From the sword of the third master

Chapter 63 Deadly Murder

"Little Three."

"Little Jiu."

"Sharp hook!"

"So big? Look at me, Hammer."

"Little brats keep you in check!"

"Yan Wang! Lord Yan only rules little ghosts!"

"Okay, sorry."

"Been through..."

Please don't doubt, Mr. Chen has nothing to do recently, he has already invented Doudizhu in advance, and the material used is thin wood chips.

In order to arouse the interest of his wives, he changed the name of Dou Dizhu to "Dou Lie Shang".

This profiteer was very relieved. Behind the "Xiaoshi" were all kinds of torture tools, such as hammers, big saws, dog-headed guillotines, and finally the Lord of the Underworld. Happy.

"Master lost again, hurry up and pay!"

"Isn't it just silver, hmph."

Chen Sheng especially likes to be a profiteer, and is always beaten by his wives so that he can't find his way.

He lost on purpose.

The wives harvested the money, and he spent his time by himself. This is what he deserves, so why not do it?

Not long after today's card game started, someone outside suddenly yelled: "Crispy pears, sweet and crispy pears..."

After hearing the yelling, Chen Sheng frowned inexplicably.

He pretended to be calm, and continued to play for a while, and then he excused himself to make things easier, and dragged Qingqing over to let Qingqing beat him instead.

Exit the flower hall, accelerate, and go through the back door.

There was a secluded alley outside the back door, and in the alley stood a young man wearing a big Malianpo straw hat.

He was holding a bamboo basket in his hand, which was really full of pears.

"big boss."

"Say!"

The young man quickly approached, and whispered: "Boss, at midnight last night, a group of strangers appeared in the mansion to meet that Murong."

Chen Sheng said: "Oh? What kind of stranger?"

"The age is generally under 40 years old, and the actions are very fast. They should all be masters. The brothers even counted them, at least more than 30."

"Where's the weapon?"

The young man said: "I didn't find any weapons. But it's very strange, each of them is carrying a box."

This was beyond Chen Sheng's expectations: "A box?"

"The box should be made of iron. It looks square, and its size is larger than ordinary drawers, with a thickness of about one foot."

"..."

Where did the stranger come from?What the hell are you bringing?

Chen Sheng couldn't understand it.

But what is basically certain is that the decisive battle between Xie and Yan is imminent, and a lot of unfamiliar faces sneaked into Mianyang suddenly, which is definitely not a good thing.

"And then, where did they go?"

"Oh, they only stayed in the mansion for a while, and left immediately. The brothers followed from a distance, and found that these people hadn't gone far. A little east of Zhuque Street, there is an inn called 'Ying Sifang', and that's where they lived. Where to stay."

"well done."

Chen Sheng nodded, took out a 500 tael bank note from his sleeve, and handed it to the young man.

"You keep a close eye on your position, keep staring at the mansion, and come to me immediately if you have any situation. When we meet next time, remember to change the password, change it to grind the knife during the day, and meow three times at night."

"As ordered!"

The young man grinned, and received the bank note happily: "Boss, my subordinates will leave."

"Go..."

Come and go without indecent!
Since Murong Qiudi can put Qingqing by his side, how can Master Chen just sit and wait for death?

This young man's surname is Zhao, his name is Zhao Yue. He used to be a guard in the mansion, and he has been guarding the door for Chen Sheng in the backyard.

Miss Murong has a suspicious personality. Since she came, Zhao Yue was quickly transferred from the backyard to the front door, and even gave a "boo-cha", changing from a guard to a secret whistle.

It's not that simple for the guard to dim the sentry post. It's the same as standing guard, but the income is directly reduced by half!
Fame, status, interests, all changed in an instant, who can bear it?
Zhao Yue was quite resentful in his heart, and Chen Sheng had treated him kindly in the first place, so the "combination" of the following two people was a matter of course.

Smart people know how to choose, after all, money is everything.

……

that night.

Chen Sheng arranged Qingqing properly with skillful movements, changed into casual clothes and went out.

Unexpectedly, after approaching "Welcome the Quartet", he was dumbfounded!
Those strangers didn't know how much they paid, but the inn was actually fully booked, and there was a closed sign outside, so no one could get in.

Chen Sheng frowned, and quickly found a quiet place to observe with a telescope.

You don't know if you don't look at it, and it's even trickier to see it.

——Those strangers took advantage of the large number of people and adopted the method of "sleeping in shifts". No matter how late it was, they would always leave four to six people on duty, sealing off all directions, and it was almost watertight.

What's even more frightening is that every night watchman has a small bell tied to his body!

It may not be difficult to subdue a secret whistle by sneaking over, but before subduing it, what method can you use to stop the bell from "ding ding ding"?
"..."

The tighter the defense, the more serious the situation is. Miss Murong is holding back some poisonous tricks?
Chen Sheng was helpless for a moment.

Since you can't get in from the outside, can you find a way from the inside?

For example, so many people always have to eat, what if we catch the person in charge of grocery shopping and force him to question him?

Chen Sheng quickly vetoed it again.

Pressing questions is easy, but what should you do after pressing them?
Put people back?When people go back and yell, it is easy to startle the snake.

Kill and silence?The people who went out suddenly disappeared, what do you think they would think?Will it lead to worse results later?
Chen Sheng didn't dare to gamble, so he was in a dilemma...

In the next few days, either during the day or late at night, he would sneak over to investigate secretly.

Chen Sheng discovered that the leader of these people was a black-faced big man, about 30 years old, usually unsmiling, but speaking with weight, the younger ones were quite convinced.

He also observed another important point:
These people seem to come from the same place, and their eating habits are relatively similar. It seems that they can't eat too spicy food, and they have a soft spot for all kinds of seafood.

I'm not from Central Sichuan, my hometown is rich in aquatic products...

Well, the range is huge!

Chen Sheng could only tentatively infer that they might have come from somewhere in the south of the Yangtze River and had a close relationship with Murong Qiudi.

For three days in a row, Chen Sheng didn't see anyone open the box, so he was very disappointed.

Until the early morning of the fourth day, the black-faced leader suddenly made a move!
With a suitcase on his back, he went out quietly in the dark, walking farther and farther, even out of the city, and came to the maple forest by the river.

Chen Sheng couldn't hide his joy, and followed him all the way.

The black-faced man seemed to be observing the terrain, muttering words, and measuring back and forth with steps.This maple grove was just a small piece of forest, so he didn't need to work so hard, but he tossed and tossed it many times until the sky brightened.

Finally, the big black-faced man walked out from the center of the woods, walking a full two hundred steps.

He finally put down the box behind his back, covered his mouth and nose with a black scarf, and then solemnly opened it.

What will be inside?

Chen Sheng held his breath and stared at the telescope.

???

!!!

The black-faced man actually took out a "crow" from the box!
Upon closer inspection, it turned out that it was not a live crow, but a bird image woven out of something. The whole body of that thing was pitch black, its wings were straight, and there were two rockets with fuzes under its belly.

What the hell!

Chen Sheng almost blurted out: "Shenhuo Flying Crow!"
It's too much, Murong Qiudi actually used a firearm, and it looks like it's very poisonous!

It may be too precious, or it may be because he is afraid of destroying the scene, the black-faced man waited until he left the scene, and did not ignite the test shot.

Chen Sheng saw it.

He should be collecting data, calculating angles, and preparing for the fatal blow...

(End of this chapter)