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Chapter 89 The Murder Weapon Embroidery Needle
Young Master Chen, who was not easy to find, was shot to death by a cold arrow. The premise that Chen Ru promised them that they would let go was to rescue Young Master Chen safely!Now that the person was not rescued and died on the spot, Lu Heng was worried for half the night, fearing that there would be bad news.

Hearing this now, how could you not be overjoyed?After pondering for a while, he finally understood, "So, I'm afraid we have to thank those unscrupulous assassins?"

If they hadn't wanted to take the bottom line and kill Chen Xiaogong, they wouldn't have angered Chen Ru, and they would definitely fight with them forever.

Yan Zheng stopped suddenly, turned his head to look at Lu Heng, his eyes were like the deep sea under the night, and the dark tide was surging.

"What's wrong?" Lu Heng was puzzled.

"Brother really thinks that Young Master Chen was killed by the person behind the scenes?" Yan Zheng asked calmly.

"Otherwise?" Besides them, who else?When he was about to blurt out, Lu Heng suddenly thought of something. "The death of Young Master Chen prompted Chen Ru to stop keeping his mouth shut in grief and indignation. Wouldn't those people have thought of it? Otherwise, they wouldn't just want to take something from Young Master Chen and send it to threaten Chen Ru."

Thinking of this, Lu Heng's expression changed, "If it wasn't them, then who would it be? Could it be... that she was with that female thief again?" Yes, otherwise why did she appear so coincidentally tonight? "There is also the Xiaolongqi in Tianzi No. [-], who was taken away as you expected. How did you expect this? What did you hide from me? Is it all related to that female thief? That female thief Where did the thief come from?"

Speaking of which, just now when Xue'an confronted the female thief, it was also a little different from usual.

Yan Zheng didn't answer his words, he just stopped for a moment, not knowing what to think, when Lu Heng frowned and called him, he suddenly spun his heels, turned around and walked back in big strides.

Lu Heng was startled, and hurriedly followed, "What are you going to do?"

"Didn't you say that? Those people originally planned to take the things from Young Master Chen and send them to Mr. Chen Gel, but how did they get them in?" Yan Zheng said while walking quickly.

When Lu Heng heard this, his complexion also changed drastically. The two brothers stopped talking and walked towards the cell where Chen Ru was imprisoned.

But after waiting to push the door open, what they saw made the two of them stop suddenly.

Chen Ru was still in the same posture that Yan Zheng had just entered, sitting with his back facing the prison door, but his head had already drooped.

Yan Zheng stood by the door, Lu Heng came to his senses, hurried forward to feel his breath and neck veins, finally, raised his eyes stiffly, and shook his head slightly at Yan Zheng.

Yan Zheng's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he did not speak, only the corners of his mouth slightly pursed.

"Go and call Crazy Xing." The two mutes guarding the door were so frightened that they immediately knelt down when they saw the situation inside the door. Hearing Yan Zheng's order, one of them answered "yes" and went He got up in a hurry, and ran out almost staggeringly.

"Xue'an!" Lu Heng sent a confession to Yan Zheng.

Earlier, Yan Zheng asked someone to prepare a pen, ink, paper and inkstone in this cell, so that Chen Ru could use it at any time when he figured it out.

The confession was placed in front of Chen Ru, spread evenly, and pressed with a paperweight. After Yan Zheng read it hastily, he only felt ironic. He looked up at Chen Ru's body, his eyes darkened.

As soon as Crazy Xing heard that someone had died in the prison, he came quickly, and he didn't need to ask for instructions when he entered the door, so he lit the Cangzhu, put on the tools and began to examine Chen Ru's body.

Lu Heng took the confession form from Yan Zheng, and looked at it carefully again, with a confused look on his face, "Could this be what he asked you to pick up tomorrow morning?"

Yan Zheng was speechless, watching Crazy Xing's autopsy silently, until when Crazy Xing forced out two embroidery needles from Chen Ru's Shenting and Baihui acupoints, his pupils behind the mask suddenly trembled, but he Zilai is a person who doesn't change his expression even in front of the collapse of Mount Tai, not to mention his face is covered with a mask, so no one notices his strangeness at that moment.

"There is no other trauma, these two embroidery needles are the murder weapon." Crazy Xing quickly finished the inspection, packed up his tools, cleaned his hands, and said while holding up the wine gourd and taking a sip of wine.

"It's an embroidery needle again, it was just for saving people, but today it's for killing people. I said, if you want to break into the prison of our Silent Division and kill people like this silently, isn't that the ability of gods and ghosts? If it's that female thief again, it would make sense." Lu Heng said bitterly, and raised his head to look at the transom above the stone wall, which was only one foot square.It is not impossible for a master of lightness kungfu to shoot the embroidery needle from outside the transom to hit the two fatal points on the top of Chen Ru's head.

After Lu Heng finished speaking, his eyes fell on Yan Zheng, that female thief didn't think much of them, how to catch her now?Then through her, find out who is behind her?For Lu Heng, this is naturally an unsolvable problem, but he firmly believes that it will not be a problem for his Xue'an.

Yan Zheng didn't seem to understand what he meant at all, he just stared at the two embroidery needles, wondering what he was thinking.When Lu Heng called him suspiciously, he came to his senses, but carefully folded up the confession in his hand.

Thin lips parted slightly, and he said to Lu Heng, "Have someone take care of this cell and the body carefully, and get ready, we're afraid we're going to enter the palace."

In the early morning, Yan Wanwan braved the rain and returned to Chunhe Archway, stood under the archway of Chunhe Jingming for a while, then turned around and returned to Chunzhi Pavilion.

The rain was getting lighter, but it hadn't stopped yet, pattering and rustling on the umbrella surface.

Not far from the Chunzhi Pavilion, Yan Wanwan happened to see Zhui'er tussling with a young man whom he had never seen before. As if running away, Zhui'er didn't stop calling him, holding the things in his hand, with a dazed expression on his face.

Yan Wanwan walked over and asked, "Who is that?"

Hearing this question, Zhui'er suddenly came to his senses and said, "Shopkeeper, are you back? That man... that man I helped him once earlier, that time Mr. Zheng Wu rode his horse on the street , almost knocked him down, I spoke uprightly, and helped him ask Zheng Wuye for a round of silver taels. I didn't expect him to be so sympathetic, insisting on giving me this pancake, but I said no, he threw it away and ran away. It really is……"

Zhui'er weighed the pancakes in his hand, and said to Yan Wanwan, "The shopkeeper is ready for breakfast? Why don't you eat one too? I saw that there are several wrapped here."

"I'm not hungry!" Yan Wanwan shook her head lightly while putting away her umbrella, "Besides, that's his wish, what's the matter if I eat it?"

"Then what's the matter? It's just a cake. If you give it to me, it's mine. It's my business who I give it to, right? I helped him once, but I didn't expect him to repay it. Now this time Forget it, if we meet again in the future, I'll invite him back again." Zhui'er followed Yan Wanwan into the door, nonchalantly said.

Yan Wanwan shook her head and couldn't help but laugh. This child, Zhui'er, is a bit chivalrous, probably because of her pact with him, right?
(End of this chapter)