Duan Wenjun didn't know that after his analysis, Mo Shoucheng would have the same idea as Hua Tuo.
Cut open his brain and see if there's anything different about it.
At this moment, he saw Mo Shoucheng staring at him closely, and thought he was thinking about what he just said.
"So, Lao Mo, I'll have to pay you a visit later." He stared at Mo Shoucheng and spoke.
"What to do?" Mo Shoucheng's thoughts finally came back from the different thoughts in Duan Wenjun's head.
"Of course I'm staring at Lan Ye!" Duan Wenjun was speechless. "I deliberately told her about my secret support for them just now, just to frighten her off."
Mo Shoucheng finally understood, "So, do you think she will go and report to her master?"
"A must!" Duan Wenjun nodded.
"So, you want me to keep an eye on her now?" Mo Shoucheng was in a bad mood. "She just welcomed a man to her room. Could it be that you want me to watch her bed?"
"Ah? It's not dark yet, why do you have business coming to your door so early?" Duan Wenjun stared at Mo Shoucheng with confusion on his face, "How did you know that a man had just been welcomed back to the room?"
"Lan Ye's room is the second one downstairs. We martial arts practitioners naturally have sharper hearing than you." Mo Shoucheng frowned.
Duan Wenjun stopped talking.
He and Mo Shoucheng stayed at Wangjiang Art Hall for one night.
The room he lived in was Jiang Shuying's previous room.
In the evening, Xiu Yuer came to accompany them to drink and sing songs all night.
However, Xiu Yuer originally thought that something could happen, but in the end nothing happened.
Even when she thought that even if nothing happened, she could ask Duan Wenjun to write another poem for her to sing, she still failed to do so.
Because she could tell that Duan Wenjun was really not in the mood to write poetry.
Moreover, she did not dare to say anything.
After all, she was still extremely worried that Duan Wenjun would be angry and settle old scores with Wangjiang Art Museum again.
Early the next morning, as soon as the man in Lan Ye's room left, Lan Ye left with him.
Naturally, Mo Shoucheng left with her.
Duan Wenjun threw down a piece of silver and asked Zhao Xiaowu, who had just come back, to drive the carriage back to Duan's house.
Naturally, when I went out, I still covered my face so that no one would recognize me.
In the early morning, Zhao Xiaowu found his mistress, the boy who most likely knew Master Qin.
However, he had turned into a cold corpse and could no longer speak.
The mistress got drunk and fell into the moat.
When he was discovered, his body was somewhat swollen.
It should have happened two or three days ago.
Whether it was an accidental coincidence or someone killed someone and silenced them, I don't know.
Two or three days ago, it was the day when someone asked General Li Shuzhen about the whereabouts of the mistress.
However, Zhao Xiaowu's clues were broken, and when Duan Wenjun returned to Duan Mansion, Mo Shoucheng made a new discovery.
With Mo Shoucheng's skills, following Lan Ye would definitely not be discovered by her.
Therefore, Mo Shoucheng successfully found the master who was reporting to her.
Mother Liu actually did not flee Wangjiang County, but hid in a yard in the south of the city.
Although he is not the boss behind Wangjiang Art Museum, being able to find Liu's mother is a big breakthrough.
Mo Shoucheng was hiding on the roof of Liu's mother's hiding place.
Mo Shoucheng heard every word she and Lan Ye said clearly.
According to Duan Wenjun's instructions, Mo Shoucheng did not disturb Lan Ye.
However, when she left, she quietly fell behind Mama Liu.
Mother Liu just felt a cool breeze blowing behind her. She was about to look back, but then her neck shook, her vision went dark, and she didn't know anything anymore.
Feeling a chill on her neck, she faintly opened her eyes.
Suddenly, I was startled.
Because she found herself lying in a pavilion, Duan Wenjun was sitting next to her, holding a glass of water, and gently sprinkled it on her face.
On the other side, Mo Shoucheng was holding his wine bag and sipping sip after sip.
"Duan, Master Duan..." Seeing that familiar face, Liu's mother was so frightened that her ghost almost appeared, and she sat up suddenly.
"Mother Liu, long time no see!" A thick smile appeared on Duan Wenjun's face, "You are finally awake!"
"Master Duan, hello, long time no see!" Mother Liu tried her best to calm down, but her whole body still couldn't stop trembling. "W-where is this? Why am I here?"
"Oh! This is my Duan Mansion!" Duan Wenjun's smile grew even louder. "Mother Liu, where have you been these past few months? It's so easy to find Wenjun!"
"Master Duan, please, spare your life! It's really none of my business." Mother Liu made a sound and knelt down directly in front of Duan Wenjun.
Kowtow is like pounding garlic.
Mother Liu is much more fragile than imagined.
Duan Wenjun originally thought of many ways to get her to speak.
However, none of them were used.
Mother Liu told her everything with tears and runny noses.
A gust of wind came to Wangjiang Art Museum, which was arranged by her boss.
As for the identity of her behind-the-scenes boss, Liu's mother was not very clear.
I only know that his surname is Dai, that he is about thirty years old, and that he comes from the capital.
Every time he meets Mother Liu, his face is covered, so Mother Liu doesn't know what he looks like.
However, his voice is more delicate and sounds like a woman.
However, although she knew the identity of Xiufeng at that time, she did not know that Xiufeng was going towards Duan Wenjun.
She thought it was just that her boss was afraid of Guofeng's identity as a bandit, so he didn't dare to refuse and asked her to let the girls serve him well.
Therefore, even though Gufeng was very tormented in those days, she always asked the girls to endure it as much as possible.
I just thought it would be nice to send the gust of wind away quickly.
But it wasn't until a gust of wind kidnapped Duan Wenjun that she realized that she was in big trouble, so she escaped overnight.
That Mr. Qin took up residence in the art hall before the gust of wind.
Moreover, he was the one who brought a message from the boss, asking her to entertain Xiufeng.
That Mr. Qin spoke with a northern accent. According to Liu's mother's inference, he should be from the capital area.
When Mr. Qin stayed at Wangjiang Art Hall, it was indeed Mother Liu who told him personally.
He was older and very skinny, as if his whole body was made of skin and bones.
However, his appetite was very good. He could eat two or three kilograms of meat and drink a jar of wine in one meal.
Moreover, there is a large black mole at the corner of his mouth...
Everything about a burst of wind is arranged by Mr. Qin, and Mother Liu only executes it.
Mother Liu doesn’t know anything else...
