"Young Master!" Thirteen rushed to Si Xiuwen quickly, his hands wide open, his body lowered, and he looked like he was desperately protecting the master.

"It's okay, stand behind me." The man said lightly, not showing any expression on his face, and did not have the slightest fluctuation in his mood because of the strange scene in front of him.

Feeling the powerful aura behind him, Thirteen, who was originally worried about danger, felt a little more secure in his heart, put away his posture, and retreated behind Si Xiuwen.

Si Xiuwen walked towards the door step by step, his steps firm and powerful.

Wisps of white smoke floated out of the room, flowing out of the door like flowing water, the air was filled with the faint fragrance of tea, and a bright light loomed in the white mist, as if attracting Si Xiuwen and the others.

Si Xiuwen looked at the bright light, his lips pursed slightly, and his expression was a little complicated.

When he was a child, he once flipped through an old picture book, and because he was too young at the time, he couldn't read the contents at all, but he could still remember that the statue of the green dragon at the door had appeared in that picture book.

Gradually, the white fog began to dissipate, and the vision of the upper layer could be seen completely, but there was still green smoke swimming on the ground, like a fairyland on earth.

A table, two idlers, three chairs, four teacups.

When Si Xiuwen walked in and finally saw the two of them clearly, a familiar feeling emerged in his heart, although it was not strong, but it could be clearly felt.

"You're here." Bai He had obviously drunk too much tea, his mind had already begun to flutter, and his heart was extremely calm, and he did not feel flustered because of Si Xiuwen's arrival.

"Hmm." Si Xiuwen nodded slightly, and the thirteen on the side pulled out the chair under the table and pushed it behind him, his eyes full of respect.

"Please come here, what's the matter?" Straight to the point, not wanting to say more about other irrelevant things.

Bai He smiled, took out a photo from behind him, and slowly pushed it in front of him, followed by a cup of tea.

He took a deep look at Bai He, ran his fingertips over the photo, and easily grabbed it into his hand, and a man with a firearm in his hand and a side face came into his eyes.

The height is inferred to be 1.82 meters, the body is slender, the skin is yellow, the age is about 25 to 30 years old, there is a dark black hemorrhoid on the left side of the face, and there is a pierced ear.

This is all the information that Si Xiuwen can know from the photos, although it is not very accurate, but he can guess so much, which is already very good.

Without waiting for Si Xiuwen to ask, Bai He took the lead in explaining the origin of this photo.

"Do you remember the bombing, it was on the TV news for days?" Bai He held his chin with both hands, looked at him with a torch in his eyes, and then said, "This is the photo of the murderer." ”

As soon as the words fell, a strong air pressure instantly enveloped the entire room, and everyone present felt frightened, and their brains stopped working for a moment.

But the aura disappeared quickly, and Si Xiuwen still looked harmless to humans and animals, but after feeling that sense of oppression, the other three looked at him with a slight strangeness in their eyes.

"Where did the photos come from?" Si Xiuwen stared at Bai He directly, he could vaguely see a cold light in his eyes, he observed whether Bai He's expression had changed, and wanted to determine whether he was panicking.

Being stared at by him, Bai He felt panicked in his heart, as if he had been stripped of his clothes, and his secrets were nowhere to be hidden.

Thirteen on the side also looked at Bai He a little nervously, after all, the photo was too close!

It's all too clear!

It's exactly like a photo taken of him by someone near the murderer, which really makes people doubt Baihe's identity.

If Bai He is the person on the murderer's side, then wouldn't Si Xiuwen and the two of them be like sheep now!

Thirteen moved to Si Xiuwen's side without a trace, his eyes were fixed on Bai He and Li Ci, who was sitting next to him without saying a word, his fingers were slightly bent, his body was lowered, and he looked ready to go at any time.

At this time, the atmosphere suddenly became solemn.

Ahem –

A light cough broke the abnormal silence at this time, and the originally tense atmosphere became a little relaxed, like a tight string getting a little relaxed.

"Don't be nervous, little brother." Li Ci smiled faintly and looked at him with kindness, while he held the only empty teacup on the table.

Gently pick up the teapot made of jade, press down the spout, and the tea water as clear as a sweet spring flows out of the spout, with a faint fragrance, not a drop falls into the teacup.

"Taste?" Li Ci picked up his teacup and took a sip lightly, while pushing the freshly poured tea in front of Thirteen.

Thirteen suddenly felt his mouth dry and his throat rolled.

A trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes, and he turned his head to look at Si Xiuwen on the side, without the permission of the young master, he would not take the initiative to take it.

Si Xiuwen didn't speak, nor did he look at the thirteen on the side, just nodded slightly, signaling that he could go and drink.

With the approval of his own young master, Thirteen stretched out his hand, steadily picked up the tea in front of him, and drank it all.

A trace of coolness bloomed from his mouth, the cold feeling slowly spread to the whole body, the cells around the body were like soaking in a hot spring, and he got a huge relief, and the faint fragrance filled his mouth, sweeping away his previous exhaustion, and the whole person felt extremely comfortable.

A look of intoxication was displayed in front of everyone.

Si Xiuwen didn't blame him for losing his temper, but became curious about the tea in front of him.

He gently picked it up and took a sip into his throat, and the tea that was still warm seemed to lose its temperature in his body, cold and sweet, and swam through his body like a snake.

The man closed his eyes and felt the changes in his body.

And Bai He and Li Ci, who were sitting opposite, looked at each other and smiled, nodded slightly, and seemed to be very satisfied with Si Xiuwen's behavior.

Especially Li Ci, there was more praise in his eyes.

"Good tea!" Breathing out a light breath, Si Xiuwen slowly opened his eyes, the original cold glow had disappeared, but became soft and firm, and the aura around his body became more calm and condensed.

"The photo was taken by Li Xi, it has nothing to do with me, I invited it for another thing." The corners of Bai He's mouth grinned slightly, and there was a sense of mystery between his words.

Si Xiuwen glanced at him lightly, did not answer his words, but looked at Li Xi, who had poured tea for Thirteen to quench his thirst, with a gentle and elegant look, and an unknown light flashed in his eyes.

Li Xi, who was sitting opposite and drinking tea, felt that Si Xiuwen was looking at him, smiled indifferently, put down the teacup in his hand gently, and looked at the young man sitting in front of him with kindness on his face.

"I don't think I can introduce myself yet!" Li Ci paused again, but the action of drinking tea in his hand did not stop, he blew lightly and took a small sip.