In order to close the case one day earlier, and at the same time, in order to allow Qiao Xi to recuperate, Hu Buxi and Zhao Wu'an set off from Yuhang overnight and returned to Hangzhou City by fast horse. It's just that outside of the plan, Zhao Wuan also brought a little girl in red with him.

Hu Buxi's thoughts were complicated, and he didn't say much, all the roads were very quiet, and so was Zhao Wu'an. As a result, the atmosphere in the carriage was extremely silent, except for a few orders from the coachman as he drove his horse, and the neighing of the horses and the clatter of the horses' hooves as they galloped along the path, dotting the lonely night.

When approaching Hangzhou City, An Qing was already sleepy and couldn't open her eyelids, shouting that she wanted someone to carry it, and was knocked on the head by Zhao Wu'an, so she got out of the carriage sullenly, yawned and walked towards the majestic state city in front of her.

Even in Hangzhou City, where there was no curfew, no one should have entered or exited at such a late night, but fortunately, most of the non-commissioned officers guarding the city knew Hu Buxi, and relied on him as a guarantor, and finally transported two carriages in. Later, Nie Xinglu was still cursing unrelentingly.

Hu Buxi struck him hard with the scabbard of Hu Dao, and scolded: "If you are strong, you will first remove your right arm, so that you will not be able to hold a sword in your life! Don't mention your father and mother who are far away in the sky, even if it is the little girl in Xiao Mansion who looks at the right eye, she is not next to you now!"

Sure enough, the threat effect of removing his arm was more obvious, and in the second half of entering the city, Nie Xinglu did not say anything more, and let the officials who came to answer escort him. It's An Qing muttering this and that, why are there sugar gourds for sale here, and there are three shadow puppet shows in the evening, and Zhao Wu'an is about to close the case again before he has a good walk around Hangzhou City.

Hu Buxi, who carried Qiao Xi on his shoulder without saying a word, said with a smile: "Little girl, don't worry, now the murderer has also been caught, and when the case is over, I will take the boss to take the boss around the city of Hangzhou three times, the best morning tea in the city, the most expensive restaurant, I will take him there!"

An Qing was still sullen, looking up and counting the thousands of quiet stars in the sky.

Zhao Wu'an said casually: "It is indeed Nie Xinglu who killed Xiao Donglai and Luo Guanhai, but who will kill the first seven people?"

"I think it's this kid too!" Hu Buxi said, "When Zheng Rong was stabbed, Qiao Xi was in the room, and he didn't see it, but the person who killed Zheng Rong was indeed holding a one-handed knife, right? Nie Xinglu's sword is not much different from the caliber of the knife." ”

Zhao Wu'an was silent.

It was easy to return to the mansion after a long journey, and Zhao Wu'an entered Hu Buxi's office again without stopping, called up a large number of files and spread them on the table, checked them one by one, and asked someone to move a long table over, spread out a blank picture scroll, and buried himself in not knowing what to think.

Hu Buxi sent Qiao Xi to the bedroom first, tucked her quilt feet, and confirmed that her breathing was no different, before he withdrew worriedly and gently closed the door for her.

Zhao Wu'an splashed ink and dotted and hooked on the paper roll, like a generation of national pens. An Qing moved a bench and looked at it for a long time with her head propped up, but she didn't see anything famous, but she yawned for a long time.

"When you're sleepy, go to sleep. Zhao Wu'an remained silent.

"I want to know ...... murderer" An Qing's head has been little by little.

Zhao Wu'an didn't answer again, just buried his head in the drawing paper. After half a pillar of incense, when I raised my head, An Qing was already asleep sitting on the bench with her head propped up, breathing evenly, and her chest was lying together.

Zhao Wu'an took off his white clothes, draped them on An Qing's body, and turned back to the case. Hu Buxi will probably come over later, and he has to sort out all the clues before Hu Buxi comes.

