The entertainment tycoon of the Republic of China

The word "Hanfang" is very familiar to Xie Yan these days, and he can even draw its strokes with his eyes closed.

These are the two words that Xie Yan saw on the paper inside after opening the small cipher box protected by the original owner when he first came to this world, together with a large string of random numbers.

To be on the safe side, Xie Yan destroyed the box and the contents after making sure he memorized all the details on the paper, but the contents on the paper still bothered him all the time, and he never wanted to solve the mystery.

Xie Yan had a premonition that only when he really dealt with the matter behind this box would the original owner's obsession completely dissipate, and he would truly possess this body completely.

"Mr. Xie, I know what the 'Hanfang' on it is." Seeing Xie Yan's serious expression, Ah Wu thought for a while and opened his mouth.

"You said."

"The 'Han Fang' on this deed of sale is the symbol of Xiefang Building on the Racecourse. Xiefang Building is the largest brothel on the Racecourse. It trains an unknown number of popular girls every year. The business goes all the way to Shanghai along the waterway. Wherever the Yangtze River flows, they have their reputations. In order to mark their social status, people from Xiefanglou will have the word "Hanfang" written on their deeds of sale, which actually means Xiefanglou in Hankou."

Xie Yan heard A Wu say the words Xiefanglou, and she felt a little familiar. She thought about it carefully before remembering that when Aunt Wang humiliated Wen Yanhui outside the examination room in the morning, she mentioned Xiefanglou. From the reactions of several people at that time, it can be seen It turns out that Xiefanglou is at least a very famous and high-consumption brothel in Hankou. Otherwise, Aunt Wang would not directly use Xiefanglou to refer to a brothel, and Miao Erya would not mock Aunt Wang, "Even if I wanted to enter when I was young, I would go in." don't go there"...

There is no problem with the "Hanfang" on the deed of sale in Xiefang Building, but what about the one in the original owner's cipher box?If the two mean the same thing, why would the original owner who is far away in the capital keep a secret related to the big brothel in Hankou?

Xie Yan is still not sure, but he has to go to Xiefang Tower to find out.

"Awu, do you know the specific situation of Xiefang Building? I want to go and see."

"Mr. Xie, are you going to Xiefang Tower?" Ah Wu exclaimed, with a strange expression on his face.

"Is there a problem?" Xie Yan was puzzled, and after hearing the hesitant eyes of everyone in the courtyard, his words, which had no beginning and end, were probably the same as "I'm going to a brothel to sleep with girls" to others. , It should not be something that is said in public in broad daylight.

"...I mean, I want to go to Xiefanglou to learn something, not to—"

"I'll go with you." Xie Yan was still thinking about how not to draw darker, when Wen Heng spoke suddenly.

"Ok?"

"Let's go and have a look at night, I will accompany you."

"...Okay." Xie Yan moved her head to the side, feeling a little hot.

"Ayan, the key has been found now, let's go to the opposite side to check the situation first, be careful when this person wakes up later." Li Quan didn't know Xie Yan's inner confusion at this moment, so he solved it by mistake A circle.

"Okay, let's talk about the rest later, let's go to the other side to have a look first." Xie Yan immediately changed the subject, "Leave someone here to watch."

"I'll stay." Zhaozi found a bundle of rope from the house and tied up the watermelon hat. "Awu is stronger than me. If there is any danger, there is still a place to use it."

"It's really dangerous. We made a fuss just now, and the inside has already been on guard." Wen Heng said, looking at Xie Yan, "Do you still have the gun?"

"Always carry it." Xie Yan understood, and took out the pistol from the inner pocket of the coat.

"I also carry this knife. Sometimes it is inconvenient to use a gun indoors." Wen Heng nodded, and handed Xie Yan his pocket knife, which he seldom left his hand.

Xie Yan had been curious about this jackknife for a long time before, and this was the first time he had the opportunity to observe it up close, so he couldn't help but take a few more glances.

