Kick the wrong car door and ride the wrong horse

In the early morning of the next day, Yan Qiaotian discovered the strangeness of Aotianmen. All the people who were patrolling in front of Wanhuating disappeared, and the people who cleaned the house also disappeared. , leaving only an empty hall.

Just when Yan Qiaotian felt that something was wrong, Zhou Xiaoyu happened to come looking for Hou Hu. When he saw Yan Qiaotian, he was taken aback for a moment, then pretended not to know him well, raised his head and asked, "Where are you Brother Hou? "

Yan Qiaotian bowed his head and said, "Brother Hou probably slept late last night, so my son hasn't woken up yet?"

Zhou Xiaoyu nodded slightly, and said, "I know, don't wander around, maybe I will ask you a question later."

"Question?" Yan Qiaotian asked suspiciously.

Zhou Xiaoyu turned around impatiently, and said, "Don't worry about anything, someone will call you anyway." After speaking, he left Wan Huating without hesitation.

Soon Yan Qiaotian knew what Zhou Xiaoyu meant by the so-called question.

In view of the strangeness of Ke Kun's death last night, a thorough investigation was first launched in Aotianmen, and the focus of this investigation was all the servants of Qunyingtang and Wanhuating, and because Yan Qiaotian The cleaners of the Hall of Heroes are naturally also within the scope of investigation.

The person who inspected this time was still the same Wang Minhao from before, and he didn't have a good impression of him at that time, Yan Qiaotian thought that this time he might be doomed again.

"Xiao Lang, it's your turn, go quickly, Deacon Wang is not happy anymore." The servant who just came out from Wang Minhao said nervously to Yan Qiaotian.

"Okay." Yan Qiaotian pretended to be calm and replied.

Yan Qiaotian walked into Wang Minhao's room. This is a small side door next to Wan Huating. It was locked when there was nothing to do before. Today, it was probably because of this incident that it had to be opened again.

The room was a bit dark, and there was an old musty smell, which made people feel very uncomfortable. As soon as Yan Qiaotian entered the room, he covered his mouth and nose, and sneezed three times in a row.

"It's you again, Xiao Lang." Wang Minhao obviously still has an impression of him. He was not able to know his specific situation last time, which made Wang Minhao feel unhappy all the time. He decided to try it out today. brother.

Wang Minhao got off the chair and walked to Yan Qiaotian's side. After looking up and down, he stood behind him unobtrusively, and secretly concentrated his internal energy into his right palm, ready to strike at any time.

"How old is Xiao Lang this year? Where is he from?" Wang Minhao asked softly.

"Xiaolang is seventeen this year, and he is from southern Anhui." Yan Qiaotian said half truthfully and half falsely.

"Oh, that's pretty close to our Aotianmen." Wang Minhao walked in front of Yan Qiaotian again, and asked seriously: "By the way, you were the one who saved the young master back then?"

"No, it's not Xiao Lang who rescued Eldest Young Master, but Eldest Young Master who rescued Xiao Lang." Yan Qiaotian replied in fear with her head bowed.

"Oh, Xiao Lang, can you tell me where the place where you and the young master were imprisoned? Do you remember?" Wang Minhao finally got to the point. This matter should have been heard for the first time. I told the other party at that time, but Wu Fuqian dragged me to the present.

"Xiao Lang heard those people call the biggest leader the Big Leader. As for what gang, Xiao Lang really doesn't know." Yan Qiaotian said in a difficult way, "Also, I heard them say that the young master seems to have once As if he had offended them, Xiao Lang would gnash his teeth when he heard them talk about the young master, wishing to eat his flesh and lay waste his skin."

Wang Minhao stared at Yan Qiaotian's face suspiciously, hoping to see something wrong from his face, but he was disappointed in the end.

"You've been there for so long, and you don't even know what gang it is? Do you think I'll believe your nonsense?" Wang Minhao's left hand, gathering strength, has slowly raised up, as if he wanted to do his best.

Yan Qiaotian had already noticed his intentions, but he didn't show it. Instead, he raised his head and pondered for a moment, then said: "Xiao Lang really doesn't know what gang it is, but Xiao Lang knows their strange flag, it's a gang It looks scary at first glance, with two skulls and two sharp swords on it, and I don’t know what gang it is.”

Wang Minhao put down his left hand, secretly withdrew his inner strength, and kept thinking about this strange flag in his mind. After a long time, he shook his head slightly and said: "What is this, I don't seem to have seen it before."

"Deacon Wang, Xiao Lang doesn't walk in the rivers and lakes, so if you don't know, I don't know, maybe the young master will know?" Yan Qiaotian immediately pushed this difficult matter to Wu Fuqian. , he was thinking, this Wu Fuqian offended so many people outside, how could he still remember which gang this strange banner belonged to?

Wang Minhao withdrew all his skills, and he was also thinking about how many of Yan Qiaotian's words were true and how many were false.

"I will investigate this matter myself. Now let me ask you, where were you last night?" Wang Minhao asked.

"Last night?" Yan Qiaotian said with a naive look on his face again, "Last night I went back to the house long ago. Brother Hou specifically explained that those of us in Qunying Hall should leave immediately after the matter is over, otherwise If you dirty the eyes of those heroes, let us ask for more blessings."

"Did you hear the sound after you returned to the house?" Wang Minhao continued to ask.

"I heard it. I heard someone say that someone killed someone. Xiao Lang thought he was dreaming." Yan Qiaotian said with embarrassment, her face flushed slightly.

"Yes, you are dreaming. No one was killed yesterday, and no one was killed. You are indeed dreaming." Wang Minhao stared at Yan Qiaotian and said seriously.

Yan Qiaotian tilted her head and asked curiously, "No?"

"Of course not. Aotianmen is heavily guarded, so how can someone kill someone. So this is your illusion." Wang Minhao said firmly.

"Oh, let me tell you, there are so many guards here, how could anyone be killed? Really, it turned out that I was dreaming." Yan Qiaotian suddenly realized.

His eyes are full of innocence, his words are full of sincerity, and he looks like a naive and romantic little brother. No one can connect him with the identity of the northern leader. The same is true for Wang Minhao. After he asked a lot of questions, he He lightly waved his hand, signaling Yan Qiaotian to leave.

"Deacon Wang, then I'll go first." Yan Qiaotian bent over and said.

"Go."