Time gradually moved to the ugly hour, and finally there was a footstep outside the courtyard. Zhao Wu'an breathed a long sigh of relief and flipped the scroll over, leaving a blank paper print.

Hu Buxi, who had just walked in the door, saw that the long table was blank, scratched his head and said, "What's the matter?"

"I want to write down the clues, but unfortunately I don't have a clue. Zhao Wu'an, who was holding a brush in his hand, smiled kindly.

Hu Buxi laughed, seeing that Zhao Wu'an pointed to An Qing who was dozing next to him, he quickly covered his mouth again, and said in a low voice: "Don't lie to my brother, the corners of this new inkstone have been smoothed by you, and you still say that you have no clue?" Zhao Wu'an remained silent, stretched out his hand at the end of the long table, and the entire scroll randomly fell into his hand, and Hu Buxi pounced.

Without waiting for Hu Buxi to say anything, Zhao Wuan smiled and said, "This one, it doesn't count, let's do it again." ”

As he spoke, he spread out another sheet, dipped it in ink and dotted the pen, and on the blank paper, starting from Xu Tangli's death, he talked about it in detail with Hu Buxi.

This time he spoke seriously, Hu Buxi also listened carefully, and from time to time he analyzed it honestly, and Zhao Wuan nodded in approval.

By the time he talked about the boat found next to the Liuhe Pagoda, the sky was already white. Both of them stayed awake all night, and now that they saw the bright color, Zhao Wu'an couldn't stand the sleepiness, yawned, sat down on the ground, leaned on the sword box, and wanted to take a nap.

"It's the fourth day of May, and I didn't expect to stay up all night. Zhao Wu'an shook his head, but he couldn't shake off his sleepiness.

Hu Buxi was puzzled: "Even if Jiang Xinzhu was on the lonely mountain from that side by boat, she would definitely not die at that time, how could anyone kill her?"

Zhao Wu'an said sleepily: "Sleep for a while, and then continue." ”

With that, he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep. I can't say that it is long, but it is half an hour, and when I opened my eyes, An Qing was already squatting in front of him, looking at him carefully.

Zhao Wuan propped his forehead: "I actually fell asleep." ”

An Qing nodded, threw the An Tuo Hui on his body in his face, and suddenly lost his temper for no reason: "I don't like to wear monk's clothes." ”

Zhao Wu'an didn't care, and sat on the ground to put on his clothes. As soon as his hand was stretched out, he touched something, and someone on the top of his head snorted, and a pair of exquisite clogs appeared under his eyes.

Zhao Wu'an raised his head in a daze, bumped into Qiao Xi's gaze, and was startled.

The other party was obviously taken aback, and retreated again and again, and only after recognizing that it was Zhao Wu'an patted his chest and calmed down: "It turned out to be Zhao Jushi, I said how something came out of under the table." ”

Hu Buxi on the other side of the table had already shouted from afar: "Boss, don't scare my family Qiaoxi!"

Zhao Wu'an has only been sleeping for a long time, and Hu Buxi has already generously called her his own family. In this regard, Hu Buxi really made him out of reach.

He gestured to Qiao Xi, "Awake?"

Qiao Xi nodded: "I was frightened and fainted last night, and I troubled Zhao Jushi." ”

Zhao Wu'an shook his head, propped himself up with the sword box, and looked at An Qing: "Are you awake too?"

"Hmm. An Qing obviously had just woken up, and she couldn't bear the sleepiness and rubbed her eyes.

Zhao Wu'an suddenly realized something, stretched out his hand and shook it, fortunately, the volume that had been written before was still tightly grasped in his hand. He breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, a servant suddenly rushed in from outside the door, panting and said: "Nie Xinglu, he broke the lock of the prison door, snatched the sword of Jiuhuan, escaped from prison and fled west!"

The four people in the room were all surprised for a while. Hu Buxi gritted his teeth and said, "Good boy, you really dare to do it against my old Hu." This time, I'm going to take off one of his arms!"

