Si Zhuo Green Plum Boiled Gu

(4) daughter

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There is a forest in the outskirts of Luoyang. A dry well is buried alone in a corner of the forest. There is no moss on the dusty well head, and there are cobwebs in the cracks around the well wall. Through the dark well head, you can see the sky full of stars.

In this supposedly empty well, there are actually people looking at the stars, looking at the stars with shackles.This place where there shouldn't be people actually came tonight with a group of riders, and the rider leading the way was Zhuo Donglai.

Several horses circled around the mouth of the well for a few times and stopped. Two bodyguards got down and pulled up a piece of rope that was exposed outside.Soon a man in shackles was pulled up. He was dressed in black, his hair was loose, his eyes were numb and he looked up at the sky, counting one or two in his mouth.

"Is this man crippled?" Wu Mo watched with sympathy as the two bodyguards removed the man's shackles, and he fell limply on the ground.

"Whoever is closed in such a claustrophobic well for three days will not be able to walk for a while." Zhuo Donglai took a torch and walked up to the assassin. The torch illuminated the man's face, a very ordinary face.

At this time Sima Chaoqun asked, "Mr. Wu, do you feel a little weird?"

"What's weird?"

"Mr. Zhuo said that this person is an assassin, so why would someone spend a lot of money to ask Wushen Bodyguard Agency to come forward and protect an assassin to a remote and barren place like Huanghua Tower like a treasure?"

"Please forgive me for not being able to tell the vice hall master the relationship between the characters behind this." Zhuo Donglai's explanation was weak.

"Actually, I wanted to ask this question a long time ago." Sima Chaoqun was obviously dissatisfied with this explanation. "Assassins should be killed on the spot, and the prisoner should be escorted by the yamen servants. You don't need to find an escort for any of these things."

Zhuo Donglai smiled, "Of course the escort is a treasure. This person is not only an assassin, but also a gift, a gift that is more valuable than ordinary jewelry. So his name is 'Qianjin'." Zhuo Donglai had already turned his head He ordered the people next to him to change the man into new clothes, which were the uniform uniform worn by the bodyguards of the Wushen Bodyguard Bureau.

"Since it is a gift, the person entrusting the escort naturally requires that he should not be treated like a prisoner but a treasure along the way. When inspecting the goods, one or two pieces of meat should not be missing."

"So, you want to dress him up as a bodyguard master and mix in the bodyguard team?"

"Because this is the best way to protect him." Zhuo Donglai nodded, walked in and looked at the man carefully,

"In the past two days, feed him more ointments. An escort who is too skinny will inevitably attract suspicion."

"It seems that his life is indeed precious, and many people came to kill him." Sima Chaoqun said again, "What's in the box? Is it really the accompanying treasure?"

Zhuo Donglai had already mounted his horse and waved to him, "You can see for yourself when you go back."

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Zhuo Donglai was sitting in the gazebo immersed in the rain, there was no wine in front of him, only a page of paper with wet ink stains, he was obviously waiting for someone, and he was impatient.

The sound of dripping into the water came, and joy appeared in his eyes.

The visitor approached step by step, took off the rain cape, and there were large water stains on the snow-green embroidered gold silk clothes inside, the guest took out a crimson envelope from his arms, and handed it to Zhuo Donglai.

The envelope was empty, and there was no mark or pattern except for the strange red color. Zhuo Dong took a look, put the paper with written words in his hand inside, and handed it back to the guest.

"Is the news accurate?"

The guest nodded, "Everything can be done tonight, and he will be able to read this letter in the middle of the night."

Zhuo Donglai was about to speak when suddenly a flash of lightning followed a white figure running in from the rain and into the gazebo, bringing water all the way.

"Mr. Zhuo? Are you here?" The person hiding from the rain is Sima Chaoqun.

"This is a friend of mine in the yamen. I can't leave recently. I asked him to bring a letter for me."

The guest gave a light acknowledgement, carefully folded the envelope and put it in the front pocket, and gestured farewell to Zhuo Donglai, put on the coir raincoat again, and walked into the silver-like rain.

Zhuo Donglai said apologetically, "People in the Gongmen family have a bit arrogant temper, so don't take it to heart."

Sima Chaoqun smiled.

"Are you trying to ask who I'm sending a message to?"

"It's inevitable that Mr. Zhuo will be inconvenient and I don't need to know about business affairs that I know.

