As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden sound from outside, as if someone was knocking on the carved window lattice.
Yao Yao and Yao were startled, and both looked at the window.
A tall dark shadow appeared on the thin and transparent window paper. Although it blended in with the darkness of the night, the cold momentum filtered in through the window, making it impossible to ignore it.
I don’t know when this person came under the window, and I don’t know how long he has been listening to it.
Yao Yao's heart sank, she didn't even notice that someone with such a superb body-lighting skill was so close to him.
After the beep beep stopped, a light cough came from under the window: "Since when has the Department of Internal Health stopped relying on evidence when handling cases?"
Hearing this cold voice, Bao Cheng suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, opened the door and smiled bitterly: "Master Han, why are you walking silently? Do you know that people can be scary to death!"
He is very self-conscious. Now that he has made up his mind to join the Internal Security Department, there is no need to do those coy pretentious things. Besides, there is nothing wrong with being an Internal Security. At least the name will be revealed and it will eventually bluff people. Thinking of this , he said this humiliation particularly neatly.
Han Changmu walked out of the dark night. He wore deep black clothes, and his bun was tied with a narrow dark blue ribbon. The night wind blew gently in his hair, and the ribbon undulated in the night. Weilan was cold.
The night was hazy, and the stars and moonlight spread out behind Han Changmu.
He came against the light, his features and expressions were dim and unclear, but the darkness couldn't cover up the brilliance all over his body.
Yao Yao watched Han Changmu walk to the door and sighed secretly.
What does it mean that the stranger is like jade, and the young master is unparalleled in the world? This is it, standing in front of him alive.
It's a pity that Mr. Ruyu is just a sesame dumpling.
The face is like jade and the heart is like ink, very dark.
She stood up and saluted, lowering her head and saying nothing.
Han Changmu walked into the room slowly, glanced at Yao Yao carefully, and said calmly: "Yao Canjun is becoming more and more daring to speak out."
Yao Yao said humbly: "I don't dare to lower my rank."
The atmosphere turned cold for a moment, and it was so embarrassing that people wanted to run away.
Bao Cheng coughed quickly, broke the embarrassment and went back to make amends: "Why are you here, sir?"
Han Changmu put his hands behind his back and glanced at Yao Yao: "If I didn't come over, how could I hear that Yao joined the army and framed the Internal Security Department?"
After saying that, he slowly sat down, looking at Yao Yao with a playful smile in his eyes.
Yao Yao didn't even raise his head, and didn't look at Han Changmu's expression at all. He lowered his head and said with the same cold humility as before: "I don't dare to do this."
Han Changmu's mind suddenly flashed. He was so charming to the blind man. He raised his chin slightly and said angrily: "Yao Junjun, go over and get the evidence as soon as possible." He turned to Bao Chengpi with a dead smile and said: "Earlier. Let Mr. Bao feel at ease."
Bao Cheng smiled bitterly and watched Yao Yao walk out. He hurriedly saluted and said, "I'll come over and take a look, too, even if I'm in a humble position."
Han Changmu nodded and watched the two of them walk out. He didn't know what Bao Cheng said, which made Yao Yao smile and kick Bao Cheng.
There was no burning lamp in the room, and only a few wisps of weak moonlight came in through the window. The areas where the light fell were slightly brighter, but where Han Changmu was sitting, it was still so dark that he could not see his fingers.
He was drowning in the darkness, and the fleeting smile on his face looked a little scary. He picked up the
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The melon seeds on the dining table were slowly peeled by the faint moonlight coming in from the window lattice.
After nightfall, the entire mansion was plunged into darkness, with the shadows of trees and rocks swaying in the darkness, which was particularly strange and unspeakable.
The moonlight tonight was extremely dim, filtering through the tree crowns and sifting through the ground, leaving only a few thin rays of light, which could barely illuminate the masonry on the ground.
Bao Cheng led Yao Yao through the flowers and brushed the willows. In the darkness, he stumbled over a raised stone and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Yao Yao grabbed his arm and taunted him in a low voice: " You can break it in your own home, you are really capable."
Bao Chengtan smiled coquettishly: "I'm afraid of exposing my secrets, so I rarely visit this house."
Yao Yao nodded, that's true. Bao Cheng's situation was different from hers. When she came here, the original owner was only a few years old girl, and her relatives were all dead. She was not afraid of being found out that something was wrong, but Bao Cheng Cheng was different, so he had to be more cautious.
She squinted at the road ahead and said doubtfully: "The Bao family is not very wealthy, so why are they so stingy? They don't even light a street lamp at night, and they're not afraid of throwing someone down."
Bao Cheng looked around, and the deep night was like a tide, swallowing up the entire mansion.
He shook his head: "I don't know either. Anyway, since the day I came here, there have been no lights in this mansion at night, so the rooms and courtyards have only been brightly lit."
Yao Yao suddenly became suspicious. Even if the Bao family fell, they would not be unable to light a street lamp. Moreover, there was a saying in Chang'an city that the brighter the lights in the courtyard of a house at night would indicate the future. The more prosperous and prosperous your days will be.
