perfect crime

Long Yanzhi's appearance surprised everyone, Lu Qiaohe's eyes widened, and disbelief was written all over his face.Isn't he in prison?Why are you here?

"Brother." Long Yanzhi's call made Long Yanchuan's face change a lot. He wanted to cry and laugh, but in the end he couldn't laugh or cry.

He bent down and bowed his head, making a respectful posture that seemed to have been honed through thousands of years, and said calmly, "Master Yan."

"How many times have I told you, don't call me by that name." Long Yanzhi pushed the wheelchair over slowly, "You can call him Yanzhi, or Ah Yan."

"Say it." It was Lu Qiaohe who called first, and he squinted his eyes, his eyes were very complicated.

"You still remember me." Long Yanzhi sarcastically said.

"Why don't I remember?" Lu Qiaohe sighed with a half-smile.

Others say that there are three women in a scene, but there are three big men standing here, and the scene between them is so wonderful that people applaud.

"Let's talk about what happened back then." Anye found that he was the only outsider in this room, and it was impossible to expect these three people to speak up. Let him, an outsider, come to disrupt the situation.

"There's nothing to talk about." Long Yanzhi's expression was gloomy. When he returned to this room, he seemed to be back to the scene that night that made him feel like a knife was twisting his heart.

"Boom, boom, boom!" A strange beating sound suddenly came from a room on the second floor, and the four of them became alert.

"Crack! Boom—" There was a loud noise, like the sound of a plank cracking.

"Go up and have a look." Long Yanchuan pointed a gun at An Ye, facing the Luqiao River.

Lu Qiaohe sneered: "There are so many rooms, do you want to see them one by one?"

"Don't play tricks, are you the policeman?" Long Yanchuan showed killing intent.

"Don't dare, Young Master Long wants me to go alone, how dare I go with the young one?" Lu Qiaohe looked leisurely on the surface, but his heart was very tense.Like Long Yanchuan, he has no idea who is coming...

"Your mouth is as poor as it is for a hundred years." Long Yanzhi's smile is also as beautiful as a day for a hundred years.

With just one corner of his mouth, Anye saw Lu Qiaohe's eyes flickering, faster than when he saw any beauties in the past.

"I have a suggestion." Yasuno raised his hand, "Since everyone is worried about letting anyone go up, why not wait for the people upstairs to come down?"

"What if he doesn't come down?" Long Yanzhi asked with a smile.

"Then it's just the four of us going up together." Anye said that he was not under much pressure. "Qiaohe hugged you, and I helped you get the wheelchair. Your brother continued to point a gun at me."

Yasuno made a reasonable division of labor according to each person's needs and strengths.

"No!" Long Yanchuan saw his younger brother's eye contact with Lu Qiaohe, and immediately refused.

"Then what do you think we should do?" Anno's good temper couldn't bear to be picky again and again, if you have the ability, don't look so anxious to see the worried expression upstairs!

"..." Long Yanchuan kept a straight face, silence is golden.

"I think my sister's proposal is good. It's not practical to wait for the people from upstairs to come down. I don't know whether the people coming are friends or foes. It's not easy to disperse the action." Long Yanzhi's words are better than An Ye's thousands of words, although Long Yanzhuan's expression is a little bit Reluctantly, but agreed.

Lu Qiaohe helped Long Yanzhi get up first, let him lean on his body, and then slowly deal with the wheelchair problem.I saw the two getting closer and closer. When the wheelchair was put away, Long Yanzhi was already lying in Lu Qiaohe's arms without Lu Qiaohe hugging him. appearance.

An Ye rubbed his eyes, the light of adultery was too dazzling, his vision was a bit blurred.

"What are you waiting for? Give him the wheelchair!" Long Yanchuan was clearly furious but still swallowed his anger. The change in his facial expression...is refreshing!

"Can't walk." Lu Qiaohe hugged Long Yanzhi with one arm and fixed the wheelchair with the other. It really didn't look like he could move freely.

"I'll go get it." Anno suggested.

"Be honest." Long Yanchuan waved his gun as a signal, but his eyes were fixed on An Ye, and he couldn't think of any little tricks escaping his eyes.

"Yes, yes." Anno tiptoed like a kitten, "Are you satisfied?"

Almost without eye contact, he took the wheelchair back from Lu Qiaohe's hand, as if nothing had happened.

"En." Long Yanchuan narrowed his eyes and responded.

"Can we go now, Young Master?" An Ye couldn't stand this dick man, he was more terrifying than a paranoid, and the progress bar was slowed down by him, so he wasn't afraid that Long Yanzhi would be crushed by Lu Qiaohe if he really had no strength. Up and down?

"Cough, let's go." Long Yanchuan coughed awkwardly.

The dust on the second floor is much thicker than that on the first floor, and a layer of dust will be picked up with almost every step.Lu Qiaohe walked in the front with Long Yanzhi in his arms, An Ye was next in the wheelchair, and Long Yanzhuan was the last one at the bottom. The gun in his hand was aimed at the back of An Ye's head.

Long Yanzhi was in charge of pushing the doors, one after another from right to left.

Then, they came to the only room with a door that cleared - the second from the left.

"Do you want me to push?" Lu Qiaohe asked Long Yanzhi in his arms.

