Tang Yifeng stood in place and thought about it for a long time but didn't come up with a reason, because he really couldn't think of anyone who would be so fast, maybe he was really hallucinating.

Shook his head, shook his slightly heavy head, and planned to ignore it, first go up to blow the wind and then say, but he was hit by someone, because he was defenseless, and this time he hit it very hard, if he hadn't studied karate in Japan for a few years, maybe he really had to fall to the ground, and he was angry, and he was about to scold this guy who didn't have long eyes, but he was caught by the other party.

"Yifeng, have you seen a man in black?"

Tang Yifeng was stunned to find that the guy who almost knocked him down turned out to be Teng Yuanmo, shook his head in a daze, and said, "What's wrong?" ”

"I just met a man in black, and I had a few tricks with him." When Fujiwara Mo said this, his eyes were still full of confusion.

"Then you didn't catch him?" Tang Yifeng is quite familiar with Fujiwara Mo's skills, it is difficult for ordinary people to get close to him, he is not his opponent, and it is even more difficult to escape from him.

Fujiwara Mo shook his head: "This person's martial arts are very weird, and I am not his opponent at all." ”

"Won't it?" Tang Yifeng was even more surprised: "You are not his opponent, so can you see his tricks?" Karate? ”

"It's not!" Fujiwara Mo thought for a while: "Judging from his figure and tricks, it looks like Chinese martial arts, because I haven't been exposed to it, but I heard the teacher mention it before, and it feels a little similar, but I'm not sure." ”

"Oh?!" After listening to Fujiwara Mo's words, Tang Yifeng was a little interested in the man in black, wait, the man in black, a martial arts master, could it be that this person flashed in front of his eyes just now?!

The two of them didn't brow for a while, and they were thinking about whether to go around, maybe they could meet again.

At this moment, only a scream sounded, and the two looked at each other and ran quickly towards the source of the sound.

From a distance, the two of them saw many people trying to run out of the place where the dance party had just begun, but they were stopped by the person at the door: "The murderer has not been found, and no one is allowed to come out!" “

"Murderer?!" Tang Yifeng and Fujiwara Mo understood, it seemed that there was a homicide, and the murderer was likely to be the person who had fought with Fujiwara Mo.

The two of them walked over and were stopped by the people at the door, and a foreign man led by him spoke: "Mr. Smith has just been killed, and now all the people inside are suspects, so it's better not to go in." “

Tang Yifeng couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

The foreign man was a little annoyed: "Mr. Smith is a respectable gentleman, and his departure is a very sad thing, why is this gentleman laughing?" It would be very rude to do so! ”

Tang Yifeng clasped his hands together: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to laugh, but what you said was too ridiculous!" ”

"What's ridiculous?" The foreign man was puzzled.

"How can you be sure that the murderer must be the one inside? What if the murderer had already escaped while he was in trouble? Tang Yifeng asked rhetorically: "In my opinion, the entire crew should be suspicious." ”

The foreign man was stunned, what he said seemed to have some truth, but they could have stayed out of it, so why did they have to bump into it themselves?

Tang Yifeng pushed Fujiwara Mo, who had been silent, a step forward: "Do you know who he is?" ”

The foreign man shook his head.

"His father is General Fujiwara!" Tang Yifeng said word by word.

The foreign man immediately became respectful and saluted Fujiwara Mo: "I'm sorry, it's rude!" "For the daimyo of this iron-fisted general Fujiwara Masa, they are like thunder.

"We want to go in and see the scene!" Fujiwara Momichi.

"Please!" The foreign man explained to his subordinates that no one was allowed to enter or leave, and he personally led the two of them in.

Smith had been sitting on the couch on the west side of the dance since the ball began, and now he was lying on his back on the couch, seemingly unwound, but he was truly out of breath.

The other guests didn't dare to step forward, they could only hide far away, and they could faintly hear a few low cries, all of them were young masters and rich daughters, and it was normal to be frightened when they saw such a scene.

Tang Yifeng and Fujiwara Mo walked up to Smith, first looked at the surrounding environment, and saw that there was nothing unusual, and there was no trace of a fight.

After that, they looked at Smith, and his demeanor was very peaceful, without the slightest expression of fear, as if he had fallen asleep.

Fujiwara Mo thought about it, stretched out his hand to untie Smith's clothes, and the foreign man on the side saw this, and subconsciously wanted to stop it, but was blocked by Tang Yifeng: "If you want to know the cause of his death, don't stop it." ”

The foreign man looked at Fujiwara Mo, thought for a while, and then stopped, one he didn't dare to offend Fujiwara Mo, after all, they live in Japan all the year round, and a lot of business depends on them, and secondly, he also wants to know the cause of Smith's death, because his death is too strange.

"How's he doing? Are there any diseases? Tang Yifeng asked the foreign man while watching Fujiwara Mo untie Smith's clothes and check it.

Smith's death was so strange that it didn't look like he had been killed, but like he had died suddenly.

"No, he was in good health all the time, so I'm sure he was definitely killed." The foreign man replied.

"Huh? This is? Fujiwara Mo, who had been carefully inspecting Smith, suddenly shouted, "Yifeng, come and take a look." ”

Tang Yifeng walked over, looked at the place where he was pointing, and couldn't see anything unusual, and couldn't help but wonder: "What's wrong?" ”

"You touch him here." The place Fujiwara was referring to was his chest.

Tang Yifeng touched it as he said, and when he touched it, he immediately felt that something was wrong, how could it be so soft? It's like touching a sponge, which is definitely not normal, but how can a person's chest be like this?

The foreign man also came over and touched it curiously: "Oh my God! How so? ”

"It seems that this is why he died." Fujiwara Mo did not answer the foreign man, and turned to Tang Yifeng.

Tang Yifeng glanced at Fujiwara Mo, and the two of them tacitly walked aside.

"What do you think?" Fujiwara Mo asked Tang Yifeng softly.

"China's martial arts are broad and profound, although I have not learned, but when I was a child, I went to listen to books with my father a few times, although the storyteller's story is exaggerated, but there are people outside the world, maybe there is such a master in this world." Tang Yifeng pondered for a moment and replied, this Smith most likely died at the hands of the Chinese.

Looking around, Tang Yifeng really couldn't think of any peerless master hidden among these delicate rich sons and ladies, and why did he kill Smith?

Fujiwara Mo said: "Don't let the British know about this matter first, otherwise the Chinese here are afraid that it will be difficult to get out." “

Tang Yifeng nodded, he was almost certain now, that black shadow that flashed by was definitely the murderer, so where would he hide now? Is it here, among these people, or is it hidden somewhere else on the ship?