I became the villain's deceased wife

“They have a total of five dens in the capital, similar to the West Market Gambling House.

They are hidden in the busy streets in the four directions of east, south, west and north, and there is also a largest one, Yingchun Tower on Chang'an Street. "

Zhou Zijian returned to the stone table again and gave instructions with his head hung.

Xie Yunzhe's eyes darkened:

"Yingchun Tower?"

It is known as the most high-end brothel in the capital.

The girls inside are all stunningly beautiful.

And it is not the customers who choose them, it is they who choose their customers.

No one dared to cause trouble in Yingchun Tower. It was said that the owner behind the building was extremely powerful and no one dared to touch it.

Even Yun Haichao, the Chief Justice of the Dali Temple, didn't know his origins.

“Some of these girls who were resold were bought.

But after all, there are relatively few people willing to sell their daughters.

Most of them came to the capital from various places.”

Zhou Zijian lowered his head and continued to explain in a dull voice.

As soon as he said this, he completely became a traitor over there.

My entire life depends on Xie Yunzhe.

“Why do they kidnap so many girls?

Is it just to sell your body to make some money? "

Song Tian couldn't help but interrupt.

The way this money is earned is too cruel.

And it doesn't seem worth it for the prime minister to take the risk.

Zhou Zijian smiled bitterly and looked up at Song Tian:

"Tian'er is still too naive..."

"Let's get down to business!"

Just as he was about to reveal the dangers of society to Song Tian, ​​he was interrupted by Xie Yunzhe slamming the table.

Zhou Zijian curled his lips.

He continued with an unhappy expression:

"These girls are divided into different grades by the madam, and the prettiest ones are trained by the madam herself.

The next best ones are the teaching nannies, who teach the arts of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, as well as how to control their husbands.

Only those with the worst looks would be sent to brothels to serve customers."

"Where were those who were trained sent?"

Song Tian asked again.

I vaguely remembered that as soon as I was put into the dungeon, I was taken out by the brothel owner named Xu and locked up in solitary confinement.

Zhou Zijian shook his head.

"I was only responsible for the communication between them, but I don't know where they were sent.

But it is said that..."

He looked around guiltily.

Only then did I realize that they were in the pavilion in the middle of the lake, and Mo Bai was guarding them.

Most likely, other people can't hear it.

“The most talented ones will be trained to become killers or spies to carry out special missions.

The next best ones would be sent to high-ranking officials' houses through various channels to become concubines or maids.

Others were trained to become singers and dancers, and sent to high-ranking officials and even the imperial palace for their entertainment.”

Song Tian and Xie Yunzhe then fell silent.

This……

Are they cultivating an all-pervasive information network?

We must help the mastermind behind the scenes to get information from every corner of the capital!

If it really happens.

The person behind the scenes must be a strange man who knows everything about the world.

A prophet who can plan and strategize.

But can the people he trains in this way be trusted?

"How long has this trafficking organization been established? How many people have been sent out in total?"

Xie Yunzhe is also very concerned about this issue.

But Zhou Zijian shook his head again.

“I just joined not long ago.

All I do is just passing on messages..."

Unexpectedly, it wasn't long before he was discovered by Song Tian.

What bad luck!

"Master Zhou Er, do you feel that you haven't earned enough money yet?"

Song Tian teased.

Zhou Zijian waved his hands quickly:

"No, no, you misunderstood me.

actually……"

He looked troubled.

“In fact, I was deceived too!”

Since he came to Beijing, he has been well taken care of by his cousin.

He also helped him get a position as a Deputy Director of the Ministry of War.

He was naturally grateful to his uncle and thought that he would repay the kindness if he had the chance.

But who would have thought that the first favor his uncle asked him to do was to transport a group of girls abducted from various places to the hideout for handover.

Then tell him the truth.

Wait until Zhou Zijian realized what he had done.

You've already boarded a pirate ship and there's no way off.

"Don't worry, nephew, you are the most promising nephew in our Zhou family.

Uncle, I will certainly not harm you.

I can only say that whoever does this business has connections and is likely to become rich in the future.

By that time we, the heroes who have contributed, will be here.

You want fame, you want profit!"

This is how his cousin tempted him at that time.

"Rongcheng Dabao?"

Xie Yunzhe was very puzzled.

Is Fan You planning a rebellion?

Or which prince is the real mastermind behind this organization?

But he didn't have time to think about that now.

"So what do you know?

What are the specific locations of the four dens?

The routes they transport people?

And where can I find the identity of the person who gave you the instructions?"

Time is tight.

Soon, someone actually knew that Zhou Zijian had defected to him.

Will react immediately.

The information Zhou Zijian knows is likely to become invalid.

Zhou Zijian thought for a moment:

"I know all this..."

He asked Xie Yunzhe for paper and pen, and wrote down the specific locations of the four dens and the contact persons in charge of each of them.

“Originally, the population collected from various places was transported to the capital by the patrol boat department.

But after Lord Yun got into trouble, the higher-ups issued an order to suspend all trading activities.

Let’s wait until the storm has passed.

This line stopped. "

I guess you won't find anything even if you check.

“As for the person who gave me the instructions, I don’t know who he is.

All we know is that he is very skilled in martial arts and comes and goes without a trace.

Every time he came to my house to see me, he would leave after telling me the information.”

Xie Yunzhe looked at the addresses, put the letter away and hid it in his sleeve.

Ask again:

"What if you need to contact him urgently?"

Zhou Zijian thought about it.

This situation has not yet occurred.

The only thing he needed to do was to explain why he had been talking to Xie Yunzhe for so long.

But there is no need for that now!

"He...seems to have said so."

When I gave him the first instructions.

"If I want to find him, I can put a pot of jasmine in the Tianzi private room of Yingchun Tower, and he will naturally come to see me."

Xie Yunzhe basically asked what he wanted.

He got up and went back to Dali Temple to plan the next step.

Zhou Zijian quickly stopped him with his eyes wide open.

"Hey!

You promised to keep me safe!"

Xie Yunzhe didn't say anything and turned to look at Mo Bai.

Mo Bai understood, stood up, picked up Zhou Zijian with one hand, and made way for Xie Yunzhe.

“It’s useless to ask him for security.

I am responsible for this.”

Mo Bai held him and wanted to give a kind smile.

But his facial muscles are not very flexible, which makes him look rather weird.

Zhou Zijian felt even more uncertain now.

So he turned and looked at Song Tian.

Song Tian smiled:

"Second Brother is very good at martial arts, there will be absolutely no problem for you to follow him."

Zhou Zijian swallowed his saliva:

"Second senior brother?"

Where did her second brother come from?

"Little junior sister!"

At this time, Mo Qing flew over from somewhere, carrying a bow and arrow behind him.

"The master is worried about you going alone, so he asked me to see you off."

Zhou Zijian looked at his bow and swallowed unconsciously.

Could it be that he was deceived just now?

But it's too late to regret now.

Seeing Song Tian and Mo Qing walking away, he turned around with resentment and looked at Mo Bai who was still holding his collar.

“This… hero.

How are you going to protect me?"

He didn't want to go back to his uncle's house again, as he would definitely be found.

Mo Bai raised the corner of his mouth, picked him up and flew onto the roof.

"No one will be able to find you if you hide in the palace."