The flower girl is dead. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe cause of death was that he could not bear the pressure and hanged himself.

The Moon Fan Workshop, and even the entire Flower Willow Lane, were in a strange atmosphere on this day. Twilight and the proprietress have been floating in the fireworks willow field for many years, and they have long been accustomed to people's fingers. However, the more casual they are, the more strange people's eyes become.

The red girl doesn't live in the twilight, and it is too cold in the cold winter moonlit night, so Qianxing sent her back to rest early.

The moon was cold and the stars were scarce, and the courtyard was covered with a thick layer of snow, and the red girl almost shrunk her whole person in her jacket, and went out directly from the verandah, not paying attention to the dark figure in front of the stone table under the camphor tree.

"Why don't you go back to the house and sit on such a cold day?" Yu Guang swept his eyes, but there was no junior girl. Qianxing shook his head, feeling helpless, "It's you who is willful, and it's you who hurts." ”

Twilight looked up, the light from the snow shining back on her fair face.

"If you don't want to talk, I'll accompany you. As if noticing her expressionless face, Qianxing tugged at her sleeve and covered her hand resting on the stone table. When I accidentally touched it, it was like ice.

Twilight looked away indifferently.

After a long time, her light voice came: "I have no intention of letting her die." ”

The person next to him didn't respond, and Twilight looked back at him, the corners of her mouth slightly hooked, with a slight sneer. Qianxing opened her eyes and said in a voice that was lighter than hers: "You know better than me the truth of the weak eating the strong. Twilight, you should be glad that you are strong. ”

Then there was silence.

Qianxing suddenly stood up, and when Twilight was still defenseless, he suddenly picked her up and walked towards the room.

"I know you're unhappy, but please be considerate of the healer's kindness. ”

Twilight, who was leaning on his chest, couldn't help frowning: "I'm not unhappy. ”

"Well, you're not unhappy. ”

Qianxing's kindness made Twilight speechless, but Twilight Yang made up her mind, she must find out the details of the person behind Ling Yuelou.

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"Senior brother, it's terrible to go to the morgue in the middle of the night, okay?" Qingyuan complained reluctantly, but his body was very honest, and he didn't hesitate to follow Xing Yan's pace.

Xing Yan cautiously pushed open the door and told her, "Be quiet, don't be discovered." ”

Qingyuan couldn't help but roll his eyes, the morgue of his own mansion, what was he afraid of being known.

"I'm here to test my own guesses, too many people know it's not good. Xing Yan didn't have to guess to know what Qingyuan was slandering, and directly found Hua Niang's body familiarly.

He tore Hua Niang's clothes, and Qingyuan hurriedly covered his face: "Senior brother, you are a hooligan." ”

Xing Yan ignored her and checked herself. Qingyuan opened her fingers slightly, and heard Xing Yan call her: "Come and see." ”

"Oh. Qingyuan obediently approached the corpse, looked up and down, and praised, "I can't see that Hua Niang's figure is so good." ”

"Look here. Xing Yan pointed to the cinnabar mole on Hua Niang's chest.

Qing Yuan immediately took out the magnifying glass inserted in his back waist, observed it carefully, and then gave Xing Yan a thumbs up with an amazed face: "Cinnabar moles are very common, and they usually don't pay attention to them when they do an autopsy. ”

Thinking about it, I was puzzled, "Senior brother, Hua Niang shouldn't have participated in the Baizihu bloody case, and Ziwei Palace can't take revenge on her." Moreover, in these cases, the murderers did not deliberately cover up the mysteries, so why did they bother to falsify the scene of the suicide this time? Unless...... The murderer doesn't want us to know that he killed Hua Niang!" Qing Yuan suddenly raised his head, hit Xing Yan's chin, grinned in pain, and didn't forget to finish his speculation, "Could it be that Hua Niang's death was an accident?"

Xing Yan touched his aching chin and shook his head slightly, this is really hard to say. But there is one thing he can be sure of: "The one who knows that Hua Niang has a cinnabar mole in this position must be his own person, so that he can make the Xuan silk wind through the cinnabar mole accurately at the moment of shooting." ”

"Uh......" Qingyuan said, "Hua Niang is the old bustard in the green building, and there should be many people who know that she has cinnabar moles in this location......

Xing Yan looked stunned: "It seems to make sense." ”

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After Hua Niang's death, there was speculation that Twilight would take the opportunity to take Lingyue Tower, however, for several days, Twilight never moved. In the end, it was Ling Meiren who took out the reward money of the usual Lane guests when the girls were desperate and reopened Lingyue Tower, but compared with the past, Lingyue Tower is much poorer now.

Twilight was not much surprised to hear the news. That was the promise made by the person behind Ling Yuelou to Ling Meiren.

She wasn't worried about how much movement Ling Yuelou could make after the heavy damage now, she only cared about the person behind Ling Yuelou. However, for most of the year, she couldn't find out the slightest clue.

When she thought about it, she felt upset. Coupled with the torture of menstruation, the twilight sun has not had a good face these days, so that the girls dare to leave the house at dusk unless there is an urgent or major event.

"I have a way to maybe get a rough idea of who this person is?"

Twilight Yang hugged the purple fox and leaned on the warm couch, and raised her eyebrows while drinking porridge and asked Qianxing, "What way?"

"Backwards. ”

Backwards?

If you can know who the other party is by simple speculation, it would be too insulting to her Moon Fan Fang's powerful intelligence system!

Qian Xing ignored the suspicion in her eyes and walked straight to the table, grinding and grinding. Twilight gestured to him suspiciously, and took his ink-soaked pen.

"Before that, with the power of the Moon Fan Fang, is there any news that can't be found, or it's difficult to check?"

Dui Yang pondered for a while, and wrote: Jinling Royal, Wanren Villa.

She looked up and saw a gentle smile on Qianxing's face, and for a moment, it dawned on her.

"Figure it out for yourself. Qianxing pulled out the hundred-bone fan on his waist, gently tapped the palm of his hand, and left.

Twilight returns her gaze to the rice paper.

Today's saint and martial arts can level the world, and the literature can determine the country, and its wisdom and martial arts are unique in the world. Unless it is information that the royal family is willing to disclose to the public, no one can find out.

Wanren Villa is impregnable, and the news is also difficult to check.

Who has fought her several times?

If it is said that the identity of the Dusun Ziwei Palace is exposed, the Holy Lord has already issued an order to encircle and suppress her, so why bother to fight with her?

Excluding the Jinling Royal, there will only be one Wanren Mountain Villa left.

Ling Meiren once said that she had offended too many people without knowing it, but from the old owner Jiang Lao to the slave doorman, who did she offend?

Twilight Yang ordered Chuxiao to bring all the news about Wanren Villa, and nested on the warm couch for an afternoon. Until she saw a name, she felt something strange. The news about this man is only one page, and on the whole it can be described in two words, eight words--the face is like a brocade, and he is eager to go.

The former describes this person as good-looking, and the latter means that the men who have seen her are crazy about her.

Of course, there are very few men who have seen her, but it is not excluded that the son of the Shuai Mansion, Gu Minheng.