"Who's the murderer?" "I don't know." Li Zesi put down the teacup: "This thing is too ......" and took it deeply: "It's too weird, it's too weird, it's too coincidental." He glanced at Zhou Hui, who immediately waved his hand to dismiss the servants around him, so he continued, "As soon as the matter came out, I followed the people of Dali Temple to see it." The scene was very miserable, blood was splattered everywhere, but I have to say that the work was not bad. ”

"What do you mean?" Li Zesi was very uncomfortable by Shenluo's cruel tone. "With a knife, the head was neatly cut off." Shen Luo said as he gestured with his hand, "There is no sign of struggle all over the body, and it seems that the murderer is leaning towards him at all." The scene and the entire Second Prince's Mansion and even the radius were rummaged through, except for the swords worn by the guards, they could not find any swords that could be used as murder weapons. Judging by the incision in the neck, it should be a frontal and accurate blow, but interestingly, shouldn't the frontal cut be enough? But the man continued to exert his strength, as if he was cutting tofu, stabbing through the neck bone and splitting the bone into two pieces. ”

Li Zesi heard a cold breath on his neck: "Is it necessary to say so detailed?" Shen Luo showed his neat snow-white teeth and smiled brightly: "I just want to explain that the murderer is still a rough man after all." "How?" "It would be more correct to do this, and the blade slides through the cracks in the bones. This is art. The mystic sorcerer looked at Fukara's enchanted eyes in disgust: "Who is so perverted? The latter slowly sent his tea down: "For example, me." ”

Li Zesi stood up abruptly and said coldly, "You stay away from me." Fukara snorted disdainfully through his nose and didn't say a word. The confrontation between the two people caused the temperature in the room to plummet. Zhou Hui was already a little upset, he was so disturbed by them, and he didn't come over to play the round like in the past, he just lowered his head and turned his thoughts, and after a while, he suddenly asked a question: "Who do you think the murderer is?" He deliberately emphasized the word "feel". Li Zesi shook his head, he had no clue. And Shen Luo responded in a brisk tone: "Except for the faceless guy, everyone else is almost there." Zhou Hui stood up and paced: "Really?" ”

He had a grudge against Zhu Zhi, and he cut off two passers-by on the spot, which is not an obvious matter. Replacing those ordinary nobles and guards, it is difficult to kill a chicken, where can it compare to the well-trained cattle under His Highness? King Wu's feet stopped: "The eldest brother won't hand over anyone." After a pause, he said, "I wish there was someone else." "Why?" "Because I'm not ready to see them fight." The fifth prince sat down lonely, his face gloomy.

After Shen Luo came out of King Wu's mansion, the sky was already bright, and there were more and more people coming and going on the street. Coming out of the secluded side street and turning two corners, it is the official road of Tianyuan, on both sides of the road has been routinely sprinkled and cleaned, the thick shade of the trees sifted the fresh morning sun into a beautiful shape on the ground, people walk in it refreshed. He walked aimlessly along the right side of the road, thinking about what he had seen in the morning. The corpses soaked in pools of blood, the soaked books around them, the wailing family members and slaves, these tragic scenes needless to mention, but what he cares about is the thin man who has been in a sluggish state at the scene.

He should be the younger brother of the deceased, he also met him when Zhu Zhi brought him to give him a return gift last time, and it seems that he is being desperately carried into the officialdom by his eldest brother. But now the eldest brother died so suddenly, and the younger brother was like being scared stupid, and he didn't even have tears. That kind of burning eyes, I don't know why he feels annoying. From now on, this kid is afraid that he will have a bond with that faceless guy, but ordinary people can't win monsters after all. If you don't rely on secret arts, even if you are experienced in a hundred battles, you don't dare to say that you are 100% sure that you can easily put down the ugly cow. The hateful-looking man, judging by his silent but effective attacks, was a ghost returning from a battlefield littered with corpses.

