Peerless Junior Uncle

With sharp teeth and sharp mouth, I can count on seeing you today, but whatever you say, you have to eat this meal today, or you have to eat it if you don’t eat it. "After finishing speaking, he waved his hand: "Please get in the car, Boss Huo." "

The latter kind of younger brother rushed over immediately, and the young man's face changed: "Is this please?"

"It's just an actor. I like you. It's a blessing you have cultivated in several lifetimes." The man in a suit said cruelly: "Be careful, don't scratch the skin, look at the delicate skin and tender flesh."

The younger brothers obediently stepped forward and surrounded the young man, thinking about how to "invite" this person who obviously didn't want to go into the car, and had to be careful not to rub against him......

"That's really terrible." The young man said disdainfully, "It's better to be liked by a sow than to be liked by you."

"I can't tell Boss Huo's taste is quite heavy." The man in the suit didn't take it seriously: "But don't worry, there are plenty of heavy flavors waiting for you today." He said impatiently, looking at a group of younger brothers who dared not go up. Hurry up, what are you doing Momochiji!"

The younger brothers secretly complained, didn't they have to carefully watch his skin and flesh, but they didn't dare to delay, picked the right direction, and rushed forward.

However, before touching the corner of the man's clothes, a hand stretched out from the slant, and pulled the person who was close in front of him.

Mu Lan glanced past the younger brother, and her cold eyes fell on the man in the suit: "Kidnapping?"

The man obviously didn't expect that there were people here, and was taken aback by the sudden situation, but then he came back to his senses: "Who the hell are you! I don't care if I kidnap or not."

Mu Lan frowned, and looked back at the person who was pulled over by her, who was obviously still surprised: "You owe them money?"

"No." The young man returned in a daze.

"Then what are you running for?"

"My mother told me to go home for dinner." The young man replied in a daze.

Mu Lan seemed to be thinking about the possibility, before humming: "Hungry?"

The man didn't seem to come back to his senses, but just nodded subconsciously.Only then did Mu Lan look back at the group of people in front of her and said in a deep voice, "If you have anything to say, you can go to the police station, or the governor's mansion."

The man in the suit spat and was about to step forward to say something, but a seemingly shrewd younger brother held him back and whispered a few words in his whisper. The man looked at Mu Lan, and then saw Mu Lan under the dim light. Lan was dressed in military uniform, his expression changed, and he said, "So it's Adjutant Mu."

Mu Lan looked at him coldly, expressing that he didn't know him. The man bit his inner lip unwillingly, and said, "Since Adjutant Mu and Boss Huo know each other, I won't bother you. We will meet later."

After finishing speaking, he straightened the collar of his suit, turned away angrily, and the younger brothers followed one after another. After a while, the alley was quiet again.

"Adjutant? Are you from the Governor's Mansion?" The young man's voice came from one side, and Mu Lan turned to look at him. Although the light was not bright enough, the young man's delicate face could still be seen clearly, smelling the scent of powder after makeup removal, Mu Lan nodded.

The young man rubbed his chin as if suddenly enlightened, his brows and eyes curved with a smile: "Let's make friends, my name is Huo Qiangu, I sing in Qinyuan."

Mu Lan was a little surprised by his attitude, he didn't expect him to tell him so bluntly that he was an opera singer, and even gave him his name.But still replied lightly: "Mu Lan."

"Mulan?" Huo Qiangu blinked, as if to make sure if it was correct: "Mulan of wood? Orchid of orchid?"

Mu Lan looked at him with his eyes open, looking serious, completely lacking in the arrogance he saw when he scolded the dude at the gate of Qinyuan, and the glamorousness he saw on the stage. Huo Qiangu has a handsome appearance, but because of those big eyes , adding a bit of aura, Mu Lan put these several forms on the same person, but found that there was nothing inconsistent.

"Really?" Huo Qiangu asked.

Mu Lan regained her composure and said calmly, "Didn't your mother tell you to go home for dinner?"

"It's a lie." Huo Qiangu twitched his lips: "Do you believe this too? I just came out to stroll around in the dark, who would have known that I would be targeted by that idiot?"

Mu Lan frowned when she saw that he was wearing a white shirt. Was this intentional?If you come out in white clothes at night, if you don't stare at them, wouldn't it be a pair of white eyes.

"Hey, isn't your real name Mulan? That Hua Mulan?" Huo Qiangu followed Mu Lan persistently and asked.

Mu Lan walked a few steps and stopped: "Aren't you going home?"

"My home is in Qinyuan, let's drop by." Huo Qiangu said seriously.

"Do you know where I'm going?" Mu Lan was puzzled.

"No matter where you go, you must go to Qinyuan first." Huo Qiangu took it for granted: "You didn't eat, did you? I invite you."

"No need." Hearing this, Mu Lan thought of He Tingge who was still in Jiuwei Pavilion, so she quickened her pace, but Huo Qiangu followed. Mu Lan frowned, but didn't say anything, and went straight to Qinyuan first. .

"Your real name is Mulan? Wood's wood?" Huo Qiangu didn't give up, and asked again before entering the door. Mu Lan frowned, turned around and took Huo Qiangu's hand.

