In this way, it is no wonder that the workshop has been opened, and no one has done anything, and a bunch of assassins have been injured by hidden weapons in the soil.

Yin Meng is really wary of Yu Weiran, if he wants to get it in the water, he even thinks of it in the soil.

"At the workshop yesterday, Yi Linhuai was also there."

"Yes, pretend to be a guard, blend in here, and protect Yin Meng's safety."

Luo Fuxue remembered that there was another person, but he didn't want to get to the bottom of it, and he must have been the same as Qingxing, Xiaobei and the like, all of whom were the guards of the straight heavenly song.

"It's not early, you go to bed early."

Yin Xi nodded: "Yes, Fuxue." ”

Yin boiled back to the house, and Luo Fuxue was about to go back to sleep, when a figure outside came in a hurry.

It's Steward Liu, at this time, there is probably something urgent.

She hurriedly greeted her: "Steward Liu, what's wrong?" ”

Steward Liu had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead: "Fuxue, did Yin Meng sleep?" ”

"How's it going?"

"Honglu Temple sent someone over, saying that it was Lord Yuan of Northern Qi, after returning from the Yinmeng banquet, he went out halfway for some reason, and the attendants who followed him were lost, and Honglu Temple sent people to look for them everywhere, but they were still missing."

Lord Yuan, is Yuan Shuai, the son of Xiangguo of Northern Qi?

Among the envoys this time, he was very young, about the same age as Yin Meng.

Luo Fuxue didn't pay special attention to him, and one thing can be confirmed, this person is more active and vivid than those decent messengers.

It's almost time now, it's late to go back to the Sifang Courtyard at this time, and he still goes out, if it's a leisurely stroll, he will definitely not leave the attendants and guards, if it is not intentional, it must have been designed.

The stakes are high, and it is not something that Luo Fuxue can handle.

She turned around and went into the house to call Yin Meng.

But he didn't want Yin Meng to get dressed and get up.

"Did you hear that?"

"Hmm."

"I'll go with you."

"No, you can sleep at home."

His expression was slightly dignified, and he could see that he was actually under pressure to entertain the envoy this time.

He looked tired, even when he was entertaining the messengers, his strength was overdrawn, he was exhausted, and he was a little drunk, so he was accompanied by Yin Xi, and Luo Fuxue was at home alone, and he couldn't rest assured.

"Let's go together, Steward Liu, prepare the carriage."

Honglu Temple, the main hall.

Two guards, two minions, beware of kneeling on the ground, began to tell the story of what had happened more than two hours ago.

Yin Meng's tonight is a banquet set up in the Royal Palace, Tianxi Palace.

After the feast, he first sent the envoys back to Honglu Temple, and then returned home himself.

About the time, it is the end of the time.

For the ancient people who went to bed early, it was 9 o'clock in the night, and it was already late at night.

After Yuan Shuai returned to Honglu Temple, he said that he wanted to go out for a walk, and the adults of Honglu Temple did not dare to stop him, so they sent two elites to follow him, and Yuan Shuai's own two personal minions, a group of five people went out.

A while and a half later, at the end of the day, the four of them returned in a panic, saying that they were next to Mao'er Hutong and separated from Yuan Shuai.

The two minions are also people with martial arts, and the two elites are even more extraordinary.

The four of them lost Yuan Shuai, a civil official, no matter how they said it.

Luo Fuxue didn't speak for a long time, so she listened to the formation of their meeting.

Take a look at Yin Meng and Murong Xi occasionally.

The expression is the same: solemn.

Yin Meng understood that he was entertaining the prince and had full authority to take responsibility for these times, and if these people had any doubts in his realm, he would not be able to escape the blame.

Murong Xi, better understand.

Yuan Shuai is now the leader of the young courtiers of the Northern Qi Dynasty, and he, the prince who returned to China, has to rely on the support and patronage of this group of people in many places.

Now, such a person is lost, and the entire Honglu Temple is rugged, and it has become a pot of porridge.

