Once again, a cooling towel caresses over the skin.

"Hiss......"

Su Peifeng's eyes suddenly condensed, as if he had woken up from a dream.

In his mind, Ao Zhixian's flying gauze skirt was still lingering.

After repeated recollection, the crimson became more and more vivid, and it was like a burning pavilion in the sky, reflected in the firelight of the night.

Su Peifeng's hairs stood on end.

He felt an evil fire rise in his chest.

"Young master, the slave and maid are retired."

Yanran spread the towel in the basin and got up.

Just as she was about to turn around, Su Peifeng suddenly grabbed her hand.

"...... Tonight"

He gasped.

"You stay and serve me."

Yan Ran looked up in surprise, thinking that she had misheard.

She saw Su Peifeng's gaze fall on her face, burning uncontrollably.

"Young master, will it be difficult for Miss Ao to explain over there?"

Yan Ran forcibly suppressed the surprise and fear in her heart, and asked in a trembling voice.

Su Peifeng was really silent and lowered his gaze.

The maid didn't ask any more, intending to leave.

At this time, her wrist suddenly tightened, and she was clutched in pain.

"Young Master......"

Yan Ran asked half a sentence in surprise, and saw Su Peifeng raise his hand and blow out the candle on the table.

The room went dark.

The copper basin fell on the carpet with a muffled thud.

The maid was pulled into a scorching embrace by an irresistible force.

Inside the bed tent, she was like a small boat, crushed by the waves.

"She's not ......"

"What about her?"

The voice was muffled and muffled.

It seems that it is not Su Peifeng who is speaking, but a stranger whom Yan Ran has never known.

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It's late at night.

The idler has long since fallen asleep.

In the mansion of the Fubo Gang Helmsman in the south of Xijing City and on the west bank of the Yao River, the patrol team carrying lanterns is on duty.

In the study room of the east courtyard, a musk white candle is lit.

There was only one person in the room, behind the independent table, with a pen.

[The people in the song are gone, and there are several peaks on the river. 】

When the last stroke of the "blue character" is dropped, the air flow suddenly rolls up in the quiet room, blowing out the candles.

As soon as the light was gone, the house was filled with a miserable white moonlight.

The smoke on the candle was billowing, and the panic was pervasive.

At some point, the door swayed and creaked.

"Good word!"

A flirtatious voice applauded.

Ao Fuwei put down his pen and looked up at the soft chair under the window.

A man in casual clothes sat casually, his snow-stained left boot resting on the brocade chair and his arms resting on his lap.

He wore a ponytail, his face was young and vicissitudes, and the left side of his face was a bluish purple that looked like a birthmark.

"You haven't seen it, how do you know if it's good or bad?"

Avwe asked.

"In just a few dozen strokes, it must be a good word to be able to write a dignified night owl with sweat on the forehead."

The man laughed, white breath coming out of his mouth.

"Night Stalker."

Ao Fuwei recited the two words, and his voice was long.

"Since I sat in the position of the leader of the Fubo Gang five years ago, and received the last order from the courtyard, I haven't heard anyone call me that......"

"So, Hu Zhenfu, what's going on?"

He wiped his forehead casually and asked again.

"It's not a pacification envoy."

Hu, surnamed Hu, leaned back in the chair and flicked his fingers into his boot.

The snow chips shattered and made a loud sound.

"Now it's Inspector Hu!"

Hu Jian raised his chin.

"Congratulations."

Avwe said casually, and sat down on the circle chair behind the leaning table.

"You're welcome, you're welcome."

The surnamed Hu didn't expect the other party to be so cold, so he had to give up his hand again and again and laugh at himself.

"I'm here to deliver orders from above."

He scratched the bruised birthmark on his face and got to business.

"What order requires the Positive Three Rank Overseer to be the messenger?"

Ao Fuwei asked, picking up a porcelain cup, pouring cold water from the void and drinking it slowly.

"I want you to break the game for Jin Ziming."

The person came and whispered.

Ao Fuwei frowned deeply.

"It's all come to this, why didn't you say it earlier?"

He paused his glass and asked in a deep voice.

"What did you say earlier?"

Inspector Hu shouted.

"The one surnamed Jin didn't ask us for it earlier!"

Ao Fuwei only drank water and did not speak for a long time.

"Why, night owl, have something to say and be straightforward."

Hu Jian straightened his back and looked straight behind the table.

"This inspector knows that this matter is not small - Fubo has helped us run the business for many years, and now he is also the leader of the underworld in Liangzhou, and he is an important asset in the hospital."

"That's why you want me to come in person......"

He laughed again, cold, meaningful.

Ao Fuwei stared at him until the other man smiled away.

"I'm too worried."

He replied.

"As long as it is the dean's intention, Ao has no words."

