Although it didn't rain, Mr. Kewen walked to the street, suddenly opened the big black umbrella, turned around and walked towards the book shop. When he arrived at the door of the book shop, he saw that there was only one person in the yard and the boy was still having dinner.

After Mr. Wen walked to the door, he put away the big black umbrella. Then he quietly walked behind the boy and said softly: "Zhiqiu, I suddenly remembered something. Ji Zhengyi hasn't come to class recently. I went to his house to see it and found that the door was locked. No matter how you knock on the door, no one responded. Do you know where he went?"

Zhiqiu was suddenly frightened by the sound behind him. He coughed a few times, swallowed the food in his mouth, and said helplessly: "Sir, how can I know? Although Ji Zhengyi is in Yushui Street, we rarely meet him. I think you can ask Xu Jing, he and Ji Zhengyi are closer."

Mr. Wen nodded and turned around and left.

After the man holding an umbrella left, Zhiqiu put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hand and looked at the sky, thinking about it. The eldest lady just finished packing the shop and was about to close and go back to sleep. She caught Zhiqiu in a daze and strangely did not interrupt her, but just went to clean the bowls and chopsticks silently.

When Zhiqiu finished packing the dishes, he came to his senses. He stood up and stretched, patted Yan Yuan on the shoulder rarely, and said thank you for your hard work.

The eldest lady was stunned for a moment and forgot to speak. Just as she was about to curse her, she found that Zhiqiu had long disappeared.

After Zhiqiu left the book shop, he slowly wandered on the street and walked towards his home. When he walked home in the moonlight, he looked around at the door a few times, and then gently closed the door.

Zhiqiu jumped to the roof and then lay there.

He said softly that he would look for you if he had something to do, and a man in black slowly walked out of his room.

Zhiqiu smiled: "This time I thought you were flying out of another roof." He closed his eyes and "Help me check where Ji Zhengyi has been recently, check his life experience, wait... and check me the Taoist priest who sold me beads. He should not be simple."

The man in black joked inexplicably: "Young Master, I can't fly, that's something that only a great god can do."

"Talk the serious business." Zhiqiu said a little embarrassedly.

The man in black said slowly: "I have already checked the identity of that Taoist priest, but I have found nothing except that he came to Suzhou three years ago. In addition, Ji Zhengyi has already left Suzhou."

Zhiqiu sat up from the roof and said in surprise: "Oh? He's gone?"

The man in black nodded slightly.

Zhiqiu's face was expressionless and said in a deep voice: "Why don't you tell me?"

The man in black became much more serious at this time: "I don't think it's necessary." He slowed down slightly for two seconds and continued: "The master's order is nothing important, and he must not disturb you."

Zhiqiu said "Oh", turned his back, waved his hand, and asked the man in black to leave.

After the man in black left, Zhiqiu sat on the roof and looked at the moon.

In this way, how many people will be left on Yushui Street? Who will be the next one?

Unfortunately, the moon couldn't speak, and no one told him the answer.

On the dock in Suzhou, a girl in a dark green dress faced the wind with her hands behind her back, and a fat man was following her.

The girl had no expression on her face, and she just stared at the beach, but the fat man next to her had a serious expression. The dark green girl seemed to feel hungry, so she took out a bunch of candied haws from her arms, took a bite, and suddenly said that the wind was a little strong.

After hearing this, the fat man shouted to several sword guards not far away, bringing clothes.

Unexpectedly, the dark green girl waved her hand with a smile and said no. The fat man looked confused, and then the girl said again: "I just want to see your attitude." She took another bite, "It seems to be quite obedient?"

The fat man also laughed twice and said that it was certain.

"Help me watch someone." The girl suddenly said seriously.

"Miss, who can I keep watching?" the fat man replied respectfully.

"Yu Shui Street...zhiqiu."

The fat man agreed.

The waves knocked on the pier and kept making noises. The girl closed her eyes as if she was slowly enjoying the waves. At this time, a guard with a knife walked over gently and whispered a few words to the fat man. The fat man kept nodding.

Then, the fat man seemed not to dare to disturb the girl beside him, but said in an extremely small voice: "Miss, I still have government affairs to deal with, let's go first." When the fat man saw the girl nodded slightly, he quietly left again.

Since the prefect Liu threw all the affairs of all sizes in the city to Yuan Tong, the latter was so busy that he couldn't even squeeze out the time for dinner. But he enjoyed it very much. According to the people around him, this magistrate has lost several pounds in the past few months, but it seems that Yuan Xiuyuan was very happy to hear this discussion, and he was full of energy to do things.

The guard with sword told him just now that three people died in a row on the east side of the city, all of whom died at night, but there was no record of the case before, and no family came to report the case, so the three people were unknown. Yuan Xiuyuan didn't dare to be careless when he heard the news, so he prepared to go to the scene to check it out.

Only the dark green girl was left listening to the sound of waves by the sea.

