The Midnight Owl

“This is the current situation.” Wu Sheng transferred all the known clues to Chi Yingxue at the fastest speed, listed one by one, like a huge database.

After listening to Chi Yingxue, he blinked his eyes: “Oh.”

Wu Sheng said: “I know that the amount of information is a bit large, in fact, you don’t need to remember this. You only need to stare at Ying Jiu, he deliberately sent the body back, and insisted on staying, there must be a reason.

“No need to remember, you told me …” Chi Yingxue complained.

Wu Sheng couldn’t help crying: “Then you just don’t say that.”

“It’s late.” Chi Yingxue took out the remaining four and a half oranges in the fruit tray, and in turn muttered—

The first mandarin orange: “Grandpa Cheng never fell to the west and was poisoned.”

The second orange: “Cheng Jiming kidnapped and robbed Fushou will not recognize it.”

The third orange: “Du Jinnian came home to drink tea and evaporated on earth.”

The fourth orange: “Cheng Xiaonan was bedridden by drinking and poisoning.”

The last half of the orange was broken into three petals: “Now the gang and the Fushou Society are not going to leave. You are ready to hurry up to find the badge and search the Cheng Family Courtyard.”

Four oranges and three petals, lined up according to size, so that Chi Yingxue is exquisitely and neatly created.

“It’s all remembered and can’t be erased.” His face was seriously sad, as if the redundant information that could not be deleted accounted for the unfortunate user of the memory.

Wu Sheng did not know whether he should be surprised or surprised: “When did you wake up to this skill?”

Chi Yingxue raised his eyebrows doubtfully: “This skill?”

“Of course,” Wu Sheng said, “Although I have developed intellect, martial arts, sensitivity, and defense, most of the time, I still have to rely on” wisdom “to decide the outcome.”

Chi Yingxue thought for a while: “What about the face?”

“…” For a long time after sending away his teammates, Wu Junshi didn’t figure it out. Is this “face” simply asking “Don’t you rely on face value?” The deep meaning of “face”.

…

There are four rooms in the other courtyard arranged by the Cheng family for the Fushou Association. The nine masters and the little five masters each have one room, and the remaining two are allocated to other brothers.

When Chi Yingxue entered the house, he felt wrong and there was someone in the room.

The dark room was dark, and the moonlight through the mist passed through the window. There was only a looming frost. Ying Jiu sat behind the frost and could not see his face.

“I don’t know if you know Mr. Bai.”

“He’s my … friend.” Chi Yingxue didn’t think it was a big deal, but when it came to the last two words, he still unconsciously tickled his lips, proud, proud.

“What kind of friend?” Ying Jiuye’s voice was calm, calm, but unfathomable, like a bottomless river, the river flowing gently, the undercurrent turbulent.

It’s a pity that Chi Yingxue didn’t hear it at all, and he was tinkering with oil lamps with great interest: “Come through the barrier together.”

“What’s the matter?” Ying Jiuye frowned in the darkness.

“You don’t know what you said.” Chi Yingxue ended the topic unilaterally, and then picked up a beautiful oil lamp and shook at Ying Jiujie: “Will you order it?”

Ying Jiuye helped his men light the oil lamp. When the room was lit, his face was completely dark, and he didn’t want to admit that he had just done something.

Chi Yingxue was also obsessed with helping the Cheng family plan: “The wires of the small building should be pulled over to make it more convenient to use electricity …”

Jiujie didn’t want to stay longer for a second, got up and smoothed the folds on the gown, and walked out the door.

Seeing that people were about to withdraw, Chi Yingxue quickly put down the oil lamp and asked Ying Jiubei: “Is the ransom given by the Cheng family not enough? Why kill Cheng Jiming?”

Ying Jiu stopped, silent for a moment, turned around, and for the first time there was unabashed surrogacy and murderousness in his eyes: “Boy, no one dared to talk to me like this.”

Chi Yingxue looked at him with a bit of anxiety, and was not very satisfied with this response-was it killed or not?

Ye Jiujie saw that the little brother was wandering out of the sky again, exhausted both physically and mentally.

It was nothing for Ying Jiu to crush an individual in one shot, but he could foresee that even if the other party collapsed, the depression in his heart would not be relieved.

