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Wu Fan didn't have a comprehensive plan for the time being, and he was bored in his heart, so he wandered around Luoyang East City. The accidental revisit to the old place reminded Wu Fan of the mansion in front of him, which is located in the northernmost part of the East City and covers a huge area, no longer belongs to Zheng Jie, the Marquis of Anyuan, and its owner has been replaced by Yang Shuxian, the eldest princess of Xiyue. His mind flashed, and Wu Fan pulled his legs and left.

Coming to the main entrance with a gilt plaque on a red background and a few big characters marked "Princess Xiyue's Mansion", Wu Fan tidied up his clothes and walked slowly to the house. Feeling that something was not quite right, Wu retracted one foot when he stepped into the threshold and looked at the guards of the Eldest Princess's Mansion. Lookfully, it was a puzzle.

Wu came to one of the guards, tilted his head and asked, "I'll just go in like this, and you won't stop me, ask me which one I am?" ”

The soldier clenched his fists and laughed: "General, don't make a joke about me!" Who don't know you? You are the world-famous Wu Shouzheng! Pass five levels, kill six generals, and ride a thousand miles alone! The eldest princess has a life, as long as you come, no one can stop you! ”

"Tsk!"

Wu Fan smacked his lips.

"Okay! Talking! Wu Fan smiled and took out some silver from his arms and said, "It's cold, buy some wine for the brothers to drink and warm up!" ”

The soldier smiled and said, "General Xie's reward!" ”

Wu Fan really walked all the way unhindered, and went straight to the eldest princess of Xiyue.

Yang Shuxian has nothing to do. was working as a female worker, and when she saw Wu Fan coming, she seemed to cover things in a panic. His face was crimson.

Wu Fan squeezed his eyebrows vaguely, and saluted: "Eagle Yangwei commands Wu Shouzheng, meet Her Royal Highness the eldest princess!" ”

Yang Shuxian smiled and said, "Come to this set again?" Come and sit! Hongxiu, tea! ”

Hongxiu hurriedly brought the tea.

Wu Fan looked at the things in the mansion of the eldest princess of Xiyue with a long look, and while eating tea, he asked casually: "The mansion of Marquis An Yuan is rewarded to you, what ...... Where is he? ”

Princess Xiyue held her chin. He muttered, "God knows, why did you ask him?" ”

Wu Fan blinked and said, "There are some things I want to ask him!" ”

The maid Hongxiu interjected: "I'm afraid that the adults won't be able to find him!" ”

Wu Fan looked up. Surprised: "Why? ”

The maid Hongxiu said: "He has been dead for three months......"

Wu Fan raised his eyebrows and muttered, "Three months? Trimester? Why did you die? ”

The maid Hongxiu said: "I heard that it is...... misbehaved and died violently. Marquis An Yuan has no relatives and no children. The title cannot be inherited. The Hou Mansion was idle, so it was given to Her Royal Highness the eldest princess. ”

Wu Fan nodded thoughtfully, knocked his head, and continued to think about something.

Princess Xiyue was also stunned, but she stared at Wu Fan with her cheeks stunned.

I don't know how long it has been.

Wu Fan got up and said, "I still have to continue to work, and I will stay soon!" ”

Princess Xiyue got up to send her off, and said at the end: "There is time...... Come and ...... in the evening."

Wu someone's heart fluttered, and he was overjoyed. gladly obliged.

Leaving the Mansion of the Eldest Princess of Xiyue, Wu Fan recalled the list he had memorized using the low-level "Never Forget" skill. Prepare to follow it and find out what the dignitaries are doing. From shallow to deep, everything is done little by little.

I never thought about it.

"Commander! Commander! Commander! ”

Ying Yang Zhonglang rushed over with Xu Ling's personal soldier Ye Cheng, who was out of breath, and hurriedly called.

Wu Fan stood still, waited for him to come over, and asked, "What's the matter, so panicked?" ”

Ye Cheng took two breaths and said intermittently: "Wenle Hou...... Assassination...... Killed....... ”

[Wen Lehou? Jiang Pan? 】

Wu Fan's brows furrowed, and the color was not quite right.

Wu Fan didn't know Jiang Pan, or Jiang Pan was famous. In the list that Guy remembered in Wu Fan's mind, there was the name of Wenle Hou Jiang Pan.

In the blink of an eye, Wu Fan said knowingly: "Death is death, do my?" ”

Ye Cheng was choked lightly, and immediately said, "Wenle Hou...... Strange death! ”

Wu Fan raised his eyebrows: "What's the strange method?" ”

Ye Cheng pursed his lips and said, "It's almost the same as Zhao Qianhu's death yesterday...... Same! ”

"Tsk!"

Wu Fan couldn't help but be speechless.

Rolling his eyes, Wu Fan said: "Lead the way ahead, I'll go over and take a look," while walking, Wu Fan's mouth was not idle, and asked: "What is the matter, you tell me in detail." ”

Ye Cheng followed Wu Fan and said, "About half an hour ago, Wen Lehou was in the 'Crispy Workshop' in the East Market...... Maybe it's for fun. Suddenly someone was killed, the murderer was missing, and then the shopkeeper there came to report the case. ”

[It's the land of Goolan Washe again......]

Wu Fan's heart was quite full of thoughts.

Thinking about it, Wu Fan asked: "Three months ago, Zheng Jie, Marquis of Anyuan, passed away, do you know what happened?" ”

Ye Cheng nodded and said, "I know!" The style of Anyuan Hou is famous, known as the style of the Wei and Jin dynasties, and he can't help but be fond of pills and superstitions/belief in Huang Laoxue......"

