Just remember

"Brother Jinran, I pray that the host can raise the glass for a long time. Why, are you really planning to lose face?" Qing Feng, who was afraid that the atmosphere would not be lively enough, not only provoked with words, but also knocked on the rim of the glass with chopsticks.

The guests at each table had left early, and only they, the energetic juniors, were left. Regardless of the dissatisfied eyes of the parents and elders when they left, they gathered together happily.

Chun Jinran recovered from the crisp knocking sound, facing Shang Qi Wanguan's mournful face, he quickly raised his glass to touch him: "I'm sorry, I'm distracted, I'll punish myself with a glass!"

Qi Wanguan didn't believe it, but was still so wronged that he couldn't let go: "Brothers at the table, if you say you're distracted, you'll be distracted, you're lying to ghosts."

"Hey, I have to help Brother Chun with this matter. He is different from us. Who is he, the hero of Shenduanchun, he can find mysteries wherever he goes, and everyone he meets looks suspicious. His head Can you be free, if you are really free, I don’t know how many people will die.”

Chun Jin ran a black line, he only had such high praise as a "hero" from a little bastard: "Do you want to play in the water again, Young Master Qiu?"

The young man who was reminded of painful memories gave him a hard look, but he closed his mouth obediently.

A table of people laughed.

The best thing in the world is having someone to share your memories with, and lots of them, and lots of them just happen to sit together.

Chun Jinran was naturally happy, but after laughing, he still inevitably lost his mind.

[Lately, it seems that I don't dream of Yueyao often. 】

From the moment he finished asking Hang Mingzhe, only this sentence remained in his head.Qiu Yang's teasing was actually on the right track - he was really thinking about the case, and he really thought Hang Mingzhe was really suspicious from the bottom of his heart.

It was him who was with Xia Houfu at the last moment.

He is the leader of Wuqi Daze.

Going forward, even Jing Wanchuan, who caused the trip to the southwest, was also brought by the bandits.

A fringe man who hasn't shown his face in the arena for several years, a ranger who has never heard that he has anything to do with the Hang family, is suddenly honored as a guest of honor. Chun Jinran can only think of one reason - what has he done that deserves to be worthy of Hang's family? The family gave him a guest seat.

Any clues to Akadama?

Not to mention that I didn't even see Chiyu's ghost after a trip to the southwest, but the death of one Xiahou Fu was enough to get the Hang family who took the lead in this matter into trouble.It was only Xiahou Zhengnan's sudden death that made this matter go away.So if Jing Wanchuan really only provided clues to Chiyu, how could the Hang family still treat him as a guest if they didn't complain that he had done his best?

Unless, the entire trip to the southwest is just a game.

As for Jing Wanchuan, it was the Hang family who found it to come forward and lure people into the game.

There are no clues to Chiyu at all. The so-called topographic map of mountains and rivers is simply a death map full of traps.There is more than one cave, Chun Jin believes that there must be many places suitable for killing people in that picture, but in the end, by chance, they landed there.

Xia Houfu's death was not accidental.

It was doomed from the moment of departure that when this silly treasure hunting team returns, there must be one less person.

In fact, there are doubts, this situation is not perfect, but subconsciously, Chun Jinran does not want to believe that in the table full of life and death, there will be such a person, dormant in laughter and cursing, calculating, waiting coldly The time to kill has come.

"Brother Jinran, why are you in a daze again?" Hang Mingzhe changed places with Bailang at some point and came to Chun Jinran's side, looking at him with a smile in his eyes.

Chun Jinran couldn't laugh, so he could only sigh lightly: "This is the problem with me, once I can't figure out something, I have to think about it all the time, and I can't let it go."

Hang Mingzhe tilted his head, a little puzzled: "Why bother, it's so hard."

Chun Jinran looked at him fixedly, meaningfully: "How about you, aren't you working hard?"

Hang Mingzhe smiled, different from the exaggerated ones in the past, indifferent, but more sincere: "There is an elder brother who inherits the family business, and a fourth younger brother who inherits the family, and I am caught in the middle.

Chun Jinran sighed half-truthfully: "It would be a pity if you only want to be happy. I heard from Mingjun that among the three brothers when I was young, you were the smartest and the most liked by Mr. Hang."