"No need." Long Yanzhi's eyes flickered, and his outstretched hand was shaking. It was obvious that something had happened in this room.

creak-

The mild musty smell of old book paper slowly dissipated with the passing wind, and the study-style buildings of the last century emerged in front of everyone.There is a person in the room. He is facing the stained glass window, reading a book in his hand under the colorful sunlight.

"Who are you!" Long Yanchuan shouted loudly.

Crash—that was the sound of lightly flipping the paper, and the reader seemed not to be disturbed by the four of them, and focused on the book in his hand.

"Hey, why are you in this study!" Long Yan frowned in displeasure, expressing dissatisfaction with the reader's behavior of rummaging through his property, "This is private property, sacred and inviolable!"

The sound of flipping the book sounded again, and it seemed that the man hadn't returned to the real world yet.

"Zongzheng, what are you doing here?" Anye actually wanted to ask how he got in, the back door?All the entrances and exits of this building are guarded by Long Yanchuan's subordinates, right?

"Looking for you." The man finally responded, put down the book in his hand, turned around and looked at the person who was pointed at by the gun, "Leaving the post without permission, I can deduct all your bonuses for this month."

"Qiaohe, he wants to deduct your bonus." Anye gently pushed the person in front, sympathizing with hope.

"What? Me? Didn't I talk to you?" Lu Qiaohe was puzzled, why did it involve him?

"The first two words are for me, and the last sentence is for you..." Yasuno muttered softly.

"My God? Brother Zhengyi, listen to my explanation..." Lu Qiaohe was crying. He complained more than Dou E. To save someone is also called AWOL. Besides, what a fart he is. Didn’t he ask for leave to recuperate?He was hospitalized, he was on paid leave, everything would be deducted!There is no humanity!He would rather write a report!

"Explanation?" Zong Zhengyi raised his eyebrows, "Okay, I'll give you a minute to explain why the person who took sick leave showed up at the Long's mansion to have an improper relationship with Master Long Er."

"Improper relationship?!" Lu Qiaohe looked down at his current posture... "I don't need to explain, I'd better write a report..."

"Shut up!" Long Yanchuan fired a shot at the sky, put the smoking muzzle against An Ye's head, and said angrily, "How did you get in here! Tell me! Otherwise, I'll shoot him dead!"

Zong Zhengyi glanced fiercely, and his murderous aura suddenly manifested.

Long Yanchuan's heart tightened violently, his pupils constricted, and his legs subconsciously moved back, but he stopped it with willpower... Years of bloody experience on the road gave him the qualifications for justice, and he no longer He is the weak man with weak legs back then!

"I thought you would know." Zong Zhengyi walked to the bookshelf beside him, put the book in his hand back to its original place, and moved.

squeak--

The bookshelf vibrated, and immediately after, the entire large bookshelf moved a certain distance to the left.A big hole appeared where Zong Zheng was, and sawdust shattered all over the place.

"Secret room?" Long Yanzhi and Lu Qiaohe were shocked.

"Where's the other exit?" Yasuno forgot to look inside, and could vaguely see the stairs leading downstairs spreading in the darkness.

"Backyard." Zong Zhengyi has special experience in the maze and darkroom mechanism. In a room, he just needs to go in and take a look around, and he can dig out even the best hidden things.

"I...was right when I saw it." Lu Qiaohe played tricks on An Ye and asked him to unfold the wheelchair.

Long Yanzhi looked at him suspiciously.

Lu Qiaohe carefully put him back in the wheelchair, and told the truth: "That day, I saw someone leave this room, a black shadow, and he disappeared when he regained consciousness..."

"You really... didn't kill my father?" Long Yanzhi still couldn't believe it.

That's right, Long Yanzhi and Long Yanchuan's father, Long Qitian, the head of the Longmen, died in this study... on the night when everything ended.

Lu Qiaohe was silent, he couldn't answer this question.

"Is it that difficult to tell the truth?" Long Yanzhi lowered his eyelids, and his sadness flowed out slowly like streams and rivers.

"It's just an answer, is it that important?" Anye asked Long Yanzhi, "It's up to him to say it or not, and it's up to you to believe it or not. If you really don't believe it, he won't believe it if he didn't kill you."

Long Yanzhi's expression was stiff, he just wanted to hear Lu Qiaohe tell him an answer, even if the answer was false, he didn't care.For so many years, it was this belief that kept him alive, dragging his immobile legs... living without self-esteem.

"If you want to know the answer, you can ask your personal bodyguard." Zong Zhengyi somehow conjured up a pair of sunglasses and threw them on the table. The old style was covered with dust and looked dirty.

"Did you pick it up in the passage?" Anno asked at the right time.

Zong Zhengyi didn't speak, and looked up at Long Yanchuan. The man's face was already blue, and his dark glasses couldn't hide his embarrassment.

"It was you? You killed him?" Long Yanzhi couldn't believe it, his whole body was shaking with anger, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Long Yanchuan couldn't say a word, and the muscles in the arm holding the gun were tense.His eyes flickered, fear, murderous intent, timidity, all kinds of emotions intertwined, like a time bomb about to explode, gradually approaching the brink of collapse.

What can he say?What should he say?What he said...does anyone still believe it?