"That's just a letter from home," said Zhuo Dong.

"Mr. Zhuo has a family?"

"Why, you can't have a family if you are a famous arrester?" Zhuo Donglai heard the surprise in the other party's tone and asked back.

"That's not what I meant," Sima Chaoqun said quickly, "I just ignored it."

Zhuo Donglai cast his eyes on him and stared at him for a while, "I'm an abandoned baby."

Sima Chaoqun suddenly looked up at him,

"Are you surprised?"

"Dong Lai... If you don't want to say..."

"It's not a secret that can't be told between friends. Anyway, you will know sooner or later."

"I said it was a family member, but actually I only have one adopted sister, her name is Die Wu. She has been there since I can remember, and we were adopted by our adoptive father together when we were young."

Sima Chaoqun listened to him, a flash of pain flashed deep in his right eye.

"The adoptive father has excellent martial arts. What is more valuable than his martial arts is the information in his head. As long as you have questions and can afford the price, you can find out anything you want to know. But he is even more A sadistic and hateful person, we suffered so much by his side. I was able to escape with Die Wu 11 years ago." He paused, and went to see Sima Chaoqun again, "You know what happened to my adoptive father ?”

"What happens to him is not worthy of sympathy." Sima Chaoqun said in a deep voice.

"I set a fire on him while he was asleep, but I failed to burn him to death. After I escaped with Die Wu, I became a catcher in order to make a living. When I went back to look for him, he was gone."

It became easier for Zhuo Donglai to speak, because he no longer had to pretend to be careful about his words, "It's been 11 years, and I always know he's not dead yet."

"It's been 11 years..." Sima Chaoqun murmured, "You hate him so much? You hate him so much that you must kill him?"

"I once wanted to kill him."

"What now?"

"I don't want him to die. Death is not enough to make up for what he has done."

A thunderstorm followed another thunderstorm.

Zhuo Donglai didn't continue, Sima Chaoqun stared at him, "You haven't been back for many days, and you have to pick up a thousand gold darts and you can't get away. I was worried about Die Wu, so I wrote a letter and sent it back through the official route." Sima Chaoqun paused After a pause, he said, "If Lingmei is willing, she can come to Luoyang to live, and I will order someone to take care of her."

Zhuo Donglai didn't look at his gaze, but looked at the rain curtain outside the pavilion, "Die Wu is a beautiful girl, and the only person more beautiful than her is her dance. Men who have seen her dance can't forget her." He retracted Seeing Sima Chaoqun, he seemed to have no reaction.

"If the deputy hall master sees her, you will also understand that there is no more attractive woman in this world than her."

"Do you think I fell in love with her when I saw her?"

"I'm not worried. Because you won't."

Sima Chaoqun was surprised, "Then you are worried about Wu Mo?"

Zhuo Donglai laughed, "Emotional matters can't be controlled by the parties, so what's the use of others worrying? Besides, Wu Mo is a very nice young man."

Seeing the haze on his face dissipate, Sima Chaoqun's mouth also stretched, "Then I will take it as your consent?"

Suddenly remembered something, he turned his head to look outside where the rain was still falling, "Speaking of Wu Mo, I forgot about him. He is waiting for you."

"Since the rain won't stop, I still have something to tell you."

Seeing Sima Chaoqun's nervous expression, Zhuo Donglai smiled wryly, "Indeed, a secret is a burden to those who know it."

"I just want to tell you something about this dart trip."

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Wu Mo rode at the front with two trusted bodyguards, followed by seven bodyguards carrying two black boxes, and Sima Chaoqun and Zhuo Donglai were at the end of the team.The unsmiling bodyguard was silent all the way.

What is the favorite drink of the bodyguards traveling abroad? It is wine. Wine can relieve fatigue, strengthen courage, and relieve sorrow.Usually a group of people gather around the wine jar and have a few dishes of marinated side dishes, talking nonsense to pass the long boring journey.

But today they are just sitting in a rough-looking tea shop on the side of the road, there is no signboard, only a flag hanging abruptly in the dry air, with a word tea written on it, and a few blackened wooden tables with tea sets on them And some dishes of fruit.

They have already sat down, the valuable 'bodyguard', he is sitting among the bodyguards, contentedly eating a pineapple with strong tea, the raw pear is a bit shriveled, but he eats it with relish .