Hang Mingzhe scratched his head: "Brother Jinran, haven't you heard such a sentence, it's not necessarily good when you're young."

Chun Jinran said: "I have heard it, but I don't think it applies to your third young master."

"Then let's put it another way," Hang Mingzhe went off track as soon as he changed his previous three sentences, thought quietly for a while, and said, "For example, Brother Chun, you are very talented. You were born with the ability to chop melons and vegetables. Frying and frying, but you only like to solve crimes, so when you grow up, do you want to be a chef who is the best in the world, or do you want to be a low-ranking god?"

Chun Jinran was embarrassed: "If you don't become popular, you can't be broken by God..."

Hang Mingzhe said to him: "I'll just use an analogy, as long as it makes sense!"

"Okay." Chun Jinran stopped finding fault, thought about it seriously, and gave a firm answer, "God's decision."

"Even if your cooking skills and case-solving skills are different?"

"I'll recognize it underground, who makes me like it."

Hang Mingzhe grinned and spread his hands.

Chun Jinran was stunned, and then understood.

No one stipulates that God has given you talent, so you must compose poems and poems. Maybe you like to open up wasteland and farm land. The wind, flowers, snow and moon are not as much happiness as a grain of rice; and vice versa, the one who inherits the family business may not be the smartest Extraordinary, but must be the most responsible.Being able to do it and being willing to do it are two different things.

"Stinky boy, you are lucky." In the end, Chun Jinran could only say sourly.

There is a responsible older brother, and a reliable fourth younger brother, so no matter how qualified Hang San Shao is, he can also work hard to become a young talent according to his mood. It is his happiness that he will not be able to support the wall for a lifetime.

"Why, jealousy." Hang Mingzhe raised his eyebrows triumphantly.

Chun Jinran admitted frankly: "Yes."

Not only jealous, but also emotional.A guy who would rather be scolded by his father than use his brain to make himself better, but put all his heart and soul into setting up such a game.Every step has been calculated, and every link has been fastened, with meticulous precision and tight fit.

"Yueyao must be a very cute girl." Chun Jinran murmured suddenly.His voice was very small, and only Hang Mingzhe could hear it amidst the excitement.

The latter smiled desolately: "If you have seen her, maybe there is nothing wrong with Pei Xiaoyi."

Chun Jinran was stunned. It should have been embarrassing, but the other party's arrogance of "my sister is the best in the world" made this embarrassment replaced by humor.But besides the smile, there is also a trace of sadness.

Chun Jinran raised his cup and said softly, "Regard Yueyao."

Hang Mingzhe was stunned for a while, and it took him a long time to react. He clinked glasses with Chun Jinran in a hoarse voice: "To my little sister."

When the two cups of wine were spilled on the ground, Chun Jinran saw the water in Hang Mingzhe's eyes.

It was night, and Chun Jinran tossed and turned on the bed, unable to fall asleep.Later, he simply got up and got out of bed, and started pacing back and forth in the room.But after walking around for a quarter of an hour, I still felt disturbed in my heart. Finally, my heart broke, I opened the window, and rushed away...

"Ow!"

Standing outside someone's window staring at you without sleep in the middle of the night is completely insane, okay? ! !

What's even more insane is that people can still ask softly and leisurely: "Why aren't you asleep yet?"

Chun Jinran wanted to strangle him to death: "I should ask you that!"

Pei Xiaoyi replied seriously: "You keep wriggling on the bed, making me so noisy that I can't sleep."

Chun Jinran felt that he had to teach Da Pei the correct usage of various rhetoric when he had time.

"I'm not moving anymore, you should go back to sleep quickly." Chun Jinran tried to send the other party away.

Pei Xiaoyi hit the nail on the head: "You are not moving, you are going to go out."

Chun Jin ran a black line, he knew this guy did it on purpose!At night, when he told Hang Mingzhe what was there and what was not, this guy didn't seem to pay attention, but his ears were higher than anyone else's.

But now, Chun Jinran doesn't intend to hide it from him anymore: "You come in first."

Pei Xiaoyi turned over and entered the room, turned around and closed the window tightly, obviously knowing what Chun Jinran was going to say.

Chun Jinran also cut to the chase: "I suspect that Xiahoufu's death has something to do with the Hang family. To be precise, the entire trip to the southwest was planned by the Hang family, just to kill Xiahoufu."