Moreover, he did not want to play this hand.

“Do you know why you are following me?” Ying Jiuye rarely speaks to others, but tonight, an exception is made.

Chi Yingxue: “I have good skills?”

Ying Jiu glanced at him contemptuously: “You can’t look at yourself too much.”

Chi Yingxue frowned: “Why?”

Ye Jiuye looked at him quietly, like through him, looking at those past years: “Because you are very similar to me when I was young.”

“Impossible,” Chi Yingxue didn’t think about it, “You don’t look good to me.”

“…”

When Ying Jiuye left Xiaowuye’s room, he felt that he hadn’t opened the killing ring tonight, it must be the ghost upper body-the kind of ninja ghosts, and the kind of hardship.

…

Wu Sheng used stealth stationery and searched the entire Cheng family mansion, even the western building was not let go.

In the end, he found the [Gone of the Troubles] under the “Stove” suggested by the badge manual, and found the following clues in three other places-

1. Cheng Jiming’s study room was still intact. In a book at the bottom of the bookshelf, there was a note different from his handwriting. It was suspected that someone wrote it to him. The above is an ancient poem “Like this star.” It was n’t last night, for whom did the wind shine at midnight? ”There was no name for the payment, only a semi-arc-shaped, red crescent-like mark.

2. In Mrs. Cheng ’s residence, he turned over a letter, and the payment was the Mr. Bai who was worn by Wu Sheng. The content was that Mrs. Cheng had asked him to check the matter, and he needed to meet to discuss it in detail.

3. In the Western-style small building, Cheng Xiaonan’s study room, Wu Sheng found a cylindrical seal on the carpet under the bookshelf, which should have fallen to the ground and rolled in. A very delicate little lion was carved above the seal, but the lion was stained with a little black, like blood stains, and the seal was engraved “Yu Sheng”-Du Jinnian, the word, Yu Sheng.

The badge is not hard to find, but the clues are terrifying.

Wu Sheng put all the notes, badges and letters into his arms, slipped out of the last searched room of Cheng Xiaonan, and prepared to go back to Bai Mansion at night. Mrs. Cheng commissioned Mr. Bai to investigate, it is likely that Cheng Jiming was kidnapped. In fact, there may be more information clues in the White Mansion.

As soon as he left the study, he smelled a strange smell, which came from Cheng Xiaonan’s bedroom.

In front of the bedroom, the brethren of the Longevity Club and the Haigang glared with eagle eyes, and could not even fly in. However, two of them seemed to be disturbed by this taste, and they whispered in a low voice: “Damn, I am almost guilty of hooking.”

Wu Sheng quietly returned to the study, starting from the balcony outside the window, toward the bedroom, jumping from balcony to balcony, checkers finally fell into the bedroom balcony.

The floor curtain was not blocked tightly, leaving a narrow gap to let out the light.

Looking in through the gap, the brightly lit room was unobstructed-a maid sat by the bed, holding an opium cigarette, and handed it to Cheng Xiaonan’s mouth. Her movements are very skilled, obviously not the first time to wait. Uncle Cheng, who was hanging up in the smoke and was hanging from the bottle, was struggling to turn his head, sucking lazily and satisfied.

Poisoning does not delay smoking, and Wu Sheng suddenly feels that the murderer is really superfluous. People like Cheng Xiaonan can kill themselves, and they have hatred. Just wait.

When returning to the White Mansion, Wu Sheng glanced at the clock, and suddenly found that five hours had passed since his soul penetrated!

All night in the Cheng family mansion to deal with people from all walks of life, searching for clues from all sides, he did not feel that time has passed so much! He originally thought about searching the Baigongguan, and then thinking about the point of filing.

However, it seems that the time flow rate and the reality here do not correspond to 1: 1. This situation has occurred in the castle in 6/23 and the **** in the brain of 9/23. It is often that the time of the owl has exceeded five. Hours, but there is no real time.

If it is slow, it will be safe.

Wu Sheng didn’t think about this anymore. He plunged into Mr. Bai’s library full of materials, and started a huge searching and searching work.

Nothing was found until dawn.

