"En......" Xiao Wu pondered for a moment, and probably sorted out his thoughts, "Do you know this No. 1 killer Han Yue in the rivers and lakes?" ”

Killer? Hanyue? She shook her head, the name Han Yue, she had never heard Dou Lan mention it, and she had never heard anyone else mention it, but what does this have to do with Yu Pei? "Could it be that the owner of this jade pendant has been ...... by that killer" Cen Kexuan suddenly shuddered, his heart seemed to have been hit by a hammer, panicked, and his mind was at a loss. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Nope." Xiao Wu shook his head, "This jade pendant happens to be the killer's belongings. ”

"Wait—" she interrupted him with some urgency, "you say this is his possession?" ”

Xiao Wu nodded a little inexplicably, "It's close to you, and it should be an extremely important thing." Do you know how much Hanyue is worth? He regarded this thing as so important that it must be worth a fortune...... "As he said this, he did not forget to put gold on this jade pendant so that it could be sold for a good price.

Cen Kexuan had no intention of listening to the rest of his nonsense, only felt that there was nowhere to vent his thoughts for a while, and his chest was very tight. After stabilizing his chaotic mind, he stared at Xiao Wu's eyes, a little hesitant and a little anxious, as if he was suppressing something, he asked, "How old is the killer?" What is your real name? What does it look like? ”

"Can you ask one by one?" Xiao Wu glanced at her impatiently, seeing that her expression was tense, and her eyebrows were full of nervousness, he was a very smart person, and he just heard that she was going to buy this jade pendant, and he didn't care too much, at this moment, he looked at her expression carefully, and immediately guessed that this jade pendant must have something to do with her, so he said: "Well, it's hard to say how old you are, it looks like you're in your early twenties, and as for her appearance, she is very handsome." He glanced at Cen Kexuan and said reluctantly, but seeing her solemn face, he coughed embarrassedly, and continued: "Anyway, the eyes are cold, you know, those who do killers generally look like that, after all, there are countless lives on their hands, and they are stained with bloody ......."

As he babbled, Cen Kexuan's heart gradually sank with his words. In her early twenties, her brother was about five years older than her, and now she is exactly twenty-one twelve. As for the appearance, my brother was only twelve years old when he was separated, no matter how he said it, he was barely a child, and now that he has grown up, how similar will he be when he was a child? She couldn't guarantee it. I only vaguely remember that when I was a child, many aunts always liked to praise my brother for being good-looking.

But there is one thing she remembers very clearly, that is, her brother Cen Zifei has always been a warm person, which is why she still misses him crazy for so many years. Some experiences are forgotten, but the feeling is still there, and the more time passes, it will be fresher. How could he be a killer like that? How could it be like Xiao Wu said, with cold eyes? Something must have gone wrong. It must be.

She looked at Xiao Wu steadily, was silent for a long time, her voice returned to stability, and said word by word: "So, what about his name?" What is his real name? ”

Cen Kexuan's psychology at this time was very conflicted. The person she was looking for saw a clue, and she was both excited and apprehensive. He hoped that the killer Xiao Wu said was his brother, because this showed that Cen Zifei was still in the world, and maybe it was within her reach. At the same time, she vaguely hoped that it was not, because she didn't know how to face him like this. She didn't know what kind of mood and expression she should use to accept any kind of response from Xiao Wu.

At that moment, she thought a lot, but she didn't seem to think about anything, and her chaotic heart scattered like catkins, but she couldn't get it back.

Then, she heard Xiao Wu's answer.

"I don't know." He looked at her with some disdain, "The details of the killer are extremely secretive. If I hadn't happened to bump into him doing a crime, I wouldn't have known that he was the most valuable person on the killer list. ”

Cen Kexuan looked at him stunned for a long time, and finally, he lowered his eyes gently, and for some reason he breathed a sigh of relief for a moment. "Let's go out, don't you have no money, I'll invite you to dinner." She finally calmed down and looked at him directly, her eyes becoming unusually determined, "Then, you tell me slowly from beginning to end." ”

In the morning, the streets are not very lively, only people walk around the road in twos and threes. Luoyang as a prosperous big city, all kinds of shops are lined up one after another, with the majority of shops of fat powder calligraphy and painting, restaurants are among them, the construction is the most complicated and vast, a row of lanterns are hung in unison, and the light ink painting on the lamp cloth is the name of the signboard of the shop restaurant. In the daytime, these lanterns are not lit, but just by looking at them from a distance, you can imagine the prosperity of thousands of lanterns at night.

Xiao Wu was obviously excited, and when he saw a fat powder shop, he wanted to go in, saying that he was bringing it to his sister. Cen Kexuan was in the mood to ask his sister where he came from, so he only nodded numbly, he was really not interested in going in with him, so he stood in place and waited, thinking that it should not take much time.

As the sun gradually rose, she finally felt hot, and her legs were a little weak, so she pounded her legs for a while, and fanned the wind in her ears with her hands, and looked around boredly. Looking forward to it, he saw a person. It was a young man with a long sword on his back, with an indifferent expression, coming out of the pharmacy with a bag of medicine. He has a face as sharp as a knife, with well-defined contours, giving people an almost solitary meaning.

The man didn't notice Cen Kexuan, and hurriedly turned a corner into a small alley at the corner of the street, and there was no trace of him for a while.

That person reminded her of Chu Li, who she hadn't seen for a long time, and for some reason she looked at the direction he left in a daze, and when she finally came back to her senses, Xiao Wu had already come out with a smile. There were newly bought things in the purse, which were mysterious and mysterious, and they were not shown to Cen Kexuan. Cen Kexuan has something in his heart, how can he still be in the mood to investigate.

There is a slightly atmospheric restaurant at the end of the street, and after the two of them went up, Cen Kexuan specially asked for a quieter seat upstairs in order to isolate many complicated people. She let Xiao Wu order a few dishes he wanted to eat, and even ordered a pot of good wine, which can be said to be responsive until he was satisfied. After all, these expenses are nothing compared to the whereabouts of my brother.

Then, the two talked while eating, and within the time of the meal, Cen Kexuan roughly listened to Xiao Wu's intermittent description. From his account, the whole story goes back to more than two months ago.