Chapter 625 The mysterious beige marten fur

Hao Xiangyi was also sighing: "It's a pity that Hao Jia is dead, otherwise... maybe he could get some clues."

Luo Xiaofeng was silent for a while, and then took out an extremely small and exquisite silver needle from his arms: "This poison needle was seen on the hilt of Haojia's sword."

Hao Xiang's face changed.

The tiny silver needles flashed with evil white lights in the brilliant lights.

Luo Xiaofeng's voice became very heavy: "Only those closest to Haojia have the opportunity to get into his sword... In other words, the murderer is very likely to be a Haojia's acquaintance during his lifetime."

Hao Xiangyu's face looked ugly, his eyebrows were drooping, and he seemed to have become ten years older in an instant. He weighed his thin hands and murmured: "I am the official, but I didn't expect such a thing to happen." He raised his head suddenly and looked at Luo Xiaofeng with panic eyes: "So, there are far more than Hao Jia who joins the Baiyijian in the yamen?"

Luo Xiaofeng frowned and nodded heavily.

Hao Xiangyi suddenly stood up and slowly moved a bowl of sweet and sour live fish aside. There was a bright red and white note on the table. The paper was white paper, and the words were red. Five words, five words were floating and elegant: send the fish soup back.

Luo Xiaofeng stared at the note and looked at it for a long time.

Hao Xiangyi suddenly spoke, his voice feeling indescribable and fearful: "Do you know whose word this is?"

Luo Xiaofeng seemed to be thinking for a while, and then said, "If I read it correctly, this is your magic treasure."

There was already a look of pain on Hao Xiang's remaining face. He drank the wine in the glass and said angrily: "This note was hidden in Hao Jia's bun, and the coroner accidentally appeared during the autopsy."

Luo Xiaofeng didn't speak, he was listening quietly.

Hao Xiangyi's voice trembled a little, and there was a look of panic on his face: "This is indeed my word, but I have never written such a note." He stared at Luo Xiaofeng tightly, and his voice became very excited again: "Captain Luo, what's going on?"

Luo Xiaofeng still didn't say anything, and his eyebrows were locked tighter.

A layer of fine sweat has emerged from the tip of Haoying's nose.

Luo Xiaofeng finally spoke: "I know some of the secret words of Baiyijian... It's a killing order."

Hao Xiangyi was surprised: "Oh?"

Luo Xiaofeng's face was gloomy: "They want to blame the adults because they want to confuse the public and reap the benefits of the fisherman."

Hao Xiangyi gritted his teeth, and a cold light like a knife burst out from his eyes: "I don't know who it is, if I know..." He swallowed the second half of the words and grabbed the wine glass suddenly, and then it turned out that the wine glass was already empty.

Luo Xiaofeng was pouring wine, and the fresh Du Kang wine was poured into the blue and white porcelain wine cup, which stirred up a beautiful dimples. The dishes in the mat only moved a little bit, and the four pretty girls holding high buns served four steaming streams of Hacheng wild game: stewed local duck, steamed lamb belly, stir-fried wolf waist, and fried bear paw.

Luo Xiaofeng put a piece of sheep belly into his mouth, chewed it hard, and then swallowed it slowly. He wiped a greasy mouth and then opened his mouth: "This is also very strange, but there is something to be sure of."

Hao Xiangyi put down the chicken wings he picked up again: "Which point?"

Luo Xiaofeng said slowly: "The person who writes notes is not only aware of the matters of the county government, but also a master of copying."

Hao Xiangyi nodded heavily: "This is indeed a powerful character."

Luo Xiaofeng said with concern: "The members of Baiyijian are all cruel and ruthless characters, so adults should be careful."

Hao Xiangyi sneered and said fiercely: "Even if I have fought for this life, I will still compete with them."

Luo Xiaofeng suddenly stood up and bowed, "I am not talented, thanks to the love of the adults, but only the adults will go through fire and water, and will never refuse."

Hao Xiangyi's pale old face was full of excitement. He grabbed Luo Xiaofeng's hand and said excitedly: "With Captain Luo's help, why am I afraid of?"

Luo Xiaofeng smiled indifferently: "It is the responsibility of his subordinates to serve the Lord."

Hao Xiang nodded with praise, his kind and peaceful face full of smiles.

When he said goodbye to Hao Xiangyi, Luo Xiaofeng's mood suddenly became very heavy when he left the county government. During these days, every time he walked out of the county government, he was in a bad mood, and this time was no exception.

The lights on the street are dim, and the lights are still on in several pasta shops, and there are several customers in the shop.

After passing through the narrow and dark alley, you will see a lonely hut at the end of the alley. There is a lonely old man living in the lonely hut.

Luo Xiaofeng walked very slowly, he had a lot of thoughts. The brothers in the police station were lying in the cold and gloomy morgue, but he was still alive. I remember that Hao Xiangyi also called him away last time, and he had a temper and limited him to solve the case for three days. He understood the mood of Hao, so he was not angry. Although he tried his best, he had not found any clues yet. Hao Xiangyi was an open-minded boss, so this time he only talked about Hao Jia's affairs, and did not mention any words about the previous cases. This was to give Luo Xiaofeng face, but Luo Xiaofeng was not happy...

In front of the lonely hut, an elderly man stood at the door and laughed and greeted Luo Xiaofeng: "Does Lord Luo have any thoughts?"

Luo Xiaofeng stopped at the door, looked at the old man's gray beard, and sighed: "Dad Yang is indeed a clever plan. I am thinking about the white pear blossoms hidden in your old cellar."

Old Dad Yang was laughing, his gray beard shaking in the cold wind. Although the old man was laughing, there was a hint of melancholy in his smile.

The house is very small, but it is clean and spotless, and the decoration is simple, with a bed, a table and a stool, and a large wooden cabinet, more than one person tall, and the dark wood shows the age.

Luo Xiaofeng sat next to the warm candlelight and was looking at a painting on the wall. Every time he came here, he would carefully admire the painting. An ancient picture of falling geese hanging from the pink and white wall.

Dad Yang opened the tall, dark wooden cabinet. This time he took out not wine, but a white paper package. The package opened, revealing a beige sable fur.

Luo Xiaofeng turned his gaze to this sable fur, and he could see that it was a very expensive sable fur.

Old Dad Yang's face was solemn, and his gray beard was shaking. What he said surprised Luo Xiaofeng: "I don't know who put this sable fur on my windowsill... I think there must be a problem here..."

Luo Xiaofeng said curiously: "What's the problem?"

Old Dad Yang was originally a cheerful old man, which was so funny, but now he not only did not have a smile on his face, but also a look of panic. He shook his beige sable fur and a piece of white hard paper fell to the ground with a "pop". Under the soft light, the red letters on the white paper were very dazzling: Tengxian Pavilion. The red letters on the white paper were pale and the bright red.

Luo Xiaofeng walked over slowly, bent down slowly, and carefully picked up the paper.

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Chapter completed!