The Young Emperor and the Fearless

The shop clerk, Sun Bian, was lying on the edge of the threshold at the entrance, with his feet facing the outside, and his shoes were neatly on, as if he had just fallen down.But if you look up, you will find that his neck is empty, his head rolled to the side, and the blood is all over the ground, which is shocking.

Sun Bian was already dead, his lifeless face had turned blue, his empty eyes were wide open, and he looked like he was dying.

"This..." Heli held back his nausea, and as soon as he walked in, a strong smell of blood came to his nostrils, making people sick.

"Young Master Li!" Seventeen quickly stepped forward and stopped him.

With a dignified expression on Shiqi's face, he drew out the sword at his waist and placed it across his chest. He swung the blade outward, and suddenly heard a sharp and crisp sound, like a bowstring being snapped, with a vibrating echo.

Seventeen said: "It's a thin line."

One end of the thread was tied to the door frame, and the other end was tied somewhere in the house. After being tightened, it was as tough as a hair, and it was the weapon used to cut off Sun Bian's head.In the dark night where the vision is blocked, ordinary people can't see such a thin line clearly, but Shi Qi is a martial arts practitioner after all, and his eyesight is better than ordinary people, so he noticed this trick.

If Cai just went in hastily, he might end up like Sun Bian.

He Li's face turned pale, and he leaned over to look at the slumped shopkeeper.

"It wasn't me... I didn't do it..." The shopkeeper witnessed the tragic death of Xiao Er in the store. He was overly frightened and waved his hands in a panic, "I never thought of harming anyone. He, Sun Bian must have been killed by someone else." ..."

Maybe it was because the light was too dark, and He Li's vision was hazy, and he could only see the shopkeeper's mouth opening and closing, and he heard his excuses in his ears, which was very annoying, he shook his head and asked, "Who killed him?"

However, the shopkeeper was still obsessed with Sun Bian's death, muttering in a low voice: "Sun Bian is dead... Who is it? Will... Will he kill me too?"

The shopkeeper's sudden idea scared him out of his wits instantly. He staggered and wanted to get up and run away, but his feet went limp and he fell back to the original place.

He Li smelled the faint fragrance, which was different from the usual fragrance in the hall, with a sticky and disgusting feeling of low-quality strong fragrance. He felt a little uncomfortable, wiped his nose, and said: "Inside the room What's wrong with the incense?"

The flesh on the shopkeeper's face trembled, as if he didn't hear the question, he opened his mouth and said, "Huh?"

Seventeen raised his hand, put the sword in the shopkeeper's hand, and said threateningly, "Young Master asked you, is there something wrong with the incense?"

The shopkeeper was caught in the eyes by the light of the sword blade, trembled all over, moved his buttocks without a trace, and said tremblingly: "No, absolutely not! Two guests, two young masters, please forgive me!"

He Li rubbed his twitching temples, feeling dizzy. He didn't know whether it was because of the hard-talking shopkeeper or because of the incense. He almost lost his patience: "You are lying."

The shopkeeper almost moved to the wall, pawing at the cracks of the wall with both hands, still quibbling: "I dare not deceive you two, our incense is just ordinary incense, there is really no problem."

The shopkeeper and Xiaoer who brought Heli in were extremely cunning. They kept looking at him with treacherous eyes from the very beginning. They probably had a premeditated plan to attack Heli.

He Li exerted some strength to pull out Shiqi's sword. He waved it in his hand like playing. After a while, the tip of the sword touched the shopkeeper's neck: "Why don't you raise your head and speak, guilty? Also, your hands Why are you hiding it in your sleeves, are you planning to make a small move?"

The shopkeeper showed his hand in a panic. Although there was nothing in his hand, the reaction was indeed like a guilty conscience.

He Li tiredly handed the sword in his hand to Shiqi, motioning Shiqi to do it.

Seventeen took over, and his subordinates exerted a bit of strength, threatening: "If you don't tell the truth, don't blame me for having no eyes. Maybe, you imagine that person, dead without a whole body?"

The shopkeeper felt a sharp stabbing pain from his neck, and looked at the tragic death of Xiao Er from the corner of his eyes, as if feeling that the next moment, he would also be decapitated.

He was trembling, desperate, and suddenly cried out: "I... I was wrong... I shouldn't be obsessed with your money, and I should not be obsessed with your money. The fragrance is just a fragrance. I really didn't think about harming anyone, I just wanted to faint You guys, take the money and leave. What I said is absolutely true, I swear, if there is even half a lie, the sky will be struck by lightning!"

The shopkeeper had a runny nose and tears, if it wasn't for the sharp sword on his neck, he might have knelt down and begged for mercy.

Shi Qi didn't know if what he was saying was true or not, she turned her head to ask and hone, but only captured the moment when he closed his eyes.

Seventeen, who didn't feel scared after seeing the horrific corpse, clenched his heart, hurriedly hugged He Li's sliding body, and cried out, "Mr. Li!"

He Li couldn't help being sleepy for a long time, grabbed the skirt of Shi Qi's clothes, half-closed his eyes, and confessed: "Grab him."

**

When He Li woke up, he had already arrived at the station.

At this time, the sky was bright, and the sunlight came in from the dilapidated wooden window, plating a layer of gold on the simple room.

Standing in front of the bed was a man in plain clothes and tied hair. He was tall, but not burly. He stood upright, with a dignified military demeanor.The man had his back turned to him, when he heard the noise, he immediately turned around and approached him, and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, you are awake."

He Li's eyes flickered, he stood up, frowned and asked, "Su Yu, why is it you? Seventeen? What time is it?"

Su Yu said: "It's already Chen's time. Both you and Shiqi have taken the sweat drug, Shiqi just woke up for a while, waiting outside the door."

He Li thought about it in his not sober mind, and said in a trance: "Mixiang?"

Su Yu corrected and said: "It's a perspiration medicine. The Xiaoer of Fuyuan shop added it to the meal and you ate it. Since the fragrance only smells a little, it doesn't bother you."

He Li gritted his teeth and said, "The shopkeeper really didn't tell the truth, where is he now?"

Su Yu has followed Heli closely for many years, knowing his thoughts, and said: "The shopkeeper was locked up next door, poisoned by the fragrance, and still in a coma. What he said last night was half true and half false, but the death of the waiter did not have anything to do with him." Nothing to do with it."

He Li sat up, Su Yu reached out to help, but He Li hid him.

Su Yu took a half step back in silence, and then listened and said: "They are drugging drugs and burning incense, just to make money? Then why did Xiaoer die?"

Su Yudao: "The waiter died under the thin thread. I have checked, and the thread is fishing line, as sharp as a knife. Someone arranged it in advance to kill people quietly."

He Li said: "Pre-arranged? It means that before we come, there is a fishing line that will kill people in the room?"

Su Yu said: "It is true."

Who would that be?

Although the shopkeeper and the waiter are annoying, it is too cruel to plan to kill people, and why is it only the waiter who is the victim?