In the entire ocean of information, there are various cases of homicide, robbery, adultery, stolen cattle, and lost dogs, but there is nothing related to the Cheng family, even if only a few words.

This is very strange.

Even if Mr. Cheng entrusted him not with Cheng Jiming’s kidnapping case, but with other things, there should also be a record. Such a blank, there is only one possibility-the record was taken or destroyed.

It may have been destroyed by Mr. Bai himself, or someone who did not want him to continue his investigation.

Because Wu Sheng found a note in a humble, possibly original Bai Poetry book.

The handwriting above is danced with dragons and phoenixes, without any strokes, so random that even my mother can choke on it.

Fortunately, the words are large enough and the number of words is small enough, so they can barely discern-those who are troubled, die.

There is a payment in this note-Banluochi Meichun is also disabled.

Ban Luo Chi Mei …

Wu Shengding looked at the payment and slowly spelled out a word: “… sea.”

…

All clues are connected because of this surfaced word.

The doubts on the lives of the two people have gradually disappeared, showing a clear vein, but-

Wu Sheng took out the suspected blood-stained seal found in Cheng Xiaonan’s study and frowned deeply.

Where is Du Jinnian?

The horse went back to the Cheng family non-stop, the sky was already bright, the monastery venue was set up in the Cheng family courtyard, the monks were sitting in place one after another, and the people were busy shuttle.

Master Cheng’s corpse fraud has spread throughout the Cheng family compound overnight. On the way back, Wu Sheng even heard about the neighborhood talking about it. Outsiders say that this is just to see a lively, but these people in the Cheng family mansion are really frightened, no matter the family Ding Yamao, regardless of the strong and weak, everyone is in fear in their eyes, as far as possible Stay away from the Lingtang-the old man is still lying in the Lingtang, and he will become a coffin later.

Wu Sheng looked at the atmosphere and had a plan in his heart.

He doesn’t know where Du Jinnian is, but the investigation has been carried out all the way to the present, at least the truth must be shaken out-to the dead cheng Cheng Mingming, a statement.

“Mr. Bai, I can find you–” With a loud voice, his teammates came over generously.

Wu Sheng stood still in coordination, looking at Qian Ai, who was wearing a denim short coat, getting closer and closer: “Why, your uncle looking for me?”

Qian Ai had approached and whispered, “I’m looking for you.”

The noisy in the courtyard covered the conversation between the two. From the perspective of others, it was like the next man was talking to Mr. Bai. In fact, the old money was transmitting the results of the night gossip to his army division-the history of the second family Cheng’s remarriage.

Cheng Jiming’s original name was Zhou Lanxin, but the dystocia passed away. The daughter kept it, but the adult didn’t keep it. After that, Cheng Jiming once vowed not to marry his wife, and rejected all the three aunts and six wives who spoke of the media. Who knew that there was a socializing outside once. After drunk, he woke up and lay beside him.

Cheng Jiming is a gentle man who recognizes ceremonies. Even if there is no pressure from the gang, this situation is also responsible to Hai Huiping. In this way, Hai Huiping entered the door of the Cheng family. On the face, it was Cheng Cheng’s second indulgence, but privately, there were rumors that it was Hai Huiping’s game. After all, the Haigang had found someone to talk to the media several times. Obviously, it was Hai Huiping who first met Cheng Erye.

Wu Sheng has come out of context, and Qian Ai’s message adds more details.

Qian Ai remixed into the crowd, Wu Sheng looked around the monks in the compound and locked the most pleasing one in a second.

With a glance, the little monk came over. Anyway, the courtyard was still rambling, and no one cared about walking back and forth.

“What should I do?” Xu Wang asked as soon as he arrived.

Wu Shengle said: “Aren’t you asking about the progress of the task first?”

Xu Wang raised his little bald head: “Anyway, you will surely be able to hand in the finals, everything in the process is false.”

[If you like it, hug it, throw it down, do something. 】

The cross motto given by a teammate last night flashed out of mind.

Wu Sheng quickly calmed his mind and said, “I do have a plan that requires you to take the lead.”

Xu Wang nodded: “What should I do?”

Wu Sheng said: “The essence of drama is possessed.”