Shen Luo clearly remembered that Zhou Ming, the eldest prince of the Great Prince, who had been fighting outside, had such an extra person by his side, which was a recent thing. Have you been keeping it outside, and finally brought it back to show people? Shen Luo thought with a sneer. In addition, there was another thing that caught his attention: what is that fast catcher called? Dugu Sheng's words to Zhu Yu in private. Here's what he said: "I saw this kind of decapitation a few days ago. At that time, Fukara, who was accustomed to wandering outside all night without sleeping all night, did not show up when he arrived at the scene as soon as possible, but hid in the wall and peeked through the cracks in the stones. This conversation is clearly engraved in his mind:

"You've seen it?" "Yes, but not murder, but a wild dog, whose head was cut off with a knife." Dugu Sheng said while gesturing to his boss: "At that time, someone was smashed in the alley, and the dog next to him was cut off by a knife. Zhu Yu didn't blame his subordinates for not reporting it, he just shook his head and replied, "Whether it's a coincidence or not, you have to check to find out." "Practice. - The word popped into Shen Luo's mind for the first time, and until now, he still has a strong feeling that he thinks:

It was the murderer who was practicing, and it was the murderer who practiced it, so there was a real battle this morning. But if it's an ugly cow, why practice? Confused by his own thoughts, he unconsciously walked to the middle of the road, not even hearing the sound of horses' hooves coming from behind him. It wasn't until a voice roared violently behind him, and several leather whips whipped down with the sound of the wind, that he was startled, and dodged lightly, avoiding the whipping in the slightest. Someone immediately shouted: "Stop! Shen Luo flashed into the shade of the tree, and the few people didn't have the heart to provoke, and they wanted to get out of the way, but the people in the car seemed to be quite interested in him, and someone jumped out of the car and stepped forward with a courteous face: "Is it Shen Gongzi?" The minions were blind just now, I didn't see it, I'm sorry. ”

"Oh." Shen Luo was absent-minded, but when he looked up, he saw that the carriage in front of him seemed to be a little exaggerated. The huge and ornate purple curtains, the disgustingly coloured chariot circumference, the deliberately shaped wheels, the horses that pulled the chariots were draped in capes covered with gold filigree patterns, and the horsewhips held by the coachmen seemed to be rare objects made of expensive materials. The man in charge of greeting Shen Luo was an armed attendant who appeared to be of high status, and the sword hanging from his waist was more like a stick full of jade gems than a weapon.

Shen Luo patted his head: This style, isn't it clear that it is...... "His Royal Highness the Wing King of my family asked the little one to ask you, have you read the post given to you?" "Oh, I've seen it." Shen Luo had no choice but to answer, "I understand His Highness's good intentions, but I'm just worried that if I go to the mansion, it will affect His Second Highness." The voice was not high, but the people in the car obviously heard it, because someone inside coughed, and the attendant quickly lowered his head and bent down to listen to what was being said inside. The voice of the speaker was not high, revealing a kind of casual laziness, which was crisp and floating than the average male voice: "Shen Gongzi, I am sincere." Shen Luo symbolically arched his hand: "I understand under it." ”

"If you come, I happen to have a vacancy here, which was just vacated this morning." Zhu Zhi who lost his head? Shen Luo thought to himself. "I'm looking for you, it's just a small talk, if Xiao Wu doesn't let go, I'll go and tell him." Shen Luo raised his head, "Second Highness, don't bother, I will definitely come to visit." The person in the car seemed to laugh, and then suddenly asked, "Who does King Wu think killed me?" The question came unexpectedly, but Shen Luo was very calm: "The Fifth Highness is not good at judging cases, so he can't guess." "Oh. If you check it, Xiao Wu won't protect the short, right? "I don't think so."

"I think so." Shen Luo seemed to be able to feel the smile of the person in the car stop abruptly, "I hate this kind of thing the most, but some people want to do it." After that, without waiting for Shen Luo to reply, Bai Ju in the car waved his hand, and the coachman took the horse's head neatly and continued to move forward. The ugly cow was not taken to Dali Temple for questioning, and Zhu Yu did not insist on it. The words that came from the taciturn prince Yuan Wang Zhou Ming were succinct and to the point: "The ugly cow will not do this. No matter how to explain the importance of this homicide case, the other party's answer is just like this, what can Zhu Yu and the others do? This kind of news was spread in Tian Yuan's officialdom as gossip, and no matter what he said or listened to, he shrunk his neck and showed an expression of understanding:

Is the contradiction between King Yuan and King Yi finally clear? Both of them are deeply favored by the saints, and as powerful figures in the country, it is a miracle that the prince war, which should have been vigorously launched a long time ago, has only surfaced until now. This kind of complicated matter, Zhou Hui, who has always had the courage to watch from the sidelines, feels a headache as long as he thinks about it. In the past few days, he has been muttering things like "stay away", "don't go anywhere", "it's better to study", and most of the time is spent in Wenwen and in the secluded mansion.

