Bai Ya passed the little beggar and vaguely heard the progress of the case from the Yamen Catcher, and judged that the fan boy Hua Zi should have arrived in Guanghan City.

At that moment, he no longer hesitated, revisited the news obtained from the other matchmakers, and focused his attention on the three women.

These three women are all melon seed faces and peach blossom eyes, tall and plump, fair and smooth complexion, and they all have a good figure of plump ~ hip fat ~ breasts. And the family is wealthy, the old husband and the young wife, fully meet the conditions for the prostitute Huazi.

The first woman is the concubine Sun of Yin Li, the city of Guanghan, who is twenty-nine years old this year, originally the daughter of a wealthy businessman, who has been married to the Yin Mansion for seven years and has no children.

This woman is the most beautiful of the three women, I don't know if she is dissatisfied with Yin Li, she dresses up charmingly on weekdays, and has a lot of debauchery~ debauchery, which is not good in the eyes of outsiders.

Judging from the available information, she is the most likely to attract Huazi, and she is also the most closely watched object of Baiya.

The second woman is a widow of a wealthy family, Zhao, who is in her Chinese New Year's Eve, her husband has been dead for more than two years, and she has a widow under her knee who is not yet three years old. Because the husband who died was a sixty-year-old man, there were all kinds of rumors in the market.

However, rumors are rumors, and the yamen has no evidence that Zhao committed adultery with others and murdered her husband, so she can only stop it.

It's just that White Cliff doesn't need evidence, so this woman is the second object of attention in his eyes.

The last beautiful woman is called Wan, the youngest, only twenty-five years old, her husband is a martial artist, fifty-two years old, and the two can be regarded as old husbands and young wives, with no children.

It stands to reason that a fifty-two-year-old Qi Realm martial artist is in the prime of life, and a woman is relatively young. In addition to his appearance and figure, he is a little farther away from the requirements of the lewd thief Huazi.

The reason why Bai Ya continues to keep an eye on this family is because the identity of this beautiful woman is a little special, and she happens to be the wife of Chen Cong, the head catcher of the Yamen.

This head catcher Chen Cong has a very strong ability to handle cases, and because there is a death now, Bai Ya wants to use the power of the government when necessary, so he simply takes some time out to take care of Chen Cong's house.

If the lewd thief Huazi really found Luo Matchmaker, then compared with the Sun family and the Zhao family, the Wan family has little chance of winning the bid. Bai Ya also thought in his heart that if he stared at the first two, he would have half a chance to encounter a fan boy.

Hua Zi has been at large for more than ten years under the capture of the government and the martial artists of the sect, and now he has half a chance to find out his whereabouts, which is actually quite good.

......

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

When the bright moon is in the sky, the sound of beating is faintly heard in the distance of Fang Street, and the courtyard of the houses in the square is in the dark, like a giant beast sleeping soundly.

"Ha~~" Bai Ya yawned on the eaves, and looked at the attic in the distance with hazy eyes.

The building in front of him is the family residence of Cheng Yinli of Guanghan Mansion.

Since seeing Luo Miao's corpse, Bai Ya has been guarding this broken place for nearly a week.

He stayed here every night until the third watch, and then went to the widow Zhao's house for an hour, and finally changed to Chen Cong's house at the fifth watch.

Changing three places in one night, this is already his limit, plus sleeping during the day and practicing in the evening, Bai Ya feels that if it lasts like this for another two months, it is estimated that he will go crazy, and now he is looking forward to Hua Zi appearing as soon as possible day and night.

"No, I have to rest tomorrow! I haven't thought of being so homely in my previous life in this life, and the level of all-night work has actually dropped!"

Listening to the sound of the gong of the third watch, Bai Ya shook his head, took out a small bottle from his arms and took a sip, a spicy taste rushed to his nose, which immediately lifted his spirits.

He looked around, quietly jumped off the eaves, circled half a circle around the outer wall of Fu Yin's mansion, summoned the bronze corpse Bai Tong, and ran quickly to the second place.

In Widow Zhao's house, Bai Ya also had no gain, and soon went to the head catcher Chen Cong's house.

It was almost three o'clock in the morning.

The people of this world do not have televisions and computers, go to bed early and get up early, and as soon as the fifth watch is over, someone will come out to empty the toilet and light the fire to cook.

At that time, the lewd thief Huazi will definitely not commit any more crimes, so Baiya only needs to watch the fifth watch of Yin.

I had already seen Chen Cong's house from a distance, but Bai Ya became more and more sleepy, and his eyelids began to fight.

"Bang, bang!" he slapped his face fiercely, sobered up a little, and ordered the bronze corpse to lie in ambush in a hidden place in the corner of the wall, while he spared half a circle, jumped onto the eaves of the front hall, and lay down.

However, as soon as Bai Ya raised his eyes to look at the main house in the backyard, he couldn't help but feel a thrill all over his body, and his sleepiness disappeared without a trace in an instant.

I saw that Chen Cong's bedroom, which had not moved for a few days ago, was now lit up, and two active figures, a man and a woman, were reflected on the window paper.

"Could it be that Chen Cong has already gotten up at this time?" Bai Ya thought subconsciously.

The yamen is a little bit old every day, but there is still a whole hour before now, and the time is a little early.

Just as he was thinking wildly, a man and a woman in the house blew out the lights and went out.

