A man with a bright appearance usually hides a deep darkness, and few places are exempt from vulgarity; compared with the grand and grand appearance of Ziyan Bank, its woodshed is unsightly.
There were no neat piles of firewood here, only a few sporadic pieces of moldy-looking wood scattered around. From time to time, a few black cockroaches quickly appeared and disappeared on the ground.
Xiao Liu looked at the corpse lying in the center of the woodshed and felt sick in his heart. If he hadn't been entrusted by Liu Ningshi, he wouldn't have wanted to stay in this ghost place for a moment longer.
"Little brother! Thank you for your hard work." As the door of the woodshed creaked open, Tong Bo's voice, which seemed to Xiao Liu to be provocative, came in.
"Weiwei Tong is really good at calculating!" Xiaoliu waved away the smell in the room and said angrily, "If it weren't for sister Ningshi's sake, Xiaoliu wouldn't bother to take care of this matter."
"Xiao Liu! Don't get to know Brother Xiangyun." Liu Ningshi pinched her nose and walked in, not forgetting to complain about Tong Bo: "He just likes to scheme against others, and Ningshi often suffers."
"Miss Liu has really wronged me." Tong Bo looked innocent and spread his hands and said: "Since my little brother is from the plain barbarian army, he must be good at spying. I am also using my talents to the best of my ability!"
"It's really ridiculous." Xiaoliu pulled out the green bamboo stick and pointed it at Tong Bo: "Since Sister Ningshi has told you my identity, you actually lured the yellow-clad guards to attack me?"
"Hearing is false, seeing is believing." When Tong Bo discussed the truth, he shook his head like an old scholar: "Little brother, I have to satisfy my curiosity."
"Your curiosity is satisfied, but it's Xiaoliu's body that suffers." Xiaoliu became angrier as he spoke. If Liu Ningshi hadn't blocked him, his bamboo stick might have really hit Tong Bo in the face.
"Sorry! Sorry! It was Tong's lack of consideration." Tong Bo actually bowed to Xiaoliu: "Just think that Tong owes you a favor."
"Xiao Liu, don't be angry." Liu Ningshi smiled and said, "Since Brother Xiangyun has agreed, Ningshi will ask for this favor for you in the future."
"Miss Liu, what about you..." Tong Bo shook his head and stopped joking with the two of them. He just walked slowly to the body and observed it carefully.
"The palm force in the chest is undoubtedly Tiger Roaring Fist." Tong Bo lifted the body's brocade clothes, revealing a huge palm print on the chest: "But this injury..."
"But the injury may not be fatal, right?" Xiao Liu used a bamboo stick to open the collar of the corpse, revealing tiny red spots on the neck.
"My little brother's insight is really great." Tong Bo nodded, but teased Liu Ningshi: "Why don't Miss Liu come over and take a look?"
"No, no! It's enough for Brother Xiangyun and Xiaoliu to check. Ningshi has absolute trust in you." Liu Ningshi covered her nose and subconsciously took a few steps back.
"Little brother, tell me your reasons?" Tong Bo saw the fear of the corpse on Liu Ningshi's face, and secretly laughed in his heart but did not say anything, and the conversation turned to the corpse again.
"The depth of this palm print is wrong." Xiao Liu measured it with his thumb and said, "Tiger Roar Fist is an extremely domineering foreign martial art. If you hit it with all your strength, it won't just be like this."
"Little brother, you are right." Tong Bo held his chin and circled the body: "This palm only used 50% of the skill. If Da Fang had the temperament to kill someone, he would never be so sloppy."
"But why did Brother Da Fang take action against this young master?" Liu Ningshi, who had her back turned to the body, asked her confusion: "The reason he had a conflict with Manager Zhang was to stand up for this young master, so what reason could he have to save everyone?" Kill again?"
"Then there is only one possibility. Da Fang took action when his consciousness was beyond his control." Tong Bo suddenly stopped and pointed at the red spot on the neck of the corpse: "This wound is very strange."
"The wound seems to have been struck by a flying needle, but there is no trace of flying needles on the neck." Xiao Liu squeezed the corpse's arm with his hand, and then put his palm against the corpse's chest: "The Tiger Roaring Fist is extremely powerful, why is it so powerful?" There is a hint of coolness in my chest."
"The wound was not caused by a flying needle." Tong Bo pointed at the red dot and said: "If it was caused by a flying needle, the murderer would definitely expand the needle hole when he retracted the flying needle, not to the extent it is now."
"It's not a flying needle, what is it?" Xiao Liu was very confused: "Look, although the body is stiff and the face is pale, there is no
Signs of poisoning. "
"Huh?" Tong Bo walked around the corpse again: "Just now you said that there was cold air on the chest of the corpse?"
"Yes!" Xiao Liu nodded: "This is also what Xiao Liu can't figure out."
"Little brother, come and feel his neck!" Tong Bo touched the red dot with his hand, and then touched his vagina, looking like he had some realization.
"There is actually a hint of cold air coming out of the neck?" Xiao Liu exclaimed: "Is this wound the fatal wound on the body? But how was such a small wound caused? Can it really kill someone?"
"Ice needle!" Tong Bo said word by word: "Use the cold internal power to condense water into ice. If it is injected into the body, it will melt quickly."
"No wonder there are no flying needles in the flesh of the wound, so that's how it is." Xiao Liu suddenly shook his head and said, "That's not right, this kind of power won't kill him."
"Little brother, that's wrong!" Tong Bo pointed to the palm print on the corpse's chest: "Don't forget that the corpse was hit by Da Fang's Tiger Roaring Fist first."
