"You pay more attention to safety when you act in the past two days, try to be as secretive as possible, someone is already checking, you can't do anything bad because of those people."

The young man with the mask walked outside.

"Yes" the man in black followed the masked boy and sent him out.

Just as he was about to walk out the door, the masked boy stopped again and turned around.

"Does Childe have any other orders?" The man in black looked down and asked

"You can also arrange the follow-up in a few days, and we should leave in a few days. It doesn't have to be too complicated, our purpose is just to stall for time, and we can't hide it from that person, just give them a clue for them to investigate. ”

The masked boy turned and disappeared into the black night.

"Yes"

After a night's rest, the tiredness of the day is gone, and a man and a woman lie on the antique pear blossom wood bed.

The woman's long eyelashes moved as the woman was held in the man's arms, and a slender jade hand as soft as no bones raised and rubbed her sleepy eyes.

"Wake up!" Zheng Qingyue opened her eyes and saw that Nangong Ruochen's handsome and demonic face appeared in front of her.

In a trance, I was fascinated by this perfect handsome face and the subwoofer with its own magnetism, so I looked at Nangong Ruochen's delicate double eyelids up close, and there was a very small black mole on it.

This mole is like a faint and fresh stroke in a thick ink painting, adding a fresh charm to the painting.

"Hehe~ Yue'er, is this fascinated by her husband's handsome face?" Nangong Ruochen looked at the bosom, and Zheng Qingyue, who was stunned, couldn't help but laugh.

"Yes! Fascinated by your beauty like a fish and a goose, if you are a daughter, you will definitely be able to capture the hearts of a large number of men of all ages. Zheng Qingyue came back to her senses and immediately laughed back.

"That's going to disappoint the lady, the husband is a real man." Saying that, Nangong Ruochen moved his hand and touched his face.

"This is the real Yan Yue'er for the husband, but you have to remember, how about being more handsome and satisfying the lady?" Nangong Ruochen's originally somewhat soft and elegant face is now more heroic and resolute.

"Wow! It turns out that this is the true face of your "Lushan", tsk, how many simple girls' hearts have been captured by this demonic and perfect face? Zheng Qingyue pinched Nangong Ruochen's handsome face and teased, she is the only one in this world who dares to pinch Nangong Ruochen's face so presumptuously.

"Looking at the world, as a husband, I just want to capture Yue'er's heart." Nangong Ruochen returned to his original appearance, because now his identity is Yun Tianmo, the senior brother of Hanmo Academy, so that he is not for anything else but to act conveniently and reduce trouble.

"I know the rhetoric" Although Zheng Qingyue is duplicitous, her heart is as sweet as eating honey.

"As long as Yue'er is willing to listen, Yue'er will say fancy words, then it will be fancy words."

If Qingying heard this, he would definitely have to whisper to himself that the prince of his family had changed.

When Zheng Qingyue and Nangong Ruochen went to the temporary place to handle the case, they saw that Shan Qingfeng was already analyzing the case with Zuo Xiangyan and several others.

"Miss Zheng, Yun Gongzi, you are here."

"Master Shan" Zheng Qingyue greeted Shan Qingfeng and them, but Nangong Ruochen was still indifferent.

"Last night, based on the analysis of the autopsy, I found that they were a group of organized murders and that there was a specific time ......to commit the crime," Zheng Qingyue said where she found and joined the discussion.

"Also, each of the people who was killed had two tiny pinholes in the back of their necks, which can be inferred from the fact that some of them must have been able to heal, and their medical skills are not shallow."

"You can send someone to check the nearby doctor, although the people killed are young and old, but they are all strong......

...........

In this way, Zheng Qingyue and his entourage deduced according to the clues they had in their hands, and classified the approximate characteristics and scope of activities of the murderer.

Nangong Ruochen casually found a chair to sit on it since he came in, drinking tea leisurely, but his eyes always looked at Zheng Qingyue.

Until it was almost evening.......