Grandpa is such a bunny

The deserted moonlight illuminates the city of Luo'an in snow-white, the eaves are stacked, and the lanterns hanging in front of every house tremble like stars in the dark night.

After midnight, there were almost no people on the road, and it was dark and quiet everywhere, except for the red lanterns hung high in front of the gate of Hualou Nuange, and the noise, laughter and singing continued inside the closed double carved gate.

The police in Luo'an City carried torches and scattered into the alleys in all directions to look for Gao Chenfeng's whereabouts. Du Yun fell behind, supported by Sun Xiao and his master, who was about to faint.

"My God, my God, when will you be wanted? It's not good to be in front of me. You said that the one who bought the murderer also has a grudge against me?" Du Yun wanted to cry but had no tears. On Sun Xiao's shoulder, when he said this, his eyes lighted up slightly, and he scratched randomly in mid-air with his fingers, "Old Tu, quickly look for this clue, who is the god who won't let me go, poor little one?"

Tu Bai's face twitched when he said it, and he took a step towards Qian Fan, sneering at him, "There are two possibilities for those who buy the murderer to choose to do it at this time. Die in Luo'an City, and incidentally cause you to be slapped by the emperor. The second is that he didn't dare to do anything in the imperial capital. There are people he fears there, or he is afraid of revealing his identity, so he will pay for Gao Chenfeng as soon as he leaves the imperial capital—"

He suddenly stopped, turned his head slightly, and saw other people looking at him, Tubo raised his chin, "Didn't you hear it? The little song from Lingxianlou is really nice."

While talking, they had already walked to the gate of the city, and stood on the side of the road in the Lingxian Building with the cornices and beasts. Sing gently and slowly.

Du Yun's head grew dizzy, "Who is still in the mood to listen to ditties like you."

Tubo looked at the feasting and feasting Lingxian Building through the crack of the door. The singer on the high platform seemed to feel something, raised her eyes, and the eyes of the two met through the narrow gap at the fireworks field.

Tu Bai nodded politely, and said, "It turns out that Qin Chuxin is singing."

Du Yun beside him sneered, "It's so predestined, why don't you go in and get to know each other."

Tubo didn't hear the irony of his righteous words, but thought about it seriously, "Well, it makes sense."

Du Yun, "..."

More than a dozen arresters searched for people from four directions in Luo'an City, until the dim sky appeared in the sky, the torches were burned in half, and when everyone gathered in front of the city gate, they had nothing to gain.

After a night of tossing, Du Yun was completely sober. The morning mist was wet on his hair, forming fine dew on his temples, rolling down his forehead. Gao Chenfeng is not familiar with the place, so it is too problematic to go out by himself, so send a few people to ask around the inn to see if anyone has seen suspicious-looking people."

Several arresters left in response, and Du Yun continued to arrange manpower, "Leave some people in the city to continue searching, and the rest of the people will start to investigate from outside the four city gates, grass, ravines, and wild forests." He paused, "Anyone who can Don’t let go of places where there are Tibetans horizontally and vertically.”

The master wanted to take people there, but was stopped by Tubo. Seeing that almost all the people had been dispatched, he folded his arms, looked at the remaining old people thoughtfully, and said in a low voice, " Go back to the inn, I have a clue, listen to it."

Du Yun spit out a few or two words out of the anger he had just built up, and leaned back on Sun Xiao's shoulders desperately, and began to complain again after rambling, "I'm going to recite it, I'm going to grandma's house."

On the way back, I passed by the Lingxian Building at the corner of the street, which had been noisy all night. The sky was covered with a layer of misty blue, and the insects gradually started to sing. It was a quietness between late night and day.

At this time, a low-pitched singing voice floated out from a window on the second floor.

"The slender fingers of the bright moon dressing table, whoever accidentally breaks the years, should be the beauty in the spring dream, I don't know who to give lovesickness to, who to give..."

Tu Bai thought of something, slowed down, fell behind and walked side by side with Qian Fan who had been silent all night, "What are you thinking? Do you also think that Gao Chenfeng might—"

"Benefactor." Qian Fan suddenly said, stopping Tubo's words.

