Shen Dashao is right, the weather in Qingzhou this season is changeable. For example, when the sun was still shining, the clear blue sky suddenly darkened, and the wind picked up in the well-built garden, and the leaves of the trees fluttered. Heaven and earth are presented in a dark yellow and gray mist, like an oil painting that has lost color for a long time, rolled up with yellow edges and faded to bright colors.

A tightened velvet curtain separates the outside world from the vicissitudes of the outside world. The hall is still brightly lit and shining. The sound of Western music continues, and it has turned from a smooth and bright waltz to a rumba loved by fashionable young people, and on the neon-lit dance floor, countless men and women are stepping on the rhythm, swaying and spinning. In the ears, no one has noticed the oppression that is about to come.

Liu Muyun stood in front of the two wide-open mahogany carved doors, and the tender leaves that could not withstand the wind rolled to his feet, and he brought the black felt hat again, and under the brim of the hat was a pair of eyes that could not be seen clearly, but were deep and gentle.

"I know that Lin Dujun has two unresolved troubles, and I came today to share your worries and solve problems."

His troubles are nothing more than to catch the murderer of Gao Yuan's only son and find the prospective son-in-law whose whereabouts are unknown. Liu Muyun knew it well, and Lin Heng couldn't understand the deep meaning of the swear, but before he could change his mind, Liu Muyun had already sent the two men behind him to get off the shelf, who was half drunk and depressed.

It seemed that a basin of ice water poured all over her body, and Ping Yan's disordered thoughts were completely pulled out from the cold to the bone, and suddenly penetrated to the end. She understood, she understood it all. It turned out that Shen Yuchen signed the confession of killing Captain Gao that day, it turned out that Shen Yuchen was such a bold and reckless, free and uninhibited Shen Yuchen, he wanted to take such an irreparable risk, he wanted to use such a risky trick with no way out to resist marriage, fight for freedom, and even did not hesitate to push the Shen family to the forefront of public opinion, and even did not hesitate to destroy the cooperation forces of all parties in Qingzhou Province, and even did not hesitate to bet with his own life.

Time has passed, and the vicissitudes of life. He is really no longer the gentle and docile, even a little cowardly and incompetent Shen Jiuzhou at the beginning.

Liu Muyun walked up to Gao Yuan, and seemed to glance at Ping Yan intentionally, with a smile, "President Gao, the murderer of your son is dead, but we have caught his accomplices, so it is better to borrow flowers and offer Buddha at the banquet of Lord Overseer to help you redress your grievances." ”

Gao Yuan's eyes suddenly widened, his body trembled slightly, and he endured the monstrous anger and hatred, and his voice trembled, "What you said is true?" ”

Ping Yan's body seemed to float among the waves of the sea, swaying, trembling, and crashing from time to time, reminding her of her nerves that had not yet been numb, and reminding her of everything that was about to happen. But what can she do, in the face of such an unscrupulous and self-righteous Shen Yuchen, in the face of the life and death situation that he directed and acted in order to sing freely, what can she change? With that little expectation in her heart, she turned her head to look at Shen Dashao, hoping to see a trace of calmness in his eyes that could manipulate the situation, but she couldn't find him anymore.

Liu Muyun clapped his hands calmly, and after two thick slaps, there was a noise of boots and weapons outside the door, and I saw a team of guards with guns trotting in with expressionless faces, and automatically dispersed into two rows behind him, and the guards were blocked by the door. The sudden change cut off the music and silenced the halls, except for the sparkling neon lights, reflecting the staring faces of the guests.

Under the yellowing sky, Shen Yuchen limped and walked crookedly, followed by the sergeant of the Qingzhou Police Station. The mutilation under his feet does not seem to hide his head-to-toe extravagance. He was dressed in a new suit, with a neatly folded brocade corner peeking out of his pocket, and a seemingly casual expression on his face, with a cynical, impeccable smile. Like all the distinguished guests who came to the banquet, he stood in the light without any inappropriateness, Zhilan Yushu, in an uproar.

Among the shadows, he glanced at Ping Yan in the corner, and Ping Yan, since the moment he appeared, has never deviated an inch.

Ping Yan stared at him, her eyes were cold and sharp, as if she wanted to poke into his flesh and blood brain, to see what kind of absurd thoughts were born. She felt that he was simply crazy, his desire for freedom was simply to the point of madness, and this desire was enough to ruin the entrenched Shen family and make him a strange talk after dinner. Her extreme anger, unexplained anger, just like her worries about Shen Yuchen at the moment.

Liu Muyun shook out the confession from his sleeve, stretched it out flatly, and handed it to the inspector on the side. The sheriff meticulously explained Shen Yuchen's crimes. Reporters who appeared out of nowhere rushed in, pressed the shutter, and the dazzling magnesium lights flashed thousands of times, splitting heads and covering people's faces. The atmosphere gradually became lively, and the whispers of the guests rose higher and higher, pointing non-stop.

Shen Yuchen stood quietly in the crowd of reporters like snowflakes, noisy with reporters' sharp and sharp questions in his ears, pouting with an inopportune smile, standing without causing dust, looking at the stage he set up with his own eyes and the drama he staged. His eyes swept over Ping Yan from time to time, with a hint of comfort, indifferent as water. Later, in those dark eyes, there was only the liberation of breaking through the shackles of marriage.

