Chapter VII: Tracing Whereabouts

"The medicine was stolen?!"

Jing Feng was stunned, he didn't expect this to be the case, isn't this the same as what he did before, Baicaomen, the Five Immortals Forbidden Land, he stole it twice in a row. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Stealing medicine, what medicine, who did it?"

Nangong Muwu shook his head, "This elixir is called Jiuguangzhi, and it can best warm the meridians. Yesterday, Brother Qingyun consulted the ancient books and found a prescription to resolve the strange poison of the Absolute Yuan, which listed ten kinds of medicinal materials, all of which were very rare, but fortunately, they were all stored in the medical hall. Brother Qingyun went to check in the middle of the night, these ten kinds of medicinal materials were there, and this morning, when I saw it, only Jiuguangzhi was missing, and I asked the guards, but no one found a vision, but I really saw a ghost......"

Nangong Muwu said it amazingly, but Jing Feng fell into contemplation, stealing things, he thought of it directly and naturally, Golden Bell Gang!

Could it be that they did it?!!, Jing Feng decided to ask.

"In other words, the loss of Jiuguang Zhi was only from last night to this morning?" Jing Feng asked.

"Yes. Nangong Muwu nodded, "Brother Duan has already reported to the official, and Xue Zhukuai is investigating the scene." ā€

"Catch it? Jing Feng's nostrils snorted heavily, "Six doors open to the south, and there is no reason to come in without money." It is better to count on them than to expect God to thunder and chop the thief to death. ā€

Nangong Muwu couldn't cry or laugh, "Brother Jing, do you have the idea of solving the case?"

Jing Feng shook his head, "No, but I can give it a try." ā€

Nangong Muwu groaned slightly, and then said: "Okay, I'll believe you again, come with me, and I'll take you to the medical hall to see the traces." ā€

"No, I don't. Jing Feng waved his hand, "There are many ways to find the person who is stealing, and you don't necessarily have to go to the scene to check. ā€

"Oh. Is it okay not to look for clues?" Nangong Muwu looked at Jing Feng suspiciously.

Jing Feng was noncommittal, and instead asked, "Brother Nangong, is it necessary to cure the Yuan Qi Poison Jiuguangzhi?"

Nangong Muwu nodded, "Brother Duan did say so, there may be other replacement medicines, but I'm afraid I don't have time to test them one by one." ā€

Jing Feng gritted his teeth, "Okay, I'll do my best to find out about this matter." ā€

"Brother Jing is so sure?" Nangong Mu Wu looked at this young man who was three or four years younger than himself, and was suddenly full of curiosity about him.

"Do your best. ā€

Jing Feng dared to say this, mainly because he knew about the existence of the Golden Bell Gang. Although it is impossible to steal the elixir from the Purple Smoke Hall with the strength of Zhao Pang and Wu Xian, it is the other people of the Jinling Gang who gather like and divide people into groups.

Time was pressing, Jing Feng set off immediately, and the destination was naturally Zhao Pang's small courtyard. If not, he should lie in bed to recuperate.

With the money, the black horse was also redeemed, and Jing Feng hurried away.

Boom!

Jing Feng kicked open the door and entered with his head held high.

"What kind of person?!" Zhao Pang's voice came from the room.

"Big ...... Uncle, you, why are you here again?!" Seeing Jing Feng coming in, Zhao Pang's face turned pale, and his body trembled like chaff.

Jing Feng pulled a chair and looked at Zhao Pang coldly, although he didn't speak, this momentum alone scared Zhao Pang to the point of being overwhelmed.

"Uncle, you, what else do you want?!"

"I want an answer, who did the theft of the Purple Smoke Hall?"

Zhao Pang's face wrinkled like a bitter gourd, "Uncle, I, how do I know! That Purple Smoke Hall is extremely powerful, and the government doesn't dare to provoke it easily, how do I know which one dares to steal something there without long eyes." ā€

Jing Feng moved his fingers, "This answer is not what I wanted. ā€

Zhao Pang was about to cry urgently, "Uncle, I, I really don't know! I'm not in charge of the Jinling Gang, or you can go to Boss Qi, if you want to steal things from Ziyantang, only he can do it." ā€

"Boss Qi?!"

"Yes, he is the leader of the Golden Bell Gang, and all of us are taught by him, and he is the only one who has the ability to steal from the Purple Smoke Hall. ā€œ

"Hey, hey. Jing Feng sneered twice, "Ziyantang is rich and powerful, so how could Boss Qi provoke it regardless of his own family business, did you deliberately provoke me to find trouble with Boss Qi?"

"No, not really. Zhao Pang's face was extremely ugly, and cold sweat flowed down like beads with broken threads, "Uncle, I don't mean to stir up trouble, but really only Boss Qi has this ability, you know the ability of our two three-legged cats......"

"Okay, I'll trust you for the time being. Jing Feng looked at Zhao Pang coldly, "Say, where is Boss Qi?"

Half an hour later, Jing Feng left the small courtyard, leaving Zhao Pang, who was covered in sweat and had a pale face, slumped on the bed.

"God, are you sending him to punish me, I, I will be a good man in the future, I will never steal again......" Hearing the sound of horses' hooves outside the courtyard, Zhao Pang's tense heartstrings loosened, his eyes rolled, and he fainted.

North Cloud City South, Chunhyangin.

It's the first time Jing Feng has come to this kind of place, and it would be fake to say that he wasn't nervous, especially when he saw those white flowers and flesh dangling in front of his eyes.

"Yo, sir, you're here!" the old bustard twisted like a bucket and leaned over.

"Hmm. Jing Feng looked at the wrinkled face full of ****, and couldn't help but feel a little disgusted, and responded ambiguously.

"You two don't have long eyes, why don't you hurry up and serve this master!" the old bustard yelled at the two bewitching girls dressed up, and then turned his head and said "gently", "Master, it's too noisy here, how about I find you a good place?"

Jing Feng nodded noncommittally again.

The old bustard yelled again, "Noble son, a distinguished guest has come to room No. 3!"

"Hey, it's coming!" A roe head rat-eyed **** ran over, leading the way with a slanderous smile on his face, and the old bustard and the two girls hugged Jing Feng and brought Jing Feng to room No. 3.

"Guizi, this kid is a chick, tell the girls, slaughter it fiercely!" After Jing Feng and the two girls entered the room, the old bustard grabbed the **** and whispered with a smile.

"Okay!" Takako replied in a low voice, turning and entering the room.

The A-shaped room of this Chunxiang Courtyard is nominally a house, but in fact it is a small courtyard, and there are many strange furniture in the courtyard that Jing Feng does not know, and the two houses are very gorgeously decorated, and a strong fragrance of flowers comes to the face.

"Master, you have a good rest, I'll call someone to serve you wine and food!"

Jing Feng waved his hand, "Okay, it's none of your business here, you can go down." ā€

Guizi showed a sudden look on his face, and said with a low evil smile: "Master, if these two girls are not enough, you can talk about it in a while, and I will find another ...... for you."

Jing Feng said impatiently, "Okay, get out." ā€œ

The noble son slipped out of the fart and closed the door with his backhand.