Pei Xiaoyi frowned, although he felt something wrong from Chun Jinran's strange attitude after coming to Hang's house, and even expected that he would be restless at night, but the reason behind this was something he never thought of. It was a bit difficult to accept for a while: "What about the motive? There must always be a motive for killing."

Chun Jinran said slowly: "Hang Yueyao."

Pei Xiaoyi was stunned.That was the opportunity for him to get acquainted with Chun Jinran, but to put it bluntly, he really almost forgot about this unfortunate girl.Not only because the incident has passed for more than a year, but also because the Hang family did not catch the murderer with great fanfare in the arena, so that Hang Yueyao's murder has always been a bit faint in Pei Xiaoyi's memory.

"So Xia Houfu killed her?" If this was the motive of the Hang family's killing, then Pei Xiaoyi could only think so.

"It should be." In fact, Chun Jinran was also ambiguous about this, and could only infer according to human nature, "If not, the Hang family would not have tried their best to set up such a big game."

"That's not necessarily the case," Pei Xiaoyi sneered, "Xiahou Fu is dead, and Xiahou Zhengnan will live to the end. The benefits brought by the destruction of Xiahou Villa are far greater than revenge."

This is the reason. Looking at the rivers and lakes for a hundred years, how many people abandon their family, love and ethics in the face of power and interests.But for some reason, Chun Jinran felt that the Hang family would not be like this, at least Hang Mingzhe would not. Chun Jinran believed that even if he was given a golden mountain and a dragon chair, he would still choose to pay with blood.The destruction of Xiahou Villa may have been planned long ago, or it may be a windfall, but the starting point must be to avenge the younger sister.

But, was Hang Yueyao really killed by Xiahou Fu?With such a tragic cut of the throat with a sword, can that romantic young man who is strong on the outside but on the inside really be able to do it?

"Don't think about it," Pei Xiaoyi patted his head lightly, "Don't check it either."

Chun Jin was embarrassed, he really didn't have any secrets with Da Pei, so he simply expressed his feelings: "I want to find out, I can't sleep without finding out the truth."

"So what if we figure it out." If it wasn't for the promise, Pei Xiaoyi really wanted to wake him up, "Xiahou's family is gone, so you still give justice to the ghost? Besides, if Xiahoufu is really the murderer, then he deserves to die , even if you seek justice and send you to the underworld, you have to be stopped by Lord Yan."

Chun Jinran was a black thread, it was the first time he was defeated in a battle of words, this was called a knot of anger, just about to lift his foot, he heard a voice faintly coming from the crack of the door——

"Yan Wangye... has such a strong sense of justice?"

Chun Jinran and Pei Xiaoyi looked at each other, in a blink of an eye, the latter rushed to the door, and at the same time grasped the nine-section whip tightly, as if he would be wiped out as soon as the door opened.

Chun Jinran hurriedly followed, squeezed Pei Shaoxia away with his body, and opened the door while rolling his eyes: "You can't even hear the voice of the landlord?"

Pei Xiaoyi looked confused, should he be sensitive to Qi Wanguan's voice?

Tsk, just thinking about it makes me feel uncomfortable.

Over there, Lord Qi has already entered the door.

"Brother Qi came late at night, what's the reason?" Chun Jinran asked straightforwardly without detours with his own brothers.

Unexpectedly, Qi Wanguan carefully closed the door, checked the window again, and after tossing for a long time, he hesitated and said: "There is something, I have been thinking about it all night, but I haven't figured out anything. After much deliberation, I can only think about it." come to you."

Chun Jinran's heart sank, this matter must not be very good, and it is very important, otherwise Qi Wanguan would not be so distressed, and he would not even care about teasing the delicate situation that he and Pei Xiaoyi were in the same room late at night.

Before Chun Jinran could say "All ears", Qi Wanguan, who had long been impatient, had already taken out the thing that made him worry all night from his arms: "On the way back to the room after the banquet, I suddenly became anxious and lost my head. When I was looking for a latrine, I found this."

The "culprit" was placed in Chun Jinran's palm.

A dead leaf.

In a good summer, the leaves will not fall, but there will be naughty children picking a few leaves at will, and then discarding them and withering them.

But, it shouldn't be the Yaoman leaves.