"Who sent it?"

"A six or seven-year-old boy named Hanako has asked in detail, but he doesn't know anything, only that the person who wrote to him is a tall and thin man who can't see his face clearly."

"This letter paper and the ink used?"

"I've also checked, it's very ordinary, and almost every pen and ink shop in Shangjing is on sale."

Murong Qi's heart couldn't help sinking.

"At the very least, we can know that Qing Huan is safe and sound now." Leng Qinghe looked at Murong Qi's tired face, and couldn't bear it: "Take care of yourself, Qing Huan is so smart, he will definitely be fine." ”

Murong Qi clutched the letter tightly, his fingers trembling lightly from forbearance.

He suddenly fixed his gaze, and leaned the letter paper towards Leng Qinghe: "Big brother, look at this handwriting, what's wrong?" ”

Leng Qinghe looked at a few words over and over again in confusion: "The words are written very ordinary, which means that he is not a person who often catches the pen." If we talk about subtleties, it is that this last word is different from the previous words in terms of gesture and strength. ”

Murong Qi nodded excitedly: "Yes, it's this Zhao character, which is obviously better than the previous few words!" ”

"But it's clearly the work of one person." Leng Qinghe said firmly, and then his eyes suddenly lit up: "I understand what you mean, you mean, this last word, he must have written it often, so this word is more handy to write, better than other words!" ”

"Zhao, most likely, is his surname, and he writes a lot. Also, the writing of the Qi character in the front is very standardized, not as sloppy as the last few words. ”

"Even so, there are so many people surnamed Zhao in the capital, is it difficult to check them one by one? Isn't that looking for a needle in a haystack? ”

"No," Murong Qi narrowed his phoenix eyes and paused word by word: "What is the identity of a person who doesn't often catch a pen, but needs to write his name and numbers often?" ”

"Shopkeeper! Or Mr. Bookkeeper! ”

"That's right," Murong Qi nodded firmly: "That person is very cunning, it is impossible to blatantly hold Qing Huan hostage and walk around, there must be a carriage to answer and then hide." Let's go to check first, the shopkeeper's surname Zhao, compare the handwriting, and see if there is any gain! ”

The two of them were sure and immediately took action.

Shen Linfeng knew everything about Shangjing, and with his help, he quickly locked on to the shopkeeper of a rice shop. After comparing the handwriting of the receipt written by the shopkeeper, it is certain that it is due to this person's handwriting.

Hope suddenly rose in the hearts of several people, and they immediately led people to search. But when I arrived at the rice shop, I found that the building was empty. Under the rice shop warehouse, there is a secret passage leading directly to the underground, the secret room is magnificent, the red candle is high, and the red brocade bed tent is pressed into a letter with ink that has not dried, and there are a few big characters on it:

Candles in the cave room, welcome to observe.

The searching soldier only glanced at it, and then looked away in horror, not daring to look again.

Murong Qi clenched his fists tightly: "The person just left, chase me!" Check the four city gates, whether there are suspicious vehicles entering and leaving, and which direction they have gone. ”

The soldier slipped out with his head bowed as if he had been amnesty.

Qiu Sishao's preoperative preparation was not difficult, and the medicinal materials listed by Leng Qinghuan were just a trick, and he didn't want him to be suspicious of his nano ring.

However, Qiu Sishao was very vigilant, and before the operation, he took Leng Qinghuan to change his hiding place again.

After all, he had injuries on his body, and Elder Lu was already suspicious, so it was difficult to guarantee that he would not come back to disturb him during the operation. If he takes advantage of others, he will be in trouble.

Qiu Si Shao repeated his old tricks and directly clicked on her sleeping hole. So when she woke up, she still didn't know where she was.

It is said that there are three holes of cunning rabbits, and if it is true, this man has a lot of nests.

The surgery went well. Except for the occasional uncooperation of this young master. But it's not that difficult, and there's no manic patient that can't be solved with a single injection of anesthetic. If it really doesn't work, just two shots.

Others can sleep in a coma for a day and a night, but he watched the whole operation with his eyes open, and he still held the hilt of the sword in his hand all the time.

This is a man who, like Murong Qi, has the willpower to defy the sky. However, he does not have the slightest sense of security, and everyone who comes near him will feel dangerous.

He doesn't allow people he doesn't trust to get up close and personal with him, to snoop on his privacy.

Therefore, before and after the operation, except for Leng Qinghuan and a Tsing Yi shadow guard who helped him, no third person approached him. Even the mute little guy in charge of his diet was only allowed to set foot at the door.

The procedure was arduous and the whole process was under the watchful eye of the two men. Leng Qinghuan's shoulder injury had not healed yet, and when he was halfway through the stitches, he couldn't help but tremble and sweat profusely.

Think about yourself, a doctor of medical research, and the lady of heaven who is held by others, has fallen to such a state. It is too sad to use a knife to kill chickens, and to cut what is used to heal and save people by yourself.

It's all tears when I think about it.

If Murong Qi's vinegar jar knew that he was in such close contact with a man, treated each other frankly, and did such a shocking thing, would he be angry and tear down the Qi Palace?

You can't let him know about this! Must rot in the stomach.

After Qiu Sishao sobered up, the first thing he asked was: "You poisoned me?" ”

Leng Qinghuan nodded with a pale face: "I said that I always have to leave a way out for myself." You have fallen for my desperation, and every other month, you need to take an antidote, otherwise you will die of liver and intestines. ”

Qiu Si Shao was not furious, as if he had expected it a long time ago, and smiled.

"It doesn't matter, anyway, I've been seen and touched by you, and I'll be your person in the future."

Leng Qinghuan only glanced at him.

"From today onwards, you are a real stinky man. If a man's mouth can be trusted, the sow will go up the tree, and I believe your words to have ghosts. ”

Leng Qinghuan didn't take the opportunity to escape, because she knew that she wouldn't be able to walk through the mechanisms outside this room safely, and she was afraid that if she couldn't walk a few steps, she would die in it.

There are also high-level people here to guide and arrange, even the location is not imagined by others, even if Murong Qi turns the capital upside down, he can't find where he is hiding.

Because, the place they are in now is not in the capital!

And not only underground, but also in the mountains, who would have thought?

She had carefully examined the soles of the dumb slave's shoes, which were often covered with damp moss, indicating that he often went in and out of the damp corridors.

She had wondered if the exit from the dungeon was built in a mossy well. Therefore, she paid attention to the drinking water on weekdays, and did a test, which is rich in minerals, and it is not the quality of groundwater resources at all.

She thought that to get out of the dungeon, it would probably take her through a cave with living water flowing. Then, even if you escape, you may not be able to get out.

How can I get in touch with people from outside?