Zhao Wu'an hurriedly said: "At this time, it is the time when the gate of Hangzhou is wide open, Nie Xinglu chose to escape from prison with the momentum of wind and thunder at this time, he must have thought about it." ”

"Lao Tzu is still afraid of him, or what?" Hu Buxi ran out with a knife, "Boss, you are waiting here, waiting for Lao Tzu to catch that little rabbit cub back, he will see if I dare to break an arm on him!"

Qiao Xi also hurriedly lifted her skirt and followed behind and ran out of the house. In the house, only the two people who did not wake up were left alone.

Zhao Wu'an sighed: "There is something that you may have to do-"

An Qing asked, "What?"

Zhao Wu'an held the hand that rolled up the drawing paper halfway, and when he saw An Qing's soft cheeks in the morning light, he suddenly changed his mind and put the painting paper back again.

"No, I can't. He shook his head, "I can't put you at risk anymore." ”

An Qing realized something, and said keenly: "Nie Xinglu is not a murderer. ”

Zhao Wu'an smiled bitterly: "In this regard, you have some talent. ”

An Qing's gaze was fixed on him, and Zhao Wu'an looked away.

"You already knew the murderer, right? But you don't want to say it. An Qing said bluntly, "You don't want to ......"

"Well, needless to say. Zhao Wu'an turned his head, "Yan Hong's lesson is already very deep, I won't let you ...... again"

Before he finished his words, An Qing suddenly jumped from behind him, snatched the drawing paper from his hand, and spread it out.

Zhao Wu'an's expression was complicated, and he shook his head and said, "No." You can't go. ”

An Qing looked at him: "If you don't leave, Hu Buxi will seriously injure the innocent Nie Xinglu." But if he is innocent, why should he escape from prison with a weak heart?"

"I don't know. Zhao Wu'an shook his head, "But I can't manage so much anymore, I have no skills, and I must catch the murderer first." ”

"I'll help you. An Qing said seriously.

"No, I can't. Zhao Wuan insisted.

An Qing was anxious, and raised her voice: "Don't treat me as a child! I want to follow you, I want to see how you solve the case, that's because you are the kind of person I longed for! It is precisely because of people like you and Hu Zhutou that I can live a peaceful and happy life, and I can not fall into the sword surge of the rivers and lakes, isn't it?"

Longing? Zhao Wuan was stunned. He had never thought of the word before.

"It's like the rising and setting of the moon every day. An Qing said word by word, "I would like to see the sun and the moon shine, but if the brilliance is dim, even if I devote myself to igniting its brilliance, I will not regret it." ”

"Zhao Wu'an, I want to share the burden for you, I want to be like you. I think...... I want to help you, you have to face all the sins of this world alone, and you will eventually be helpless. ”

Zhao Wu'an turned his head. The morning light poured into the house, shaking off the golden yellow. Zhao Jushi's white clothes fluttered.

"Sure enough, it's a little girl. After a long time, Zhao Wu'an said softly, "How can anyone carry all the sins in this world...... To be able to cut off one-tenth of it is already an immortal achievement. ”

An Qing stepped forward: "But if there are two of us, and Hu Zhutou, the three of us ......"

"Don't forget the lines. Zhao Wu'an suddenly leaned over and picked up the sword box and hung it on his shoulder, "When identifying the murderer, you must be extremely firm." ”

An Qing was stunned, and it took a while to understand that this was Zhao Wu'an's permission. I was so happy that I couldn't help myself, and rushed forward excitedly, wanting to hug Zhao Jushi firmly.

But how could the big box behind Zhao Wu'an let her succeed. An Qing, who was elated, was finally defeated in front of the turtleshell-like sword box, always separated from Zhao Wu'an's back three zhang away.

The corners of Zhao Wu'an's mouth hooked.

As the sun rose, he rushed out of the city.

Thunder at your feet.