Chapter 62 He is made of rain!
The two ghosts were terrified when they heard this: "Really?"
Jiang Suisui: "Why would I lie to you? Even if you are lucky enough to escape the evil spirit, your soul will be scattered if you stay in the human world for a long time."
The two ghosts were frightened: "What should we do? The ghost messengers have left. How are we going to get to the underworld?"
"Tell me who stole his money, and the matter will be settled. I will open the Ghost Gate for you and send you to the underworld." Jiang Suisui looked at the man who was crying while holding the yamen runner.
I saw that the veins on the yamen runner's forehead were almost exposed. If he hadn't been injured, I would have beaten him.
The second male ghost said quickly: "A short, thin man. I followed him for a long way. When I saw that there was no one here, I attacked him."
Jiang Suisui raised an eyebrow: "There are no other characteristics."
The second male ghost thought seriously for a moment and said, "Yes, he was wearing a gray-blue coarse linen shirt with a yellow patch on his chest and a hairy mole on his right cheek."
The male ghost looked like a shifty-looking man in the crowd, who was squeezed in the crowd with an expression of watching a good show, but his hands were not idle.
He squeezed into the crowd as if he was stealing something: "Why does the person you are talking about look so much like that man?"
Jiang Suisui turned his head inadvertently and looked behind him. He saw a man with wandering eyes. There was a mole on his right cheek, and he looked like a thief.
She looked away without catching his attention.
Wen Xingluo saw her looking back, lowered his head slightly and asked, "Is there any problem?"
"The person who stole his money is in the crowd behind us. You can see he's the man with a hairy mole on his right cheek." Jiang Suisui whispered to him.
Weng Xingluo turned around and quickly found the person she was with in the crowd.
The thief noticed that someone was watching him, but he looked in the direction of Wen Xingluo and automatically ignored him. This feeling made him feel a little uneasy.
He looked around and saw that everyone was still watching the fun, so he thought about stealing another one and leaving.
Jiang Suisui spoke up at this time: "Master, I know who attacked him."
The yamen runners turned to look at her one by one: "You know?"
"Well, this man was wearing gray-blue clothes with a yellow patch on his chest and a hairy mole on his right cheek." Jiang Sui said without turning his head.
The people looked at her in surprise, and suddenly they felt that they seemed to have seen this person somewhere.
When they thought of this, they turned to look at the people around them.
This time, someone really found the person Jiang Suisui was talking about: "Aren't you the person she was talking about?"
The thief immediately panicked: "I don't know what you are talking about, stop accusing me." After saying that, he tried to squeeze out of the crowd.
The yamen runners naturally noticed that he looked a little unnatural and immediately walked towards him.
The thief pushed the person next to him away and ran to the back of the crowd.
But just after he ran a few steps, he was kicked in the chest and kicked back into the crowd, falling at the feet of the yamen runner who had caught up with him.
Jiang Suisui looked at Wen Xingluo who retracted his foot and gave him a thumbs up.
The bailiff stepped forward and picked up the man: "Why are you running?"
"Don't run. I'm waiting to torture you into confessing!" the thief shouted at the top of his voice.
Jiang Suisui walked over at this time: "The gray-blue purse on your left sleeve belongs to the lady over there, and the black purse in your right sleeve belongs to this big brother..."
The person whose name she called out quickly checked his purse and found that it was really gone.
When the yamen runner heard this, he immediately reached out and searched the thief's body. Sure enough, he found the purse that Jiang Suisui had mentioned. "What else do you have to say now?"
The man whose head was broken also squeezed over at this time, grabbed the thief by the collar and said, "Where is my wallet?"
Jiang Suisui: "In his arms."
The man immediately reached out and took his purse from his arms, holding the purse and burst into tears again.
Jiang Suisui stood next to Wen Xingluo with a look of disgust on his face: "How can this guy cry so much? He even said that women are made of water. I think he is made of rain!"
Everyone who recovered their purse thanked Jiang Suisui.
The yamen runner looked at her and said, "Please come with us and give a statement at the yamen."
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