[Lu Hua] Son, you lost a chicken

Young Master Pan was the only one who knew his name and had bought red silk.

Naturally, Young Master Pan would not wait for them to look for them at home, so Lu Xiaofeng and his party decided to find a place to have a meal first, rest for a while, and then look for them in the evening.

The sky will be dark, and that is when the business of gambling halls and brothels is booming.At that time, if you go to this kind of place to look for Young Master Pan, you will be able to catch one right away.

Lu Xiaofeng is very experienced in this.

In the evening, the casino.

Casinos are always a hotbed of desire, whether it is a high-end casino or a low-end casino.People who are addicted to gambling are addicted to their dream of making a fortune and becoming a master, until they die.

However, the young master of the Pan family is not short of money, what he lacks is excitement.

The most convenient and easiest way to seek excitement is nothing more than prostitution and gambling.

So he gets a little of both.

So he was easily found by Lu Xiaofeng in the most high-end and most comfortable casino in the south of the Yangtze River.

It's just that what Lu Xiaofeng found was not a young master Pan who was alive and kicking, leisurely making bets.

It was Young Master Pan who had just died and his body had not completely cooled down.

he died.

He died in a gambling house, and was rolled up by the store in a straw mat like a dead dog and thrown on the side of the road.All the money on his body was also confiscated by the shopkeeper, and even his clothes were taken off, because he was wearing a brocade dress.

He died so thoroughly that it was impossible for Lu Xiaofeng to sniff him.

Judging from the age description, Young Master Pan is only sixteen or seventeen years old, his bones are not yet fully developed, and his tender and smooth skin shows his childishness.

This is clearly still a child.

Lu Xiaofeng raised his head and asked Hua Manlou: "Let's not talk about anything else, what about the case, what about the corpse of Young Master Pan?"

Hua Manlou sighed and said, "It's very pitiful, send it back to Pan's house."

Lu Xiaofeng nodded, took out some money and hired someone to buy a coffin to carry the corpse and Young Master Pan to buy some clothes, and prepared to bring Young Master Pan's body to the door of Pan's house.Since Young Master Pan died at this juncture, he should be inseparable from the people behind the piece of silk, so it can be said that they must go to the door of the Pan family.Since they had to go all the way, it was only natural to bring Young Master Pan's body there.

Lu Xiaofeng faced all kinds of corpses all year round. Some were younger than Young Master Pan, and some were more miserable than Young Master Pan. He thought that facing the dead, he had already cultivated a heart as hard as a stone. What kind of corpse can no longer cause him the slightest mood swing.People in the rivers and lakes, with a head lost but a scar as big as a bowl, life and death are nothing more than normal.

But at this moment, Lu Xiaofeng still felt a little impermanence in life.

Those people carried a thin coffin and walked behind Lu Xiaofeng.Lu Xiaofeng could hear their heavy footsteps and their panting breathing very clearly.

A few hours ago, Young Master Pan was still alive, maybe he was having a good time gambling, maybe he was thinking about which girl to find tonight, in short, he was still indulging in the madness and joy of life, and he did not expect that death would come Come tonight.

Just because you don't know, doesn't mean it won't come.

A few hours later, he was thrown on the street without even a piece of cloth to cover himself, and died, never to be able to enjoy the joys of life again.

Life is a very fragile thing.

At the same time, life is also a very beautiful thing.For example, the Baihualou, which is full of flowers, is full of fresh and vivid atmosphere no matter what time of day it is.As long as people walk inside, no matter how irritable their mood is, they seem to be able to calm down instantly.

Lu Xiaofeng suddenly remembered that Huamanlou hadn't been back to his Baihualou for a long time.

With a tone that was as light as if he was afraid of disturbing something, Lu Xiaofeng asked Huamanlou, "Huamanlou, you haven't returned to Baihualou for so long, are your flowers all right?"

Huamanlou was a little surprised, Lu Xiaofeng had never been interested in his flowers, and he didn't know what medicine he had taken wrongly today, so he took the initiative to ask about the pots of flowers.

Hua Manlou smiled and said: "Some of them are very delicate, but some are also very tenacious. And when I don't go back, there will be servants to help me take care of those flowers, so it shouldn't be a problem."

Immediately, Hua Manlou sighed softly again, and said, "Don't tell me, I really want to go back and see them."

Lu Xiaofeng smiled and said: "That's simple, after the case is solved, you can go back and live there for a long time. The building is yours, so you naturally want to stay as long as you want, and I plan to go to your side room to sleep. "

But when will this case end?I thought that finding the murderer who killed Hua Ruling would solve the case, but after finding the murderer, Hua Diaoyu died, which seemed to involve a bigger mystery.Layers of fog shrouded the truth, and they could only peel off the cocoons, slowly peeling off this onion-like case layer by layer.

But Lu Xiaofeng is not fighting alone.

By his side are Hua Man Lou, Si Kong Zhai Xing, Honest Monk, Liu Yang, and Gu Yingqing.When necessary, he can also ask Ximen Chuuxue to help.

