The King of War, he has a delicate body and a soft body

"Your Majesty, just ask."

Uncle Fu wiped his tears and waited for Jiang Yunluo's order.

But she helped her sit down on the chair and asked: "It's not a big deal, I just want you to recall the details of that day. No matter how small it is, you can tell me. Maybe it will be useful."

"it is good……"

Fu Bo nodded repeatedly, and then started to recall the story.

But he didn't even know when Xia Wenbo came back that day. He was basically either working or resting throughout the day.

There was nothing unusual until Xia Wenbo was found murdered at night.

Jiang Yunluo asked a few more questions about the situation at the scene. After confirming, she let people leave.

After the person left, he couldn't help but sigh deeply.

Although Fu Bo just said it in detail, he really didn't provide any useful information.

The study, as the scene of the first crime, was cleaned and tidied up early in the morning.

She had asked Liu Yan to look at it last night and found nothing useful.

"Tsk..."

Jiang Yunluo clicked her tongue, feeling like there was a fog in front of her eyes, which was really uncomfortable.

According to the plan, they will stay here for up to five days.

But the first day passed with nothing to show for it...

In the evening, Huayue came over.

Jiang Yunluo thought she had brought some good news, but she didn't expect to hear news from Qiansi Pavilion. Each of the dozen or so martial arts masters they were going to investigate today had traces to follow, and they had nothing to do with the Xia family. Not relevant.

This time, everything seems to have reached a dead end again.

Several people reviewed the matter again and again, but still couldn't find a breakthrough point.

But Lu Ting and Su Manman arrived carrying food boxes.

"I heard from Mo Ying that you haven't eaten all this time. Even if you want to investigate this matter, you can't starve yourself."

Su Manman looked very good after being taken care of these days. As she spoke, she put the food box in her hand on the table.

Jiang Yunluo moved her nose and smelled the aroma of food. Then she realized that she was already hungry.

Without being polite, she directly picked up the chopsticks and asked while eating: "Have you eaten yet?"

"I've already eaten. Lu Ting just took a walk with me in the house."

Su Manman sat down next to her, smiling happily.

Jiang Yunluo paused while picking up the food, and warned uneasily: "If you want to exercise, just take a walk near where we live. Don't go too far."

After all, this is the place where a murder just happened.

At first, she didn't approve of Su Manman staying with her, because she was afraid that something would be inappropriate and scare others.

But she insisted on joining everyone, so Jiang Yunluo let her go.

Su Manman naturally understood her worries.

"Don't worry, I haven't gone far, but... I see that Xia Mansion is not being avoided by people now. When I was walking just now, I saw a few people who said they were here to pick up the custom-made weapons."

"Get a weapon?"

Jiang Yunluo frowned: "Xia Wenbo has been killed, but business is still going on?"

After finishing her words, Hua Yue explained: "It should be the business that was taken over before. After Xia Wenbo was killed, the Xia family should not take on any new business for the time being."

"Too."

Jiang Yunluo nodded in disbelief.

But I heard a "click" sound next to me.

Ling Fengshuo suddenly put down his chopsticks.

"What's wrong? Is this all you want?"

Thinking that he was full now, Jiang Yunluo looked a little disapproving.

Ling Fengshuo said, "Ji Guhan also asked Xia Wenbo to customize a new weapon. He said that he came to get the sword as promised."

"Where's the sword?"

Jiang Yunluo asked subconsciously.

"If Xia Wenbo was waiting for him in the study in advance and was killed before he could find anyone, that sword..."

Suddenly feeling that something was not right, Jiang Yunluo suddenly said in a deep voice: "Mo Ying! Go find Uncle Fu!"

"Yes!"

Mo Ying turned around and went to find someone, and not long after, he brought Uncle Fu back.

After hearing a few people ask about the sword, Uncle Fu seemed to look unnatural for a moment.

Then he said: "The sword Alliance Leader Ji wants was discussed with the master alone. I don't know the specific style..."

"Didn't you see it in the house at that time?"

"Nothing."

Fu Bo shook his head.

Jiang Yunluo was silent for a moment, then waved her hand: "Thank you Uncle Fu, it's okay. Let Mo Ying take you back."

"Then the old slave will retreat first..."

Fu Bo turned around to leave.

Jiang Yunluo suddenly said again: "By the way, what I just asked you..."

"Don't worry, Princess, this old slave will definitely keep his mouth shut."

Uncle Fu knew what she wanted to say and agreed.

Jiang Yunluo was relieved.

Mo Ying sent Uncle Fu all the way back to his residence. Seeing his sad face, he comforted him before leaving.

Fu Bo turned around and entered the house.

After hearing Mo Ying's footsteps leaving, he actually opened the door again and walked out quietly. After confirming that there was no one around, he walked away silently.

Until they came to a courtyard in the completely opposite direction to where Jiang Yunluo and others lived.

"Leader Ji."

Ji Guhan was sitting quietly in the courtyard and had long heard the footsteps, but it was not until Uncle Fu made a sound that he turned around pretending to be surprised.

"Uncle Fu? Why are you here? Sit down quickly."

With a genial look on his face, he helped Uncle Fu sit down.

Then I heard Uncle Fu say: "There's something... His Highness King Shuo just called the old slave over and asked the old slave if he knew whether Alliance Leader Ji had ordered a sword from me."

"Oh?"

Ji Guhan's eyes suddenly flashed with a cold light, but his expression did not change and he asked: "What did you say?"

Uncle Fu said truthfully: "The old slave really didn't know, so he answered unclearly. After that, King Shuo didn't ask any more questions. Alliance Leader Ji helped a lot after the accident. The old slave thought, so he still informed Alliance Leader Ji, if If King Shuo has any misunderstandings about Alliance Leader Ji, it’s best to tell them as soon as possible.”

"Thank you, Uncle Fu."

Ji Guhan smiled and suddenly changed the subject: "I was negligent in this matter. As soon as I entered the door, I saw the sword placed on the desk. The scene was too chaotic, so I put the sword away. Now that I'm with you, it can be regarded as...a little thought left by Brother Wenbo."

"I see."

Fu Bo nodded without delving into it.

This was Ji Guhan's private property that he spent money to customize, so it didn't matter if he took it away in his own time.

After chatting for a few more words, Uncle Fu stood up and left.

Ji Guhan personally sent the person to the door. When he saw him turning around, the original warm smile on his face disappeared instantly.

Turning around and returning to the courtyard, he went straight back to his room.

After a while, he came out again, went to the corner of the courtyard wall, and whistled softly.

Then a homing pigeon flew down from a hidden branch.

Ji Guhan knocked the written note into a knuckle-sized bamboo tube and released the carrier pigeon again.

After doing all this, his tense body seemed to relax slightly.

But his face was still gloomy.

Ling Fengshuo...

When did he leave?