At the same time.

Zhangwu Temple, Hedgehog Hall.

Jian Siyuan sat at the table, and Wu Hongyan sat aside.

The second team of four people is well-dressed and well-armed.

"This time the person committed a murder case."

Jian Siyuan spoke.

"This person is twenty-eight years old, and he has six veins of cultivation."

"He is five feet three inches tall, and he looks like the picture draws him."

He pushed through a thick piece of paper.

The second team passed each other on.

The paper depicts a man with a round face and hanging eyebrows, a mole on the left side of his face, and a short crown on his head.

Judging from the clothes and accessories, the background is not bad.

"This person's location has been locked in the courtyard, and I want you to go out immediately to arrest him."

Jian Siyuan continued.

"It's done, Wu Xun will count sixty points for one person."

As soon as these words came out, Wu Ruyi and Bai Jiaci were pleasantly surprised, and Hong Fan and Zhan Yuanzi were surprised.

The previous case of Grass Flying totaled two and dozens of armed men, but only forty martial artists.

This time, only one person with six veins is worth sixty martial arts, which is ridiculously high.

"Director-General, you haven't said where the prisoners are."

Wu Hongyan asked.

"Now it's on the seventh floor of Mingyue Building, Box No. 2."

Jian Siyuan replied, took the teacup and took a big sip.

At this time, even Wu Ruyi instinctively felt strange.

"The prisoner is hiding in the Mingyue Tower?"

Bai Jiaci wondered.

Since he joined Tiqi, he has seen a lot of cases, but it is really unprecedented for him to dare to wander in the most prosperous places when the cases are discovered.

"I see."

Zhan Yuanzi thought for a while and had an answer.

"The criminal was shielded by Mingyue Tower."

Hong Fan also bowed his head.

Seeing this, Jian Siyuan hurriedly denied: "No, the case does not involve Mingyue Tower, it just coincides with its meeting." ”

Wu Hongyan was a little impatient.

"What kind of dumb riddle is the Director-General?"

"Do you know the name of the prisoner?"

She asked.

"This person's surname is Wang, and his name is Mincai."

Jian Siyuan replied dryly.

"Wang Mincai?"

Hong Fan repeated it, but saw that Wu Hongyan's face changed greatly.

"Isn't it the Wang Yanei of the Zhou Ji Agency?"

Her voice was three points heavier.

Jian Siyuan didn't reply, just nodded.

"Director-General, this?"

Wu Hongyan said hurriedly, and her voice was softer again.

But when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say them.

She instinctively glanced at Hong Fan.

"Director-General."

Hong Fan immediately took over.

"It sounds like this person is drinking in Mingyue Tower, dare to ask if there are accomplices at the banquet?"

He asked.

Now it is the turn of the chief secretary to weigh his words.

"Accomplices, there should be no ......"

Jian Siyuan knew the inside story very well, and naturally knew that Wang Min had someone to protect him.

It's just that the key and what Shangfeng thinks are not easy to say at will through his mouth.

On the other side, Wu Hongyan finally couldn't hold it back.

"Director-General, have you asked other divisions about this case?"

She meant something.

Jian Siyuan's face immediately tensed.

"Wu Siye."

"Is there any bargaining for the matter of Tiqi's arrest?"

He asked rhetorically.

Wu Hongyan was speechless for a while, but she was still unconvinced.

But Hong Fan saw some inside information from Jian Siyuan's reaction.

"If you have an order, do you dare to obey?"

"The four of us will leave immediately."

He stood up and said, gesturing to his teammates.

The three of them immediately got up, and their silk clothes snapped.

Hong Fan saluted Wu Hongyan and turned to go out.

Approaching the door of the Pig Hall, Jian Siyuan suddenly spoke again.

"Wait, I'll say one more thing."

He looked at Hong Fan, who had turned around.

"There is some implication behind this matter, and it must be done 'cleanly'."

Jian Siyuan stood up, and his tone was deeper.

"The last four words are the Admiral's original words."

"Order."

Hong Fan was relieved when he heard this, and led the team to stride away.

