Chapter Twenty-Five: The Man Who Can't Bear It

Black enveloped all the houses, the moonlight was hazy, the shadows of the trees were swaying, and there was a dead silence. There was only the sound of footsteps of two people.

"You shouldn't be so impulsive." Forget Chen said: "You can use this excuse to continue to investigate." ”

"Not necessarily." Feng said stubbornly: "The tighter the door of his Chu family is closed, the more I have to pry it open." ”

Forget Chen looked up at her, and saw a fire clearly lit in her bright eyes, perhaps, this is the real her.

"What's your plan?" Forget the dust and smile.

"Maybe there's someone to give it a try."

Feng tilted her eyes, what did that woman entrust her with, she wanted to die, maybe he could solve her doubts.

It's a dilapidated house.

The surrounding courtyard walls are made of wooden planks and are scattered, except for a stone house that is still erected. The dilapidated houses are isolated from the town, surrounded by pine and willow trees. Spring is already deep, but there is no feeling of spring here, and there is a muffled miasma wafting in the air, as if something is quietly rotting.

Later, after a long time, Feng Qian realized that it was the human heart that rotted.

The morning was getting up, the fog was still there, everything was in a trance, and there were still a few pieces of furniture in the broken house, a table, a stool, a pot of wine, and a bed, and the glow of the sun was shining on the window and on the haggard face of a young man.

The man leaned on the table and stroked his forehead, with a bandage on his head, as if he was injured, maybe he was overly worried, Xu was drunk and dreamed of death, his face was still quite handsome, but his eyebrows were wrinkled, and the stubble on his face was even more depressed.

The man picked up the flask and poured it again, only slightly stretching between his eyebrows.

Before he could drop the flask, there was a knock on the door of the broken house.

"Who?" He was taken aback.

"Does Cheng Keli live here?" It was a young woman's voice.

Cheng Keli frowned and said, "I am, who are you?" ”

"My name is Feng Qianxin, and I came to visit Gongzi on purpose."

Cheng Keli sneered and said, "Visit me? ”

After that, he kicked the wooden door open, staggered out, and a woman in a green shirt appeared outside the door, and the beautiful and dusty face made Cheng Keli's eyes light up, but the look in his eyes fell again, and he fell to the ground with a dizziness.

"I know you, and that day Hanlian fell from your room."

After that, he raised his head and took another sip of wine, and sneered: "Who told you that I am here!" ”

Feng leaned his lips and smiled: "Cheng Gongzi is unwell and has resigned from the job of head catcher, if you want to find out where you live, it is not difficult, but today it seems that Gongzi is also an infatuated lover!" ”

Feng had something to say in his heart, and Cheng Keli's expression immediately changed, and he said, "What are you talking about?" ”

Feng poured his heart and said: "Cheng Gongzi knows it. ”

Cheng Keli slightly provoked a pair of drunken eyes, as sharp as two knives, and suddenly he sneered and got up and retreated back into the house, slamming the wooden door shut, and said, "You have found the wrong person,"

Feng leaned under the window, looked at him with a vigilant look through the broken window paper, and said in a deep voice: "I know that you have affection for her, and I know everything about the wound on your head." ”

Cheng Keli became angry when he heard this, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes: "What do you want?" ”

"What, you want to kill your mouth?" Feng Tianxin suddenly laughed and said, "I'm the last person Han Lian has ever seen in my life, don't you want to know what she said to me before she died?" ”

Cheng Keli lowered his eyes and was silent for a moment, put down the wine jug, and said, "You go quickly, this is not a good place, otherwise once the miasma enters the brain, no one will be able to save you." ”

Feng Qianxin wanted to say something more, but there was no movement in the house, but there was a sound of "da-da-da" footsteps in the forest road, and it was getting closer and closer to the broken house.

She hurriedly hid outside the collapsed fence and peeked secretly, and saw that the person who came was actually a man, dressed as a junior, and carrying a bottle of wine in his hand.

The man walked under the window, looked in twice, then knocked on the window, and said, "Cheng Gongzi, the wine has been delivered." ”

In the middle of the sound, there was a lazy drunken talk from inside, and said, "Put it at the door." ”

The little two answered, put the wine at the door, glanced at the flask and got up and left.

Feng leaned in his heart but secretly chewed Cheng Keli's last sentence, the miasma entered the brain, no one can save you, this sentence seems to have a deep meaning, is it a threat or a warning?

After a long time, when the sky was already bright, the door slowly opened, Cheng Keli staggered out, lifted the wine jug and pulled out the wine stopper, a smell of wine overflowed from the jug, he smiled contentedly and raised his legs into the house, suddenly, he felt that his body shook a flower in front of his eyes, as if something passed by, when he raised his eyes, he saw a woman sitting at the table, looking at him with a smile.

Cheng Keli angrily kicked the wooden door shut, and slammed the wine jug on the table, and a few drops of wine juice swayed out, he pointed at Feng Qian and said angrily and angrily: "Why haven't you left yet!" ”

Feng leaned and said: "Han Lian seems to have something to trust before she died, but she didn't make it clear, and her death was also very strange. Since I have accepted her in my heart, I should know the whole story. ”

Cheng Keli closed his eyes and said, "I don't know anything. ”

After that, he turned around and wanted to go out, but Feng leaned in his heart and blocked his way, and said aggressively: "I don't know, I don't know how you tried your best to plan for her to escape from prison, and you were willing to take her a pestle!" ”

Cheng Keli was drunk, her body staggered, and she simply lay on the bed, ignoring her.

Feng couldn't help him for a while, so she simply sat at the table and consumed it with him, and the aroma of wine on the table wafted from the pot and hooked her sense of smell, she glanced at the wine jug on the table, and suddenly, her face turned pale.

In the dilapidated house and forest, there are many flying insects in the house, many of which land directly next to the wine jug, and a few drops of wine that have just overflowed, many insects frolic on it, but the result is that they can no longer fly when they fall on it.

"This wine is poisonous!" Feng Tianxin let out a shocked voice.

Cheng Keli lying on the bed did not make a sound, Feng leaned to the side of the bed and lifted him up without saying a word, dragged him to the table, pointed to the corpse of the flying insect and said, "Someone wants to kill you." ”

Cheng Keli looked at the insect corpse and finally changed his face, took out a silver needle from his arms, gently inserted it into the wine jug, and took it out in a moment, and the part of the silver needle into the wine turned black.

"I can't bear it anymore." Cheng Keli's expression didn't change much, but Feng Qian clearly felt a strong killing intent spread from him.

"The poisoned person will come to check in a while, and it is not appropriate for Cheng Gongzi to stay here for a long time." Feng reminded heartily.

Cheng Keli stood up, the drunkenness on his face was swept away, Feng Qian knew that Fang Cai's decadence was pretended by him, and he had already known that someone was going to kill him.

"The girl really wants to overturn the case for Hanlian?" Cheng Keli said suddenly.

Feng leaned and smiled, the stubbornness in her eyes shone brightly, and said, "Since she trusts her with death, what reason do I have to refuse?" ”

Cheng Keli's eyes rose with a hint of emotion, and he sighed and said: "Han Lian can't be wrong to look at people, I believe in her, and naturally I believe in you, but this case is not an ordinary homicide case, in which the danger will die at any time, if the girl thinks about it, she will go to the immeasurable view of the back mountain to find me, and tell the girl the reasons for it." ”