The evening breeze blows through Luoyi, as gently as a mother caressing her child. As the largest city in the world, Luoyi, which has only a history of 20 years, has been synonymous with prosperity since its inception, and then it has been crowned as the 'first capital in the world'. The night in Luoyi is still soft red fragrant earth, which is intoxicating.

And in the beginning, the ruler was for this prosperity and the supreme majesty of the suzerainty of the Celestial Empire, except for the 'Jin Wuwei' set up in the imperial city. More than 20 'security offices' have been set up in the outer city, covering 24 areas of the city. Long-term configuration of 'Anwuwei' to inspect the entire city, and then there are 'car department', 'disaster control department', 'nine fans' and other detailed official offices responsible for urban safety. In addition, Luoyi was personally drawn and supervised by the public loser, and there were hundreds of large and small organs, including more than 50 organs to assist residents in policing.

In the past 20 years, there have almost never been large-scale crimes in Luoyi, and even brawls have rarely occurred, let alone kidnapping cases, so the Luming Pavilion incident caused a sensation in the government and the opposition, and the case of Zong Xiang was also sent to the case of the eldest prince ruling on behalf of the Son of Heaven by the hands of a group of ministers led by the Marquis of Tong County that night.

He was deposed for dereliction of duty, and the governors of the government offices stepped down one after another, and the case was so widespread that it even affected the eldest prince himself... Zhi Anwu was originally an official of the eldest prince's family, but at this time, he had to abandon the car to protect the marshal to calm the anger of the first god of war of the Great Zhou... Someone saw the god of war rushing into the bed of the Son of Heaven that day and kneeling until dawn. Yes... The only son of the Great Zhou God of War has not yet reached the crown.

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No matter what happened outside, the public Mu Jiu was still moisturized, and someone sent good food and wine every day, good bedding and clothes to be washed. In addition to being boring, it also satisfied him.

"Eh, why didn't I get the bread naan from yesterday?" Gong Ji Mu Jiu had just finished eating the lunch sent by the fangs and masks, and was picking his teeth with a wooden skewer, picking and picking and feeling that something was missing, so he opened the gate on the iron gate and shouted loudly outside. "Is there anyone here?"

This gate was opened by the fangs mask at his request, according to Gong Zhu Mu Jiu's statement, he wanted to breathe more, and this request was indeed a bit excessive. Originally, Mu Jiu just wanted to tentatively see where the other party's bottom line was, so that he could put forward conditions in the future. Unexpectedly, the other party not only simply agreed, but also "good service". This kind of treatment made him have the illusion that he was not going to die, so that he trembled and cowered at the beginning, but after several explanations from the other party, Gong Yi Mu Jiu still accepted this fact frankly, regardless of his so much hypocrisy, or happy, isn't it? Although he still can't understand why the other party agreed easily, it is reasonable to say that the prisoner does not have this treatment.

"Yes, yes. A fanged mask staggered to the gate in a hoarse voice. The infiltrating voice mixed with the flattering tone made Gong Yi Mu Jiu feel strange and uncomfortable to hear. "What's the matter, the prince loses the shizi. ”

"I just told the food delivery that I still want the naan from yesterday, why hasn't it been delivered yet?" Gong Yi Mu Jiu pursed his lips and said in a slightly disgusted tone: "Can you not wear a mask every day and suppress your throat, it's scary to listen to it at night." ”

"If you go back to the scholar, this is the rule, and the villain can't make the decision, so you will be settled. The fanged mask waved at the door to the male Mu Jiu inside in apology. "Since the kitchen is not here, please wait, the naan should be there soon, and I told them to buy some sheep cheese, so that the scholar can eat the naan." ”

"Well, that's pretty much it. Originally, when the other party said that it would take a while, Gong Yi Mu Jiu was trying to take the opportunity to relieve his fatigue, and when he heard that the other party was so careful and meticulous and cared about himself, he couldn't help but put away his temper and nodded. "You're very good, learn how to cook with me. ”

"What else does the scholar do?" asked Fanged Mask.

"That's a meme, you don't understand. Gong Mu Jiu pretended to squint his eyelids, raised his eyebrows, and then turned back and sat down on the straw couch that the fangs and masks had laid out for him. "Send it to me as soon as possible, remember. Gong Mu Jiu didn't forget to command outside the door.

With a good sound, the floodgates were shut.

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"There are no anomalies. Fangs Mask half-knelt on the ground and reported to the man in front of him.

"Hmm. The man nodded. "Pay attention to take care of the others, there must be no more situations like Xie Yu. Get up first. ”

"No. The fangs mask had to make Fang get up, clench his fists and ask his master, "Did you catch it?"

His master glanced at him, was silent for a moment, and shook his head.

"Do you want to transfer?" Fanged Mask knelt down again and said loudly, "I'll do it immediately." ”

"Xie Yu hasn't returned to Luoyi yet. Seeing this, his master smiled with satisfaction, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "I sent the 'nematodes' scattered in Luoyi and the surrounding areas to report, they have already woven a net, and they are waiting for Xie Yu to enter the urn." ”

"The slave had to remind the master. Fangs lowered his head and said earnestly to his master. "This matter is very important, and the Lord's plan cannot be wasted in the hands of a small child, if..."

Before he could finish speaking, one foot was firmly on the lower abdomen of the fanged mask.

"A slave must be like a slave. The owner gently brushed the dust off the soles of his shoes, and did not raise his eyes to look at him. "I didn't teach you?"

"No... No... Subordinate... The slave was only worried about the safety of his master. Fangs Mask endured the pain in his abdomen and fell to his knees, constantly sneering. "The slave didn't dare anymore. ”

"Get up. The master looked down at the heads of the people who were kneeling down and couldn't help laughing. "I'm not going to kill you. ”

"Yes. The fanged mask looked up and trembled towards its master.

"Look, your mask is broken. The master smiled and put his hand on the mask, gently running it through the cracks in the mask. "How's the Crow Picking Up interrogation?"

Fangs Mask held back the trembling hand, pressed the fear in his heart, and half-knelt down again to report to him: "He said that he didn't help Xie Yu escape, but just fell for the other party's trick." ”

"Oh?" the master frowned, slightly puzzled. He knew in his heart that his subordinates did not dare to deceive him with false confessions, and he believed in the other party's interrogation methods.

He said that Xie Yu's method was very strange. Fangs reported. The man showed no signs of suspicion of him before he was trapped, and his shot was even more strange and neat, and the mere finger made his heart flutter, and the wall collapsed with just one knock. ”

"I know all this, didn't he say these ridiculous things so I want you to judge him properly?" The master, who had been smiling, played with the tea vessel in his hand, and immediately became hideous when he heard this. He opened his mouth wide and roared vigorously: "Do you have a problem with your brain or do I have a problem with my brain? A three-year-old child won't believe it, right? He Xie Yu is an immortal?"

"No... Can't. When the fanged mask heard this, he leaned down again and bowed to his master. "The slave also... I don't believe it, but the crow picks him up... He firmly adhered to this set of rhetoric, and no matter how the slave used his means, there was only this sentence. He also said... Say... This is called the 'Five Qi Numbers'. ”

"Five Qi Numbers?" the owner of the fanged mask held his chin in his hand and repeated the four words in a muttered voice.