Huo Qiangu looked blankly at Mu Lan's slender fingers running across his palm, feeling a little itchy.

After Mu Lan finished writing, seeing his dazed expression, she felt a little helpless, and walked towards the night.

Huo Qiangu looked at his palm, as if the feeling from just now was still there: "...Mu Lan?" Looking up again, he could only see the figure of his back fading away under the dark night.

When Mu Lan arrived at Jiuwei Pavilion, the car was still parked at the door, but Xiao Er came out and said that He Tingge and Fu Qingcheng had already gone back, and that they were going for a walk after dinner to help them digest, so they planned to walk home.

Mu Lan opened the car door and sat in the driver's seat, and drove the car towards the Governor's Mansion. When passing Qinyuan, she subconsciously glanced at it, and only saw the empty doorway.

When He Tingge saw Fu Qingcheng who was packing his luggage, he just leaned against the door frame, and the corners of his lips slanted: "President Fu really wants to leave?"

"Since the weather has been calm these few days, I believe that the young marshal has almost done the investigation of what happened that day. Even if nothing is found, I should go." Fu Qingcheng closed the box: "If the young marshal can dismiss me, I will grow up for a while." If it’s a job, I don’t mind a few more days of leisure.”

"That night..." He Tingge leaned against the door frame and played with the lighter in his hand, the metal texture slipped between his fingers, feeling a little cool: "Did you do it on purpose?"

Fu Qingcheng raised his eyebrows and looked at him in surprise: "What do you mean, Young Marshal?"

"Stay by my side on purpose, sit in a conspicuous place on purpose, take me to the backyard on purpose, sit on the edge of the grape arbor on purpose, and show my back to the killer on purpose." He Tingge said these things, and he felt a little disgusted to believe it. I thought that I was just someone he used: "You use Tang Yu's emphasis on the grape trellis, and use his anger to track down another person's clues, but who are you protecting?"

Fu Qingcheng paused while packing up the documents: "Young Marshal He guessed right, but I don't want to protect anyone." The words of disapproval fell on He Tingge's ears, a little harsh.

"Where's the jade bee?" He Tingge looked at Fu Qingcheng's back as he walked out the door and was about to go down the stairs, and finally asked indifferently.

Fu Qingcheng stood at the entrance of the stairs, paused and went straight down the stairs: "You just have to believe that Jade Bee is not on the opposite side of you, and you will know the rest by yourself in due time."

Standing by the handrail on the second floor, He Tingge watched the man push open the door and walk out without hesitation. He didn't turn back to the study until the noise of a car starting outside.

On the table is the latest morning newspaper, the headline on it reads "Black Dragon gang gang members were beaten to death with sticks, and their corpses were dumped on the street. Boss Ye Tiantang admitted that he did not approve"

The police department has always turned a blind eye to this kind of thing. Although the Black Dragon Gang is not powerful, it can be regarded as a gang in the Northeast Town.The whole gang can be regarded as a low-key behavior among the gangs.The Tang family is also a rich businessman for several generations in the Northeast. How could the two families who have always been well watered not violate the river water suddenly lose their lives.

He Tinge glanced at the newspaper, Tang Yuzhen was considered his childhood friend, and He Tinge knew about his personality. He knew that he had no choice but to do what happened last time, and He Tingge didn't go into it.But in the past few years, Tang Yuzhen's actions have become more and more ruthless. If he guessed correctly, the person who died tragically should be one of the people who shot that night.

It was just a grape trellis that couldn't produce grapes, and Tang Yuzhen didn't hesitate to ask him to make up for it. It seemed that the grape trellis was not simple.

Thinking of what Fu Qingcheng said before leaving, He Tingge thought about it for a while. There must be some relationship between Fu Qingcheng and Yufeng, but what is the reason? The Black Dragon Gang wants to kill Fu Qingcheng?

And Fu Qingcheng didn't seem to want him to know the whereabouts of Yu Feng, so why?

"Young Marshal, Miss Jin is here." Mu Lan knocked lightly on the door frame, and He Tingge returned to his senses and said, "Yes, I see." He adjusted the collar of his shirt casually, and opened two buttons, looking casual.

Danger?

"Young Marshal, Miss Jin is here." Mu Lan knocked lightly on the door frame, and He Tingge returned to his senses and said, "Yes, I see." He adjusted the collar of his shirt casually, and opened two buttons, looking casual.

Standing in the living room on the first floor, Jin Yuyao casually glanced at the patterns on the carpet under her feet. The living room decorations are very simple, revealing a quaint taste.

"Miss Jin, please sit down." He Tingge said calmly as he walked down the stairs.

Jin Yuyao turned her head to look at He Tingge. She was wearing a black shirt and black trousers. Her brows were slightly furrowed. She had no expression on her angular face. She was dressed casually, but with a slender and straight figure, she looked very temperamental.

"Miss Jin, would you like tea or coffee?" He Tingge asked casually, pouring a cup of white water on the table.

Jin Yuyao is wearing a traditional long skirt and a goose-yellow double-breasted cheongsam that is tailored properly. Her long hair, which was originally slightly looped, hangs straight behind her head at this moment. Against her fair and pretty face, she has the temperament of a traditional Chinese beauty.

"Plain water is fine.