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

Qi Kongqun said: "The other one is Mr. Wei, and the other is the person pretending to be Deng Shaoxing."

The fat man said: "Did you leave the clues in the temple?"

Qi Kongqun said: "Yes."

The fat man frowned and said, "Since we have already investigated so much, why don't you continue to investigate?"

Qi Kongqun said: "The Sixth Prince does not intend to continue the investigation. He already knows about the Eighth Prince's rebellion. He feels that if the investigation continues, the Eighth Prince may die. He does not want to lose this younger brother. They are born to the same mother. He What I want to do is to persuade my brother not to rebel."

The fat man said: "Since we won't investigate anymore, why do you still let us continue?"

Qi Kongqun said: "The Sixth Prince doesn't want the Eighth Prince's life, but the Eighth Prince wants the Sixth Prince's life because he doesn't want people to know too much."

The fat man sighed: "My compatriots are nothing in the face of the supreme power."

Qi Kongqun nodded helplessly and said: "So this case must be investigated, and we must have conclusive evidence on the Eighth Prince. Only in this way can we restrain the Eighth Prince and prevent him from doing stupid things again, and prevent more people from dying because of this matter." people."

The fat man said: "That's easy. Just catch Wei Chenguang and interrogate him, right?"

Qi Kongqun said: "If it were that simple, why would I have to mobilize all the troops to lure you out?"

The fat man said: "Why?"

Qi Kongqun said: "Wei Chenguang can't be found at all now. He is protected by the Eighth Prince. No one can find him."

The fat man nodded and said, "Then what do we need to do?"

Qi Kongqun said: "Find the person pretending to be Deng Shaoxing and the bodies of Chen Ping and his wife, and force Wei Chenguang to show up and let the truth be revealed to the world."

The fat man nodded and walked slowly downstairs.

There are quite a few people coming and going doing small business in the alley at dusk.

The fat man bid farewell to Qi Kongqun and walked alone in the alley. At this time, a white-haired old lady stood at the entrance of the alley, blocking the fat man's way.

The old lady had a wrinkled face and was wearing sloppy and dirty clothes. She was looking at him with a pair of sly and cold eyes.

The fat man said to the old lady: "Please give way."

The old lady said: "Why give way? I'm not blocking your way."

The fat man handed the old lady some broken silver and said, "Take this for convenience."

The old lady said: "You should keep this little money to buy yourself a coffin."

As she said that, the old lady suddenly threw the money that the fat man gave her towards him.

Along with the silver flying up, there were dozens of silver needles.

At this moment, the fat man's eyes suddenly turned golden, and he stared at the silver needle. The strange silver needle originally shot straight towards his face, but suddenly it deviated from the direction and flew diagonally past the fat man's shoulder.

The old lady seemed to have seen a ghost. She suddenly lifted up her skirt and her body bounced up. She turned over in the air. She was already on the wall and was about to escape.

At this time, she found a person squatting on the wall, and that person was me.

The old lady's face changed a little. I smiled and said to the old lady, "Auntie, why have you suddenly become younger and can you fly over walls?"

The fat man said under the wall: "This is the first time I have seen an old lady with such good skills."

The old lady stared at me and said, "Get out of the way, otherwise you will die ugly."

I crossed my arms and said, "Then give it a try. If you still use concealed weapons, I advise you to save it."

The fat man said from under the wall: "Aren't you tired standing on it? I'm scared to see such a narrow wall."

The old lady let out a long sigh, blinked with a cunning light in her eyes, and said, "I don't recognize you, please get out of the way."

The fat man said: "I don't know you either, but you want my life."

I said, "Let's go down and talk. It's very tiring to stand like this."

The old lady jumped down from the wall, and I jumped down too.

The fat man said: "Why do you want to kill me?"

The old lady said: "No reason, I just don't like you."

The fat man laughed and said, "There is no such ridiculous reason in the world to kill someone. Are you a lunatic?"

The old lady glared at the fat man and said, "Killing is like drinking. Do you need to find a reason to drink sometimes?"

The fat man thought for a moment and smiled again, "It seems so."

I said to the old lady: "Since you can't kill anyone, why not come with us for a drink?"

The old lady said: "Okay."

There was good wine on the table for three people.

"You are Long Po." The fat man finished a bowl of wine and said.

"Yes." The old woman blinked and said,

"How did you know?"

"Xiangxi Soul-Destroying Needle, I knew it from the first silver needle you shot."

The old woman said: "I have good eyesight, but I still can't kill you."

The fat man sighed: "I'm afraid there is no one in this world who can kill the Zheng family members with hidden weapons."

The old woman was surprised: "Are you a descendant of the Zheng family?"

"Yes."

The old woman raised her neck and drank a bowl of wine and said, "No wonder."

I said to the old woman, "Why do you want to kill us?"

The old woman said: "Someone paid me to kill you. Of course I have to do something after receiving the money."

"Who wants to buy my life?"

"Of course he is the one who wants your life."

"There seems to be nothing wrong with you saying that." I shook my head helplessly.

The fat man said: "Since you can't kill us, how can you go back and recover?"

"Then I'll pay him my life. Let's have a drink." The old woman said and drank another bowl.

"You are not Long Po!" The fat man also drank a bowl of wine and said:

"Although you can also shoot Xiangxi Soul-Destroying Needle, you are definitely not Long Po."

"Why do you say I'm not?"

The fat man said: "Long Po never drinks alcohol. She is allergic to alcohol and gets a rash when she drinks it, but you don't."

The old lady laughed, her voice turning from high-pitched to rough, "You know all this?"

The fat man said: "You can use the soul-killing needle and you also know the art of disguise. I know who you are."

The old lady said: "Since you know who I am, can I leave?"

"Okay, I won't send it away."