When the lamp was held, the smell of food wafted from the inn.

The white horse Fuzhou was lightly armed this time, and there were only five or six people in his entourage, and together with the Wujia class, there were less than twenty.

There was a buzz in the lobby.

Shi Yong didn't go down, but asked Xiao Er to send the food to the room, but unexpectedly, the room rang, and the person who delivered the meal was a white horse and a boat.

The little second brother was busy greeting the guests and couldn't spare his hand. My aunt made do with me first. ”

After setting the meal on the table, he stood with his hands in his hands, and when he saw Shi Yong, he pursed his lips and looked at him, and smiled again.

"What else is told?"

Shi Yong said lightly: "The factory man personally serves the meal, isn't this the emperor's treatment......... If I accept it, will I be a great rebel and want to punish the nine clans? ”

openly and secretly mocked him as a eunuch.

The white horse held the boat, but he didn't move, and sat in front of her.

"If you can't afford it, I'll dine with you."

Holding bowls, setting chopsticks, serving soup and rice, he does it smoothly, elegantly and skillfully, and his posture is very good-looking.

"Pork stewed vermicelli, tofu skin thousand seeds, cabbage and bean rolls, and a fish soup...... It's so hearty, my aunt eats well. ”

Shi Yong looked at him: "You have seen it all, I am a person who is raised." ”

The silver given by Zhao Yin is indeed enough for her to eat and drink spicy food and live a good life for a while.

The white horse Fuzhou laughed, "Then I'm welcome." ”

He took it for granted.

A look of "who made you my aunt" expression.

Shi Yong didn't say much, looked at him, and drank the soup silently.

The white horse leaned closer and asked in a low voice, "Is it delicious?" ”

Shi Yong said: "Don't you know if you taste it?" ”

The white horse Fuzhou looked at her bowl, "Auntie's bowl is more fragrant." ”

Shi Yong raised the corners of his lips, "Is the factory man here to find something uncomfortable, or is he here to find trouble?" ”

The white horse Fuzhou smiled lowly, and his voice was softer, "I'm here to protect my aunt, don't you have a move tonight?" ”

Scold! Shi Yong raised his chin to look at him, "I still know a lot." ”

Bai Ma Fuzhou's eyes were cool and cool, and he smiled, "Auntie, don't you think that there is only one Jinyi Wei who can arrest people and manage information, right?" ”

"Are you recommending the East Factory for my use?"

The white horse sneered, "What does my aunt want to use?" Just use it. ”

Shi Yong looked at him again, his eyes were a little damaged, and she smiled when she finished reading.

"What if I don't need you?"

The white horse sat up straight, filled himself with a bowl of soup, and drank it slowly.

"Then don't blame me for messing around."

“？？？”

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At sunset, there was silence between heaven and earth.

The town is not as small as the capital, the number of people is scarce, and recently there are homeless people invading, just after night, every household closes the door and closes the window, and rests early. There was no one on the street, and it was quiet.

The same is true in the inn.

Shi Yong glanced at the gloomy sky, closed the window, and turned off the lights.

The night is getting deeper, and Ningyi Town is dead and silent in the cold night wind, and there is not half a light.

Crunch –

The door was blown open by the wind.

A man walked in, and the sound of soft footsteps was like the impermanence of a conjuring spirit.

Shi Yong turned his head to look at him, squinting slightly.

The night breeze brought up the man's robe, with a faint and beautiful scent.

"Are you sure that person is coming?"

Shi Yong didn't fall asleep, just sat on the chair by the window.

"Eighty percent sure."

The white horse boat slowly approached, his hands propped on the rafters of the window, and he looked down at her.

"Is there an explanation?"

Shi Yong wrinkled his nose.

The factory man seemed to have just bathed, his long, half-dried hair was not tied up, and naturally fell behind him like a waterfall, and the night breeze swayed, bringing out a refreshing fragrance mixed with mint and soaphorn, making his whole person look warm and affectionate.

Call!

Shi Yong moved his chair and relaxed, not being bewitched by him, and his voice was flat.

"Eighty percent of murderers will return to the scene of the crime."

The white horse boat stood in front of her, still looking down to see her face in the dim light.

"Why is this the conclusion made?"

Shi Yong's eyelids moved, but he didn't speak.

This is just the conclusion of later criminal psychology based on a large number of cases. It would be more accurate to say that criminals will learn about the process of solving the crime through various channels at their disposal after the crime. What did you find? What traces have been left? Some people even care a lot about what onlookers think of him. If you are not discovered, you will be glad or complacent, or you will be so excited that you can't kill another practitioner.

Then in this era, there are no Internet channels, and he is such a perverted murderer, the chances of him eager to return to the crime scene are even greater.

But Shi Yong has no way to tell Baima Fuzhou about this data.

