"You're thinking about them."

Ding Xiu smiled strangely when he heard this, and suddenly changed his words: "But I remember, that Shen Lian also seems to know Brother Zhao, right?" ”

Jin Yichuan hurriedly said: "Second brother has already escaped from this whirlpool, senior brother, you can't pull him back again." ”

Ding Xiu smiled: "Look at you, I'm just asking!" ”

Jin Yichuan's face softened slightly, and he just wanted to continue to say something, when his face suddenly changed, he turned around suddenly, pulled out the short knife on his waist, and threw it towards the alley behind him.

"Whoa—"

The blade broke through the air, and in the blink of an eye, a black shadow was pinned to the corner of the alley.

The two brothers quickly stepped forward to check, only to see a gray mouse nailed to the wall with a short knife, its limbs still twitching, and its mouth kept making 'squeak' screams.

"It turned out to be a mouse."

Jin Yichuan breathed a sigh of relief, took out the short knife, took out a piece of silk, and wiped it with a frown.

Ding Xiu, who was on the side, was holding a knife in both hands, glanced at the dead mouse, suddenly remembered something, turned his head and asked, "Oh yes, and that Fu Qingyun, what do you know?" ”

Jin Yichuan wiped the blood on the knife and replied casually: "I don't know much, but I heard that the real culprit of the Liu family's bloody case may not be Fu Qingyun." ”

Ding Xiu raised his eyebrows: "Oh? It's not him, who is it? ”

Jin Yichuan shook his head: "I don't know, but-"

Jin Yichuan paused, then looked around vigilantly, and said in a low voice: "However, there are high-ranking people in the yamen who have already guessed the existence of the organization from Li Jianlin, and suspect that we did it......"

Li Jianlin is a bright-faced figure pushed out by the Alliance.

That is, the target of Lin Zhongtian's assassination entrusted by the Liu family.

"We didn't do it."

Ding Xiu shook his head decisively.

Jin Yichuan was a little skeptical: "Are you sure?" ”

Ding Xiu nodded and said: "I'm sure, as far as I know, the organization had already incorporated the third elder of the Liu family into its command at that time, and was preparing to help him kill his brother and uncle and take over the power of the Liu family. ”

Jin Yichuan nodded knowingly: "That's what I said." ”

Ding Xiu suddenly smiled awkwardly: "However, although we didn't do the Liu family's bloody case, this news was indeed released by the organization." ”

“…… Yes? ”

"To be honest, it's not to blame us, the masters of the rivers and lakes who passed by the Liu family at that time, and the only one who had the ability to do this was his white bone demon hand Fu Qingyun."

Jin Yichuan's face was straight: "No matter what, this matter can't be let Fu Qingyun know." ”

Ding Xiu frowned, and said thoughtfully: "You want to pull him into the gang?" ”

Jin Yichuan nodded: "Now that time is pressing, there is a shortage of manpower, and it just so happens that there is such a master in the capital, and it is naturally the best to be able to pull him to help me." ”

Ding Xiu smiled: "Don't say it, there is really such a possibility!" I see this person as both good and evil, for the name of the devil, he actually doesn't care, but he just thinks that the name of the white bone demon hand is a little ugly, if you hear that you and I are going to rob the prison, he may be really interested, but I don't know where he is in the capital, and you need to pay more attention to this aspect. ”

"Senior brother, I'm from my province."

Jin Yichuan nodded, and the two brothers walked out of the alley while chatting.

When the two of them walked away, the mouse corpse in the corner suddenly twitched, and a hazy gray mist emerged from a pair of blood-red eyes.

"Okay, Lao Tzu's reputation is really ruined by this group of people!"

In the inn two blocks away, Lin Zhongtian sat at the head of the bed in the guest room, looking indignant.

But then, he looked strange and touched his chin thoughtfully.

No, the plot in his memory doesn't seem to be like this!

If he remembers correctly, in the movie, Jin Yichuan killed the Jinyiwei who chased him, and impersonated his identity, so that he became the Jinyiwei today.

And after his senior brother Ding Xiu found out this secret, he entangled him and extorted a lot of silver.

The relationship between the two brothers is not to say that they help each other, at least they don't share the sky.

Of course, according to the plot later, many netizens speculated that the two brothers actually cared about each other very much.

It's just that this way of expressing care is a little awkward.

Although Ding Xiu blackmailed Jin Yichuan and joked that he asked him to find a big man in the capital who was good at Longyang to sell his ass to make money, he actually wanted to tell him the ugliness hidden under the prosperity of the capital and force him to get out of the quagmire of Jinyiwei.

And although Jin Yichuan wanted to kill Ding Xiu several times, he still pushed Ding Xiu away at the most critical moment, and suffered countless shots from the roof for his senior brother.

All in all, the relationship between the two brothers in the original book is quite complicated.

Every time we meet, we either talk to each other, or draw knives to each other, how can there be this scene of love and affection.

And listening to their conversation, the two brothers are actually members of the Alliance, and they are still the main force in the next robbery.

According to this meaning, Jin Yichuan's behavior of impersonating and infiltrating Jinyiwei is not just tired of being a thief and wants to go ashore, but he was ordered to go undercover for Jinyiwei and do things for the Alliance.

That's interesting......

Lin Zhongtian showed a smile on his face, and immediately got up and pushed open the window.

Knowing such an interesting thing, where could he sit still.

Anyway, this gray mist-reinforced body didn't need much sleep, so it was better to continue his unfinished business at night.

Seeing and hearing so much news about the Alliance, Lin Zhongtian became more and more interested in this so-called Brother Zhao.

……

……

The prison does not see the light of day all year round, it is dark and gloomy, and it is difficult to distinguish between day and night.

There are very few windows higher than one meter in the prison, most of them are low vents, and the night breeze and sewage go in and out together, and the air seems to be muddy and foul-smelling.

When it was over, the two iron doors of the prison opened silently.

A young man dressed in a jailer's outfit walked into the prison and walked slowly along the long corridor behind the iron gate.

There are dim oil lamps lit on both sides of the road, and the bluestone pavement under your feet has long been polished very smoothly by countless pairs of feet, but there is a little moss growing in the gap between the bluestone and the bluestone, and it has obviously not been cleaned up for a long time.

The young man continued to walk forward, and with each step, a clear echo could be heard in the corridor.

This design eliminates the possibility of Jin Yichuan and others quietly robbing the prison from the root.

As long as they don't buy off all the jailers, their footsteps as they cross the corridor will be magnified exponentially, alerting the jailers at the end of the corridor and on both sides of the corridor.

In the middle of the road, there is a section of road without oil lamps, replaced by holes in the walls on both sides.

Obviously, this is the trap and hiding place of the Yongdao.

As the young man walked along this route, several pairs of eyes were quietly observing through the hole.

They first glanced at the young man's outfit, then at the young man's face, and when they saw that it was a familiar face, they quietly disappeared behind the hole, allowing the young man to walk through the most dangerous part of the road.

I don't know how long I walked, but the young man finally came to the end of the road.

A cell boss with cloudy eyes was guarding there.

Hearing the silence of footsteps in the corridor, the old man raised his eyes to look at the young man, then waved his hand, lowered his head again, and ignored the young man in front of him.

Passing through the iron gate beside the old man is like entering another world.

In the dark and silent world, there was finally a hint of human fireworks.

It was the sound of the jailers on duty tonight shouting as they drank and played for money.