Suddenly, he seemed to be stuck by a thorn, and coughed vigorously.The more he coughed, the harder his eyes were red, and he held his throat with his hands. When he opened his mouth again, he couldn't make any sound.

Everyone didn't expect to encounter such a thing after walking for a few hours.Sima Chaoqun looked at the pineapple that he had eaten a few bites on the ground, and remained silent.

"Where is the nearest doctor living near here?" Wu Mo asked the shopkeeper,

"This is a doctor who is looking for something, he is obviously poisoned."

"I want you to tell me!" Wu Mo was anxious,

The waiter looked at him, "I do know that there is someone nearby who can save his life."

Everyone stared at him, and the waiter hurriedly explained, "I heard it from the passing customers."

"Walking half an hour to the southwest, there is a collection of red flowers. There is a person called Mr. Ji. He is blind, but he is a master who came here to escape from the world. He is especially good at detoxification." The shopkeeper hesitated, and said, "But ..."

"But what?"

The storekeeper looked at the box behind Wu Mo and lowered his voice, "However, I think you'd better not go in, because it's a den of robbers."

The scorching sun that has been scorching Honghuaji fiercely for several days has not yet reached its highest level at this moment.

Blind people are most familiar with the darkness, and the underground cobwebs of the red flower cluster criss-cross the passages, and things that cannot be seen are happening.These are all very familiar things to Sima Chaoqun, but he can't say anything, and he has to pretend to be ignorant. Just now at the tea shop, the three of them discussed it so that Wu Mo would bring the voiceless "daughter" with him. Six bodyguards walked into the Red Flower Collection to look for Mr. Ji, Zhuo Donglai pretended to be a passing merchant who did not know him, and later stayed in the Red Flower Collection, while Sima Chaoqun, he was waiting outside the Red Flower Collection Look at a few boxes.

When Wu Mo and Zhuo Donglai walked in, pretending to be two lines, one light and one dark, another young man was standing by the bent dead tree and looking inside. His eyes were clear and his face was absolutely optimistic. , said the words 'safflower collection' in his mouth, and then this young man in coarse clothes also walked in.

A woman in Japan does not necessarily have a beautiful appearance, what makes people unable to take their eyes off is the style of opening her mouth and staring at her eyes. When she walks stiffly and briskly, only a blind man can remain unmoved.Ever since the proprietress came out, the escorts couldn't help looking at their eyes. In the simple inn, she was wearing a suit of vermilion, with bright red clogs on her feet. When the proprietress smiled, she would squint her eyes. The sweetness of her eyes made people ignore Spreading texture.

"Mr. Ji? If you want to find Mr. Ji, you have to wait until night."

The escorts were puzzled, "Why?"

The proprietress took a look at them and giggled, "Because Mr. Ji can't see, don't blind people only come out at night."

At this time, several jugs of wine were already placed on the wooden table, and the proprietress told them that they might as well sit down and have something to eat first, and then look for someone later in the evening.Xiao Er also brought out roasted charred sesame seed cakes and some marinated meat and pickled vegetables.

The bodyguards couldn't help but nodded, feeling that the logic made sense.

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In front of Zhuo Donglai was the safflower collection that he hated. The two old trees at the entrance of the store were bent at unimaginable angles, and the shape was disgusting.In addition to yellow sand or yellow sand.

The sun had gradually sunk into the west, and he still walked slowly, because he knew that there was someone patiently waiting for him where he was going.Suddenly, he heard something heavy coming from behind him, which was mixed with the girl's crisp laughter.A guqin landed firmly in his hand, and the lingering sound has not yet fallen.A girl in red stood not far away, covering her mouth and laughing.

Zhuo Donglai didn't look at her, his eyes fell on the white-haired old man next to him.His blind eyes are only black, but they are the entrance to the bottomless black hole of all darkness and gloom.

Zhuo Donglai suddenly had an unfathomable feeling in his heart, some places, some people, some scenes, he suddenly understood that he still had unresolved ties and unsaid words with these many people and things.

"Hey, quickly return my grandpa's qin." The girl called to him,

Zhuo Dong looked at the qin in his hand, and then at the girl, "You obviously threw it over by yourself."

"I just find you so strange. You've been standing here for a long time. Do you want to come in?" The girl raised her eyebrows slightly and her voice was clear.