Seeing his solemn expression, Tubo couldn't help but also become serious, "Please tell me, Qian Fan."

Zen Master Shanyue moved the bright red Buddhist beads in his hand silently, his eyes were dark, "The benefactor...does the benefactor really want to know that girl?"

"Ah?" Tubo reacted after a moment of shock, laughed out loud, and moved his face closer with winks, "Chan Master must have been thinking about this, right? I think so."

After Qian Fan finished speaking, he realized that he was obsessed with talking nonsense, and his face flushed immediately. He was neither glib nor slick, struggling clumsily, "No..." After saying two words, he gave up. He closed his lips, and looked at the smiling young man with a pair of clean and dark eyes.

"Oh, ah." Tubo tried his best to hold his face, leaned over, shoulder to shoulder, and carefully touched the hand hidden under the blue-patterned wide-sleeved robe with his dangling paws.

Touch and close, neither frivolous nor reckless.

"I think the song she sings is very nice, and I'm thinking of inviting her to the inn to sing a little song to listen to. Lingxianlou is better than the brothel, but it's not a place where Qianfan can go, right?" Tubo said. He is so handsome, his sword eyebrows are flying when he smiles, and his thin lips are curved, which is extremely pleasing to the eye.

Qian Fan felt that he was really stupid, his handsome face flushed, and he didn't dare to look at his smiling face anymore, so he diverted his attention in a panic and said, "What clues does the benefactor have?"

The empathetic Tu Bastard walked down the ladder he gave while suppressing a smile, and beckoned the three people in front to take a few steps, "You'll know when you get to the inn."

Tubo's clue is the "life-buying letter" he received from Gao Chenfeng. Before he started speaking, Uncle Tu pretended secretly that it was given by a friend he knew, and he wanted to ask the uncles who were present He said that he couldn't investigate the identity of his friend as the killer.

Among the five friends sitting around the table, except for the rabbit, Zen Master Shanyue really didn't know who the "friend killer" Tubo mentioned, and the rest of Du Yun, Sun Xiao and Master pretended to be confused, and quickly Said, "Let's talk about it, don't pursue it, the most urgent thing is to find Mr. Gao first."

Tubo snorted twice, and then mysteriously took out the life-buying book, "This is not mine, it was given by my friend, and it should be the same employer as the killer we caught."

Two life-buying books were spread on the table at the same time, with exactly the same handwriting and content.

Tu Bo, "I'm thinking that there may be more than two copies of the life book. Since the murderer is eager to kill Gao Chenfeng, and there is an opportunity right now, as long as he has enough money, he will definitely seize the opportunity and give it to another person." A lot of killers or assassination organizations have written letters, and Gao Chenfeng hurried out at night to plan a secret meeting with someone, or did he find out that he was being hunted down, so he ran for his life?"

If you run for your life, won't it be more beneficial for you to survive if you alert the people in the government?But he obviously went out by himself. From this point of view, either Gao Chenfeng has something that cannot be known by the government, or he doesn't know that he has been hunted down.

Du Yun poured himself a cup of cold tea for the night, drank it in one gulp, and wrinkled his brows bitterly, "Lord Gao has lived in the court of the imperial capital for a long time, whether he has any grudges with others, we may not know for a while."

Tubo touched the thin-necked teapot with his fingers, and wanted to pour a cup for Qian Fan, but thought it was for the night, so he looked at Du Yun with disgust, "If we can't find out from him, there is only another way left now. ——Some of the assassination organizations and killers may have seen the murderer."

Hearing this, Du Yun glanced at him meaningfully, and Tubo slapped him on the head, "Don't look at me, betraying the identity of the employer is self-destructive, besides, the rules of every assassin organization are different, my 'that friend' The rule is to not meet people, and the downline will contact the employer, so it is impossible for him to know who the employer is, so don't even think about it."

Tubai's hands were strong, and he slapped Du Yun, baring his teeth and rubbing his head, "I didn't ask you to tell me, I just wanted to say, then you have a good relationship with 'your friend', and he is willing to give away the life book." here you are."

Tubo rolled his eyes secretly, didn't he, he almost sold himself out.

