Three bamboo clappers rang softly, indicating the time for the watchman to come.
The deep, rich voice of the old man came from the depths of the street, and Lin Weiyang couldn't help but speed up his pace.
After she came down from Qifeng Mountain, she rushed towards the mansion non-stop. She was really worried about her drunk baby brother.
The three of them spent some time and finally saw the bright door of Lin Mansion.
But Lin Weiyang's steps began to slow down gradually, because there was a slightly frail figure walking in front of the door holding a lantern.
The weak light slowly approached, and Lin Weiyang hurriedly closed her eyes to dissipate the remaining ruthless look from the previous fight, but her tone at the moment was extremely cold, and she said without looking back: "This is what you said, Master is playing tricks." Drunk?"
The retainer who was following him saw Lin Yuan approaching. He clearly remembered that the guard said before setting off that the eldest young master was drunk!
For a moment, he couldn't argue, so he simply laughed to cover up his embarrassment. He bowed and said quickly, "Master, please rest early and excuse me." Then he jumped over the high wall like a thief and climbed in. In his own house.
Lin Weiyang let the guest leave. She listened to the hurried footsteps and opened her eyes with tenderness.
After seeing that there were no wounds on the two of them, Lin Yuan's anxious heart finally calmed down. He held the lantern and saw Lin Weiyang, who was covered in dust. He stretched out his hand to gently help his sister dust the dust on her clothes.
"Are you taking action yet?" Lin Yuan asked.
Lin Weiyang didn't hide anything, she responded softly and asked: "Why are you drinking so well today?"
Lin Yuan didn't even raise his head, and continued to pat the dust on his sister's waist and said, "It's inevitable that you'll have a headache if you have so many things to do."
At this moment, a scream came from the gate of Lin Mansion, accompanied by extremely dissatisfied complaints from the guest.
When the three people standing on the street heard the sound, everyone except Lin Sanli laughed softly.
Lin Weiyang took Lin Yuan's busy palm and said gently: "It's time, let's talk about it when we get back."
Lin Yuan nodded, he did not forget to point the lantern at Lin Sanli behind him, and said with a smile: "Go home Sanli!"
In this way, the three of them walked slowly to the door and saw the fat cook leaning on the door frame with a smile.
It is said that those who watch the excitement are not too big a deal. When Uncle Wu saw the two people fighting on the ground inside the door, he did not stop them. Instead, he gave them advice and pointed out how they should take action.
It wasn't until the three of them walked forward that Uncle Wu stopped his casual attitude and bowed respectfully to say hello.
"Uncle Wu, I have to ask you to help me make some food. The Five Internal Organs are starting to make a fuss." Lin Yuan said with a silly smile.
The little benefactor had spoken, and the fat cook took the lead in walking into the house and heading straight to the kitchen. He did not forget to give the last suggestion to the two people struggling on the ground.
"Hey! Kick him with your legs!"
When the next three people crossed the threshold, the "Twist" on the ground saw the owner of the house, and they were so frightened that they stopped in a hurry.
Lin Yuan found it interesting watching the two of them playing around, completely forgetting that he was the culprit, and said, "Go on, don't forget to close the door after a while."
After the three of them had gone away, the noisy bickering sounded from the door again.
The three people walking on the path in the mansion did not go directly back to the courtyard to rest. Instead, they went in the opposite direction.
Lin Weiyang was led by her younger brother for a long time before she curiously asked: "It's getting late, why don't you go back to your room to rest?"
Lin Yuan looked ahead and began to find the way based on his memory.
"I'm afraid I have to go to bed late today."
After wandering around for a while, the three of them arrived at the place where the Lin Mansion kept debris.
Lin Yuan nodded with satisfaction. It seemed that his memory was relatively strong. He then turned back to look at his sister and asked, "Sister, in which room did you put those sundries in the Liu Mansion back then?"
Although he didn't know what this little brother wanted, Lin Weiyang still glanced at it, and then pointed with his chin, "Here, it's over there."
Following the direction given by Lin Weiyang, Lin Yuan walked to the door and pushed open the wooden door. Suddenly, a burst of dust poured down.
Lin Yuan rolled up his sleeves and covered his mouth and nose, and waited until the dust cleared before stepping into the cold utility room.
With the help of the light in his hand, Lin Yuan looked around, finally locked on a large dusty box in the corner and walked over, followed closely by the two people behind him.
Squatting down and looking at the iron lock on the box, Lin Yuan turned around and asked, "Is the key still there?"
Lin Weiyang put her finger on her chin and thought about it, but for a long time she didn't remember where she put the key.
While Lin Yuan was fiddling with the iron lock, Lin Sanli took a step forward, pulled out the horizontal knife behind his back with one hand and said "get up".
Soon after, Lin Yuan was frightened by the sound of unsheathing and fell back, and then heard the sound of metal breaking.
"It's open." Lin Sanli silently put the horizontal sword back into the scabbard, and the iron lock that had just become two halves fell to the ground.
This time, Lin Yuan was quite frightened, but fortunately he hid quickly. While he was still in shock, Lin Yuan gave Lin Sanli a thumbs up, then moved his eyes to the box, opened it and rummaged through it.
With Lin Weiyang's help, it took Lin Yuan half a moment to find what he wanted.
Handing the thick book to Lin Weiyang, Lin Yuan picked up the lantern beside him and stood up. Perhaps his body was numb after squatting for a long time, so he unfolded his body and stretched.
Lin Weiyang shook the book for a while, and then noticed that what Lin Yuan was looking for was the Liu Mansion's previous account book.
Seeing the look in his sister's eyes, Lin Yuan also knew what she wanted to ask, but he still pulled the two of them out of the room first. He really couldn't stand the coldness in the room anymore! After closing the door, Lin Yuan said, "I'll explain when I get back."