Zhuo Donglai had no choice but to walk over and hand out the guqin with both hands,

The white-haired old man took it from him. He looked over with cloudy eyes, "This is my granddaughter Xiao Lian, who has a stubborn nature. This gentleman should not be as knowledgeable as her." Then he asked, "This gentleman But want to stay?"

"Yes."

"It's really lively today," said the girl in red again, "There is only one Fusang inn in Honghuaji, but three groups of guests came today."

"Xiao Lian, why don't you lead this gentleman to the inn?" Hearing what Grandpa said, Xiao Lian pouted and walked ahead.

"Miss Boss!" The girl began to shout before entering the door, "Your business is really good today, and this is the third batch of guests staying." She kept paying attention to a young man sitting in the dining hall while shouting out of the corners of her eyes.That was the boy in civilian clothes with an optimistic face just now. At this moment, he was eating the bowl of noodles in front of him with relish. Except for the noodles and a few vegetable leaves, there was not a trace of oil in the bowl, but he was eating with concentration and satisfaction. The girl and the musician walked in without looking up.

Zhuo Donglai chose a table near the door and sat down.Arriving earlier than the proprietress is her rouge fragrance, which is mixed with the smell of salted fish and spirits, blending with the last few rays of the setting sun coming in from outside the door.

When Zhuo Donglai walked in, the boy turned his attention away from the noodle bowl. He watched Zhuo Donglai sit down, and watched him slowly pour out a small cup from the wine pot brought by the proprietress and put it on the table. On the edge of his mouth, he picked up another plate of mixed vegetables.

Until Zhuo Donglai slowly drank the sixth cup.The young man stood up suddenly, went to sit down opposite him.

"I've always wanted to know, is there any difference in the taste of drinking from a cup?" When he said this, his bright eyes looked at the wine glass in Zhuo Donglai's hand.

In fact, from the moment he entered the door and saw him, Zhuo Donglai smiled wryly in his heart,

"The taste of wine is not in the container, but in the person who drinks it."

"Like a sword, it's not about its origin, but who its owner is."

Zhuo Donglai didn't expect him to say that, instinctively lowered his eyes, not looking at the things behind him wrapped in the same color cloth as the clothes he was wearing.The cloth of variegated and rough texture was randomly knotted, and Zhuo Donglai knew exactly what was wrapped there.

A sword that once killed him, a rare sword forged by his own father.It is also the destiny he has been looking for in this life, and is determined to break.It turns out that it is stubborn and only willing to appear at the time and place where it once appeared, no matter how much eyeliner Zhuo Donglai uses, he cannot discover it in advance.

At this moment, this fate is in front of him, as if he can reach out and rewrite it.

Seeing that he was silent, the boy spoke again, with the same passionate voice, "My name is Gao Jianfei, can you buy me a glass of wine?"

"Xia Zhuo Donglai," said he asked Xiao Er to bring two empty bowls and fill them up, "Drinking a glass of wine is something you do when you are alone, how can you do such a small thing when you invite someone to drink."

The young man's eyes became brighter. He held up a bowl full in front of him, raised his head and drank it down in one gulp.Then, he called the buddy to order a pot of beef stew and insisted on inviting Zhuo Dong to dinner.

"I thought you only liked noodles with green vegetables?"

"It's nice to have a change every once in a while."

"After today, I don't know if we can meet again?"

"Maybe we can meet again tonight," Zhuo Donglai looked at him with an idea in his mind.

"Does Mr. Zhuo have any plans for tonight? I heard that although the place is down and out during the day, it is indeed a different scene at night, and there are many interesting activities. How about going to see it together?"

"I'm here to wait for someone, and he will definitely show up tonight." Zhuo Donglai naturally agreed to the other party's invitation.

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Maybe the word red just refers to the collection of red flowers at night, Gao Jianfei looked curiously at the red restaurant in front of him, the rows of red lanterns hanging outside the restaurant made its shadow red.Honghuaji does not occupy a large area, and the roads are simple. There is only one horizontal road, and a road connects several vertical winding paths. In addition, the entrance of Honghuaji is at the end of a slanting fork.This restaurant is built at the other end of the fork, with a plaque without words hanging on it.