She just said, "My dad told me." ”

The white horse Fuzhou's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was a little confused in the night.

"Why does your father know?"

Shi Yong found that this factory was more difficult than the metropolitan governor.

Generally, Zhao Yin stopped here, but the white horse and the boat chased after him.

Shi Yong had to continue to make it up, and said leisurely: "My father said that this is called experience. He has been doing it for more than 20 years, what has he not seen? ”

With that, she turned her head to look at the table, disrupting the rhythm of the conversation on the white horse and the boat.

"The factory is not tired? Sit down and drink some water and wait slowly. ”

The white horse Fuzhou chuckled, sat down in his robe, and drank a cup of water slowly.

Shi Yong said: "For example, you have seen more eunuchs in the factory, even if that person does not wear the clothes of the chamberlain, you will definitely be able to recognize him at a glance, he is a eunuch." ”

Burst!

As soon as the white horse fuzhou drank the water in his mouth, it squirted out.

Shi Yong smiled, looking innocent.

"What's wrong? Is the water temperature not suitable? ”

Cough! Baima Fuzhou wiped the corners of his mouth with a towel, curled the corners of his lower lip without a trace, and slowly looked sideways at Shi Yong, a pair of cool eyes rippled, as if there was a glimmer of light in the dark room.

"Auntie......"

He was about to speak, when Shi Yong suddenly reached out to cover his mouth.

"Shh

The white horse Fuzhou looked down, looking at her pretty face, and a pair of narrow eyes gradually bent.

He didn't move, maintaining that position, letting Shi Yong cover him.

Unexpectedly, Shi Yong suddenly let go and rushed out with his sword.

"Wang!" Dahei also jumped to the door and took the chair out.

The white horse leaned forward unsteadily, and planted forward, if it was not in a hurry to grab the handrail, I am afraid that it would be embarrassing.

"Huh."

He looked back, chuckled, straightened his robe, and followed.

……

Killing is already going on outside.

A man in a black robe and mask was fighting Yan Mu.

Yundu, Nan Tan and Wujiaban were surrounding each other from the various ambush passes.

Daikoku rushed forward bravely, roaring loudly.

Zhou Zhukuai, who was waiting downstairs, heard the movement, and also led a few catchers to rush up, stepping on the floor slab.

Only Shi Yongtijian stood not far away, motionless, watching Yan Mu fight with that person.

"Quick! Get him. ”

Zhou Zhu's head came up and drew his knife and waved, and the officials pounced on it, but the sleeves of the black-clothed man's robe swung, and the front-line officials didn't even touch the corners of their clothes, so they fell down, spitting blood.

Yan Mu: "You guys get out of the way!" ”

Yundu's eyes were covered with white stripes, and a white dress fell from the beam of the house, and the long sword pierced the man in black.

The south-leaning wheelchair made a screeching sound down the hallway, and Nighthawk swooped down towards the man in black.

The hideous mask on the black-clothed man's face covered his expression, but his eyes shimmered under the mask, his movements were vigorous, and he was at ease with Yan Mu.

"Stand back!"

Yan Mu shouted loudly, but his body rushed forward, his cloak and sleeve robe flipped, and he used his body to block the splash of powder towards everyone.

Shi Yong frowned slightly, and approached like a ghost with a sword, but did not take out the sword, but sprinkled the remaining incense ash on the windowsill on the face towards the man.

Give someone a taste of their own medicine.

The black-robed man didn't expect her to make such a move, subconsciously raised his sleeves and brushed his face, and was forced to stagger back a few steps, the sword body supported the window sill, broke the window and swept out, landing on the big tree outside the window, a few ups, already hidden in the night.

The white horse Fuzhou made an intriguing smile and blew a whistle.

"Chase!"

Before he could finish speaking, he swept out of the windowsill.

And Yan Mu had just been sprinkled by the powder of the man in black, and his face was pale and he propped up his sword on the ground, knelt down heavily on one knee, and his black cloak fell to the ground, making his whole person shaky.

"Yan Mu."

Wu Chan and Shi Yong rushed forward at the same time.

When Shi Yong's hand was about to be mixed into Yan Mu's armpit, he unintentionally raised his head and saw Wu Chan's anxious face and the pain in his eyes.

She also cared about Yan Mu, but both her position and anxiety in front of her were a little shorter than Wu Chan.

Shi Yong retracted his hand and squatted beside him, "How are you?" ”

Yan Mu didn't speak, he knelt there straight, his hand holding the sword trembled slightly, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and his face was sweaty, but there was an inexplicable numbness and stiffness.

He tried to stand up, but the softness and inexplicable excitement on his body made it difficult for him to control himself.

Yan Mu is a calm and self-contained person, and he has never tried to control himself in his life. This terrible sense of drive made him want to pierce his chest, dig out his heart, and let the blood flow......