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Chapter 261
Chapter 258

Although Deng Cong tried his best to keep a low profile and hide his whereabouts, he is a human being after all, and human beings live in groups. Who can escape from the crowd? Moreover, if he has no friends for 30 or [-] years, anyone will feel a little strange about him. .

Deng Cong, the Xixia masterworker, must also know this, so in Bianliang City, he does have two ordinary friends, but they are just friends who eat and drink together.

One of these two friends is Shi Yun and the other is Han Feng. They are both in their 30s. Living by collecting protection fees will be similar to the underworld in future generations.

The acquaintance of these two people with Deng Cong is also a coincidence. Shi Yun often buys labor tools at Deng Cong's blacksmith's shop, and he will become familiar with them after buying too much, while Han Feng often goes to Deng Cong's blacksmith's shop to collect protection fees. Knowing that he received a lot, he became friends in the end. The world is unpredictable, but it is not so bad, right?

"Interesting, really interesting."

Lin Xiaoyao couldn't help shaking his head and laughing after reading the information found by Inscription Jin. In the information, it showed that on the night Deng Cong was killed, he didn't lose money in the gambling shop. Instead, he won a lot of money, but he won The money became his reminder.

"This Deng Cong has won a lot of money, but there is obviously no trace of any money in his home. From this point of view... the possibility of the Xixia people killing him is much less, it should be... because of money. Killed."

Lin Xiaoyao habitually rubbed his chin, his eyes flickering with thought, "It's normal for Deng Cong to lose money, so why did he win this time? Losing is sending out news, so winning..."

Lin Xiaoyao stood up suddenly, his eyes sparkled, and he muttered to himself: "Then winning money...does it mean that someone sent him a message! I just don't know that his death and the disappearance of the money have nothing to do with this Does it matter?"

The more he thought about it, the more he delved into it, Lin Xiaoyao felt that the fog was getting thicker and thicker. It was originally just a very ordinary murder case, but because the person who died was the work of Xixia, the nature of it had changed greatly, and now According to Lin Xiaoyao's thinking, Deng Cong's abnormality may lead to more clues, and it may not even be possible to find out what happened to Xixia Yipintang. This made him pay more attention to this case.

Lin Xiaoyao sat down slowly again, closed his eyes, propped his forehead with one hand, and put his other hand on the table, tapping the table with his fingers rhythmically, wondering what he was thinking.

After about a stick of incense, Lin Xiaoyao slowly opened his eyes, and he suddenly grinned and said to himself: "It's really getting more and more interesting, but this kind of thing has passion...! "

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That night, dark clouds covered the moon, and it was another gloomy weather.

The government office in the capital, Alian's residence.

Hearing the footsteps of the yamen servants patrolling outside, A-Lian walked to the window and quietly opened a slit. Seeing no one on the left and right, she put her ear next to the window and listened carefully to the sounds outside to make sure that there was really no one around. Finally, he just blew out the candle and lay down on the bed obediently.

"It's too quiet, it's terrifyingly quiet! As the saying goes, the quieter you are, the more dangerous you are. Do you think I'd be so stupid that I would show my flaws on the first night? I left that footprint on purpose for you to see. Now you It's time to suspect me, but what are you going to do, my prey...Master Lin..."

A-Lian's eyes suddenly revealed a palpitating killing intent, but soon the killing intent disappeared, leaving only the pitiful and pure look...

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Xuande Street, inside a mansion with "Bao Mansion" written on it.

In the study room, the stove was burning very vigorously, the raging fire kept making whirring sounds, the lights flickered, and the dim yellow light of the fire shone on the not very big study room, stretching the two shadows very long.

"Zhan Zhao, what do you think of him?"

Bao Zheng put down the scroll in his hand, looked at the bald boy playing with the stick in his hand, and asked with a smile.

Although Bao Zheng didn't mention his name, Zhan Zhao had followed Bao Zheng for many years, and the two had already had a deep understanding. After a little thought, Zhan Zhao understood who Bao Zheng was talking about.

"Martial arts are very strong, and I should be on par with me. As for his behavior, except for always making some incomprehensible actions, I don't think he is such a bad person." Da, never lied, always said whatever came to his mind.

Bao Zheng nodded, and immediately looked away, he picked up the lamp and twisted it to make the candle light brighter.

"This person is bohemian, free and easy, and does everything based on his heart. He is indeed not a treacherous person. Moreover, he is both civil and military and resourceful. If he can sincerely serve me, Daxia, he will definitely become a minister of the humerus in the future. , but the more this happens, the more difficult it becomes for me... His Highness King Yan unanimously believes that he is a stumbling block and must be removed, and I have the kindness of His Highness King Yan to know me. It is really hard to decide what to do..."

Bao Zheng sighed softly, staring at the flickering lights, as if he was talking to Zhan Zhao, or talking to himself.

"Brother Bao, with all due respect, I don't think that Yan Wang is such a good person. He is narrow-minded and cruel. Do you really want to follow such a person?" Zhan Zhao never hides anything about himself from Bao Zheng. As long as you have something in your heart, you will definitely tell Bao Zheng.

Bao Zheng shook his head slightly, and said: "I, Bao Zheng, have been upright all my life, and I will never do that kind of thing like crossing rivers and tearing down bridges. His Royal Highness King Yan has kindness to me, and I will do my best to assist me. I will not do this again in the future." mentioned."

Zhan Zhao wanted to say something more. It can be seen that Bao Zheng's attitude is firm, so he had no choice but to keep silent. He knew Bao Zheng, and it was precisely because of Bao Zheng's character that he followed Bao Zheng, but because he controlled the Dali Temple Therefore, I have a better understanding of Zhao Tingfei, the eldest prince of King Yan, and also know that the eldest prince is definitely not a good master.

But Bao Zheng didn't listen to his suggestion, he had no choice but to sigh secretly.

"Tell our people to stop monitoring Lin Xiaoyao and his family, it's meaningless..."

"Okay, I'll go and order right away."

"Well, you've worked hard these days, so you should go and rest early."

After Zhan Zhao left, Bao Zheng held the scroll and put his eyes on the scroll, but his eyes were not focused. He just looked at it for a long time, and after a long while, he sighed softly and put the scroll down. Standing up, pushing open the wooden window, looking at the extremely dark night, holding hands tightly together...

(End of this chapter)