Early the next morning, Li Shuzhou set off alone - he wanted to rush to Xiazhou City as soon as possible to investigate the situation of the relics of Wugoumen......

After Murong Xiuli and Yingyu said goodbye to Li Daxia, on the way back, he always felt empty in his heart......

He thought about it, but it was always difficult to determine which pair of Shentu brothers - was the one who died Shentu Nan, or the one who was still alive and attacked him last night?

As the so-called "bystander is clear"! Yingyu, who has always had a bright brain, expressed his opinion: "Childe, if I am foolish, I think that the one last night should be Shentu Bei! In other words, the old thief of Shentu South is undoubtedly dead!"

"Oh, how can this be seen?" Murong Xiuli was a little unconvinced, how could he be so sure?

"I'm just trying to say a little bit of my opinion! If there is any omission or deviation - I hope that Gongzi Haihan will correct him!" "After all, Yingyu is just a junior who was sent by the master to help, so he needs to be as humble as possible......

He couldn't help but peek at Murong Xiuli's reaction before cautiously continuing, "I made such a rough estimate from the weapons and martial arts cultivation used by the two of them...... It's not necessarily accurate. ”

"Hmm...... Oh! I remember! Before, in Yanji Villa, that guy who pretended to be Yuli Jiang - his martial arts were actually very poor! Three times five divided by two, he was subdued by Murong Fuzuo...... And the villain who pretended to be Old Man He last night - the power of the black smoke bone staff under his hand should not be underestimated!"

In this way, through the difference in weapons and the level of martial arts cultivation, Murong Xiuli finally affirmed the true death of Shen Tu Nan!

And at the same time, he also learned that Shen Tubei, who had always been his brother's shadow and had been fighting for the tiger, was still alive......

Such a scourge - leaving him to continue to do mischief is never a good thing—— from this time on, Murong Xiuli has secretly made up his mind to find an opportunity - to get rid of the evil obstacle of Shentu Bei!

On the surface, Murong Xiuli still continued to talk to Yingyu about the topic of Shen Tunan's death......

"It's already very cheap for that evil old thief Shentu to end up like that in the end!" Murong Xiuli said with resentment and a little regret.

"Yes, but, anyway—it's a great pleasure for the culprit to be finally punished!" said Young, who finally summed it up with the courage to summarize......

After returning to the villa, Murong Xiuli still looked like he had nothing to do with this major change in Yanji Villa on the surface......

Every day, he continues to create opportunities to get closer to Alec, the "living note". Because now he has an intuition that is close to Alec - it is the same as getting close to the truth!

In the afternoon of this day, Murong Xiuli was holding two pheasants that had just been hunted in the morning, as well as two bottles of old wine, and he came to "Uncle Ya" excitedly.

Before Murong Xiuli entered the door, he shouted loudly, "Uncle Ya, nephew, I'm here to bother again!" - in order to get closer to each other, he directly called Alec "Uncle Ya"!

Alec, who had just woken up from a deep sleep, was lying in bed at this time, and although he had heard his call, he was very reluctant to do so—to open his sleepy eyes!

Who knows-there is such an unusually strong aroma of wine, but it has already come to the nose without saying anything!

For him, under the seduction of such an alluring mellow smell, where could there be any sleepiness? This wine and this fragrance could not be disappointed—— Alec hurriedly got up from the bed......

Murong Xiuli quickly cleaned up the two pheasants, and immediately roasted the pheasants over a charcoal fire.

In a short time, the whole room was filled with the smell of barbecue, the rich aroma of wine, and the warm fire - such a scene is really comfortable!

Alec, the old drunkard, took a sip of this in his life, and drank the mellow old wine with the fragrant pheasant roast meat - that feeling was special! It was so refreshing that later, his whole body was simply floating and floating, and it seemed that he had gone straight up to the sky for nine days......

At this time, it was the best time to ask him key questions—— Murong Xiuli's heart had always remained very calm, knowing that now was the most appropriate time for him to tell the truth......

"Uncle Ya - you have always worked hard in Yanji Villa, that is really hard work! You have done your best to help the lord take care of confidential matters for so many years, in this heart - I am afraid that you will be crowded with so many secrets, right?" Murong Xiuli pretended to talk aimlessly, and in the middle of that half, he came up with such a "nonsense" coldly!

"Little ghost, you say...... What...... You?" Alec, who had already grown a big tongue, immediately felt that he seemed to have something to say, and intuitively - he actually felt that he was being defeated by this little character!

In order to save face, he was already a little confused - he had long forgotten the regulations on the secrecy of information...... At this time, he was obviously more eager to show off his clever methods—— only in this way could he "oppose the general" and go back!

"I ...... Tell...... Sue you! Your uncle's ...... Nickname - although everyone calls me ...... Do "living notes", but that...... It's all ...... ! Your uncle...... I...... It's really called ...... The tuba is ...... "dead memory", so it is called...... Just...... Yes!" After saying these words with great difficulty, Alec fell to the table, and fell asleep......

Although it took so much effort to meet the "Uncle Ya" for so long-in the end, it was only from the mouth of the intelligence chief Alec that the three words "dead memory" came out......

However, in Murong Xiuli's view, the most valuable gain of this "intelligence arbitrage" is that when he learned that Alec was about to lie down, the position he was looking at the last time!

With that last glance, Alec looked straight into the corner of the room—the bronze wine bottle on top of the utility shelf!

It was actually an inconspicuous antique thing, and I had occasionally seen it before-Murong Xiuli always took it for granted that Alec usually had a special habit of collecting antiquities!

With Murong Xiuli's cleverness and cleverness, it is not difficult to see that inside the bronze wine bottle, there should be those "dead memories" that Alec said—— that is, those copywriting materials that record a lot of secrets......

After discovering this, Murong Xiuli smiled very proudly and happily! Fortunately, at that time, no one else around him could notice his emotional changes!

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