There's something wrong with this assassin

Chapter 1

In the 32nd year of Tianlu, Beizhen Fusi.

In spring and March, the willows sprout branches, everything sprouts, and the golden sun shines warmly on the body, which is enough to dispel the cold of the winter.

But in the entire Yanjing City, Beizhen Fusi may be the coldest and darkest place, because this is where Jinyiwei is located.

Xue Ling'er was wearing a flying fish suit that didn't fit well, and the arowana on the flying fish suit was churning in the sea of ​​clouds.

The girl lowered her head and listened to the man's lecture behind the case in front of her. She couldn't see her face clearly when she lowered her head, only her hair was covered with black hair.

In spring and March, the girl is still dressed a little thinly, and the clothes don't fit very well.

"Last year on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, the hive assassinated Zhou Haitian, the left servant of the Chaohu Department. The emperor was furious and ordered me to solve the case within three months. Today is the second day of March." Any suggestions?"

"My subordinates are willing to lead a team to kill the hive, please allow Master Lu Yuan." Xue Ling raised her head, showing a clear and resolute face.

"You?" Lu Yuan looked at Xue Ling and smiled: "In the past three months, my whole Jinyiwei has turned the whole world upside down, but in the end I got nothing. You, a little Xue Ling, dare to boast about yourself Leading the team to catch it?"

"Does it appear that you, Xue Ling, have great powers?"

"It still looks like I, Jin Yiwei, are incompetent?"

When the two hats were covered, ordinary people would have knelt down, but Xue Ling still stood upright: "This subordinate dare not."

"Kneel down!" Lu Yuan shouted loudly.

Xue Ling bit her lip lightly, but did not kneel.

"Don't you think so?" Lu Yuan said, his voice was cold: "Master Xue Ping, will he still support you?"

"Your Majesty!"

Xue Ling clasped both hands, lowered her head and said, "My father is dead, but I am still a sixth-rank and a hundred householder of the Jinyiwei. I got the flying fish suit from the Holy One, and the Holy Face just knelt down."

She would rather come here in the flying fish suit, just to maintain the last bit of dignity, but the other party wants to throw her to the ground and trample her.

"Good! Good! Good!" Lu Yuan said good words three times in succession.

"Xue Ping is so rebellious that he dared to ask His Majesty to give you a female flying fish robe, guarding hundreds of households in brocade clothes. Now that Xue Ping is dead, do you think this skin can still protect you?"

Xue Ling lowered her head: "Please Master Lu Bingming, please take away my official robes."

Lu Yuan laughed loudly: "You really don't want to eat fine wine after toasting."

"I can't take away your official robes, but there are orders from Shangfeng, you still have to listen."

"Xue Ling, a hundred households of Jinyiwei, listen to the order!"

Xue Ling could only kneel down respectfully, and looked up at the proud man in front of her.

"After three months of arduous investigation, I believe that the structure of the hive is tight, and there are many entanglements, so we should not act rashly. Therefore, we decided to send secret sentries to the inside of the hive, and cooperate with the inside and outside to break it down in one fell swoop."

"Xue Ling, as a member of Jinyiwei and a woman, you have always kept it a secret, so you are one of the best candidates for the secret whistle."

"Are you willing to take on this important task?"

Xue Ling couldn't believe it: "I..."

At that moment, the girl had mixed feelings, she never thought that she would have such a weird mission.

"Are you willing?" Lu Yuan repeated.

Xue Ling lowered her head.

"My subordinates are willing."

……

……

On March [-]th, in the east of Los Angeles.

It is still spring, and the streets of Qingshi are already bustling with people, and the sound of hawking can be heard from time to time. Xue Ling has already taken off the flying fish robe, which is a dress, and no one usually wears it. Stealing is a felony.

Originally, Xue Ling wanted to pawn the Feiyu robe. After all, she didn't have much money in her hand. She didn't expect the pawnshop accountant to see a corner of the Feiyu robe and kneel down like hell, begging for mercy desperately. Xue Ling had no choice but to say Sorry for the wrong one.

She could only turn around and take the flying fish suit back home, dig a hole in the yard by herself under the big poplar tree, box the flying fish suit and bury it.

That night she watched the stars on the poplar tree all night.

I thought about my parents all night.

Although Yanjing is big, there is no room for her anymore. Lu Yuan's arrangement is to let her die here in a legitimate way, because after all, the reputation of her deceased father is there, and no one in Jinyiwei would dare to openly harm her.

This is a trick to kill with a knife, but she can only throw herself into the trap.

The girl raised her head and saw the four characters "Xiaohun Inn" written on the inn plaque in front of her.

The girl couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Those who knew it thought it was an inn, and those who didn't know it thought it was Fireworks Willow Lane.

Thinking of this, Xue Ling lifted the package on her back and walked into the gate of Xiaohun Inn.

"Miss, how many are you?" As soon as she entered, Xue Ling heard a gentle and clean voice asking her, without the fireworks of the usual waiter in the shop. Xue Ling looked up and saw a handsome young man standing in front of her with eyes wide open. Covered with a black cloth, he looked at her and asked.

This man is obviously blind, but how does he know that he is a young lady?

Xue Ling decided not to ask this question.

"Only one, watch tea."

"Excuse me, what kind of tea do you want?" the boy asked.

"Before the Ming Dynasty, there were two Liangs of Longjing, two Liangs of Xinyang Maojian, two Liangs of Yunwu in Lushan Mountain, and two Liangs of Pu'er in Yunnan." Xue Ling said crisply.

"I'll brew it for you now." Xiaoer turned around and went to the inner room, without asking how one person drank so much tea.

"Wait a minute." Xue Ling stopped him, "I also want a bottle of Huadiao, Burning Knife, Zhuyeqing, and Xinghuacun Fenjiu."

Xiao Er looked at Xue Ling: "Dare to ask the girl's name?"

"My surname is Lin." Xue Ling said.

"There's a lot of tea and wine, can you ask Ms. Lin to go to the back and help?" Xiaoer said.

The words are gentle and calm, not aggressive.

Xue Ling was waiting for this sentence, and immediately got up from her seat: "Let's go."

Although the Xiaohun Inn is called the Xiaohun Inn, it is actually just an ordinary inn. There are only some tables on the first floor, and some wine and food are sold. The second floor is mostly guest rooms.

But now, Xue Ling was taken all the way to a small room by the waiter. Xue Ling could see a small bed covered with burlap sheets in the room, and there were papers and pens on the table beside the bed.

This seemed to be the waiter's room, but—this room didn't have the clutter and stink of an ordinary male room, but it was clean and tidy with an indescribable fragrance.

Taste between mint and lemon.

But in the next moment, Xue Ling was pressed against the throat by a shiny short knife, and the waiter held the knife in one hand, and pressed Xue Ling against the wall, while speaking lazily and without any energy.

There is no surprise at all.

"Let me introduce myself, I'm Fang Bie, I belong to the hive, and I'm currently the carpenter bee needle without bee wings."

"Excuse me."

"Are you my bee wing?"

(End of this chapter)