At the moment when the big drama was about to fall, who fired a shot upward, and the gunshots scattered in all directions, deafening. The guests were suddenly frightened and fled in all directions in panic, and the scene was chaotic for a while. Shen Dashao slowly wiped the muzzle of the gun, looked at Liu Muyun unhurriedly, and said, "Secretary Liu framed my second brother like this and forced my second brother to sign such a confession, what is his intention?" What if I were to say that the murderer was someone else? ”

Lin Heng hurriedly found an attendant to pull Gao Yuan, who was entangled with him, and rushed to Shen Dashao in a few arrows, eagerly seeking verification, "Is this true?" ”

Shen Dashao's eyes were light and colorless, as if he had no intention of passing over Shen Yu's traces, and deliberately stayed for a moment, "The second brother's character must be trustworthy by Uncle Lin, I believe that the second brother will not do such a thing and ignore the law and discipline." ”

The surging crowd of Shicai squeezed Ping Yan to the front, and she stood in the middle of the crowd, only a few steps away from Shen Yuchen. It seemed that the wind had stopped, and the Xuanhuang sky was filled with gloomy black clouds, and the trees stood tall and lifeless, and even the leaves did not tremble, like solemn and strange paintings standing still in the panes. Everyone present was silent in this painting, Shen Yuchen frowned, his fists clenched secretly, and looked at Shen Dashao in the air.

The sound of military boots hitting the ground was loud, from far to near, like a dense drum beat, smashing into the dead silence. People saw from a distance that it was Inspector Wang of the patrol room of the French Concession who came with the patrol team, he strode quickly, his face was dark, he was wearing a solemn and thoughtful police uniform, and his straight shoulders were wet with a fine rain stain.

Whispers came and went, and they whispered to each other. How did the Chinese's own murder case alarm the people who patrolled the house? Foreign embassies act as tigers and mischiefs on Chinese soil, and they always have to fear more than justice for the governors who serve foreigners, from high-ranking officials and celebrities to ordinary people in the market.

Lin Hengqiang greeted him with a smile, "What is Inspector Wang's business?" ”

Director Wang smiled perfunctorily, and said in a cold voice: "Which one is Tao Yan?" Stand out! ”

The crowd was panicked, trembling and unable to avoid it, and automatically turned to both sides like a tide, and in a moment, in the center of the empty hall, under the crystal lamp branches that shone like day, only a thin and pretty shadow was left standing alone. She vaguely felt that this was a trap in the fog, but the fog blocked her eyes, and she had nowhere to escape.

Ping Yan's waist was straight, standing quietly, the golden light of the lamp branches was fluttering, rolling slowly around her, like sparkling water. She is wearing ordinary clothes and pants, her sideburns are slightly messy, and she does not apply powder, but she looks like a delicate and flawless jade carving lady, with a look that seems to be about to leave, but in fact it is empty and empty.

Inspector Wang said coldly: "Take it away!" Suddenly, two guards grabbed Ping Yan's arms and dragged them out.

"What a crime she has committed! Why take her! Only Shen Yujian's empty voice was even terrifying. Ping Yan only felt that her heart was filled with layers of coldness, layers of acidity, and layers of warmth, she looked at Shen Yuchen's angry and forbearant face, and didn't know what it was like in her heart.

Inspector Wang glanced at him, ignored him, only raised his eyes and walked over the crowd, and announced without a peck: "A few days ago, Chief of Staff Shen sent me a message asking me to assist in handling a case. He raised his hand, and the Western coroner, who had been waiting behind him in a white coat and wearing sanitary gloves, came forward and said in Chinese, which was not very fluent: "After the body is left standing for a few days, some traces will appear on the surface of the body that cannot be seen when the skin is still fresh, and last night I accidentally found that the deceased's arm had a few red spots on the subtle broken skin, which was found to be from a very strange poison." He said as he took out a stack of photos from his pocket and showed them to the guests who were probing their brains.

When Ping Yan saw it at first glance, she felt that her body was drowning, and she was shocked all over, and she seemed to have been immersed in cold water from head to toe. In the black and white monotonous negative, no one knows the size of the sore better than her. How could such a hidden poison appear on that person's body?

In the moment of lightning, the causes and consequences collided together. She suddenly remembered Shen Dashao, yes, he was the only one who had seen that kind of poison, and he was the only one, and it was necessary to sacrifice himself at the critical moment of survival to protect Shen Yujian's reputation and the prestige of the Shen family.

In the midst of a sigh of pointing, Inspector Wang spoke impartially, "An hour ago, the patrol room received an anonymous report call, and someone secretly sent evidence. A guard bowed forward, carrying the burden that Ping Yan had left in the servant's room. He shook off the baggage, exposed the contents to the public at a glance, pinched out an inch-long gourd white porcelain bottle, and said majestically: "This is poisoned poison powder." He took out the shelled pistol inside, "This is the murder weapon." ”

He was condescending, glanced at Liu Muyun with some disdain, pointed a gun at Ping Yan, and said sharply: "What else do you have to say!" ”