Later, even Wenwen's eldest sister Wen Yan began to annoy him a little, and every time she saw Zhou Hui coming to the door, she put down the giant stone incense burner and stone lock in her hand, and shouted at him: "Your Royal Highness!" Don't eat roast pig today, the oil and water are so big every day, I can't stand it! Wenwen's second sister, Wen Yan, followed and said cool words next to her: "The fifth highness is here to eat and see three, and the vegetables packed back every day are enough to eat for half a year." After all, King Wu was not angry at all, on the contrary, he liked Wenwen's two strange sisters very much, so although he was older than them, he still put on a little brother's expression and did not make a mistake.

Generally speaking, King Wu basically does not stay in the house except for breakfast at his own house. And if he goes to the secluded house, Li Zesi will definitely follow. Zhou Hui knew that the mystical warlock was worried about his friend, Yue Feng. Since Yue Feng closed himself, Li Zesi did not insist on breaking this barrier. But he told King Wu about those people insulting Yue Feng. Zhou Hui sighed after hearing this, and didn't ask anyone, meaning that the matter would be over. Li Zesi tried to praise Yue Feng's paintings to Zhou Hui several times, but Wu Wangdu just shook his head with a smile and said, "Don't mix it blindly if you don't understand." If you want to hang his paintings, just hang them, just don't let me see them. ”

Zhou Hui did not like Yue Feng's style, which he never hidden, on the contrary, on various occasions, he had to severely criticize this so-called freehand, believing that this style of painting was just a means to try to hide his lack of painting skills, the lack of fine observation of things, the rough and secular atmosphere, and the lack of a distant and elegant style, which was not enough. Sometimes, Li Zesi was annoyed by King Wu, and Zhou Hui interrupted him with hanging eyes: "He is so powerful, the secluded mansion can't accommodate it!" Li Zesi had no choice but to shut up. Especially later, Zhou Hui told him in private: Dali Temple is also in Zha Yuefeng.

"I haven't figured out what to do yet." King Wu turned the pages of the book in annoyance, "Lord Zhu gave me face over there, and it was not made public, but no matter what, your friend is still suspicious." Li Zesi was very unhappy, but he still suppressed the fire and said, "What suspicion is he about?" "The recent enmity with Zhu Zhi should also include him - the black market incident, isn't it because of him?" The mystic sorcerer didn't even bother to defend himself, just coldly threw out two words: "Just him?" "Yue Feng, who is short, cowardly, and still looks like a child at the age of twenty-five, in Li Zesi's eyes, even Wenwen can easily defeat him. Zhou Hui should have thought of it too, so he didn't refute it, but just said, "Of course I know that he is a waste that can't be used for anything......"

Li Zesi's anger reached the extreme in an instant: "Yes, in the eyes of the princes, of course the poor are waste, because he can't even afford a knife, how can he kill people?" Thanks to the people, all his paintings have become waste paper, and I am afraid that they will be wasted forever in the future. Zhou Hui realized that he had said the wrong thing, but after all, he was the prince and the master of Li Zesi, and no matter how tolerant he was, his face immediately sank after listening: "Did I make him a waste?" This kind of thing, if you don't have it, you don't have it, even if you draw a thousand, ten thousand, paint for a lifetime, and paint until you die, it's all waste paper! ”

Li Zesi stood up: "I'm not feeling well, forgive me for retiring." Zhou Hui was so angry that he threw the book: "Leave early and don't care!" Li Zesi didn't even pay attention, turned around and stepped down from the pavilion in a few big steps, and heard Zhou Hui shouting behind him: "It's useless to just say, he is suspicious!" The mystic sorcerer turned his head and roared in the direction of King Wu, "That morning, I saw him sitting in the attic, this is all right!" Immediately, Li Zesi walked out of Zhou Hui's sight with stiff steps as fast as possible.