Wang Anfeng thought to himself secretly in his heart, and casually tore off the seal of the letterhead and put it on the table, only a thin letterhead was placed inside, folded into half the size of an envelope, and placed in it.

Wang Anfeng stretched out his hand to take out the letterhead, and with a shock of his wrist, the letterhead shook and scattered.

Outside, a man walked by, holding a gong in one hand and a hammer in the other, striking hard, the sound shook hundreds of meters, and shouted loudly:

"It's dry, watch out for the candles."

"Four quarters of a year."

Wang Anfeng subconsciously raised his eyes to look outside, and now it has passed a few days of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the Mid-Autumn Festival is also known as Mid-Autumn, the autumn day has passed halfway, the days are getting shorter, and the sky is getting darker and darker.

Outside, you can see a light lit up, faintly, spreading far away, connecting with the stars in the sky.

A black shadow stumbled out of the street, but it was the 'mouse' just now, staggering, startling a few dog barks, and disappeared into the depths of the alleyway.

Wang Anfeng slowly retracted his gaze, a thought flashed in his heart, and disappeared in an instant, holding the letterhead with one hand, the letterhead had been unfolded, but he didn't look at it, he just stood in place, like a stone, twisting his eyebrows and pondering, trying to grasp the thought, his brows gradually became more and more wrinkled, and he muttered in a low voice.

"Something is wrong......"

His eyes fell on the letterhead that had been unfolded in his hand, and he noticed something strange in his heart, and this strange feeling had actually appeared faintly when the young man's 'mouse' knocked on the door, and it was not until he opened the letterhead at this time and heard the sound of the watchman that it became clear and clear.

At this time, it was already dark, and the watchman had just shouted again, and the sound could be faintly heard in the distance.

The people who ate earlier had already heated up the stove, and since the 'mouse' was able to break through the 'self' in the Rejuvenation Hall for free treatment just now, he naturally knew that 'he' had been tired for a full day.

At this time, it is natural to send a letter, but it is inevitably rude.

The blind old Wu is an absolute old Jianghu, not only is he extremely prestigious under Liangzhou City, but he can also recruit good players in the rivers and lakes, which can be regarded as a real old Jianghu.

This kind of old and spicy character acts in a very measured manner, and he doesn't want to offend others in the slightest.

It seems that this kind of faux pas will appear in young people who are fledgling and undecided, and will appear in men who are frizzy and reckless and hot-blooded. But it should never happen to an old man like the blind Lao Wu, who has experienced many ups and downs and has advanced and retreated.

There is no problem when the two are separated, but when they are connected, they are extremely eye-catching, and there is a sense of strangeness that is difficult to ignore.

Did something happen?

Or is it that the blind old Wu can't wait to throw this troublesome thing out?

Wang Anfeng couldn't help but think secretly in his heart, and immediately laughed, no matter what the problem was, he should have read the content of the letter first, maybe what he thought of had already been clearly stated in the letter.

Now he paced forward, sat down in a chair, spread the letterhead in his hand on the table, stretched out his palm to smooth the folds, and his eyes fell on it, looking carefully.

The handwriting on the letterhead is not very good, but it is quite neat, I don't know if the blind old Wu wrote it himself, or let someone write it on his behalf.

I think it's the latter, how can a blind man write so neatly.

This thought flashed through Wang Anfeng's mind, and he no longer cared, just read it carefully, there was not much content written on it, first greeted him twice, and then wrote the names and origins of several people, and finally vaguely mentioned the matter of the final payment, saying that there was no need to worry, as long as it was repaid within half a month.

If it is difficult to turnover, you can also postpone it a little later, give a dozen or twenty taels of silver every month, and settle it in half a year.

After Wang Anfeng read the letterhead, he read it several times, but he really didn't find any signs that he was in a hurry - the handwriting was neat, obviously he was calm when writing the letter, and he still had the heart to ask for money and accounts, where did this seem to be an accident?

