Jiaohua

Chapter 730 She Is Hades (Part [-])
Dou Lixin didn't stay long, and took people away.

Chen Yongming slumped on the chair, looking at the unsealed door with a pale face.

Sunlight shot through the five-inch-wide crack in the door, leaving a bright streak on the desk.

Most of his life was spent in Chen Yongming's mind, and he was really not reconciled to let him die like this.

If a poor person has no hope of life, and his life is not as good as that of a dog, then he will die.

But he is in his prime and has a bright future, why should he die.

The door was suddenly pushed open, Chen Yongming narrowed his eyes, and it was his confidant who came in.

"My lord, the work of copying has been ordered." The subordinate said.

Chen Yongming adjusted his sitting posture, and said straightly, "Is Xin Shun awake?"

"not yet!"

"Where's Kong Yuanjie?"

"Sleeping like a dead pig," the subordinate taunted, "I don't know how this girl Zining tormented him."

"I still don't know who is torturing whom." Chen Yongming said lightly.

Kong Yuanjie was very sadistic, and he didn't take pity on any of the famous and beautiful people in Yangchuanfang, and even almost killed him a few times.

Chen Yongming tapped his fingers on the table, thought for a while, and said, "I have something to tell you, and you must do it for me right away!"

"Yes!"

Xin Shun didn't sleep for a long time, the newly added corpses caused some commotion in the backyard, and Xin woke up from the bed by the way.

Wu conducted an autopsy and reported that all of them were fatal with one knife, both in the throat, and the same wound was done by the same person as the male corpse found on the roof that was seen before.

Both ruthless and crisp, it can be seen that he is a first-class killer.

Xin Shun drank his tea slowly, his eyes fell on the sunlight on the ground, his mind was seriously distracted.

After a while, he looked at the attendant at the side: "I asked Luo Jing to find a painter to paint last night, how is the painter doing?"

"The painting is finished, and the portrait has been sent."

"What about the painting?"

"Master Chen sent someone to copy it."

Xin Shun frowned: "Go get it."

The attendants left in a hurry, Xin Shun got up and walked slowly in the room with his hands behind his back.

Several assistants watched him, and did not dare to make a sound or leave without his order.

Soon, the entourage rushed back with the portrait.

It is not the original painting by Tai Zicang, but a copy on the spot, and the ink marks are still brand new.

Different from ordinary wanted portraits, this portrait is more layered and three-dimensional, and it is a little more lifelike than ordinary flat portraits.

In the painting, the girl has a calm complexion, fine eyebrows and bright eyes, and the contours of her face are smooth and clean, all drawn with one stroke.

"What, it's her?!" Xin Shun was stunned, "Is she also following the letter?"

The entourage was curious: "Sir, who?"

"Impossible!" Xin Shun frowned, and sat down on the chair, "How could she be Song Zhiyi's person, it's a mistake."

"Ah?" said the attendant, "Sir, isn't this person we want to arrest? Or do you know him?"

"Well, I know her. It is absolutely impossible for her to work for Song Zhiyi."

Xin Shun put the portrait aside and looked at the man in another portrait.

"Then let me tell you," said the attendant, "Chen Yongming directly ordered the portraits to be copied, and said that he wanted to post them in the streets and alleys. Now the few pictures he has painted have been urgently posted."

Xin Shun blinked his eyes and raised his head: "What?"

"Maybe, during the time I came back, I posted a few more pictures," said the follower, "There are too many painters in the government office here, and they are all disciples brought by Tai Zicang. I have work right now, so I still copy it. As simple as it is, they write one by one like a god."

"Isn't this nonsense!" Xin Shun got up, and suddenly shouted, "Why are you so self-assertive! Why did you post it up? Hurry up and tear it up! Hurry up and send someone to tear it up! Hurry up!!"

In a hurry, he stretched out his hand to push his followers: "Go!"

"Oh, oh..." The entourage was pushed out the door, and it was the first time I saw such an anxious gentleman.

The entourage ran away quickly.

Wu Zuo in the room looked at Xin Shun, and boldly said alone: ​​"Mr. Fengcai, this woman is..."

"As I expected, these corpses were all killed by her," Xin Shun said.

"Isn't it still wanted?" Wu Zuo was puzzled, "Why did you let him withdraw?"

Xin Shun slowed down: "That's right, that's the truth."

"correct."

"No, no," Xin Shun shook his head, "If she wants to kill someone, let her do it."

"what?"

"gentlemen?"

The writers were dumbfounded.

Xin Shun slapped his forehead and didn't know what to say. He took a cup of tea to drink, calmed down and said, "It should be said that there must be a reason for her to kill whoever she wants, and she won't kill randomly. But if you let her Seeing those wanted portraits on the street, maybe she came to us in a fit of rage, that's us..."

He didn't go on.

"We have yamen guards and an army." Wu Zuo said.

Xin Shun was silent.

After taking another sip of tea, Xin Shun put down the teacup in an unusually calm manner, and said calmly, "You know what it means to prevent people from killing people, and Buddhas to block and kill Buddhas?"

"...This woman?"

"She's a living Hades," Xin Shun said, "Anyway, don't mess with her."

"The king of Hades...then I can't keep it."

Xin Shun glanced sideways at the speaker who was speaking.

Wu Zuo has never seen such a look in his eyes, disgusted, indifferent, with a little bit of "you are so annoying".

Is this still Mr. Xin Shun who was calm, kind, and even a little gentle before?

"It really doesn't make sense to you," Xin Shun said, "I won't tell you, you go down."

"..."

After the writers left, Xin Shun picked up the portrait again.

The eyebrows, the lips and the nose are too similar, and they are really beautiful.

but……

"Come on!" Xin Shun called out.

The guard walked in: "Sir."

Xin Shun rolled up the drawing paper and asked, "Where did the general sleep last night, the academy or the military township?"

"The general is in the military town department."

"Then you should quickly send this painting to the Military Township Division," Xin Shun handed it over, "tell the general that she was following the letter and killed five people."

"Yes." Jin Wei didn't ask much.

The portrait was taken away by the guards. After drinking the last sip of tea in the teacup, Xin Shun got up to look for Chen Yongming.

The office room was empty, but there were a few pastries on the table.

The aroma is sweet and strong, and the shape is elegant. Xin Shun sniffed it and thought it was delicious.

Just woke up and hungry, this pastry is really tempting.

Xin Shun took a few more glances, then turned and left.

Chen Yongming, who was wearing the clothes of a government servant, was hiding under the bookcase not far away, just blocked by the shadow.

He raised his hand and patted his chest, covered in cold sweat.

When it was almost time for Xinshun to leave, Chen Yongming got up from the corner.

Before, he was still laughing at Kong Yuanjie for his bad waist, but now it's his turn to suffer from back pain.

He straightened his hat and walked away.

After walking a few steps, he turned back and his eyes fell on the Yingfu Cake and Bazhen Cake on the table.

Chen Yongming looked at them deeply, his eyes became complicated, the sunlight outside the house fell on his face, making the other half of his face in the shadow of prey.

Suddenly, he raised his hand and swept all the pastries to the ground.

(End of this chapter)