Naturally, she didn't believe such nonsense, but she couldn't resist people who wanted to cross class barriers and move up. Therefore, one of the great sights in Chang'an City was that among the wealthy residents in the east and the west in the west, anyone with some property would People, the lights are brightly lit all night long.
But the Bao family did the opposite, which had to be suspicious.
From what she saw, this family could pamper their concubines and kill their wives, and if they almost killed their own children decades ago because of a few rumors, they must not be a family where everyone is drunk but only one of them wakes up.
The two walked side by side through the deserted courtyard. The night wind blew through the high and low tree crowns, making them rustle like insects and ants gnawing in the dark.
The footsteps of the two were extremely brisk, and the soles of their shoes scraped against the neatly paved green brick floor, making almost no sound.
After turning around a corridor, Yao Yao paused, suddenly turned around and asked in a low voice: "What did the original owner look like when you walked through?"
Bao Cheng frowned and thought hard for a long time before he said uncertainly: "It was probably fished out of the lake. It's all wet and only has half a life left. Oh, no, it's dead."
Yao Yao looked up and looked around: "Is there a lake in this mansion?"
Bao Cheng burst into laughter: "Don't be ridiculous, what kind of place is this? Chang'an City, where every inch of land is precious, is equivalent to our Beijing over there. Huanhu, there isn't even a bigger yard in the mansion."
Yao Yao nodded. It seemed that the original owner fell into trouble outside. He didn't know who was interested in him. He deliberately planned to kill him. It was quite miserable.
After passing through a half-opened courtyard gate, the two of them walked outside Bao Chi's courtyard. They didn't meet any night watchers along the way. I don't know whether Bao Chi was extraordinarily arrogant or felt that he had failed. No thieves will care.
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Bao Chi's courtyard was much larger than Bao Cheng's. Yao Yao pushed the courtyard door but did not push it open. It was obvious that the courtyard door had been locked.
She walked to the side of the courtyard wall and raised her head. The wall was only one person high. She pursed her lips, took a step back, put her toes lightly on the ground, and jumped onto the wall as lightly as a swallow.
The clothes moved silently, like a wisp of dark wind blowing through the night.
Bao Cheng opened his mouth. He wanted to shout but was afraid of disturbing others. The muttering sound was pressed in his throat, making him uncomfortable: "Hey, I, I, can't climb up."
"Stupid," Yao Yao chuckled in disgust at the wall: "Wait, I will open the door for you."
The two people entered the courtyard smoothly. Surprisingly, the courtyard was also empty. It was not like the deep mansion courtyard next to it. There were still servants keeping vigil in the corridor.
The lights in the main room and the corner room in the middle of the yard are still on. It seems that the room is where the servants keep watch.
Yao Yao nodded, crouching, leaning against the shadow under the wall, and quickly walked to the window of the penthouse first.
Although the lamp was still burning in the ear room, an ups and downs of snoring came from the window. It was obvious that the so-called servant who was watching the night was already fast asleep.
Yao Yao became more and more puzzled. There was something wrong with the huge Bao Mansion, and its control over its servants was so lax.
Bao Cheng didn't think so much. He pointed to the light in the main room and lowered his voice: "I haven't stopped yet."
Yao Yao pursed his lips and ducked under the window of the main room.
The windows of the main room are different from those of the side rooms. The green window lattice is carved with dense albizia flowers. The faint moonlight falls on it, and the flower lamps appear lively and fragrant.
The windows were not covered with ordinary plain paper, but with autumn-colored soft smoke.
Yao Yao knew that this soft smoke was a very expensive material. It was often used to paper windows and make curtains in the palace. Ordinary people could not afford such expensive curtains.
The soft smoke seems to be finely woven, but it does not block light and sound like plain paper.
Before Yao Yao and Yao were lying on the window, they heard a humming sound in the room.
The two of them were suddenly shocked and looked at each other. This voice, haha, they both came from a very open modern era, so they are very familiar with this voice. It is often played in TV dramas.
Bao Cheng immediately squeezed Yao Yao away, lay down on the soft cigarette, and looked in through the small gap. While watching, he repeatedly said, "Oh, I'll go, it's live broadcast."
Yao Yao raised his eyebrows and leaned over to look in. This look was indeed shocking.
Sure enough, the ancients had so many tricks.
The two of them blushed and their hearts skipped a beat. They sat together under the window. They were stunned for a long time before Bao Cheng touched Yao Yao with his elbow and lowered his voice and said, "The things must be in the study."
Yao Yao nodded: "Let's wait until they go to sleep. Who knows if he will suddenly go to the study."
Bao Cheng let out a low hum, and the sound in the room was like a demonic sound, which went straight into his ears. He covered his ears fiercely, biting his lips and almost bleeding, and it was very difficult to bear it.
He turned his head and glanced at Yao Yao, only to see that her eyes were slightly closed, her face was calm, as if she was in trance and motionless, and she seemed not to be affected by the movement in the room.
He secretly clicked his tongue, otherwise he would be able to do great things with this determination.
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