Dreaming back to the Tang Dynasty, I was working as a detective in Chang'an

The fat man asked me:

"How do you know these people are from Fengtang?"

I say:

"Who said I knew? I just tried to test and let those who were following us disperse as soon as possible. I was like flies all day long, which made people upset."

"This is good, let those who follow us know that we are not vegetarians either."

In the early morning bun shop, there was a man in white sitting, eating buns leisurely, waiting for the person he was waiting for.

He is not waiting for his lover, but he is also the one who haunts him, a fat man.

The fat man arrived as promised and sat across from him, watching him eat the buns slowly and without any rush. He was like a man who had never seen his wife in eight lifetimes. He was waiting for his wife to eat. He must not rush her, but must also look pleasant. .

Just like this, one was eating and the other was watching, and the atmosphere was a bit ambiguous.

The young man in white finally finished eating the buns, wiped his mouth with a silk handkerchief, and said:

"The meat in today's buns is not as fresh as the ones I had that day, and the salt is too heavy. The tripe soup is not sour and spicy enough."

Fatty said:

"Master Qi, my Master Qi, if you find out any useful information for me, let alone a basket of broken buns, I will treat you to some delicacies and delicacies."

The young man in white said slowly:

"After breakfast, I usually go to Dongxing Building to drink tea."

Fatty said:

"I'm giving you shame, aren't I? If you don't say anything, I'll leave. You won't be able to win a penny in the casino in your life, so I can show you my tricks, fat man!"

The young man in white immediately changed his face and said with an apologetic smile:

"Master, master, don't bother me. I'm wrong. I'm just having fun with my mouth. It's not convenient to talk here. I'll take you to a place. Let's sit down and talk in detail."

The fat man nodded and followed the young man in white out of the bun shop.

Who is this young man in white? It was Mr. Qi who I met a few days ago who was crying and shouting that he wanted to become Fatty's disciple.

The fat man followed Mr. Qi to Dongxing Tower, asked for a small private room, served a pot of good Biluochun, and the two of them sat down.

"Tell me, what's the news?" the fat man asked.

Mr. Qi looked out and saw that no one was around, then gently closed the door, took a sip of tea, and said:

"I say, Fatty, I advise you to close this case. This is not what you, a young man, should do."

The fat man was shocked when he heard this and said:

"Oh? How do you say that?"

Mr. Qi sat a little closer to the fat man, leaned towards him and said:

"The person who killed Li Zixing was not our Fengtang people, but Mr. Wei Er from the Six Gates of Chang'an, and his backer is the current Sixth Prince!"

"Second Master Wei? What does this man do? Why did he kill Li Zixing?"

"Master Wei Er is the chief instructor of Liumen. He is responsible for all the spies and assassins in the capital. Li Zixing is his subordinate. He runs a casino on the surface. In fact, he is his assassin and specializes in assassinations. Ping An Tang Wang Chuangbei is also under his banner, and he works for the Sixth Prince, do you understand?"

"Then what's the relationship between Deng Shaoxing and him?"

"Deng Shaoxing is just the scapegoat he found."

"Why do you know this? Why would you tell me this? Is it just to learn gambling skills from me? Are you trying to trick ghosts?"

Mr. Qi thought for a while and said:

"Don't ask so many questions. I sincerely want to help you. Don't ask about my affairs. It will be good for you and me."

Mr. Qi drank tea leisurely again, but the fat man really couldn't sit still at this time.

Before leaving, the fat man said to Mr. Qi:

"Can I still see you?"

Mr. Qi took a sip of tea, twirled the cup and said:

"Of course, you haven't taught me how to win money yet. You can't lie about it."

The fat man returned to the Yamen and met with me, Tianbao and Laifu.

I quickly asked: "How is the situation?"

Fatty said:

"This kid is so powerful. He actually found out the person who killed Li Zixing, and he said it was Mr. Wei Er from Liumen."

When Laifu heard the name, he couldn't help but gasped:

"Second Master Wei! He is known as the 'Living King of Hell' in the Six Sects. He is so powerful that he wants to die alone. This person will never see the sun tomorrow."

"Second Master Wei and others mobilized troops to kill Li Zixing because they were sure that Li Zixing must have participated in the murder of Chen Ping and his wife. They wanted to cover up the truth, so they killed and silenced him."

"Well, now this is the only reason that can explain these problems, but why did Mr. Qi tell you this secret? What is his intention? Is he really from Fengtang? Tang, how can you find out about these top-secret things?" I asked in confusion.

The fat man nodded and said:

"You're right. How could he tell me such a big secret just to win some money? He should be another force that is opposed to Mr. Wei, and this force is helping us."

Xiao Tianbao looked confused and said:

"Then what should we do now? Are we still checking?"

"Of course we have to check!" Fatty and I said at the same time.

Fatty and I are responsible for investigating Mr. Wei, Laifu is responsible for continuing to investigate Mr. Tan, Xiao Tianbao follows Fatty and me, and we act separately.

How should Mr. Wei check?

If little people like Fatty and I go looking for him openly, he might be killed before he is found.

The fat man said with confidence:

"Since Mr. Qi has given us a clue, he is the only breakthrough now. Let's go and have a chat with Mr. Qi."

Goodbye Mr. Qi, of course I still want to go to the casino.