The folding knife in his hand is about the length of the entire palm when closed, and the length of the forearm when unfolded. The scabbard is made of very textured black crocodile leather, and at the end is a ring that is easy to carry. The blade is extremely sharp and white The reflection shows the sharpness of cutting iron like mud.

Xie Yan grasped the handle of the knife and swung it in the air twice. The overall design of the knife was very ergonomic. He obviously didn't use much strength, but he heard a strong sound of breaking through the air, like an arm command.

"Is this knife expensive?" Xie Yan didn't understand weapons, so he could tell that this knife was extraordinary.

"When I first came out to do business with my mother seven years ago, my mother specially entrusted someone to beat it. The blade is relatively light and suitable for self-defense." A unique pocket knife cannot be measured by price.

"Give me the knife, what do you use?"

"I don't need it without you." Wen Heng patted Xie Yan's shoulder, making him hold the handle tightly, "Why, don't you believe that my ability to protect myself is better than yours?"

The second young master cultivated by the Wen family, the ship king, is naturally a hundred times stronger than Xie Yan, who has just recovered from a serious illness. Xie Yan understood this truth, so he had to try his best to ignore the restlessness in his heart and stop asking questions.

Wen Heng took out a gun from his coat pocket, and Ah Wu also took out a weapon. Seeing that Li Quan had nothing in his hand, Zhao Zi lent him a dagger from the back of his waist as a comfort, and the four of them looked at each other. Push open the gate of the small courtyard and walk towards Li Tianwei's house opposite.

The key to the gate of the house is very easy to find, the biggest one in a bunch of keys is the biggest one, Ah Wu walked in the front and opened the lock, took a breath and pushed it open, Wen Heng glanced at Xie Yan, stood calmly at his side ahead.

"Come in."

After Wen Heng gave an order, Ah Wu rushed into the courtyard first, and covered himself behind the large fish tank in the courtyard, and after confirming that there was no danger around him, he waved to the other three.

Xie Yan didn't think there would be a great danger in this courtyard before, otherwise Li Tianwei wouldn't be able to do things with peace of mind, and was randomly discovered by recruiters, and he was fully armed just in case, seeing that Ah Wu confirmed that nothing happened, he immediately relaxed .

"Which room should I go in?" A Wu asked for instructions.

Xie Yan looked around for a week, and soon found something unusual about this house——the doors of several rooms were locked tightly with locks, and the windows were all glued to death, so the inside of the house must be dark.

"No hurry, I'll ask first." Xie Yan suddenly thought of something, took out the contract of sale that was in the box before and took a look.

"Ask?" Ah Wu was at a loss.

Xie Yan did not explain, and confirmed the time on the contract of sale again. The person who wrote the contract of sale was Gu Shiyao, a very elegant and literary name. The time when he was bought from Xiefang Tower was not long ago Today, after the teahouse conflict between Xie Yan and Li Tianwei.

Xie Yan had a premonition that this name belonged to the boy that Zhao Zi said looked somewhat similar to him, and he, who had been here for the shortest time, was also the person in this house who was most likely to maintain a clear mind.

Xie Yan hesitated for half a second, clenched his fists, and under Wen Heng's worried gaze, walked slowly towards the door of the west wing that Zhaozi had checked.

The windows of the west wing, like other rooms, are densely covered with oil paper. Even if you look closely, you can only vaguely see the outline of the furnishings in the house and a few blurred figures. Xie Yan searched to no avail. After knocking on the wooden window edge three times, several figures obviously moved a few times, only one in the corner remained motionless, making Xie Yan almost suspect that he had misread.

"Excuse me, may I ask if any of you are called... Gu Shicha?" Xie Yan spit out this somewhat awkward name, unexpectedly finding it very smooth.

"..." No one answered, Xie Yan didn't dare to act rashly, and waited silently.

"Who are you?" After a long time, a young but hoarse voice finally came out of the room. Xie Yan couldn't tell which shadow group this voice belonged to.

"I'm Xie Yan." In order to stabilize the other party, he announced his family name.

"..." What responded to him was a longer silence.