Wu Fan interrupted him, stretched out his voice, and said, "Let's get to the point!" ”

Ye Cheng touched his nose and said with a little embarrassment: "If I eat too much medicine to help the fun, the yang/essence will not stop and die, and I will die on the woman's belly." ”

"Peony flowers die, and ghosts are also windy/flowing?" , Wu Fan shook his head contemptuously: "Dog, it's quite fancy!" As soon as the words changed, Wu Fan asked in a slow voice: "In the head office, I know the identity of Zheng Jie, Marquis of Anyuan." He did participate in Maitreya's actions, but his death was really not ...... Do we do it ourselves? ”

Ye Cheng shook his head again and again, and said in a firm tone: "Categorically not!" Let's take charge of 'driving the guards, patrolling and arresting', and the right is very big. It's not big yet. Without His Majesty's order, he will do it to a Hou Ye! No matter how Marquis An Yuan is down and how he loses power, as long as his position as a marquis is still there. Ying Yangwei has no will of His Majesty, and there is no evidence of the crime of An Yuanhou, so he can't ......."

Wu Fan stretched out his hand to signal Ye Cheng that he didn't have to continue, and moved forward in silence, thinking uncertainly-

[Zheng Jie, Marquis of Anyuan, was once a member of the sect who was bewitched by the Maitreya Sect, and the same was true of Jiang Pan, Marquis of Wenle, and the two died three months apart. Is there really no connection? 】

[Zhao Xi died yesterday, and today he made a Wenle Hou Jiang Pan die, and the way the two died is very similar. Is it such a coincidence? 】

[Things won't be that simple!] 】

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Xiangshufang is in the center of Luoyang East City, and the geographical location is quite good. So, day or night. Business is booming. In particular, it is adjacent to Luoyang's East Market. It is important to know that Luoyang East Market is also known as the "horse market" or "livestock market", and less than half of the transactions in it are horses, and most of them are ...... People, people who are treated like animals. Just like that, the dusty woman in the crispy shop can be called a good look, and she is famous in the whole Luoyang. Reputation.

Walking into the three-story flower building of Xiangshufang, Wu Fan was expressionless. Go straight to the place where Wen Lehou died.

Wenle Hou Jiang Pan is a man in his thirties, with a long figure, a three-inch short beard, and a weak and elegant face. It's a pity that he is now a dead man with big eyes, and there is even more blood under him. The brazier in the room had long since been extinguished, and the cold of winter had made the blood congeale and dark red.

Looking at the fact that the room was already turned upside down, and the appearance of Jiang Pan who was making a gesture to Wenle Hou Jiang Pan, Wu Fan's face became gloomy. It's certain that they are unhappy in their hearts, Wu Fan feels that they have destroyed the first scene of the crime, but they don't have that kind of consciousness, right? Zhao Qianhu died yesterday, because it was very close to the headquarters of Yingyangwei, and Wu Fan was there at the time, so he ensured that no one would investigate first.

Pacing to the side of the group, Wu Fan asked, "What do you see?" ”

The old servant hurriedly stood up and saluted, and said, "Return to the words of the commander!" Wen Lehou was knocked to death in the back of the head! ”

Wu Fan rolled his eyes and snorted: "Nonsense! Blood was spreading from his head, and anyone with long eyes knew that his head was broken! Is there anything else to discover? ”

The old man was frightened by Wu Fan, and said tremblingly: "No...... No. ”

"Let's all go down!" , Wu Fan sighed, looked at Ye Cheng, and asked, "You go and interrogate the steward here, and see if Wen Lehou has also raised a good relationship in the Crispy Workshop!" No! Bring it directly and I'll ask! ”

"Whoa!"

Ye Cheng Mali was ordered to go.

Wu Fan squatted beside Wenle Hou Jiang Pan and carefully investigated.

[The death of Qianhu Zhao Xi was the death of the eldest grandson Wuji who was numbed by sweat medicine and hit the corner of the table with his head. Wen Le Hou Jiang Pan...... It is indeed something that is hit in the back of the head from behind without realizing it...... Iron bars? No, no, no! More like a fist-sized Qimen weapon, the gourd hammer? When the fight fell, the entire back of the head was dented, and the skull was shattered......]

When Wu Fan judged what weapon the murderer used, the steward of the crispy shop had already been brought.

Half-old, the charm still exists, but they are beautiful people.

"Little girl Wang Sanniang, meet the adults!"

The woman trembled and bowed to Wu Fan, her eyes swept over the corpse of Wenle Hou Jiang Pan, and she shivered.

Wu Fan didn't talk nonsense, and asked directly: "What do you do in a place like this, you don't need me to say more." Since Wenle Hou Jiang Pan is here to have fun, why does he sit alone in the room and drink tea? ”

Wang Sanniang's head was like a rattle, and she said in a trembling voice: "My lord doesn't know, Marquis Wenle...... Not here to have fun! ”

Wu Fan raised his eyebrows and said, "Then what is he here to do?" You can't just come and see it, right? ”

Wang Sanniang swallowed her saliva and said in a low voice: "Crispy Workshop...... It is the property of the Marquis of Bunraku! ”

Wu Fan: "......", a marquis who opened a green/building/brothel/house? What a filthy and filthy Sven fowl/beast!

(To be continued......)