As soon as Bai Ya saw the faces of the two people, he almost wanted to jump off the eaves and rush over directly.

The man in a man and a woman has a white beard, a cinnabar forehead, a handsome appearance, wearing a fancy deep coat, and holding an iron-bone flower fan in his right hand, which is the target of Baiya's pursuit - the fan boy Huazi.

It's just that the young woman next to him who was wearing a pink shirt and carrying a long sword was not Wan. Bai Ya looked unfamiliar, and he didn't mention it in the task scroll, which made him a little confused.

"Could this woman be the murderer who killed Luo Matchmaker?" Bai Ya forcibly suppressed the desire to do it immediately, and quietly thought, "If this is the case, it can be described as a femme fatale......"

Hua Zi and the girl went out of the room, carefully observed left and right, and then jumped up directly and walked over the wall.

I thought there would be no accidents, but there really happened!

Bai Ya silently looked at the direction where the two of them were leaving, his heart was uneven for a long time, he almost couldn't help but make a move just now. If that's the case, there is a chance that Huazi will escape, and there will be no next chance.

"I don't know what happened to the Wan Clan, don't lose your life!" Bai Ya jumped down from the eaves and felt towards the main house.

Chen Cong's main room is divided into inner and outer wings, and Wan's personal maid Xiaolan lives outside, and the master bedroom is inside.

White Cliff poked a few holes in the window paper of the room and looked inside.

The maid Xiaolan was still lying in the outer room, she was sleeping soundly, and she was snoring slightly. The thin quilt covering his body half slid to the ground, and half of his body was unaware of the spring light.

When Bai Ya saw her neatly dressed belly pocket, she knew that Hua Zi hadn't touched her, and she should have fainted from something like misty.

He turned his eyes to look at the large bed in the back room, and found that only half of the mosquito net was hung, and the bed was a mess, which was clearly the traces left by a fierce battle of intestines.

Wan's plump body is not a strand, but the lower body is covered with a little brocade quilt, the crisp chest is bare, the cherries are firm, a big white leg hangs on the edge of the bed, and he lies on his back on the bed.

Her eyes were closed, her cheeks flushed, her skin white and pink on the outside of the brocade quilt, and sweat dripping.

What's even more surprising is that there is a smile on his lips, and his face is full of spring, not like he has been insulted, but like a long drought and nectar, and he has just moistened it with satisfaction.

Bai Ya saw that her chest was still undulating, and she knew that this woman was fine, so she frowned suddenly, didn't want to look at it anymore, and quietly left the Chen house.

......

The sky is slowly getting brighter, and after the changes of last night, Baiya will not be sleepy.

He went to the front of the square to find a breakfast shop, and while eating soy milk fritters, he kept an eye on the crowd entering and leaving the door.

About half an hour later, Bai Ya saw a familiar figure coming from a distance, and finally his eyes lit up, and he got up to check out and stepped forward.

"But Chen Cong, Chen catches the head?" Bai Ya clasped his fist at the visitor.

"It's Chen Cong, it's ......" Chen Cong looked at Bai Ya's eyes flashing, although he was on duty all night, he had not lost his vigilance.

"Can Chen Zhutou recognize this?" Bai Ya smiled kindly, and took out a thin piece of metal and threw it to Chen Cong.

"Du?" Chen Cong glanced at the things in his hand, and raised his eyebrows, "This is not the place to talk, come with so-and-so!"

Chen Cong took Bai Ya to a dark corner of Fang Street, returned the metal piece, and asked with a puzzled face, "Is this thing the little brother's? Or did you pick it up?"

This piece of metal is a Taoist priest's degree, which is exactly what Liu Yu gave Baiya to be a boy in the altar, and there is a "Qingyuan" road number on it.

It's just that Bai Ya looks young and doesn't wear a Taoist robe, Chen Cong can't be sure that he is the Qingyuan Daoist on the degree.

"Below is Bai Ya Bai Zilie, a disciple of Qingdu Guanwutang, and Qingyuan is my Dao number in the sect. Bai Ya accepted the degree, and took out a bronze medal of Qingdu Guan's identity and handed it to Chen Cong to watch.

"Well, why is Bai Shaoxia looking for so-and-so?"

Although Chen Cong's martial arts skills are not high, he is also a Qi Realm martial artist, and as the head of the government office, he has also learned about the affairs of the Xianwu Sect before.

Now I look at Du Mu first, and then look at the bronze medal of the sect, and most of my suspicion of Baiya is suddenly gone.

"Chen Zhutou, I'm here for the case of Luo Matchmaker!" Bai Ya said with a deep groan.

He was thinking about how to talk about last night's incident, this matter involved Chen Cong himself, no matter what, it couldn't be avoided, and there was no longer a question of whether to find the government for assistance.

Since Chen Cong will definitely know in the end, it is better to tell him now. With his decades of experience in head-hunting, the hope of catching the lewd thief Hua Zi is also a little greater.

It's just that although Chen Cong is a head catcher and is fifty-two years old, a man may lose control of his emotions when he wears a green hat, and Bai Ya needs to think about the wording to save it from being self-defeating in the end.

"Luo Matchmaker's case?" Chen Cong looked at Bai Ya's expression and frowned slightly, "Could it be that Bai Shaoxia knows who the prisoner is?"

On that paralyzed face, he could still see that Bai Ya's words were insincere. However, Chen Cong is a good person, and he quietly began to set the words of Baiya.