The sound of tides goes and comes, and the past is falling into the soul.

The dark green girl took off her shoes and ran to the riverside barefoot, lifting her feet up to the wave from time to time, with a smile on her lips.

Hey, Xiao Zhiqiu, how long can you hold on?

Yuan Xiuyuan and his group came directly to the east of the city. This place was an alley. The deceased leaned against the wall, and there was no drop of blood on the ground. From the outside, he looked about twenty-five or six. He was strong and had knife marks on his neck. Apart from that, there were no scars on his body, the scene was well protected, and there were no traces of fighting.

At this moment, there was not a single citizen around the deceased, but there were only three officials guarding him. After Yuan Xiuyuan walked over, he looked at the body carefully and found nothing. He turned his head and looked at the sword-bearing guard beside him. The latter understood it and said in a deep voice: "Sir, this man is a martial artist, his realm is not low. He can even gang up the centurion if he goes to the army."

Yuan Xiuyuan nodded. At this time, one of the officials came over and said, "Sir, you know the specific case. I just want to add specific details. After we received a report from the people that someone died in the alley, we sent someone to come here as soon as possible and found that there were knife marks on the neck of the deceased, which is the knife marks you see now, but there was no blood. Not only was there no wounds, but there was not even a drop on the ground. But it was strange that this person died without bleeding? We also felt very confused. We had never encountered such a situation before. You are very knowledgeable. I guess if a sect child took action? This knife technique is obviously not done by ordinary people."

Yuan Xiuyuan still nodded without saying a word. After squatting down carefully, he ordered the three officials to carry the deceased away and asked them to hang a missing person notice at the city gate to see if anyone claimed it. If someone claimed it, after finding out his identity, he would distribute it to the people around him with the network of relationships as the center to find the murderer. If no one claimed it, he had to investigate it separately.

After the three of them carried away the bodies, only Yuan Xiuyuan and the guard with swords were left in the alley. The fat man looked directly at the latter, and the latter was stared at it a little unnaturally. He smiled and said, "Hehe, he is still smart. Of course, I know this method of killing people. This method comes from the Ghost Domain Sect. This sect is good at using swords, and they all use a big knife. Killing people never sees blood, they are all one knife."

Yuan Xiuyuan said in confusion: "Oh? How big is that big knife?"

The guard with the sword gestured for a while and was only a few centimeters shorter than Yuan Xiuyuan.

Yuan Xiuyuan said in surprise: "Why are the scars on the neck of the deceased so small?"

The guard with swords slowly explained: "I don't know the specifics, but it must be the secret master of their sect. There is really no one else except them in this sword technique. Perhaps there are masters who kill people without blood. I believe that you can use swords. If you use a sword, you really have to have the Ghost Domain Sect."

Yuan Xiuyuan didn't even think about it and continued, "Then you should be fully responsible for this case."

The guard with sword curled his lips and said, "Sir, how do you know that I can beat the murderer? What if I die under the big knife?"

The fat man laughed and said loudly: "If you die, I will bury it for you. Are you still afraid of death with a sword guard?"

The guard with swords held his head with his hands and muttered, "I'm afraid I'm afraid of dying early. Isn't he a wife yet?"

Yuan Xiuyuan pretended not to hear it, walked forward with a step forward, and the big knife behind him sounded faintly.

When Yuan Xiuyuan arrived at the mansion, he saw the man in the yard playing chess alone.

Holding black and white in hand, one son at a time.

The fat man walked over and looked at the chess game. He felt excited. He quickly ran to the small room and took a chair. After moving it to the yard, he sat on the chair and held the black chess in his hand.

Liu Xinxing glanced at the fat man, but didn't say anything, and continued to play chess.

After half a stick of incense, the fat man was sweating profusely and gave in.

Liu Xinxing stood up and said, "Do you know why you were defeated after half a stick of incense?"

The fat man shook his head.

Liu Xinxing pointed to the sky, and the fat man looked confused.

Yuan Xiuyuan thought about it carefully and asked cautiously: "Is this what your chess skills are like an immortal in the sky?" The prefect, who had been resting for several months, stared at him fiercely. The latter laughed and continued: "This is what today's weather is, without a cloud, and his heart is peaceful."

Liu Xinxing said with a smile: "It's not bad, I'm not wrong with you. Something happened these days. I ran to the mansion in broad daylight and was absent-minded in playing chess."

The fat man held his head with both hands and said lightly: "Fortunately, I'm just a little tired. Some small things have happened these days."

Liu Xinxing said in a deep voice: "Oh? It's really just a small matter? You've only been here today in the past few months. This shows that you've handled things in the previous few months with great ease. Let's talk about it, what's the matter? I'll analyze it for you."

Yuan Xiuyuan thought about it, so he told Liu Xinxing about the incident of three consecutive deaths in the east of the city.

While listening, Liu Xinxing reviewed the chess game just now.
Chapter completed!