Chapter 1292: Let's Play Slowly

Hearing this, Chasing Wind's face instantly turned red to the root of his ears. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Yes, it's the incompetence of subordinates who have fallen for someone else's job. He was ashamed.

Mo Chuan originally said it casually, but he didn't expect to guess it, he was stunned for a moment, and saw that Chasing Feng's head was almost hanging to the ground, knowing that he was extremely ashamed, so he didn't ask anymore.

"You go down first, wash yourself and then come to see me. ”

"Yes, Emperor Xie. ”

Chasing the wind flew away like an amnesty.

He was so embarrassed that he almost gritted his teeth.

This time he tracked down, he can be said to have found nothing, no, the only harvest is to harvest the stench brought by the dung pit.

Chasing the wind has always thought that his tracking skills are unparalleled in the world, although he did not boast of Haikou in front of Shen Ning, he was full of confidence.

Because he found an inadvertent clue left by the murderer in the corner of the wall, he followed this clue and chased it out.

His tracking was not very smooth, and the traces left by the murderer came and went, if it weren't for the handkerchief he had on his body, which he had found in his room, and took it out from time to time to smell it, he would have lost the direction of his tracking several times.

Chasing all the way like this, the more remote it becomes, but the confidence in chasing the wind is also more and more full.

This shows that he is not chasing the wrong direction.

The murderer kidnapped Xiaoru and must have hidden her in an inaccessible place, and only such a place is the safest.

At the end of the road suddenly a large mansion appeared.

The white walls and black tiles are very eye-catching.

Just under the white wall, Chasing Wind found a shallow footprint and an earring, the smell on which was exactly the same as the smell on a small handkerchief.

Chasing the wind can immediately conclude that the killer must have captured Xiao Ru and climbed over the wall.

Rao is like this, and the cautious chasing wind still doesn't dare to trespass.

He crouched down in the corner and pricked up his ears to listen, when he suddenly heard a girl's guttural voice let out an exclamation of "ah", the voice was short, and soon someone covered his mouth.

And that voice seemed to be exactly what Xiao Ru was.

Chasing the wind didn't have time to think carefully, he flew up to the wall, only to see the figure in front of him flash, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

He immediately jumped down and chased after the figure.

Who knew that with a sudden "plop", his feet stepped into a soft place, and then he smelled the stench.

Chasing Wind immediately realized that something was wrong, and was about to get up, but saw a dung bucket covering his head from the air, the bucket was full, and before it fell, the contents of the dung bucket had already drenched him.

The stench was overflowing, and his face was covered with feces, so much so that he couldn't even open his eyes.

Only a low, melodious voice could be heard above him.

"Hmph, what the first secret guard, it's just that! This time I'll give you a little lesson, the coming day is long, we have time to play slowly!"

The voice faded away and was never heard again.

Chasing Feng was trapped in the dung pit, so angry that he just wanted to scold, but as soon as he opened his mouth, those filthy things poured into his mouth, so he had to close his mouth tightly and swallow this dumb loss.

He wanted to get out of the dung pit, but it was like he was stuck in a swamp, and the deeper he sank, the harder he tried, the faster he sank.

The heart of chasing the wind couldn't help but sink.

Could it be that the first secret guard beside him was actually buried in a dung pit?

Fortunately, the secret guard sent by Mo Chuan arrived in time according to the subtle clues he left behind, and only then did he rescue him from the dung pit.