Since the younger brother said so, Lin Weiyang didn't ask any more questions.
The three of them walked around again and finally returned to Lin Weiyang's courtyard.
Unexpectedly, Uncle Wu was already sitting in the room, with a steaming bowl of noodles on the table.
Mo Qingcheng, on the other hand, was wearing a plain white undershirt and a thick coat. She was sitting at the table with sleepy eyes. Even her hair was a mess. She must have fallen asleep long ago. Uncle Wu who had just come to see her called him. Awake.
Seeing the cute look of the little girl holding her cheeks and bulging her mouth, Lin Yuan suddenly became playful and pinched the girl's face with his cold fingers. Mo Qingcheng woke up instantly and hit Lin Yuan with some shame and anger. one time.
"What are you doing!" The girl blushed and shouted at the mischievous thief.
Lin Yuan sat next to her, moved the big bowl in front of him, and said with a cheeky smile: "Young Master bullied the girl, isn't this a comment often written in the storybook?"
Mo Qingcheng blushed and spat, and whispered: "I don't know what dirty words you have read."
When Lin Yuan, who had just taken a bite of noodles, heard this, he held the unbroken noodles in his mouth and stretched out his hand to squeeze it again, causing Mo Qingcheng to beat him for a while, unable to relieve his anger for a long time.
Seeing the two little guys fooling around, Lin Weiyang smiled and sat across from Lin Yuan, smoothing things over and saying, "Okay, stop teasing girls, let's talk about business while eating."
After saying that, Lin Weiyang placed the account book he had just found on the table.
Just when Lin Yuan took out the Lu family's account book from his arms, Mo Qingcheng had already taken the Liu family's account book and looked through it.
After swallowing the noodles in his mouth, Lin Yuan handed over the Lu family's account books to Mo Qingcheng.
Lin Yuan continued to eat noodles and let them study the two books.
After Lin Yuan finished eating and put down the chopsticks in his hand, Lin Weiyang pointed to the account book that his younger brother took out and asked: "This is it?"
After burping comfortably, Lin Yuan explained: "That old guy Lu Hao's private accounts over the years."
"I looked through it briefly, and there's nothing special about it." Mo Qingcheng handed the two books to Lin Weiyang.
Lin Yuan raised his hand, shook it a few times, and said, "Don't worry, Miss Mo, let me ask you a question first."
"Do you understand the killer system of Falling Immortal Tower?"
Mo Qingcheng really knew Lin Yuan's question. She thought about it carefully and then answered: "I remember...it should be divided into four levels from top to bottom: A, B, C and D. The character D stands for the third grade. For the killers below, level C represents the fourth level, level B represents the fifth level, and the strength of the killers of the A level is basically above the sixth level."
After Mo Qingcheng finished explaining, Lin Yuan took out a deed from Qiankun's sleeve and placed it on the table.
"This is what Shangguan Linshuang gave me at the Falling Immortal Tower a few days ago. It records the number of killers hired by the Liu Mansion that year."
Just when Lin Weiyang took the deed in his hand and browsed it, Lin Yuan said with a sullen look on his face: "Two people are named A, two are named B, ten are named D, and twenty are named C, a total of thirty-four killers!"
"That old guy Liu Cheng really thinks highly of dad!" Lin Weiyang said through gritted teeth, so angry that she almost crumpled the contract into a ball.
Fortunately, Lin Weiyang has also tempered her mind over the years and did not let anger get to her brain. She raised her eyes to look at her younger brother opposite and said, "So, does this have anything to do with the Lu family's account book?"
Lin Yuan noticed his sister's anger. He leaned over and took back the deed. It was safer to leave this thing on him for the time being. After all, he would use it to question Lu Hao in the future.
"Sister, how much did the Liu family spend on hiring assassins?" Lin Yuan asked.
"Two hundred thousand." Lin Weiyang answered the amount in the deed without thinking.
At this moment, Mo Qingcheng, who was looking through the account books, suddenly raised his head, then put down the Lu family's account books and opened the Liu family's account books, still muttering the word "wrong" in his mouth.
Lin Yuan didn't react at all to Mo Qingcheng's weird behavior. Instead, Lin Weiyang frowned and moved to Mo Qingcheng's side. She looked at her flipping through the ledger and asked, "What's wrong, sister? But is there something wrong?"
Mo Qingcheng didn't have time to answer. She rummaged with all her concentration until the page of records that she felt was wrong appeared. Then she stretched out her finger and said, "Sister Lin, look, this is the general ledger for the month when the Liu family hired a killer. If the above record is correct, then the Liu Mansion should have less than 100,000 jade in stock and cannot afford so many killers."
"Then are there any business funds that can be used for turnover?" Lin Yuan wrapped his arms around his chest and his eyes brightened.
Mo Qingcheng flipped through a few more pages, finally looked up at Lin Yuan, shook her head, and said: "No, all the funds Liu Mansion could use at that time were the more than 90,000 yuan of jade... .”
"That's right!" Lin Yuan suddenly slapped the table, shocking everyone present.
Seemingly realizing that he was a little excited, Lin Yuan blinked his eyes to relieve his embarrassment, coughed slightly and said: "Two days ago, the shopkeeper of Zhuixianlou gave me a message, saying that Liu Cheng could not afford the money back then. I'm skeptical, but..."
"But now you can only be sure that someone behind the Liu family is helping him, but you can't be sure that it is Lu Hao." Mo Qingcheng expressed his opinion.
How could Lin Yuan not know about this situation? He smiled lightly, picked up the account book he got from Hei Pao, and said, "So, we have to work on Lu Hao's private accounts."
"As long as we can find out the weird things in Lu Hao and Liu Cheng's books, we will have the capital to 'reminisce' with the rich man Lu!"