"Guests, please come in." It was the proprietress who wafted out footsteps and the smell of incense powder, and she led Gao Jianfei and Zhuo Donglai in.The ground is made of red walls and red bricks, and there are jujube-colored tables and chairs. There are a dozen people with different faces and strange clothes sitting inside. These people seem to have never seen the two of them, eating and drinking on their own. The proprietress It is said that these are the permanent residents of Honghuaji. Among them are butchers who sell meat, long-term workers in inns, and doctors who run medical clinics. They are all ordinary occupations in an ordinary village.These people stay in their shops during the day, and come to this restaurant at night to listen to Mr. Ji's music and drink to pass the time.

Gao Jianfei and Zhuo Donglai followed the proprietress up to the second floor, and were seated in the middle seats.Sitting on the red platform facing the seats was a blind musician who had entered during the day, and the pretty girl next to her, who had changed into a red dress, saw the two of them go upstairs and sit down, casting her eyes and smiling over them.

Zhuo Dong saw Gao Jianfei sitting on the side without realizing it, and couldn't help shaking his head.

After drinking for a while, Gao Jianfei felt bored, "It turned out that the fun thing this evening was just changing tables to drink." He suddenly got up, "I want to go out to get some air." After that, he went directly from the second floor The railing flipped out and landed in the lobby downstairs.

The people downstairs didn't respond, as if they didn't notice such a person, they were still drinking and laughing.

One pair of hands grabbed Gao Jianfei's clothes, "Don't leave."

Gao Jianfei turned his head, Xiao Lian frowned and looked at him, "Is my singing difficult?"

"No."

The girl's face turned red, "Then why are you leaving now?"

"I..." Gao Jianfei thought for a while, but didn't know how to answer.

"I asked him to go out with me." Zhuo Donglai also came down from upstairs.

The girl glanced at him, then turned her head to look at the bewildered Gao Jianfei reluctantly, and ran back to the musician with a final stomp.

It wasn't until they walked out the door and reached the first fork in the road that Gao Jianfei carefully let out a long sigh of relief.Zhuo Dong looked at the lavender handkerchief that was still tightly clutched in his hand, which was put on his palm just before the girl threw it away.

"Okay, it's getting late, we should go back to rest." It was Zhuo Donglai who spoke.

Gao Jianfei looked at him puzzled, "Didn't Mr. Zhuo want me to accompany you to find someone?"

Zhuo Donglai didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "That was just an excuse."

Unexpectedly, the young man looked at him seriously, "Are you looking for those people who came here during the day?"

"you know?"

Gao Jianfei nodded, "I'm just surprised. During the day, I heard them tell the proprietress that they were looking for Mr. Ji. The proprietress told them to look for him again at night, but just now Mr. Ji was sitting there playing the piano, but I didn't see your friends."

"What else did you hear during the day?"

Gao Jianfei thought for a while, then looked at Zhuo Donglai, his dark eyes under the moonlight were somewhat mysterious, "After I came in, I wandered around this red flower collection for a long time, and found a secret."

"What?" Zhuo Dong came to see him. He didn't answer, but bent down and picked up a stone and drew a picture on the ground horizontally and vertically.Zhuo Donglai looked down, he had drawn three vertical and horizontal lines on the ground, and another deep oblique line stretched from the upper left corner to the lower right.Gao Jianfei put the stone on the upper right corner, "This is the restaurant we were in just now."

Five scratches intertwine to form two triangles with opposite vertices. The central vertices are the Fusang Inn. The two farthest points are the place where they just drank, and the other is the main entrance where they walked in.There are still six junctions remaining.

"The map of the Red Flower Collection? What does this mean?"

Gao Jianfei stepped on the ground with the soles of his shoes, "This map may not be built on the ground. There are many secrets underground in Honghuaji. Do you want to take a look with me?"

Zhuo Donglai was already a little surprised when he heard what happened during the day, and now he even took a second look at the person in front of him.

"Why are you looking at me like that? It's like you don't know me anymore."

"I don't know you at all," Zhuo Donglai smiled, and he was curious about this young man again, "Then how can we get down to the end?"

Gao Jianfei blinked at him, and shook off the square handkerchief in his hand. There were two small characters on it, "wine cellar", and a strangely shaped key.

"I think the friend you're looking for is behind this key."

"Why does Xiao Lian help me find someone?"

"Because I told her that those people are the friends I'm looking for." Gao Jianfei saw Zhuo Donglai's surprise, "How about it, am I not as dull and incomprehensible as you think?"

Zhuo Donglai couldn't help but laugh, Gao Jianfei asked again, "Do you think I'm meddling now?"

