Last night, the officials in charge of inspecting the scene at the border between Cangzhou and Sichuan and the arresting department of the two continents did not sleep well, just because two things happened.

The first is that someone obstructed the investigation of the case and planned to kill the investigator at the scene of the murder and destroy the body of the previous victim. The second thing is that this murderer actually succeeded, and took advantage of the dark moon and high wind to steal the body of the Cangzhou who died in the line of duty.

At this time, when Ming Sichang and Mo Feiyu, who had been busy all night, were eating the Sichuan bean curd, which was famous for its spicy taste, Liu Xue, the second-level arresting director who was responsible for arresting the murderer in Cangzhou, led people to break into the Tiankexiang Inn where his cousin was arranged by the famous 'Light Sword Wenzhou' in Sichuan and had some talent in martial arts.

On this day, although the name of the pilgrim inn is famous in the Sichuan continent according to the dishes, and there are many people who come to eat every day, it is not the property of the Zhong family.

It's easy to open a store these days, but it's not easy to open a profitable store.

It is probably because of the signing of the Treaty of Mountains and Rivers for only ten years, although the market in various places has improved, and there are many talents who have emerged as the saying goes. But after all, it did not reach its heyday.

As the saying goes: those who can remember a war must be those who have been eroded by the war, and a war will take nearly a hundred years to rest and recuperate, not to mention that the war has lasted for more than a hundred years.

The one who opened the shop doesn't have some connection with the local and even those officials in the court?

In fact, it doesn't matter if it's okay, it's okay if the store is not famous and the dishes are very poor. As long as you have a little fame, even if you have a backer behind you, you have to give some gold, silver and jewelry, and the beautiful singer gives the local sesame mung bean officials as a gift.

This is the wise saying from the mouth of the so-called street gentleman: 'A strong dragon does not suppress the snake on the ground.' ’

Even Zhong Tianhe, the head of the Zhong family, who is an official in the court, has to take out three or four tenths every year to distribute some sweetness to officials of all sizes.

Ten years ago, when I encountered troubled times, life was the first, and money was also the first. Those who have no money cannot save their lives by going to the front line to fight, and those who have money cannot save their lives by hiding at home and being killed for money.

Ten years later, the world is peaceful, money is the first, life is the second. Those who have no money take risks to rob and kill people, are beheaded and show their lives to the public, and those who have money spend all day drinking and boiling their bodies to death in the end.

Although it is not clear what it is about bribery, in these three places, four continents and five elements, you can pull a person on the street at will, as long as you don't have a head on your buttocks, you know one or two truths implied in it.

And on this day, the owner behind the scenes of the Kexiang Inn seems to have a noble sentiment of 'out of the mud but not stained, clear ripples but not demons'. But what is strange is that the officials of this Sichuan continent turn a blind eye to it.

Neither did he come to the door to find fault, nor did he wear small shoes behind his back.

Liu Xue was already very unhappy with this rumored colleague whose fame overshadowed him, and it was simply unbearable for these two plague gods to let one of their subordinates die innocently last night.

So he didn't care about the case of the woman in red who killed three black-clothed people in a row on Jingjie Avenue of Apocalypse, and rushed in directly to fight for an explanation with these two.

But these two immortals are here to eat bean curd leisurely?

She suppressed the anger she was about to burst out like thunder, and lightly pressed the handle of the knife that could split people in half from beginning to end with a single knife, and said unceremoniously: "The two of you really have this kind of leisure, drinking a bowl of spicy bean curd unique to Chuanzhou, my belly is warm, but it chills the hearts of those comrades who have died." ”

Mo Fei didn't look back, and took a bite of the bean curd and ate it, as if the attraction of this bean curd was much stronger than that of the fellow disciples who moved the crowd to ask for sin. After taking a bite, he fought back: "Didn't Lord Liu say that there was a case of three people being killed over there? Why is the case investigated? After the investigation, it is better to sit down and drink bean curd to calm down the anger in your heart, angry women will get old, you see that I am not angry, no matter how you look at it, it is also that fair girl." ”

Liu Xue immediately glared angrily, with a swish in her hand, the knife on her waist was unsheathed. If it weren't for an older catcher next to her, he grabbed her and whispered in her ear, "If you can't bear it, you will make a big plan." "She has already slashed this arrogant and narcissistic girl.

Suddenly thinking of the dead girl who said that 'angry women will get old', I thought that I am not a heroine like me now, and I don't have that discerning hero to worship under my black trapper, but my complexion is not as good as day by day. It's just an eyes-opener.

Immediately changed his smile like a ghost, but his tone was as good as before: "If my death is not clear, how can I ......"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Ming Sichang holding a spoon in one hand and filling his mouth with bean curd unhurriedly, and raised one hand and pointed to the door, "The case happened at the border of my Cangzhou." Walk slowly, don't send. ”

At this time, there were already a lot of spectators in the hall, although they did not come forward to participate in this lively struggle, but in front of Liu Xue, they said a word to those friends who came to eat breakfast together, and pointed out the country with chopsticks.

Liu Xue was immediately furious, and was about to take these people who didn't know what to do with the crime of 'obstructing the arrest of the case' to take these people to the prison and entertain them with a leather whip and vice, but she heard someone upstairs sneer: "It turns out that Liu Xue of these six doors is a waste who can't even fight a straw bale." ”

As soon as these words came out, the eunuchs present trembled in their hearts.

Although the arresting division of these six doors is not a big official, it directly belongs to His Majesty the current emperor, even the local officials dare not speak like this, isn't this a clear slap in the face of Hejing?

It seems that this man is either a madman or a fool.

Liu Xue shouted upstairs: "The one who wants to die will get out of here!"

I saw a young man in a gray shirt with his hair scattered behind his head and a black belt tied around his waist stepping on the carved mahogany ladder and walking down, and on closer inspection, his appearance was three points similar to the catcher who let him go out, but in temperament, he was like two people, one was as light as water, and the other was smiling and gloomy.

Everyone didn't dare to gasp, as if they knew that this guy was a ruthless person.

The man didn't pay attention to Liu Xue, but walked to the side with brisk steps, bowing his head and not saying a word, just eating bean curd, but his expression was slightly abnormal, Mo Feiyu was about to open his mouth to ask about the origin of this person, he had already bent down, and said in a voice that only Ming Sichang and Mo Feiyu could hear: "Do you know the answer to the case three years ago?"

Hearing only a crisp sound, the soup spoon in Mo Feiyu's hand had already fallen on the wooden board made of mahogany.

She looked at the young man she had never seen in the slightest, but felt familiar and slightly older than the average teenager, and her voice trembled, "Who are you?"

The young man looked into her eyes and smiled, "I'm your brother, sister." ”