Friendship seems to always give people endless confidence and strength. Looking at Huamanlou's delicate silhouette, the sense of impermanence that had just emerged in Lu Xiaofeng's heart disappeared without a trace, leaving only peace and harmony. happy.

It was Lu Xiaofeng's blessing and luck that he could meet such a good Huamanlou and become friends with Huamanlou.

Lu Xiaofeng thought this way again.

Hua Manlou's voice interrupted Lu Xiaofeng's thinking.

Lu Xiaofeng heard Hua Manlou say, okay.

There is a slight pleasant taste in Huamanlou's voice, like tea with a small spoonful of honey added, the light sweetness is not too obvious, but it can make people feel the taste of honey.

It's a pity that Lu Xiaofeng didn't notice the subtle change in Hua Manlou's tone, so he laughed and said, "Then Brother Hua, don't think I'm annoying."

Hua Manlou also laughed and said, "Of course not."

Sikong Zhaixing looked at the two of them, thought for a while, and then wisely decided to keep silent.

He always felt that there was something weird about Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou, but he couldn't say exactly what was wrong, so he could only attribute it to his own overthinking.Anyway, Lu Xiaofeng and Huamanlou are both grown-ups, so it's not his turn to worry about Sikong Zhaixing.

Sikong Zhaixing happily continued to walk his way, leaving all doubts behind, it can be said that he is indeed a very happy Sikong Zhaixing.

It's like a carefree little pet.

pan family.

The Pan family can be regarded as one of the most famous and powerful families in the south of the Yangtze River, and for some reason, there is actually a descendant like Young Master Pan who is not only unwilling to make progress, but also willing to degenerate.

Young master Pan, whose name is Pan Jiu, is the third son of Pan Wu, the head of the Pan family.Because he is the youngest, he was doted on by his grandmother since he was a child, so he developed the temper of a devil in the world, eating, drinking, whoring, gambling, and all kinds of poisons.Pan Wu wanted to beat Young Master Pan to death several times, but his mother and wife tried their best to stop him, but he failed even once.After a long time, Pan Wu only said that he didn't recognize this son, but he couldn't stop his mother and wife from stuffing a lot of money into Young Master Pan's pocket to prodigal.

Unexpectedly, this time, Master Pan didn't need to do it himself, and this evil obstacle would be killed.

Looking at Young Master Pan's body, Master Pan had a complex expression, and it took him a long time to say a word with his trembling lips: "Evil, a good death."

After finishing speaking, Master Pan closed his eyes, as if he could no longer bear to look directly at his youngest son's body.

In an instant, Master Pan seemed to have aged a bit.That bit of vigor seemed to be unable to hide his gray hair and his increasingly stooped body.

Mrs. Pan and Mrs. Tai had thrown themselves on Young Master Pan's body, weeping until they almost passed out.

At this time, Lu Xiaofeng and the others could only say "sorry".

After a while, Master Pan calmed down a little, and said to Lu Xiaofeng and the others in his old nasal voice, "Thank you."

Lu Xiaofeng quickly waved his hands, saying that the effort of raising one's hand is not worth mentioning.

Lu Xiaofeng and the others haven't asked about Young Master Pan, so they can't leave yet.

The belated way of hospitality was finally loaded into Master Pan's head that was frozen to the point of death. Master Pan ordered others to sit down and have tea with Lu Xiaofeng and the others in a hoarse voice.

Master Pan could hold back the tears from falling, but he couldn't hold back the corners of his eyes from turning red.

Master Pan knew in his heart that Huamanlou and the others would not be the ones who harmed Young Master Pan, and if they knew the real murderer, they would definitely not hide themselves.But at the same time, he also hoped that Huamanlou and the others had at least some clues, so that they could pursue the matter further and prevent his son from dying in such an unexplained manner.

With cautious expectations in his eyes, Master Pan asked, "Young Master, do you know what's going on?"

Of the three, he only knew Huamanlou.

In other words, among the rich and powerful families in the south of the Yangtze River, there is almost no one who does not know the young masters of the Hua family, even the youngest and blind Huamanlou.

Hua Manlou spoke very slowly, and replied: "I don't know too much. However, the death of your son may be related to a case we are investigating. Please also tell us some clues about your son so that we can continue to investigate." , can also give you the truth as soon as possible."

He added: "This is my friend Lu Xiaofeng, and this is Sikong Zhaixing. They all have abilities and talents that ordinary people can't match. You can trust them just like you trust me."

Master Pan looked at Lu Xiaofeng and Sikong Zhaoxing's eyes immediately filled with entrustment and hope.

Lu Xiaofeng coughed lightly, and said: "We will definitely do our best, and please tell us something about Young Master Pan, so that we can find clues and investigate the truth."

The author has something to say:

Silly chick, that's love!

Once again, I really want to rush in and knock Lu Xiaofeng on the head to tell him that it's not friendship, it's love!You touch your conscience and say that Huamanlou and Sikong Zhaixing Ximen Chuixue are the same honest monks!Can it be the same!