Zhuo Donglai had no choice but to shake his head again. Gao Jianfei saw him pull up his clothes like this and walked towards Fusang Inn, "There is only one place called 'wine cellar', which is the kitchen at the back of the inn."

What should the kitchen look like? In addition to the smell of rotten vegetables and the smell of the sink, there is also the bloody smell of cattle and sheep.The same is true for the kitchen of Fusang Inn, Zhuo Donglai frowned as he watched Gao Jianfei touch every brick here.After the other party sat down dejectedly, he pointed to the top of the head, where a bamboo basket with vegetable leaves was hanging on the end of the hanging beam.

Gao Jianfei's eyes lit up, he flew to the beam, and after checking it out, he made a sound of surprise. The bamboo basket turned out to be just a decoration growing with the wall. He turned the key into the handle of the bamboo basket, and the wall made a sound. There was a creaking sound, and it drove to both sides.

The two looked at each other and walked in side by side.

"Do you think this tunnel is for the blind?" Zhuo Donglai asked,

"Certainly not, blind people don't need to look at the road." The tunnel is full of cracks, and there are gravel and reptiles under the two people's feet, but there are burning fire folds placed far away on both sides.

After walking for a long time, there was not even a fork in the passage.

"I think I may have guessed wrong. There is nothing underground in Honghuaji."

Seeing Gao Jianfei's depressed look, Zhuo Donglai smiled instead, and asked, "Xiao Gao, how long do you think we've been walking?"

"It's been a long time, I'm thirsty." Gao Jianfei raised his head, he unloaded the cloth package that was much bulging than usual from his back, took out two water radishes from it, and handed one to Zhuo Donglai, Took a big bite out of one of my own.

"I just took it out of the basket."

Zhuo Donglai looked at him, and suddenly felt that this young man who might be his nephew was not only smarter than he thought, but also much cuter than he thought.

Eating while walking, when the radish in Gao Jianfei's hand was almost full, the road finally came to an end.At the end is just a bamboo curtain hastily hung.The two looked at each other.Gao Jianfei's face also began to turn pale, because they all smelled the smell of death coming from behind this thin layer.

All the windows were open, and in the room under the candles lay the bed, and the bed was the dead man, and the moonlight came in through the windows, showing silhouettes under the white cloth.

Gao Jianfei looked at Zhuo Donglai,

"I counted them. There are six corpses here." Gao Jianfei whispered, "Are you thinking..."

Zhuo Donglai had already walked over to remove one piece of cloth, and then another, and soon he removed the cloth from all the corpses. It was during the day that six bodyguards walked in, including the "daughter" , but no Wu Mo.In just a few hours, the face of the corpse was already blue, and the mouth was sunken, obviously died of some kind of violent rape that broke out quickly and completely.

Gao Jianfei stood aside and dared not speak, Zhuo Donglai explained to him, "These are indeed the people I'm looking for, they are the bodyguards I brought."

Gao Jianfei couldn't help asking, "Why do dart runners dare to come to this Red Flower Collection?"

"Because we had to come in because of something." Only then did Zhuo Donglai realize that he had never mentioned the purpose of this place to the other party, "A bodyguard was poisoned, and we heard that there is a Mr. Ji who is extremely good at detoxifying here, so we came here." Venture in."

"Not only good at detoxification, but also good at poisoning." Suddenly a voice came to the ear.

The person who appeared suddenly took a look at Zhuo Donglai before saying hello to Gao Jianfei, "I'm Sima Chaoqun, the head of the Luoyang branch of Wushen Bodyguard Agency."

"Your bodyguards died, you don't look very sad?" Gao Jianfei asked him suddenly.

"Why don't you ask me and why aren't you sad?" Zhuo Donglai answered.

"Mr. Zhuo is not a member of the Escort, why should he be sad?"

"How do you know I'm not from the Escort?"

"Zhuo Donglai, who is chasing wind and shadows, is a famous arrester, and of course the famous arrester will not be a member of the bodyguard bureau." After hearing this, Zhuo Donglai found that Xiao Gao has not changed, he is still the young man who is determined to become famous and does not hesitate to do anything.Then he heard the other party say,

"Don't get me wrong, I didn't know who you were when I asked you to buy me a drink yesterday."

Zhuo Donglai was noncommittal about this explanation, Sima Chaoqun glanced at Xiao Gao, and said to Zhuo Dong, "Have you already figured out where he is?"

"Who?" Xiao Gao asked.

