"It's not early, let's go back and rest. The Sunset Trail bypassed them, not even lighting a candle.

When she sat on the bed with her back against her, the four dark shadows were still standing still.

She sneered: "Now my words are useless, are they?"

Chu Li and the others remained silent.

"It's useless for you to pestle, I won't cooperate with the Dark Guard. Those who offend my moon fan workshop will be punished even if they are strong. In the darkness, it was Twilight's cold and resolute voice.

Chu Li and the others looked dazed, knowing that this time the "annihilation" of the Dark Guard Master had touched the bottom line of the owner.

In the Ziwei Underground Palace, everyone covered their faces with masks, and they were Ziwei Palace people living in the shadows. After taking off their masks, they walked through the streets, even if they passed by, they didn't know that each other was the person they used to get along with.

The Intelligence Division is an exception. In the underground palace, the people of the intelligence department see the head and the tail all year round, and the master is even worse. However, the master of the Intelligence Department Hansheng and the owner of the first knowledge of the rivers and lakes, although there is no real evidence, everyone still can't help but associate the two together, and they can avoid it as much as possible when they act secretly, for fear of offending the future Mrs. Ziwei.

The Moon Fan Workshop is where Twilight's heart and soul lie, and the sudden infiltration of the assassination this time undoubtedly caught her off guard. I still want her to cooperate now, it's a fool's dream!

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When she woke up the next day, Chu Li knocked on the door as usual and came in to serve her to wash, and she was not unusually surprised by what happened last night.

"The owner, the master and servant of the thousand sons moved out of the twilight this morning. ”

As she was combing her hair, Twilight clenched her peachwood comb tightly, but only gave a soft "um".

Chu Li said again: "They lived in the No. 1 room of Tianzi in Yexinju. ”

Twilight didn't speak, leaned closer to the bronze mirror, and touched his smooth cheeks, which no longer had the slightest scar.

Twilight left the house, Qingyuan yawned and leaned on Xing Yan's straight back and squinted. Unexpectedly, Xing Yan suddenly took a step forward, and she stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

Hurriedly stabilized his body, and saw that his senior brother was calling for the "Dusk Yang Fang Master", Qingyuan instantly came to his senses, ran up the steps and said to Dusk Yang: "Hurry up, I'll miss you." ”

Last night coincided with Qingyuan on duty, Xing Yan came over for her in the early morning, and received a report from Yuefanfang, so she didn't care about going home to rest, and the two hurried over.

It has been seven or eight months since Xuan Sihuan committed the first crime, and the killer has never been arrested, and the people of Jindu are in fear every day. Qingyuan recently felt that the eyes of the government officials were becoming more and more strange when they looked at their brothers and sisters, as if they were blaming them for not handling the case well and destroying the prestige of the government office.

After some interrogation, nothing was found, and Qing Yuan was a little annoyed.

Twilight said: "The case of the killer is not in a hurry, and when Shen Yin is better, you can come back again, at least you can know the motive for the killing." ”

"Then the owner of the labor mill sent someone to inform us when the time came. Xing Yan politely clenched his fists, and after seeing Dui Yang bowing slightly, he pulled Qingyuan, who was going to ask again, and left the Moon Fan Workshop.

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On the street, Qing Yuan pretended to glance at Ling Yuelou inadvertently, and asked quietly: "Senior brother, we have been staring at each other for several months, and we almost had another murder last night, did we get the wrong direction?"

Xing Yan shook his head a little absent-mindedly, his expression solemn, as if he was thinking about something crucial.

When I woke up, it was already dark. Kiyohara walked out of the room with a hungry stomach and saw a candlelight in the study, so he went to the kitchen to cook two bowls of noodles.

"Senior brother, it's time to eat noodles! My best green vegetable and shiitake mushroom noodles! Hmm? Why are you looking at the master's file back then?" Qing Yuan picked up his bowl and looked at the things in his hand as he ate, and couldn't help but be taken aback.

Xing Yan put down the file, still with that solemn expression, and asked her, "What kind of person do you think Zhuang Jin is?"

"Pretend to be serious!" Qing Yuan didn't want to think, "You see that she is cold on the surface, and she has the face of a girl from a good family! But she is a tomb robber who has been rewarded by the emperor for many years, and she has stolen all the emperor's tombs in the Dengfeng area." Didn't she save Shen Mo last night, in my opinion, she couldn't hide her fox tail for a few days!"

After hearing this, Xing Yan nodded secretly and asked again, "Do you know how old she is?"

Kiyohara bit the tip of his chopsticks and thought for a moment, "Nineteen years old! That's right, it's nineteen years old, I asked her!"

"Nineteen?" Xing Yanfu reopened the scroll and muttered, "She was only thirteen years old six years ago...... How could it be......"

Qing Yuan felt that he was strange, and leaned over to take a closer look, but Xing Yan directly accepted the file, turned his head and complained: "Why did you wake up?

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Half a month later, Shen Yin's injuries improved. He was thanking Qianxing, who was diagnosing his pulse, when Mu Qingfeng came in and said to him, "Nerd, everyone is waiting for you in the courtyard, are you sure?"

He was silent for a moment and nodded.

On the side, Qianxing advised: "Don't be emotionally fluctuating, your injury does not reach the heart but hurts the heart, and you still need to recuperate." ”

There was a stone table in the courtyard, where Duiyang, Xing Yan, and Qingyuan were sitting, and Zhuang Jin was leaning against an apricot blossom tree with an expressionless face. Qianxing came out of the firewood room and left the answering station directly.

Qingyuan's eyes slipped and looked at Twilight Yang who was casually on the side, and the gossip was just rising, but he saw Twilight Sun's indifferent eyes sweeping towards him, and his interest was instantly suppressed.

Seeing Mu Qingfeng helping Shen Yin out, Qingyuan immediately put on a posture and prepared to interrogate.

"Why did you want to kill you, how could you, a scholar in white, offend him?" Qing Yuan asked, picking up his pen and preparing to record.

"I don't know. ”

Qingyuan was stunned, but he didn't expect that the scholar in front of him looked weak and weak, and he was so uncooperative.

As soon as he was frustrated, Xing Yan tried to induce: "I won't sneak into the Moon Fan Workshop to assassinate you for no reason." ”

You must know that the Yexinju in Yuefanfang is inhabited by more than a dozen seniors who have participated in the Baizihu Bloody Case! If you want to take revenge, you should go directly to Yexinju, instead of risking exposure to kill him as a weak scholar!

Shen Yin lowered his eyes, and the spring sun shone on his face that had just recovered from a serious injury, so white that it could directly penetrate the tiny blood vessels under the skin.

"He failed this assassination attempt, and there will definitely be a next time. Shen Yin Gongzi, your current situation is very dangerous!" Xing Yan looked at him and said again.

Shen Yin still shook his head. Mu Qingfeng patted him on the shoulder and shook it hard, which was considered a relief.

But he heard Duyang say: "The Moon Fan Workshop does not leave a dangerous person with unknown details, you don't want to say it, and we don't force it." But you have to be clear about one thing, with your thin body that has no power to restrain the chicken, once you leave the Moon Fan Workshop, you will definitely die. ”

The shoulders under the palm trembled slightly. Mu Qingfeng patted him lightly, hooked his lips and smiled secretly: his twilight is really ruthless enough to speak!

The warm breeze blows, bringing the scent of apricot blossoms.

Under the worried or waiting gaze of everyone, Shen Yin finally spoke slowly. And the first thing he said shocked everyone.

He said: "I am the young son of Cen Xiyuan in Beiliangpo, Cen Yin. ”