It seems that the pressure on these gamblers is too great because of the 'strict order of the Criminal Department', forcing such old rivers and lakes to take care of any taboos, and only plan to throw out the big and black pot on their bodies as soon as possible, and pray to the gods and Buddhas that this pot must not be smashed on their heads for the third time.

Wang Anfeng imagined that the scheming old rivers and lakes were forced to almost jump off the wall, his expression was strange, and he was a little weak-hearted, and his eyes subconsciously glanced upward.

cough, this strict order is not the other strict order, it is just the same name, how can it be considered a fake?

Yes, it is not a bad thing to ruin the reputation of Brother Yan Ling.

He came to Liangzhou City since he helped the wind, but in just a few days, he had already visited the blind old Wu twice in succession, using the appearance of a cold swordsman after the disguise, and he directly took the name of the strict order.

It's not that he did it on purpose, it's just that he wanted to borrow the prestige of the Criminal Department at that time, and the people in the Criminal Department he was familiar with, except for Tie Lin's unintentionality, were the strict orders of the acquaintances when he was helping the wind, so he had to act like this in a hurry.

And the reason for the 'mouse' message this time was the purpose of his second visit to the blind old Wu, when he was unintentionally entrusted to let the old blind man find a gambler in his thirties.

Carefully speaking, this gambler is also related to the old man of Hu who fought with him that night.

At that time, Xu Sixing was still a coke, delirious, and had not woken up, and the other party wanted to take Xu Sixing away, in order to prevent Wang Anfeng from finding that Xu Sixing had disappeared when he got up on the second day, and noticed the abnormality, he also killed a person to replace Xu Sixing.

However, this has also become the only flaw left by the other party.

Thirty years ago, the Criminal Department compiled the files on the interrogation of murderers over the past hundreds of years, simplified them, and sorted out many experiences that are directly related to the hearts of the people.

For example, most of the people who commit murders often return to the vicinity of the scene of the murder within a few days of committing a major crime, so that they can be caught in the net.

And for one of them, most of these people will not go too far to find the victim, but will look for it in an area centered on their own place.

Therefore, as long as the identity of the victim is determined, it will be possible to determine the approximate range of the other party's temporary foothold.

And the death of this person is directly related to the old man of Hu Ren disguised by Wang Anfeng, that is, the two first-class murderers who were traced all the way by Wuxin Tielin and Tielin. After determining the identity of the dead gambler, we can roughly determine the location of the two Hu murderers, one old and one young.

The murder of those two first-class murderers was a case that Xu Sixing, who had been chopped into charcoal, out for the sake of 'exchanging the tanuki for the prince'.

The reason why Xu Sixing fell was that he made a fuss on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival drinking party, which attracted the attention of Wuxin Tielin, and it was precisely because of this incident that the two of them mistakenly thought that it was their goal to make trouble in Liangzhou, and the two murderers, an old man and a young man, were out of the scope of investigation by the Criminal Department.

Thinking of this, Wang Anfeng's brows couldn't help frowning slightly-

Does this have anything to do with each other?

No, these things are related to both sides, and they must be related.

But today, 'Qi Qi' and An Zhaofeng obviously didn't recognize the old man in his disguise for the first time, does it prove that Sword Casting Valley actually knows very little about this matter, only Xu Sixing knows.

Xu Sixing deliberately ventured here alone, is it for this reason?

And the reason why Xu Sixing came to Liangzhou City at this time was because Dongfang Ningxin, and Dongfang Ningxin exchanged himself with the help of Ximing, but at this time, he still didn't know what his purpose was and what moves he made.

The things that have been experienced during this period of time, one by one, converged and complicated, but finally gradually became clearer, although it was much clearer, but because of the intertwining and mutual influence, it was impossible to see through the last part of the fog.

Wang Anfeng exhaled a deep breath of turbidity, and suddenly felt that the letterhead on his palm was far heavier than Fang Cai-

The key news to peek through this last layer of fog lies in his hands.

It is the names of the gamblers written on this letterhead.