Sima Chaoqun frowned, looked at Zhuo Donglai and asked, "Do we have to let him participate in our affairs?"

Zhuo Donglai answered the previous question, "Since Wu Mo is not lying here, he must be alive."

"Wu Mo is indeed still alive, but what I want to ask is another person." Sima Chaoqun pointed at the corpse next to him, "The daughter is dead, but you just didn't seem to care when you saw his corpse."

"You are indeed not from the bodyguard bureau, but this bodyguard trip is for you. Our bodyguard masters just left the city, but all of them died." Sima Chaoqun took a few steps closer, "You were behind the bodyguard mission last time, Wushen Bodyguard Agency also lost a team of bodyguards. However, I was not informed of all of that until after the fact."

There was no expression on Zhuo Donglai's face, "Of course I discussed all the plans with Mr. Wu in advance."

Sima Chaoqun took another step forward, and he was already in front of Zhuo Donglai, "What about this time?"

"This time, Mr. Wu left it to Wu Mo to make the decision. Of course, I discussed it with Wu Mo, President Wu."

Sima Chaoqun was taken aback, "Does he know that this daughter is a fake?"

"Yes. We discussed it early in the morning. Since Honghuaji brought us in for some reason, we should have made preparations early. So we decided to hide the daughter in a box outside Honghuaji, and changed a government servant to pretend to be the daughter and He came in together to find that Mr. Ji."

"You..." Sima Chaoqun's tone was no longer calm, "Why didn't you tell me these things?"

Gao Jianfei, who had been listening by the side, suddenly stepped forward and stopped him, "Mr. Zhuo has already said that he made plans with the chief hall master in advance. Are you the chief hall master?"

This sentence made Sima Chaoqun calm down, his voice was no longer trembling when he spoke again, he took out a piece of paper and handed it to Zhuo Donglai, "I received this letter outside Honghuaji and came in. "

The letter was not long, only eight words, "I want to find Wu Mo, I will exchange it with a thousand gold." After reading it, Zhuo Donglai refolded the paper and returned it to Sima Chaoqun, then took out a piece of paper that looked exactly the same from his belt, Expand.

The content on the paper was actually exactly the same, "I want to find Wu Mo, I can exchange it with a thousand pieces of gold", but the handwriting was obviously from different people.

"It's strange, it's really strange," Xiao Gao's brows were already knit together, "There are actually two letters? Could it be that there are more than one group of people here?"

At this time, he suddenly turned his head and asked another question, "Master Sima Chaoqun, how did you know about this secret way?"

Zhuo Donglai looked at Sima Chaoqun's expression, but the other party looked very surprised, "What secret way?"

Xiao Gao glanced at him dissatisfied, and turned his hand to lift the bamboo curtain. He and Zhuo Donglai became more surprised than Sima Chaoqun. Behind the bamboo curtain was just an ordinary wall.Knowing that it is meaningless to say more, but he still insisted on Sima Chaoqun, "How did you come to this room?"

Sima Chaoqun looked at them strangely, "Of course I walked in through the door."

"Where is this?" Zhuo Donglai asked,

"Medical clinic." Sima Chaoqun said. "After I received this letter outside, I entered Honghuaji. It was already dark at that time. I stopped a person to inquire, and the person told me that Honghuaji did have Mr. Ji, and he also opened a medical clinic. Here. But I went in and there was no one outside."

Zhuo Donglai and Xiao Gao followed his eyes and walked outside. It was indeed just an ordinary medical clinic. The front hall was the reception hall, the middle one was the pharmacy, and there was another empty one in the middle. The last one was where they stood. The room, the four rooms were all lit with candles, but none of them were alive.

"What are you thinking?" Xiao Gao asked Zhuo Donglai,

"I'm wondering if there is really Mr. Ji in Honghuaji."

"Didn't we hear him play tonight?"

"Is Mr. Ji the one who plays the piano? Mr. Ji is blind. We were told by the waiter in the shop, and the surname of the piano player here is also called by someone else. Maybe this is just an excuse to lure Wu Mo here."

"Then, I'll ask Xiao Lian, she will definitely not lie to me." Gao Jianfei was about to go out after speaking.

"Wait," Zhuo Donglai stopped him, and he had to admit that he had misread, Xiao Gao was still as stupid as he remembered, especially when it came to women, "If she will never lie to you, then we are Why are you here?"