One of them was silent, the other hummed, and neither of them would speak.

Jiao Yu sniffed, walked over to the guard with a dislocated shoulder and said, "This, pee your pants."

The soldiers laughed, and the man's face was white, embarrassed and afraid.

This was probably the lowest point in his life.

He Lingchuan also walked up to the captive with a dislocated shoulder and patted him on the shoulder————

This person screamed in pain, and his eyes were raised, just in front of the mirror that He Lingchuan sacrificed.

"Look!"

The man tried to look away, but it was too late. His gaze subconsciously fell on the mirror, and he didn't feel anything unusual.

Until the reflection in the mirror, he smiled at himself.....

The sorghum pole blocked the sun's rays from the west, and everyone stood in the shadows when a wisp of white smoke was drawn from the captive's mouth and thrown into the mirror in an instant.

The captive's gaze suddenly became wooden.

This man is wounded and weak-minded, and he is more susceptible to external evil than his companions.

He Lingchuan repeated the question: "Who are you chasing?"

The captive replied dumbfoundedly, "This is the man who is now wanted in the whole city, surnamed Mai."

After losing his soul, even his alertness disappeared.

"Have you dealt with him?"

The man shook his head. They are also only doing what they are told.

"What is the order you have received?"

"Take him back. If you can't bring it back, kill it on the spot."

Sure enough, it was just as he expected: "Who sent you?"

"Uncle Wu."

Finally, there is a new name to trace: "Who is Uncle Wu?"

"Uncle Wu is an old man in the Cen Mansion, and he has been by Lord Cen for more than ten years, and he has done a lot of things."

"Lord Chen? Lord Cen?" He Lingchuan asked him, "What about the full name?"

"Cen ....." showed a look of struggle in the man's eyes again.

Even if you lose your soul, do you instinctively not want to say it? He Lingchuan said, "Don't worry, I said that you are fine."

But the man shook his head again and again.

He Lingchuan had to ask a different way: "Do you live in the northwest corner of Baisha?"

"Yes."

"Do you live east of the Blue Lagoon?"

"Yes."

"What are the recognizable markings?"

"There is a pair of white jade unicorns more than a foot tall in Zhengdamen Town, and a three-hundred-year-old plane tree."

He Lingchuan thought for a moment, "What does Uncle Wu look like?"

"In his fifties, square-faced, slightly chubby, not tall, squinting when he laughs."

These features are familiar. "Is he wearing a red silk today, a black gilded belt, and a black hat?"

The man also recalled, "yes."

He Lingchuan snorted slightly.

Uncle Wu is also on the tower!

It is an elderly wealthy businessman who bargains with others in the Chaohu Teahouse.

I don't know if the artist is bold or self-confident and doesn't help out, Wu Bo still went in person.

Fortunately, He Lingchuan also did enough scenes on the tower, and he didn't let people see through it at a glance.

"Is Uncle Wu the housekeeper of the Cen Mansion, and what are you doing?"

"No, the housekeeper of the Cen Mansion has someone else." The man shook his head, "Uncle Wu only follows Master Cen, we don't know what he does."

"Uncle Wu is Lord Cen's henchman?"

"Yes."

"Okay, take it down." He Lingchuan felt relieved and said to the leader of the soldiers, "Tell you to unify the capital, and immediately escort this captive with a dislocated shoulder to the national capital, and report it to the prince as an important witness; The other is imprisoned, and be careful to be silenced."

The soldier took the order and left.

He Lingchuan stood up and stretched, and whistled again.

The goshawk flew from nowhere, with a few magpie feathers on the corners of its mouth.

"Why did you eat it?" He Lingchuan couldn't cry or laugh, "Turn back

If you go to report that person, you need to keep an eye on it."

The goshawk stood on the horse's back and flapped its wings: "Eyeliner has been sent."

Time was pressing, so everyone packed up and rushed back.

It wasn't until the Chaohu Tower came into view again that two blue salamanders flew from the front and landed in front of the goshawk, chirping a few times.

The goshawk raised its wings, and the two fowl demons flew in fright.

"What's wrong?"

"They're lost." "They said that the third person who turned back entered a low room opposite the Chaohu Tower, and never came out again. They waited for a while and felt that something was wrong, and they went through the window to look and saw that it was empty."

"Well, that's already slipping away, it's either a secret passage or a formation." He Lingchuan exhaled, knowing that he would not touch the opponent's lair so smoothly, "Take me over to have a look."

Two blue magpies lead the way.

They were temporarily co-opted by the Goshawk, who was a Red Yan demon official who had the right to temporarily requisition these demon birds to do things for themselves.

He Lingchuan followed them to a bungalow, just opposite the Chaohu Tower.

It's not the first row facing the street, but the attic at the back. This is equivalent to two and a half floors, He Lingchuan went up to take a look, and sure enough, through the window, he could monitor the gate of Chaohu Tower.

Houses like this are lined up around the Chaohu Tower, and they are very inconspicuous. The people in and out are also mixed, and many foreigners are greedy for cheap and rent a house here.

After all, it is around the scenic spot, not as closed as ordinary residential areas, and the raw face will be recognized at once.

He Yuanchuan and Jiao Yu searched around the house a few times, moved the low table away, and found that there was a good formation hidden underneath.

