Fengtian City is bustling on weekdays, and students in tunics are beaming everywhere, this is the former Shengjing, even if something like that happened last night, it still does not hide the prosperity of the city.

It's just that compared to yesterday, the flow of people on the road has obviously doubled.

"Young Marshal Lu." The waiter stood beside him, his waist bent respectfully, and he quietly glanced at the young marshal, and his voice was very soft: "Your car is parked downstairs, do I need to move a seat for you?" lest it be scratched. "Waiter

Lu Weiyan leaned against the window, and his eyes moved from the foreign coachman on the street to the Ford car below, and the car was brightly lit by Cheng Guangwa, who was taken care of by him.

This is the old man's gift when he returns to the city, and he cherishes it on weekdays, but this will stop at the main entrance of the "cyclamen", which is the most likely to be scratched.

"Not necessarily." He turned his head, leaned back, and muttered, "Wait for someone." ”

The waiter just spoke, and the storyteller next to him had already begun to babble.

"I don't have a clue about the theft of last year's famous painting, guess what, the big headshot of the deceased's room, take a closer look, oh, it's all the photos of the hottest celebrities now."

"Famous horns? Are you talking about Qing Xiaohua? ”

"It's not, that photo, there is blood in the painting, there is a painting in the blood, and it is accompanied by Qing Xiaohua's smile, hey, don't mention more feelings, I heard that at that time, the soldiers of Lu Dashuai were so frightened that they peed their crotch."

There was a loud laugh next to him, the waiter's face was embarrassed, and he was about to speak, but Lu Weiyan put his hand to his mouth and silenced: "Shhh ”

"Coincidentally, Yu Ji, who celebrated Xiaohua yesterday, happened not to sing and took leave, and the sword used to kill was a long sword!"

"But the overlord killed himself?"

"I don't know, I'm also gossip, the military, but I haven't responded yet."

Lu Weiyan condensed his coffee, his fingers stirring idly, and the aura of murder gradually rose in his eyes.

Even if he took over and rectified up and down, there were still soldiers who sold the news in exchange for silver taels in order to subsidize their families.

"Isn't there something troublesome about Young Marshal Lu? Why are your brows so tight? ”

As soon as Lu Weiyan raised his head, the delicate man stood beside him, saw him looking over, smiled warmly, slowly sat opposite, and exhaled at the waiter: "Please have a glass of lemonade, thank you." ”

The movement here attracted the people at the next table to look over, and they were suddenly so frightened that their faces turned pale and they didn't dare to squeak.

Lu Weiyan's brows stretched, looking at Qing Xiaohua's face, leaning back, holding his hands together, and smiling evilly: "Qing Xiaohua? ”

His momentum changed suddenly, like a gentleman, with a casual smile on the corner of his mouth: "Give Ye Le one." ”

With such a contemptuous and teasing tone, he thought that Qing Xiaohua would be angry, but who expected him to glance at Lu Weiyan, hook the corners of his lips, and show a shallow smile.

"Others are punished with three cups when they are late, but Lu Shao is special, but he likes to watch people laugh."

His smile was faint, like a March breeze.

Lu Weiyan leaned forward suddenly, his playful smile blinked and converged, his eyes were facing each other, the tip of his nose was staggered, and his eyes were like an eagle: "Are you a murderer?" ”

Qing Xiaohua's expression was not surprised, and there was still a light smile on her face: "Lu Shao is looking for me, is that what he said?" ”

The lines of sight are staggered, one is seductive, and the other is as elegant as a chrysanthemum.

"Your lemonade, sir."

"Thank you."

Lu Weiyan returned to her seat, her eyes sinking: "Aren't you surprised?" ”

"Lu Shao, that matter is already known to everyone."

Qing Xiaohua may not have it, but for Lu Weiyan, this word contains a critical meaning.

Blocking the news, that's how it is blocked.

"Ming people don't say dark words, please talk about the road less, I will know everything."

"Can the deceased have a personal relationship with you?"

"My fans, willing to spend a lot of money on me to laugh, there is a connection."

Lu Weiyan looked at his smile, and didn't think that this smile was the kind that could scare people into peeing their pants, even if the face of the singing picture was colorful, but it was also red lips and white teeth, otherwise how could it fit Yu Ji's personality.

"Where were you last night?"

"Occasionally, I feel the wind and cold, and I am sleepy at home."

"Alone?"

"Yes, the servants of the family have been dismissed and returned to their hometowns."

Lu Weiyan raised his eyebrows: "Such a coincidence? ”

"Perennial does not return, the child is seriously ill, what does Lu Shao think?"

"I see that your face is ruddy, not like you have just recovered from a serious illness."

"It's just a cold, it's not a serious illness." Qing Xiaohua's face remained unchanged: "If Lu Shuai doesn't believe it, everyone in the theater knows it." ”

"The sword in the theater, where is you, or where is the overlord?"

Qing Xiaohua smiled: "It's only used for acting, who usually brings it back?" It's all in the theater. ”

"Lu Shao doesn't think that the current clues are too clear? Too heavy a trace? ”

Lu Weiyan smiled: "Maybe the murderer wants to use this to induce?" ”

He jerked several photos on the table, all of them from the time of the murder, and the smell of blood was thick.

"You don't seem to be scared at all?"

Qing Xiaohua glanced at it lightly: "But the dead are not ghosts, what is there to be afraid of." ”

The corners of his mouth suddenly hooked, with a somewhat cold smile: "Lu Shao thinks I'm too indifferent?" Those who do our business, whoever gives money is the owner of the money, this is this, tomorrow may be that, and the feelings are overflowing. ”

As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on the photo again, and he twisted his gaze and laughed out loud.

"That's how the National Police Agency handles cases?"

His voice was warm, but the smile on his face was a little sarcastic: "This thing is obviously left by the murderer, if you want to check, you can check this." ”

Lu Weiyan saw that it was a Western alarm clock, falling in the sight of the deceased.

Qing Xiaohua said: "He is used to watches, he doesn't like this kind of alarm clock, I've been there a few times, and there is no such thing at home, obviously the murderer put it in front of him and let him watch his life pass." ”

"We'll look into it." Lu Weiyan stood up, he didn't expect that there would be an unexpected gain: "Mr. Qing still don't leave Fengtian City for the time being." ”

When Lu Weiyan went downstairs and got into the car, the adjutant sat in the driver's seat and reported truthfully: "Mr. Qing stopped next to the car for a while just now. ”

"yes, I see." Lu Weiyan sat in the back row, with an angular face, and her eyes were locked on the alarm clock of the photo.

"Let the evidence department check the manufacturer and batch of this alarm clock, and which customers it sells to."

The adjutant was stunned: "What about Qing Xiaohua?" Do you still need to follow secretly? ”

"Follow," Lu Weiyan's eyes were dark, and he flipped through the photo with white gloves: "He should know the murderer." ”

"He's not a murderer?"

"What would you do if you were a murderer in the face of my questioning?"

The adjutant said without hesitation: "Leave aside the relationship, I don't know if you ask three questions." ”

"Qing Xiaohua said that he had a cold, but he didn't cough half a word in front of me, and he also told me about the alarm." Lu Weiyan leaned against the window and supported his head with his hands: "He didn't have an alibi, and even said that it perfectly matched the suspect's setting." ”

Raising his head and closing his eyes, remembering the man's calmness from beginning to end, Lu Weiyan said in a deep voice: "Unless he is good at attacking scheming and doing the opposite, he is a real master." ”