The four guards and minions who had lost their lives were also panicked and nervous.

Yin Meng's face was extremely cold, and he looked gloomy about to be rained.

Murong Xi's brows were furrowed, and the fist on his side was slightly clenched.

The second group of people sent by Honglu Temple to explore returned, and they found nothing.

Luo Fuxue thought of that wave of assassins, it wouldn't be that group of people who did it.

Listening to the guard's words, nothing seemed to have happened at that time, Mao'er Hutong was quiet, Yuan Shuai said that he wanted to relieve him, and the four of them escorted Yuan Shuai in.

When they arrived at a dark place, the four of them turned their backs, and heard Xiao Jie's voice, Yuan Shuai didn't tell them to turn around, and they didn't dare to turn around, and after waiting for a long time, they felt that something was wrong, and someone shouted "Adult", but no one answered, only to find that there was no one behind them, leaving only a puddle of water on the ground.

Four people, losing one person, or under their noses, things sound, but it's not so easy.

The room was gloomy, and Luo Fuxue's forensic resume for many years reported to her, sitting dry, and having a fart.

A person, not a house, a huge city, whether he walks by himself or is kidnapped, he must have the intention to hide, how to find it.

What is needed now is to confirm how the truth about how people have disappeared.

"Yin Meng, I want to go to Mao'er Hutong to have a look."

As soon as she said this, everyone turned their backs one after another.

I think about it, Fu Xue is on an errand in the Criminal Division, and the people in the Criminal Division are as careful as dust.

Yin Meng stood up: "Let's go together." ”

"Hmm."

Yin Meng, Murong Xi, Luo Fuxue, and five or six other people together arrived at Mao'er Hutong by moonlight.

Mao'er Hutong is a place far away from Honglu Temple.

There are all the same people living around, and there are no nightly entertainment stores or online stores, so it is very suspicious to come to such a place at this time.

Luo Fuxue turned to one of them: "How did you come here?" ”

That person was the guard of Honglu Temple, and he was also one of the four people who lost Yuan Shuai.

He replied: "Lord Yuan said that he wanted to walk around, but people didn't know it, and the ghost came here unconsciously." ”

"People don't know, ghosts don't know? How long have you been in the capital, and are you familiar with the cold alleys in the middle of the capital? ”

The man hurriedly said: "The slave is a native of Beijing, and he is very familiar with the streets and alleys of the capital. ”

"Therefore, this part of Mao'er Hutong is just a residential area, and there is nothing at night, do you know?"

"Yes."

"You didn't report Lord Yuan?"

The man hurriedly said: "The servant said, Lord Yuan said that he just came to see the customs and customs of the capital, and walked around, so he didn't follow the place that his subordinates pointed him out." ”

"Customs and customs, big nights, there are very few ghosts in feng shui."

As soon as her words came out, everyone was speechless, probably not expecting that Luo Fuxue would be like this in secret.

Yin Meng got used to it early.

Continuing her words, she asked the guards: "Lord Yuan, along the way, is there anything abnormal?" ”

The guard shook his head: "Nothing out of the ordinary. ”

"Go to the place where Lord Yuan relieved himself."

"Yes."

The guards led the way and led the people to the depths of the alley of Mao'er Alley.

Mao'er Hutong is a small winding alley, because from a high place, the winding shape resembles a worried cat, hence the name Mao'er Hutong.

Both sides of the alley, like the ancient hutongs in the capital, are full of people.

There are some civilians living here, and every courtyard door is a courtyard house, and there are some single-family families, which are relatively wealthy in this area.

This kind of densely populated place is very typical of dirty and messy.

Mao'er Hutong because it is under the root of the emperor's feet, and in the past few days, the envoys of the Northern Qi Dynasty have come to visit the imperial court to tidy up, and the alley has been repaired slightly clean, with a little bamboo, board cars, etc., or full of alleys.

These alleys are small, and most of the people in this alley make a living by pulling goods, so there are many carts, and many carts are parked in them, covered with a broken mat, and the name of who's house is written.

