A few days ago, a new spring rain fell, and although it was not so full that it made the roads muddy, it was enough to wash away the mud and sand on both sides of the road. The same is true of the large expanse of land behind this inn.

Zhao Wu'an now stood by the dirt road with his back against the back door of the inn, inhaling deeply, as if he could still smell the fragrance of the drizzle carrying the earth.

Su Qinghe pointed to the ground in the distance with his sword scabbard, and said lightly: "The moment I found that the roster had disappeared, I chased it down from the window to see that the entire piece of freshly washed soil was clean and clean, and there was not a single footprint. ”

This inn was built along the road, except for the gate, there was no blue brick paving around it, and all of it was mud, and the room where the official with the roster of Luo Yige lived was no exception. Even if you jump out of the window, if you want to turn back onto the road, you have to run at least twenty or thirty feet on the mud.

But now on the ground, there is only a string of footprints that extend out more than a dozen zhang and step back. Su Qinghe followed one of them and stepped into it carefully, just pasting it tightly with the footprints.

Zhao Wu'an leaned against the crack in the wall, and when he walked to Su Qinghe's side, he looked up and saw a window open wide overhead.

Su Qinghe gestured behind Zhao Wu'an: "It just rained the day before yesterday, even if you walk against the crack in the wall, you will inevitably leave footprints." ”

"If there is a person with excellent light skills, it is not difficult to go out twenty or thirty zhang in one go, and directly set foot on the official road. Zhao Wu'an said.

"Walking on the snow without a trace, crossing the river with a reed, it is indeed possible to walk on this muddy ground without leaving footprints. Su Qinghe said, "But to achieve that point, the qi around the body will inevitably pour out, and it can be sensed within a hundred zhang." I was right next door, but I didn't notice that someone was lucky. ”

Zhao Wu'an said: "Before the incident, you saw a black shadow flash in front of your door. ”

Su Qinghe was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "That's right." But none of the four brothers guarding the entrance to the building saw anyone enter or leave, and when I chased out of the room, I didn't see the figure either......"

Then the roster was stolen. Zhao Wu'an smiled, "Do you think that either you are blind, or there are people in Luo Yige who can hide in the night and not be noticed?"

Su Qinghe sighed and said, "I'd rather be blind, but now I can see things clearly." ”

Zhao Wu'an looked up at the open window on the second floor, thought for a long time, and suddenly lifted his body, took a thunderous step, and with a loud noise under his feet, he had already climbed to the window edge of the second floor.

Su Qinghe only had time to see the flash of white clothes, and Zhao Wu'an had already grabbed the edge of the window, crawled into the room in a posture that looked extremely unsightly from the outside, and left him alone in the mud without even saying hello.

Standing outside in a daze, Su Qinghe's mood was extremely complicated.

Just as he didn't know whether to follow Zhao Wu'an up in the same way, or go back to the inn and obediently take the stairs, Hu Buxi came in from the backyard with a big bang.

As soon as he ran out of the door, Hu Buxi opened his mouth wide: "Boss, boss! I found a clue! Hmm? Where's the boss?"

Seeing that Zhao Wu'an suddenly disappeared, leaving only Su Qinghe holding his sword and standing in a string of footprints in a serious manner, Hu Buxi immediately shouted: "Hey, where did you get my boss?

As he spoke, he took out the worn-out bearded knife from his sleeve, and danced vigorously at once, as if he was about to pounce on Su Qinghe and stab Su Qinghe in the head the next moment.

Su Qinghe didn't bother to answer this in a sense of his predecessor, just stood in the footprints he stepped on last night, and sighed leisurely.

Sure enough, no matter what time it is, it always gives him a headache to work with these two neuropaths.

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Although Su Qinghe is not even a seventh-rank official now, his actions are becoming stricter than when he was in Qingdi Township. Although manpower was already very scarce, in the second-floor room C, which could be used as the center of the crime, there was still an official who stood nervously at the door with a knife on his hand.

Seeing Zhao Wu'an entering through the window, wearing a white coat and spreading his hem leisurely at the window, the official immediately drew his knife and shouted, "Stop! Who are you, why did you enter through the window?"

Zhao Wu'an lazily pulled back the hair that had fallen to his forehead due to turning over, and grinned: "What's the matter, ask your family Boss Su more, don't come to ask me." ”

With that, he slowly stood up against the edge of the window and scanned the room. The fainted brother had obviously been taken away, but there was a human figure drawn with lime powder on the ground, which restored the scene of his fall, and he was marked with his head facing the bookcase by the window, and his legs crossed in the middle of the room, which was quite professional.

As for the whole room, it was turned upside down. A lot of books had fallen out of the bookcase, and the tea cup on the table had fallen aside, leaving a puddle of tea stains on the table. Zhao Wu'an carefully bypassed the lime line on the ground, walked to the table, and reached out to press the bottom of the tea bowl.

As soon as he saw that Zhao Wu'an began to move, the gatekeeper immediately said in a rough voice: "Stop! Who allowed you to touch things!

Despite his fierce mouth, the guard held his knife in his hand and stood at the door without moving.