Jiao Yu looked at it and said, "This is a small mountain moving formation, and you can only move people two feet away."

Of course, the price is also small.

Don't look, the other end of the circle must be in the house next door, and the third target has slipped away.

Lan Que's stalking this time was a complete failure.

"Guard the existing captives, they are important witnesses." He Lingchuan straightened up, "Fortunately, we've already asked for new clues."

The Blue Lake East Mansion has a white jade unicorn at the door and a three-hundred-year-old sycamore.

That's just a name.

In fact, when the three of them chased them out, He Lingchuan was already down-to-earth.

This time, the goal of the layout has been achieved:

First of all, he must find out whether Mr. Mak has made contact with the real culprit behind the scenes.

It's the whole case.

Now the answer is clear;

No.

After escaping from Frost Dew Town, Mr. Mai has not been heard from, neither He Yuanchuan nor his immediate boss have been able to find any trace of him.

Otherwise, these people don't need to venture into the Tide Lake Tower.

Mr. Mak's disappearance is in itself an intriguing sign. Did he flee when he smelled the murderous intent and tried to protect himself, or did he have a plan in the first place?

If it's the latter, what's the purpose?

Secondly, fishing.

He Lingchuan didn't have the luxury of catching a certain big fish, to be honest, he also felt that the water here was very deep, and the one who could bite the hook might not be the real murderer.

But give him a vine, and he will be able to touch the melon easily, and he can find a flaw in the other party's strict defense.

Now, isn't the clue delivered to the door on its own?

......

After stepping out of the small moving mountain formation, the third guard saw Uncle Wu.

When Uncle Wu saw him come back empty-handed, he immediately knew that something was wrong: "What happened?"

Before he could reply, Uncle Wu's face changed: "Okay, let's go!" Talk as you go!"

Before the guards could open their mouths, Wu Bo had already scratched the formation on the wall and left in a hurry with his subordinates.

Half an hour later.

Wu Bo stood in front of his master, in a cold sweat:

"Those two idiots never came back. The old slave made a mistake and fell into the trap of the other party!"

"They may have confessed." Cen Boqing walked around the house twice

, "Just these two people can't bite Cen Mansion, but the more this surnamed He checks, the more he can't stay."

"Please show me."

"He is the envoy of the prince of the Chiyan Kingdom, and it is not appropriate to be executed publicly." Cen Boqing paused, "Then find a spell master and give him a ride."

"You mean, Cheng?"

Cen Boqing nodded, "He should be ready."

"If you can get that one out of the way, it should be foolproof." Wu Bo breathed a sigh of relief, "Even the monarch of the Pi Kingdom died at his hands, this surname He should be a piece of cake."

"Go and see, what else is there to prepare, so that he can't be careless."

Uncle Wu answered and was about to leave, when Cen Boqing suddenly said, "By the way, have you verified the background of Mai Xuewen's net worth?"

"Someone has been sent to re-check, his hometown is a bit far away, and it is estimated that it will take three to five days to get the results."

"I just heard that he sent his men to kill demons in a very special way?"

"This..." Uncle Wu's face turned slightly pale.

"You don't know?"

"When Mai Xuewen first started doing this, I accompanied him for more than two months to observe, and his methods of leading people to kill demons were very ordinary, not like at all, not like now." Uncle Wu swallowed, "Later, Mai Xuewen has been delivering the pulp beads on schedule, sometimes even exceeding. He was the most low-key of the deputies, and there was never a problem, and the old slave seldom, seldom asked him about his methods."

He has a lot of subordinates, a lot of things to worry about, and Mai Xuewen never makes mistakes, how can he always keep an eye on Mai Xuewen?

Cen Boqing said softly, "There are a lot of agents under you, and it is impossible for them to be interrogated by all of them, I know."

Uncle Wu lowered his head. He knew Cen Boqing very well, and this matter couldn't be taken lightly.

"But that's the second big mistake you've made!"

With a crisp sound, Cen Boqing threw over a tea cup and smashed it on the wall beside Wu Bo.

The debris flew and scratched the back of his hand, but Wu Bo remained motionless and let the blood drip to the ground.

"Is the trap set by the surnamed He at the Chaohu Tower very clever? How can you step into it with one foot!" Cen Boqing slapped the table and scolded, "How do you train your subordinates? Either stupid as a pig or a dog, or on the verge of escape!"

Uncle Wu was silently reprimanded.

The biggest mistake he made on the edge of the Chaohu Tower was that he didn't stay in the attic to watch. As a result, the three guards rushed out to arrest people, but they couldn't improvise.

At this time, someone at the back door asked to see him, saying that he was a friend of Lingxu.

These four words are code words.

Cen Boqing suddenly reined in his anger and took a deep breath. Wu Bo also hurriedly cleaned up the broken porcelain ballasts on the ground.

The servants brought in one of them and dressed him as a civilian.

With such a large Cen Mansion, it usually takes more than 100 people to maintain its operation, so it is the norm for people to come in and out.

Cen Boqing thought that this was a disguise by Zhongsun Mou's guards, but he didn't know that this person's hat was lifted, revealing light blue skin.

"Brother Zhongsun?" Cen Boqing's surprise was not feigned, "Why did you come here in person?"