The lump of wood is not freshly stolen, so it is also safe to put it.

The guards led Luo Fuxue to a place, and there was another puddle of undried water stains on the ground, revealing a stream of urine.

A son of Xiangguo, who is in the corner of the house, does not dare to cheer in essence.

It can be seen that Murong Xi is indeed a little dull when he sees that stall.

In ancient times, although the public toilet was not enough for contemporary popularity, it was vaguely possible to see a big tree planted in front of the door of the house.

This is inconsistent with his identity as the son of the Northern Qi Xiangguo, and it is also indecent.

Unless, he himself has no regard for appearances.

Luo Fuxue looked at the guard: "He is here to relieve himself?" ”

"Yes."

"In addition to the voice of Xiao Xie in the times, you have also heard the voice."

The guard shook his head: "No." ”

Luo Fuxue looked at the big puddle of water stains, if according to the time the guard said, it has been more than a while, now it is spring, the spring breeze is blowing at night, in this alley, there is some alley wind, so long, this urine bubble is still so big.

This Yuan Shuai, the kidney effect is not too good.

Speaking of kidney efficacy, Yin Meng is not bad, Luo Fuxue has tasted it firsthand.

Turned to look at Yin Meng: "Yin Meng, otherwise you will pee next to here." ”

Hearing this, everyone was stunned.

The corners of Yin Meng's mouth twitched.

Luo Fuxue hurriedly smiled and squinted: "Just kidding, just kidding, I just thought, this soaked urine is not horse urine, it can be so big, normal people, they are in a hurry, and the amount of urine is only half of this soaked urine, and this soaked urine has been soaked for a long time, and the wind blows the leaves to dry, but there is such a big stall here, I thought that this soaked urine is about in doubt." ”

A woman, talking about a man's urine in such a high-sounding manner, everyone once again saw Luo Fuxue's "extraordinary".

Yin Meng looked at the soaked urine: "What do you see?" ”

Luo Fuxue touched her chin, thoughtfully: "I don't see anything, but I smell something, this urine is very angry, Lord Yuan not only has a huge bladder, but also definitely gets on fire." ”

Luo Fuxue said, squatted down, picked up a handkerchief, and actually took a little urine.

All of them were stunned.

Luo Fuxue picked up the handkerchief and put it under the lamp to look at it carefully: "It seems that Lord Yuan is very nervous, Yin Meng, I can confirm that Lord Yuan slipped away by himself." ”

"Is that what it is?"

Murong Xi pointed to the urine on the ground, which had no ironic benefit, it was completely curious.

He had heard that Luo Fuxue was working in the Criminal Division, but it was the first time he witnessed her handling of the case, and it was inevitable to be curious.

Luo Fuxue nodded: "Third prince, the urine of the human body will not reach this amount, you can see that between the cracks of this stone slab, there is a lot of urine, and it flows out so far, the wind has been blowing for so long, it has not been dried, this urine volume is very abnormal." ”

Although everyone was repeatedly frightened by her courageous remarks, they couldn't help themselves and were confused by her words.

"Secondly, you can see and smell it, the eyes of this urine are very yellow, and it is extremely sassy, even if the body is on fire, it is impossible to excrete urine with such a high concentration. Very Lord, high concentration and high flow, a normal body will not be loaded, and the body will collapse long ago, and Lord Yuan has worked hard for many days, and has other skills to wander around at night, and it can be seen that his body is excellent. ”

Colleagues will be suspicious, but this urine is indeed a little much, a little smelly and a little yellow.

Luo Fuxue squatted down: "You can also take a look at the shape of this soaked urine." ”

Several people endured the stench, and their eyes fell on the direction of Luo Fuxue's finger, the gray wall.

"I think you are all men, who has a history of unraveling in the field, so for humiliation, hide in an uninhabited alley to relieve yourself, and try to lean against the root of the wall, most of this urine is sprinkled on the wall, and flows down the wall against the root of the wall, and then wades out of a river along the root of the wall."