Zhao Wu'an raised his eyes and glanced at him with some confusion, it was a face that looked rather unfamiliar. If the two had never seen each other before, then as a first-term official, this person's attitude towards Zhao Wu'an should obviously be stronger, rather than like now, as if he was cowering into something.

"Did Su Qinghe mention me to you?" asked Zhao Wu'an sharply.

The guard with the knife was stunned when he heard this, and he got up, Zhao Wu'an simply turned around, and while looking at the bookcase in the corner, he said casually: "Wearing white clothes, carrying a red box, there is no one in your eyes." That's how he described me, and if you meet someone like that, don't stop me, do you?"

The guard had an embarrassed look on his face, and he stiffened and nodded.

Zhao Wu'an sighed: "Old Su, how can you do something boring." ”

He walked over the lime powder again, walked to the front of the bookcase, took out a random copy and flipped through it. This inn is close to the capital, and opened next to the official road, compared with some small country shops, the facilities are naturally much more luxurious, and the guest rooms have set aside a special place to put some miscellaneous books to pass the time.

Zhao Wu'an has this book, which records a local rural strange story in Luzhou. It is about a poor scholar, because he had no money to buy food, he was so hungry that he couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, so he had to go out to walk on the moon and travel, and met a beautiful woman beside the mountain stream.

The next day, at three o'clock in the morning, the scholar woke up, only to find himself lying on the back of a man who had been taken back to his home in the city. When I looked closely, I realized that the man's eyebrows and eyes were so similar to the beauty of last night, and he was quite warm to him, and he was shocked for a while, but he didn't know how to ask. After returning home, he waved goodbye to the man awkwardly, and then quickly packed his things and moved to a remote place in the city overnight, and since then he has been closed all day long.

Hard work pays off. Three years later, the scholar won the champion and was ordered by the emperor to enter Beijing to marry the princess. When the candles were spent in the cave room, when I saw the princess's appearance, I was surprised to find that it was exactly the same as the beauty who didn't know the woman or woman in the countryside three years ago.

The princess actually knew the scholar. It turned out that three years ago, the emperor wanted to marry the princess to the eldest son of a border general, and the princess has always liked literati, and she has no feeling for the people who dance guns and sticks, so she and her twin brother fled overnight, and when she fled to Luzhou, it happened to be the scholar who was lost all the way to the bard, and fell in love at first sight, regardless of his identity. When my brother found out, the wood was already in the boat.

However, a poor scholar, obviously can not enter the eyes of the saint, the elder brother was forced to helpless, so he ordered his sister to go home first to report to the emperor, and he carried the scholar home on his back, and agreed with the emperor for the princess that when the scholar won the top prize, the princess would marry him.

The hard work paid off, and the scholar finally really got admitted to the top prize, and he was able to stay with the princess who fell in love at first sight, which is a happy story.

Zhao Wu'an has always read quickly, and he can remember ten lines at a glance. It took me half a quarter of an hour to read the story, and with a smile on my face, I slipped it back into the bookcase, thought about it, and pulled it out and rolled it up my sleeve. Turning his head to look at the few books scattered on the ground, judging from the title alone, it should be a change of soup and not a change of medicine.

The official who guarded the door had already put away the knife and stared at Zhao Wu'an intently, lest he do anything too suspicious in the house. At this time, Su Qinghe finally walked up from the bottom of the building.

As soon as he saw Su Qinghe, the official breathed a sigh of relief as if he saw a savior, and then raised his arms and shouted respectfully: "I've seen Su Zhutou!"

Zhao Wu'an looked at the door when he heard this, and sure enough, he saw Su Qinghe, who was carrying a sword and looking helpless. Without saying a word, he pulled out the book in his sleeve and smashed it on Su Qinghe's head.

Su Qinghe's eyes were quick, and he immediately waved his sleeve violently and screwed the book fiercely. With a little force, several cracks appeared on the book cover.

Xiao Yu, who was standing on the side, hurriedly raised his knife against Zhao Wu'an again, trembling.

Zhao Wu'an sneered: "Your subordinate is really interesting. ”

Su Qinghe glanced at the subordinates by the door, and the little catcher knew that he was not performing well, so he lowered his head.

"But it's also a lot of faith. Zhao Wu'an added lightly, then walked to the window, raised his foot and stepped on the edge of the window.

"What are you going to do?" Su Qinghe hurriedly asked.

"Investigate. Zhao Wu'an took it for granted, "If you are willing to take the stairs all the time, you can go, I don't bother to toss so much." Oh yes, the story in that book you have in your hand is very interesting. ”

As he spoke, Zhao Wu'an turned over again, and the white clothes shook at the window, disappearing again.

It took a long time for Su Qinghe, who ran to the door of the C-shaped room, let out a long breath from his nose, his brows were tightly locked, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

And Hu Buxi, who was slowly and leisurely following him, gave a thumbs up at this time, nodded and said: "That's right, the boss only has a case investigation in this realm, compared to some people, I don't know where it goes." ”

Su Qinghe twitched the muscles of his face wordlessly, thinking that he might as well pull out his sword and stab these two annoying guys into a string with one sword.

But think about it, if you really want to fight, these two people are one and one second, who can he beat.

Su Qinghe, the former chief manager of Huaixi Road, couldn't help but fall into deep sorrow.