words, her pretty face became more rosy, and her expression was extremely shy, but she didn't open her mouth to refute.

Just then.

Suddenly, there was an extremely slight sound at the door.

The ears of the short-haired middle-aged female monk moved, not only her eyes were alert for a moment, the long sword was in her hand for a moment, she also walked out of the bathroom in a flash, and said in a hurried tone: "Be careful!"

Then, with a slight frown, she opened the door with a vigilant expression.

puff~!

Covered in blood, with eyes wide open, the body of one of the ten monks, who was already dying, had fallen in front of her.

(End of this chapter)