There were even pictures of these gamblers drawn on it, if it weren't for the fact that the deceased on that day had a dark face and no longer his original appearance in order to disguise an injury similar to Xu Sixing, things would have been much easier.

However, in the past few days, the criminal department may have made some gains.

and Xu Sixing, who fell into the hands of Wuxin Tielin, I don't know what valuable things can be asked?

Wang Anfeng casually put the letterhead on the table, raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, letting his tense thoughts gradually slow down, although the matter is complicated, but it is already clear, and there are actually a lot of things in the hands of his own side.

And the initiative is in their own hands, but the other party should feel a headache.

Thinking of this, he laughed, and immediately wrote a letter, explaining the matter in general, and put the list provided by the blind old Wu in the envelope, and at the end of the letterhead, he 'vaguely' mentioned the deposit and the final payment requested by the blind old Wu.

He originally planned to learn from the blind old Wu and play a method of advancing and retreating in the end, but when he started writing, he suddenly thought that the blind old Wu dared to write like this, because he gambled on the 'strict order of the criminal department', although the means were quite ruthless, after all, he was a person in the criminal department, and he had the arrogance of a public family, and he refused to be entangled with a third-rate rat.

Taking a step back, if this matter is exposed, it will not benefit each other, and the blind man Wu will not be able to get the money, and the 'strict order of the criminal department' will also cause a commotion.

But unintentionally is different.

If he Wang Anfeng wrote a letter to Wuxin to say, in fact, there is no need to worry, you can give it slowly, or something, that ice cube face is absolutely able to make every month, sixteen taels and six hundred and sixty-six green worm treasures, a total of six months for him, enough for one hundred taels of silver.

Thinking of that kind of scene, the corners of Wang Anfeng's mouth couldn't help twitching.

His eyes lowered, and he couldn't bear to look at it when he saw that he had already written most of Fang Cai's plan on his letterhead.

At that moment, he crumpled up the writing and rewrote it, and then the gray dove sent out the letterhead, and the bird, which was obviously not of an extraordinary species, flapped its wings slightly, and swooped into the infinite darkness like an arrow, and shot in the direction of the criminal department.

Wang Anfeng watched the bird leave, retracted his gaze, and suddenly noticed the tea cup next to him, which was used by the 'mouse' just now, and thought that the purpose of the mouse was to seek the kind of medicine for the woman.

Wang Anfeng is a doctor, so he naturally knows that this kind of medicine that harmonizes yin and yang has a considerable degree of confusing mental effect, so the purpose of the 'mouse' is self-evident, and he only knows his true thoughts with the initial mastery of 'his heart'.

At this time, once I think about it, I feel a little nauseous and uncomfortable in my heart, and the more I don't want to care, the more I care.

He didn't pay much attention to these things, but after the ancient Taoist came, the latter had a habit of pursuing excessive cleanliness in the spirit, and when he saw it every day, he was gradually slightly affected, and gradually cared, and now he only felt as if he had eaten a worm and felt uncomfortable.

pursed his lips, raised his hand and opened his five fingers slightly, and suddenly exploded into thunder, jumping and entangled, and practiced on the cup several times.

Immediately, I couldn't help it, waved my sleeves, and the heavy energy crushed out, and the cup was directly crushed into powder, rolled up the cuffs, and threw it out of the window, scattering with the wind, only then did I feel a lot more comfortable in my heart, and exhaled a long breath.

"Comfortable."

"It's just clean......"

Before he exhaled, Wang Anfeng suddenly remembered something, his movements stiffened slightly, and then his eyes turned to the side, there was a wooden board on the wall, and some words were engraved on the wooden board-

If the goods in the store are damaged, they will be compensated according to the price, and they will not be credited for small business.

The bed is five taels.

High-quality white porcelain tea sets, each with 500 Wen.

500 ......

Wang Anfeng fell silent, raised his hand and touched the ten Great Qin Tongbao in his arms, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and looked in the direction where the bird left.

Is it okay to write another letter now?

PS: Today's first update is ............ Three thousand six.

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