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A quarter of an hour later, Mingyue went downstairs.

Hong Fan's team turned over and dismounted, threw their mounts on the side of the street, and stepped up the jade steps.

In front of the gate, the waiter saw the iconic red moire silk dress and hurriedly greeted him to inquire.

But the four of them just ignored it and went straight into the building.

Except for Wu Ruyi, the other three have all been to Mingyue Tower, and Bai Jiaci has been to it more than once.

It is an architectural pattern that no one needs to tell you.

From the stairs on the west side, Hong Fan strode up to the seventh floor.

When I reached the third floor, a middle-aged steward struggled to keep up with him.

"A few officials, why are you so anxious, can you inform the villain?"

He smiled, his tone was careful, rushed to the side of the crowd, and stretched out his hand to stop him.

was then pushed away by Zhan Yuanzi with a sheathed long sword.

"Take someone from the Martial Academy, don't ask."

Cheer as ordered.

The steward did not dare to speak again.

Immediately went up to the seventh floor.

Turn the entrance at the staircase.

The corridor was long, and there was a thick red carpet on the floor, which was slightly sunken when stepped on.

Boxes are arranged on both sides.

Hong Fan raised his eyes and saw several messengers standing at the end, one of whom still had a scar on his forehead.

Seeing four people dressed in silk clothes coming, the black-clothed messengers were pardoned.

At the end of the corridor is the No. 2 private room.

There were still three feet from the door, and everyone could hear the pleasant silk bamboo coming from inside, as well as the unbridled laughter.

Wu Ruyi folded his sleeves, and Zhan Yuanzi changed the sword to his left hand.

The formation quietly changed as it went.

The messengers did not speak, but stood against the wall and made way of the aisle.

Bai Jia gave Hong Fan a look and hurried to the front in two steps.

The old horizontal knife was pushed out an inch, and it sounded half-loudly.

The door was not latched, and it opened with a push.

The sound of silk bamboo and words became louder.

There was a howling wind in between.

Bai Jiaci's eyes narrowed slightly, and he saw clearly that it was a porcelain bowl flying over.

The knife is unsheathed.

He slashed flat with both hands, smashed the porcelain bowl to pieces, and then spat out true qi, pouring the fragments back in one go.

True Qi collided, slam.

The shards were blocked by an invisible wall of air.

The sound of silk and bamboo immediately stopped.

The private rooms of Mingyue Building are very spacious.

It is divided into two sets, the inner and the outside, and the one facing the main gate is the coat.

A large and thick rosewood table is set in the center, and more than a dozen people sit around, half of them are sons of the family, half of them are singers of the building.

Bai Jiaci's slash just now was violent, which frightened the singers.

"Presumptuous!"

A loud shout.

Behind the table, a figure stood up abruptly.

This man is quite tall and wears a brocade hat.

It is the Bai Taiping that the beggar festival has seen.

Bai Jiaci looked at this family coldly without giving in, glanced at Liu Xingxian in the center again, and stepped aside with a horizontal knife, choking the position of the main entrance.

Later, Hong Fan's figure was revealed.

"It's been a long time, Bai Gongzi."

He took a step inside and smiled at Bai Taiping.

Bai Taiping, who was still full of momentum just now, was like a goose that was choked by the neck, and he became impotent.

There was silence in the room.

"Hong Fan?!"

Bai Taiping said bitterly, feeling the wound on the top of his head that had grown and began to itch again.

"It's me."

Hong Fan replied.

Bai Dashao was looked at by him, and his face changed as pale as a marquee.

Then, abruptly deflated.

"Guys, I'm sorry."

He bowed his hand to his fellow table mates and glanced at the front door.

The four horsemen, stewards, and the lively government errands......

It's already blocked.

So Bai Taiping had to push open a window to the side, and then jumped down from the seventh floor.

Everyone was stunned.

The head catcher, who still had a fresh wound on his forehead, rubbed his eyes even more.

He really couldn't imagine what the identity of this leading handsome rider was, and he could actually scare the Bai family who was sitting in the second seat into jumping off the building with a single look?!

(End of chapter)