"It would be great if we knew how many orders the murderer ordered, and which killers or Jianghu organizations they gave. Some of them have seen the murderer before." Du Yun said with a face propped up.

Although he knew that what he said was right, but as a model worker in the killer world who loves his line of work, Tubo still wanted to teach him a lesson for breaking the rules of the line, so he gave Du Yun a sharp look.

After being dumped, Tubo felt cheap again, because of his identity as a police officer, he also wanted to know if any killers or assassins had seen the murderer, he couldn't help but glanced at Qian Fan, who seemed to think of the same thing as him , with his slender fingertips resting on the Buddhist bead, he said in a gentle voice, "The poor monk is fortunate to have met Xie Yuxian, so you can go to the book and ask."

Xianyu Pavilion is the number one killer organization in Jianghu, if the murderer is eager to kill Gao Chenfeng, since he has already contributed too much, there is no reason not to write to His Excellency Xianyu.

Although he knew that if he could ask Xie Yuxian, maybe he could get some clues, but for some reason Tubo felt unhappy when he heard the name of this person.

He wondered inexplicably, is it really a colleague or an enemy?

Seeing that he hadn't spoken, Qianfan asked in a low voice, "The benefactor?"

Tu Bo immediately thought sourly, "That's right, calling people by their first names, but calling me a benefactor, it turns out that this is not happy, Xie Yuxian Xie Yuxian, how can I have a good name for this rabbit."

He waved his hand, "Then there will be Lao Qianfan."

It was dawn, and the inn was bustling with activity. Vendors walked around carrying poles and yelled. Tubo poked his head out of the window to stop the vendor, and ran down. After a while, he held a plate of jujube flowers in his hand. Wowo and a few carrots bought on the side of the road came up.

"Eat first, and when we are full, we will go out to find someone."

Tubo went out, and was watched by Eunuch Fang who stayed in the inn. He pushed the door open and walked in, pointing at the orchid, "My lord, what about you, have you found it? Mr. Gao must be fine, otherwise the old slave , The old slave can’t survive.”

Du Yun and him felt sorry for each other, and waved his hands with dark circles under his eyes. When he saw that the two were about to hug each other and cry, a policeman hurried into the inn, his face was covered with sweat, he bent over and covered his stomach, gasping for breath.

Tubo poured him a glass of water, and made him stuff a few mouthfuls. With some grains in his stomach, the policeman looked better, and hurriedly said, "My lord, I found Mr. Gao, just outside the city in the grove."

The grove is overgrown with weeds and branches. Adult men can't help but bend over to walk away when they walk in. After a while, the group of people who are walking can finally stand up, because there is a bumped area in front of them. Broken twigs and fallen leaves.

Lying in the overwhelmed weeds was a richly dressed man, who was the missing Mr. Gao.

Gao Chenfeng's face was ashen, with insects and ants crawling on his face, his fingers were filled with mud, and there was a piece of paper the size of a fingernail in his stiff hand, with only a little ink stain on it.

His expensive and elegant clothes were covered with slender cuts, and the wet and sticky blood was slowly dripping out from the wound, soaking a piece of soil on the ground, and large, inconspicuous green spots appeared on the exposed skin , People have been dead for a long time.

The faces of the people present were extremely ugly for a moment.

Qian Fan closed his eyes and recited Amitabha.

"Has Zuo come?" Tubo asked the policeman who found the body.

A little old man got out from the crowd, "Come on, I'm a dead body."

Wu Zuo put down the toolbox, put on cotton gloves, bent down and touched the chest of the corpse, and let out a cry.Tubo squatted over, "What?"

Wu Zuo touched Gao Chenfeng's jaw, with his fingers, he opened the stiff facial muscles, touched it with his hand, then took out a handkerchief from the toolbox to pad it, turned the neck of the corpse, and gently tapped it, from the bruised and purple A handful of things poured out of the mouth, one by one, round and red.

Tubo took the handkerchief, held it carefully, pinched it through the handkerchief, and frowned doubtfully.

"What is it?"

Tu Bai stood up and showed it to Du Yun and Qian Fan, "Xiangsizi, raw red beans."