"That's right!" Liu Ningshi, who had been listening quietly, turned around: "The young master's heart was in an extremely hot state after being hit in the palm. At this time, the cold ice formation shot in, and the shock from extreme heat to extreme cold , how can a seriously injured person endure it?"
"Miss Liu is smart, and she can tell with just one point." Tong Bo touched his chin and pointed at the body: "There is another point that concerns me very much. Why does this person have an intersection with Da Fang?"
"Didn't you say before that it was because Brother Da Fang took action..." Liu Ningshi just finished speaking, but she felt something was wrong: "Brother Xiang Yun said that someone was planning this from the beginning?"
"Not bad!" Although Tong Bo was talking, his palms were still pressed against the body's white clothes to check: "I never believe in any coincidence. Is it also a coincidence that Wen Lin found Da Fang in Stone City?"
"Is it Zhou Ling who is causing trouble behind the scenes?" After listening to Tong Bo's analysis, Liu Ningshi's thoughts gradually became clearer.
"It's hard to say whether it's Zhou Ling or not." Tong Bo said coldly: "Wen Lin is definitely not involved. I believe she has not left Ziyan Pavilion."
"But we are not familiar with the place in Ziyan Pavilion, so it is not easy to find someone." Xiaoliu said with a worried look on his face: "Besides, the spy named Qian is still staring at us all the time."
"In that case, we might as well meet with the shopkeeper of Ziyan Bank for a while." Tong Bo smiled and inadvertently grasped the thing hidden in the corpse's belt in his hand: "Miss Liu, what do you think?"
"Brother Xiangyun's idea is agreed with by Ning Shi." This time Liu Ningshi and Tong Bo thought of it together. If the future plan is to go smoothly, the shopkeeper Qian Shao must make a breakthrough.
The peculiar thing about the back kitchen of Ziyan Qianzhuang is that it is not only a place for cooking, but also a place where the shopkeeper, Qian Shaojun, eats.
On the stove, a tall and thin chef was assisting with his left hand, holding a knife in his right hand and cutting the snapper on the chopping board with a dazzling technique. The cut fish fillets were like silk, and with the tip of the knife waving, they floated into the money of Mr. Jin Yi. The plate in front of Shaojun.
"Well! Master Zijie's knife skills are really getting better and better." Qian Shaojun stretched out his head to sniff the silky sashimi, and praised with intoxication: "Before I even took my mouth, the smell of the sea wave hit my nostrils. , if you add the sea bream sauce, it will be truly delicious.”
"Young shopkeeper, is it really okay to let those people stay in the back hall?" the guard in yellow standing on the left behind Qian Shaojun said inappropriately.
"Huh?" Sure enough, Qian Shaojun's face looked very ugly. He waved his sleeves and said, "Don't say anything disgraceful to me while I'm dining. Get out."
"Yes! I am resigning from my humble position!" The guard in yellow realized that he had spoken out after being bored, and walked out of the kitchen dejectedly.
"Young shopkeeper, please don't be angry." The guard in yellow on the right took a large plate of snow-white snapper soup from the chef and placed it on the table in front of Qian Shaojun: "Little Guozi has just been transferred and can't speak for a long time. Young shopkeeper Don’t be familiar with him.”
"When Master Zijie is performing his cooking skills, it is such an enjoyable moment to eat his delicious meals." Qian Shaojun was still angry and pointed at the trajectory of the guard in yellow: "But he completely destroyed this atmosphere. It was destroyed, do you think you are angry or not?"
Qian Shaojun, as the young shopkeeper of Ziyan Bank, has a high status among the pavilion masters. He has always been pampered and pampered. He has been humiliated one after another like today. He is also taking out his anger on the people below.
body, but even so, is his nightmare over?
"The chef at Ziyan Qianzhuang is really unique." Just as Qian Shaojun picked up a piece of sashimi and entered it, Tong Bo walked in swaggeringly without saying hello: "Not only are there wonderful cooking performances, but there are also unique Elegant room."
"You?" Qian Shaojun forcefully put the sashimi into his mouth and put it back on the porcelain plate in front of him: "Who asked you to come here?"
"Young shopkeeper should know that since I hold the Purple Smoke Wealth Card, there is no place in the pavilion that I can't go to!" Tong Bo politely pulled up a stool and sat across from Qian Shaojun, looking at the plate with a smile. Sashimi of sea bream: "Such a delicious meal, I wonder if I would be lucky enough to get a piece of it?"
"Go and add a pair of chopsticks to this brother!" Qian Shaojun looked at the ivory card shaking in Tong Bo's hand, suppressed his anger, and waved expressionlessly to the yellow-clad guard behind him. .
Not long after, the guard in yellow placed the dishes and chopsticks in front of Tong Bo. Qian Shaojun was the shopkeeper of the bank after all, and he still behaved gracefully within the scope of what he could accept. He stretched out his right hand and said: "Please."
"The taste of raw sea bream depends on the chef's knife skills. The finer the knife skills, the more delicious it can be." Tong Bo picked up a piece of sashimi and put it into his mouth, admiring.
"It's a pity to have food but no wine." Qian Shaojun waved his hand, and the guard in yellow brought two more wine bottles and placed them on the table.
"Is this century-old Jimo wine?" Tong Bo just opened the stopper of the bottle, and an aged fragrance wafted out.
"Brother, you have good eyesight! I respect Qian for doing it first." Qian Shaojun was intoxicated by the aroma of wine, and he also opened the wine bottle in front of him, poured out a glass, and drank it.
