Zhifang died, holding the scroll in her hand. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Xia Su knew that the nameless painting was precious, and she also knew that Zhifang cared about this painting very much, but the real painting made people replace it with a fake painting.

She couldn't blurt it out, but she was almost sure that Zhifang's death was related to the painting, which made her feel a little responsible for a stranger.

"Miss Xia is frightened, right? Do you want me to send someone to send you back first? "Wu Qihan, the host, is very dedicated.

Zhao Qinghe is like a **** brother, "Thank you Second Master Wu, but there have been thieves in the city recently, and I am not worried about the people of Second Master, but I really can't rest assured on the road, she still walks well with me." ”

Wu Qihan didn't insist either. Xia Su was here, his mood was unconscious, and he was actually better, but because of Zhao Qinghe's presence, he couldn't talk to her more.

"Someone from the government has come." Zhao Qinghe said succinctly.

But I saw a dozen or so people hurrying and running out of the dim path, mostly dressed in gray and blue official clothes.

Headed by the head, it is not the original fat catcher, although it is not as tall as Zhao Qinghe, and his figure is also hard and hard, and he is a martial artist at first glance. When he ran closer, he saw his appearance clearly, full of oily hair and powder, and a pair of narrow fox eyes, not like a bad person, and certainly not a good person.

What's even more interesting is that he is dressed in a green shirt and dressed as a literati.

This person saw Zhao Qinghe as soon as he came up, but he quickly ignored it and only called Second Master Wu.

Wu Qihan can do business in Suzhou, and he has greeted black and white in advance, so he naturally recognizes him and says Master Dong.

Xia Su immediately felt that the reason why people should constantly enrich themselves is to avoid being shallow at this time.

Who said that the master must have a beard? And who said that the master must be powerless?

Obviously, he also has fox eyes, oily and powdery, and his body is like a master with an iron body.

After listening to Wu Qihan's story, he personally took someone to the pavilion to see the corpse, and then assigned tasks to his subordinates. Ask the people of Mogu Zhai, search for traces of falling water around the pond or other suspicious ones, collect the list of guests who have come and gone in the past few days, including those who have been invited to the banquet tonight, carry the corpses back to the ya, and hand them over to the servants to examine the cause of death.

Wu Qihan mentioned that Zhao Qinghe fished up the body and suggested that he dismiss the guests and clear the venue.

Master Dong seems to have heard it, and only attributed all the credit to Wu Qihan, saying that he dealt with it very well and saved him a lot of effort. He was obviously quite interested in the painting, so he opened it on the spot and asked Wu Qihan if he knew the origin of the painting.

In this matter, Wu Qihan doesn't know as much as Zhao Qinghe.

Because, the best connoisseur in the world can't appreciate a painting with rotten paper and ink, and Wu Qihan doesn't know Zhifang, has never entered Zhifang's house, and has never seen Song Huizong's nameless treasures, so naturally he can't even guess it.

Master Dong went to supervise his subordinates to collect evidence, and Zhao Qinghe saw that he had nothing to do, so he said goodbye to Wu Qihan.

"Second Master Wu has set off to Beijing tomorrow. I can't rest early tonight, I'm going to work hard for you. If there is anything that needs my help, although Wu Erye speaks, as long as I can do it, I will do my best. ”

Wu Qihan thanked him, "When I come back from Beijing, I will invite the two of you to dinner." His eyes fell on Xia Su, "Miss Xia is skillful, the goods are very good, and I hope to cooperate more in the future." ”

Xia Su nodded, "Boss Wu has a smooth journey, go early and return early, and go home in time for the New Year." ”

Wu Qihan's eyes had some indescribable emotions, and when he smiled, the spring breeze blew the peach blossoms, "Definitely." In any case, we can't forget to have a New Year's dinner with Miss Xia. ”

Belch? She doesn't mean that.

Xia Su wanted to explain, but Zhao Qinghe grabbed the second master and didn't have to send him off, so he turned around and left. In order to keep up with his big steps of chasing the stars and catching the moon, she couldn't say another word to Wu Qihan.

Get on the old horse, sit in the old car, go out of the noisy night, enter the quiet night, the streets and alleys are blown by the lights, almost no one, occasionally pass by the wine shop restaurant, close the window and drop the curtain, and the figure reflected is also very quiet in the noisy.

Seeing that there were still a few streets away from Zhao's mansion, Zhao Qinghe suddenly whistled, whipped the whip to urge the old horse, the old car trembled and screamed with the old wooden shelf, and rolled over the bluestone slab crookedly, as if he was about to fly out, completely sobering up Xia Su, who was napping.

"What's wrong?" She grabbed the door slats with both hands and squinted at Zhao Qinghe as he drove the car into a dark alley.

"There's a tail." Zhao Qinghe rolled the reins and shouted twice, and at the same time raised his chin to the side, the movement of the car was neat, but his expression was not nervous at all, and he smiled and showed his white teeth, "Find a quiet place to solve him." ”

Xia Su looked at it, and there was a black shadow on the roof, pulling his legs like a bow, falling tiles silently, his body was as light as a swallow, and it was like a black smoke and wind, scattered with vigor.

"Is it Zhifang's murderer?" The hazel eyes are full of moonlight, and the moonlight flows slowly, forming a river under the eyes.

"Or maybe it's someone who has a painting? Or a burglar? Galloping out of the alley, an open field appeared in an instant, Zhao Qinghe pulled the rope tightly, the old horse stopped, panting and unable to lift his head, "No matter which one it is, just look at the excitement, I don't want to go to Wu Erye's New Year's dinner alone, and let people say that I don't take care of my sister well." ”

Zhao Qinghe jumped out of the car, his wet clothes had already steamed his body temperature almost dry, and the wind puffed up his sleeves and slapped the back of his clothes.

He turned to face Xia Su and the night shadow falling from the wall, and slowly grabbed the corner of his clothes, tucked them into his belt, rolled up his sleeves again, and stood still.

When the moon is in the sky, the pair of muscular and toned copper arms are brightened, his facial features seem to be carefully carved in an instant, the facial contours are cold and proud, the sword eyebrows and sword eyes, the cliff nose peak, and the lotus-colored lips with a smile are all rubbed, and mixed with shadows, like an uninhibited wind, which can be cordial at any time, but in fact, it is ruthless and cold, thousands of miles away.

Xia Su didn't dare to look at it, just like him, he turned his head and stared at the black shadow as if it was drifting, getting closer and closer.

Zhao Qinghe's eyesight was better than Xia Su's, and he recognized the black shadow's cyan robe, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he put down the posture of preparing to move, "Brother, didn't you pretend not to know just now?" I'm not a woman, so I won't be moved to chase after me like this. ”

"your stinking!" The man in green shirt laughed, seeing that he was about to pass past Xia Su, he suddenly did a backflip, his chic figure suddenly took on a bad breath, and his palm turned into a knife and slashed at Xia Su, "Let me see your woman's ability!" ”

Zhao Qinghe was angry, "She's Su-"

The knife in his hand was imminent, but the body jumping in mid-air couldn't hold back, and the man in green shirt thought that he was going to fall on Xia Su, but the person who was under his nose suddenly disappeared. He hit the car, startling the old horse and hissing.

Where is Xia Su's shadow in the car?

The man in the green shirt turned his head to look, hey, the girl was a foot away from him, and she was lowering her head to smooth her clothes, and her skirt was like water's edge, gently pushing. (To be continued.) )