Luckily, it didn't take much time to find the long-term follower. Shortly after the train departed, a handyman wandering in a carriage below the second class found the long-term attendant hiding there in a pantry - and he was quickly taken away by several train company security guards and locked up in a small black room.

Huang Yang guessed the process and cause of the incident, the only thing that was not quite correct was that he did not drug his master, but Lei Moumou drank a little wine and took some calming pills and slept grogily, and after being stabbed a few times, he only snorted twice - in the words of the elder follower: "It is not as big as when my family killed pigs." "At the time of stopping at the Luzhou station, both the murderer and the deceased were handed over to the local yamen. After a short pause, the train continued to rumble north.

For solving a murder case so cleanly, Huang Yang thinks that he has made great contributions, and he keeps bragging about how Di Renjie is possessed and Bao Longtu is reincarnated in Hua Fangfu. Cheng Qi took this opportunity to hide in a small building to become a unification, spread out a few blank sheets of paper, and began to write a new story: "Murder on the Orient Express".

The story takes place on the express train of the Eastern Railway Company from Qingdao, the famous detective Luo Bo meets a successful businessman who seems to have mixed with the society, Lei Laohu, and his cronies Li Wenyuan, the story begins with the first encounter between Luo Bo and Lei Laohu in the train restaurant......

Huang Yang, who had blown enough cowhides, finally came back and was ready to receive the update, but he didn't expect his good friend to be a pit digging maniac, a pit has not subsided, and a pit is coming to invade again. Although he complained a few times, Huang Yang still picked up the manuscript paper and read: "Isn't this today's story...... I'll have to see how you make me look good......"

Of course, Huang Yangjun was very dissatisfied: "Why do you want to say that I am a middle-aged five-foot man who is as short and fat as a watermelon?" No, this place needs to be changed and rewritten. ”

"It's a stroke of genius, I won't change it." Cheng Qi threw away the pen: "Emma, your hand is going to break...... Nadeshiko come and put a hot towel on me. ”

Nadeshi was already waiting on the side, and Wu Liwei also came over: "Xiao Langjun, you are really hard, why don't you rest for a while, let me catch the knife and write a few lines for you." ”

Cheng Qi was enjoying the tenderness of Nadeshiko, and when he heard his words, he suddenly slapped his thigh; "yes, I'm stupid, really! Come, come, you write, I'll dictate. Hey, it's long overdue...... I'm also going to take a break. ”

As he spoke, he leaned on the body of the Nadeshiko girl, and rubbed back and forth between the warm fragrance of nephrite, obviously satisfied.

Wu Liwei picked up the pen: "Xiao Langjun, how to write next." ”

"Listen to me, I'll give you a rough idea of how you write it out, and then I'll add the details - I'll speak more slowly about the key points." Cheng Qi leaned in Nadeshiko's arms, closed his eyes and began to tell the terrible story of revenge, and Huang Yang, as his loyal listener, was naturally reluctant to leave.

Oral stories are naturally much easier than those written by himself, and if he is tired, there is tea brought by Miss Nadeshiko to drink, Cheng Qi is in such a comfortable environment, he can't wait for this train to never reach the end.

However, this is his wishful thinking and wishful thinking. On the morning of the fifth day after the tragedy on the train, they finally arrived at the capital of everything, the center of the great Kyushu: Tokyo Bianliang.

Kaifeng Mansion, which began in the Warring States Period of the Wei Capital Liang, lives in the middle of the world, is located in the south of the river, and is the capital of the Central Plains for more than 1,000 years, where it is prosperous. After the painstaking management of the successive generations of festival envoys since the end of the Tang Dynasty and the prosperity and wealth of the Zhao official family for 500 years, the current Kaifeng Mansion should be said to be the leading city on the earth.

It's simply the best that humans can dream of – power, money, beauty, fame, just about everything a man likes.

When Cheng Qi was dragged off the train by Huang Yang, he hadn't had time to take a good look at the iconic glass dome of the magnificent Jinmingchi Railway Station - you know, this is a magnificent building that was completed by the designer Giovanni Lorenzo Bernini and his disciples sent by the Papal States on the Apennine Peninsula for 19 years and thousands of skilled craftsmen. More than 100 glass-making workers were transported by ship from Sardinia and a special workshop was opened outside Bianjing to meet the needs of the order.

"Alright, alright, such a great building can't run away." Huang Yang didn't bother to explain, he instructed his subordinates to get their luggage to Baishuitan in the southern suburbs. And he held a beautiful wooden box containing the first volume of "Smiling Proud Jianghu", and dragged Cheng Qi into a rental carriage.

"Wait for me."

Huang Yang was about to close the door and tell the driver to leave quickly, but a shadow rushed into the carriage: "What are you going to do?" I'll go too! ”

Cheng Qi spread his hands: "I don't know where I'm going." ”

Hua Fangfu sat down anyway: "Where you go, I will go too." It's my first time in Bianjing, and you can't leave my little girl on the street and ignore it. ”

You...... A little girl...... Cheng Qi rolled his eyes: There seemed to be seven or eight Kunlun slaves and three or four carriages from the Hua family who came to pick up the station just now, compared with the formation of her family, these two benevolent brothers seemed to be the first time that the Riba people entered Beijing.

However, after a few days of firefighting, Huang Yang has already complained about Master Kong's "only women and villains are difficult to raise, those who are close are not grandchildren, and those who are far away are resentful." With a deeper understanding, he obediently closed his mouth and pretended to look at the scenery outside the car window.

But although he didn't want to tell Hua Fangfu where he was going, he couldn't help but tell the coachman, so when the handlebar repeatedly asked where this little Langjun went, Huang Yang still reluctantly squeezed out an address: Qianyun Building.

Cheng Qi thought that Huang Yang was in a hurry to take him to the restaurant for dinner, thinking that it was only the time when Father-in-law Sun had just gone to work, and the citizens of Tokyo had just woken up from their dreams, no matter how they looked at it, it seemed too ...... to go to the restaurant to have fun I'm a little anxious.

Hua Fangfu said; "Qianyun Tower? Is it the Qianyun Building run by Bachelor Qian and Hedong Jun? ”

Mr. Qian, Mr. Hedong?

Cheng Qi rolled his eyelids, as a liberal arts student, even if he was drunk and dreamed of death, he should know the names of these two people.