"That's great."

The surnamed Hu smiled, and his figure returned to slack.

"What does the courtyard want me to do to send the real account book of Fubo Xing?"

Avwe asked.

"It's not easy, if you need it, you can do it tonight."

The surnamed Hu shook his head.

"That's not enough."

He sighed.

"That's not enough?"

Ao Fuwei asked rhetorically.

"Jin Ziming, as the governor, has the right to listen directly to the heavens - there are those accounts, and half of the western Kyoto is at his disposal."

"It was good to say earlier, but now it's too late."

Hu Jian shook his finger.

"Even if Jin Ziming gets the account book, he still needs to check up and down, and then collect evidence, take people, interrogate ......"

"It will take at least a few months to get a result from the beginning to the end of such a large case."

"You stay away from Shenjing and don't know, Jin Ziming can only stay in Xijing until the beginning of spring at most - every time there is a court discussion, it is indispensable to attack him, and His Majesty may issue an edict to remove him from his position at any time."

Ao Fuwei just sneered disdainfully when he heard this.

"Night owl, since the courtyard wants to help him, we must be quick and fierce to attack, and we must beat the Liu family at once, and we have no power to fight back......"

Hu Jian got up and left his seat, chattering with his hands.

"And what do you say you're going to do?"

Avwe folded his arms.

"If you want me to say, I can only give up the Fubo Gang!"

The surnamed Hu squinted.

"The Fubo Gang is an arm of the Liu family, organized, manned, and intelligent, representing their direct control over the bottom of Xijing;

destroyed the Fubo Gang, and the Liu family lost half of their eyes, hands and feet. ”

Ovwe didn't speak.

"You're not going to be reluctant, are you?"

Inspector Hu glanced at him.

"Hulumen!"

Ao Fuwei pressed his palm on the table and got up to attack.

Hu Lumen hurriedly reassured: "Don't worry, it's just a joke!" ”

"What's the pity of Fubo helping Ao to abandon it?"

Avwe did not dwell on it.

"But to say that this can bring down the Xijing Liu family at once, this is far from enough - the Shen family can stand with the Liu family!"

Hu Lumen nodded busily when he heard this.

"So I have to use the Fubo Gang as a chip and borrow a knife."

He chuckled.

"What do you mean?"

Ao Fuwei was puzzled for a moment.

"It's simple."

Hulumen language is self-satisfied.

"Xu Guinian can't slip his hands and refuses to enter the game, so we will push him."

"Isn't there a 'river barricade' under your command, which is in the hands of your daughter? Just let them kill a horseman. ”

"A single rider is nothing special, and many people die on the mission - but if you die in Xijing City, things will be different!"

He walked to the window with his hands in his hands, and was halfway crawled by the moonlight.

"At that time, the Liangzhou Zhangwu Academy must have a response, even Xu Guinian can't stop it."

"When the Zhangwu Academy personally cuts off the arm of the Liu family, whether Xu Guinian wants to or not, he will stand on Jin Ziming's side!"

Hu Lumen turned his face sideways, and the blue-purple birthmark was dark and dark with the moonlight.

"What about the Shen family?"

Ao Fuwei spat out three words.

"With Shen Maya's sleekness, do you need to talk about it?"

Hu Lumen laughed.

Ao Fuwei could only nod silently.

"Good way, good way!"

"So, who do you want me to kill?"

He consulted.

"How about the most famous Hong Fan? He wounded my son. ”

"Everyone else can, but he can't."

Hu Lumen spoke urgently.

"Although this man is from a modest background, he is very capable."

"It's not just that things can be valued by Xu Guinian, you may not know that after Wang Mincai was arrested, Zhuang Liren visited Liu Xiu and Jin Ziming the next day, and asked the two to promise that they would never involve Hong Fan."

"What's more, he's still a star monarch, and our Supervision Yuan never ......"

"Don't be verbose, just say it."

Ao Fuwei interrupted.

"Although I haven't been back to Shenjing for eight years, I haven't even forgotten these things."

"It's a 'water solution', it turns out that it's for my amusement."

Hu Lumen smiled.

"In short, except for him, the rest is optional."

"It shouldn't take you half a month to deal with the beginning and end of Xijing, right? If necessary, the hospital will also take care of the evacuation arrangement. ”

After he finished speaking briskly, he made eye contact with Ao Fuwei, and came out of the window lightly.

In the blink of an eye, the person was gone.

Only the white night is vast.

Ao Fuwei paced to the window, quiet against the snow.

After a while, his sideburns turned gray.

PS: At the time of writing this chapter, it's been a month since my depressive symptoms relapsed.

Reading this book again at this time, I felt very strange to myself.

I apologize again to all of you, but I really can't help it.

(End of chapter)