Picked up a dark secret martial world

Chapter 45 Probing
Han Ze was speechless for a long time.

At this time, a gust of autumn wind happened to blow through the courtyard, and the fallen leaves in the flower bed were flying in the wind, making a rustling sound.

After he came back to his senses, he recalled his interaction with Yuan Fang yesterday evening and every word he said.

If you think about it carefully, there are indeed many unreasonable things.

Yuan Fang is said to be aloof and aloof, not good at dealing with people, but yesterday she not only came to see him, but her expressions and words when chatting were also wrong, giving him a feeling of spring breeze.

The key is that there is no murderous intent in him, which is a bit abnormal.

Escort, that is a job where you have your head stuck in your belt every day. If Yuan Fang can serve as the young escort leader, he must have a lot of lives on his hands. Otherwise, how can he control the gang of desperadoes under his command? How can such a person be possible? Give people a feeling of spring breeze?

In particular, it was extremely unreasonable for Yuan Fang to find him an outsider to "entrust" him.

The Yuan family has been operating in Longshan County for decades and has countless relatives and friends. Do they need to find him, an outsider who they have only met once and doesn't know their roots, to take care of them?

Yesterday I just thought about staying away from right and wrong, but I didn't think that far at all.

Of course, this is an afterthought.

Now we need to confirm the news of Yuan Fang's death and the specific time of death.

Han Ze immediately asked Wang Fugui to investigate again, and then asked Mudan to help him call a carriage, put on his clothes, and went out with electric batons, grenades and other equipment.

Half a fraction later, Han Ze arrived at the Zhenwei Escort Agency in the west of the city.

To his surprise, the door of Zhenwei Escort Bureau was closed, and there were no government officials patrolling nearby like last time.

He sat in the carriage and waited for a full half hour. No one came out of the Zhenwei Escort Bureau, and no sound was heard. There was something strange in the silence.

Han Ze couldn't help but frown deeply.

"This matter is too weird. Even if Yuan Fang becomes a weirdo, why would she come to me? I have never harmed her."

"And you've become a weirdo. You won't take revenge yourself. Why did you come to me? Is it possible that there is something more terrifying than a weirdo?"

After thinking for a while, Han Ze couldn't figure out the reason, so he simply stopped thinking about it.

But now there is a question before him, what to do with that child?
"Why don't you go take a look first? Maybe there is no such person at all."

Thinking of this, he said to the carriage master: "Master, go to Dongcheng..."

An hour later, he came to Dongcheng again.

The dock was still bustling and bustling, but the merchant ship from last time was not seen.

The carriage passed through the busy streets along the river and headed towards Wujia Lane Street.

Soon I arrived at Wujiaxiang Street, followed the house number, and arrived at the door of No. 103.

After Han Ze got out of the car, he went up to pick up the green door knocker and knocked on it with a feeling of trepidation.

"Here we come." An old voice came from the courtyard, followed by the door creaking open, revealing a bright head with silver hair. The old woman's old face was crisscrossed with ridges, and she was confused: "Excuse me, this little brother, Who are you looking for?"

Han Ze looked past the old woman and towards the backyard behind her.

In the small courtyard, some flowers and plants were planted, and some wooden toys were placed in the middle of the courtyard. A little boy of about five or six years old was riding on a wooden horse.

Han Ze said: "Someone asked me to take care of her nephew."

The old woman's expression suddenly changed, and the next moment, muddy tears flowed from her old eyes.

Han Ze was extremely uneasy inside.

Judging from the old woman's performance, Yuan Fang's entrustment turned out to be genuine...

This made him a little dizzy.

"You, please come in."

The old woman suppressed the sadness in her heart and moved her body to invite Han Ze in.

In the courtyard, the little boy sitting on the wooden horse saw the old woman crying. He quickly ran over and hugged her thigh, and asked in a childish voice: "Grandma, why are you crying...please don't cry, okay?" Then the little boy Looking at Han Ze with an angry face, "Did you bully my grandma, you bad guy?"

The old woman wiped her tears, pulled the little boy and said, "Red, don't talk nonsense, this uncle is a good man."

The old woman let the little boy play in the yard and took Han Ze into the house.

Han Ze stopped the old woman from making tea, grabbed two large handfuls of broken silver, about 30 taels, from the special cloth pocket in his arms, put it on the table and said: "As a matter of trust and loyalty, you can use this money." Keep it first, I will come to visit you regularly in the future."

The money was brought over from the real world just this morning.

The old woman was silent, her old face full of unspeakable sadness.

Han Ze wanted to ask something, but in the end he suppressed his curiosity and stood up to say goodbye to the old woman.

Only then did the old woman come back to her senses and thanked her profusely.

Pulling the little boy "Red", he walked him to the door and then watched him leave.

……

On the way back, Han Ze had a headache.

I don't know why, but I feel a little uneasy.

He had a hunch that this matter was far from over.

When they arrived at the inner city, they happened to pass by He Xianglan's new residence, so they stopped the carriage.

The person who opened the door was He Xianglan's personal maid Xiuhe. This girl was very smart. When she saw Han Ze, she immediately shouted sweetly: "Master Han, you are here, please come in..."

Han Ze looked around after coming in. The small courtyard house where He Xianglan and the others lived was much smaller than the house he rented, and the building facilities inside were also very old. However, it was very cheap. The whole house was bought for only 50 taels.

He Xianglan walked out of the wing and shouted in a hoarse voice: "You're here."

"Well, I stopped by and came to visit some of the ladies." Han Ze said with a smile, "How are you, are you used to living here?"

As he spoke, his eyes unconsciously looked at He Xianglan's bulging breasts and plump buttocks, feeling that the blue robe was about to burst.

Han Ze couldn't help but feel warm inside.

The difference between boys and men is that boys like girls who are pure, cute and beautiful.

Men are different, they are simpler and like bigger breasts.

But old men are different, they prefer bigger ones.

As for those who like feet like Changyu, that’s BT.

Han Ze is somewhere between a man and an old man. He likes women with big breasts and has no resistance to women with big butts.

He Xianglan forced a smile and said, "Well, it's not bad. It's pretty good here."

This statement cannot be more false. The Huang Family Boxing Gym covers an area of ​​nearly 1 hectare, with dozens of various buildings, rockery, pavilions and pavilions.

Now that I'm in such a cramped place, I'd be damned if I could get used to it.

But He Xianglan didn't dare to show it at all. Now they were supported by Han Ze with money. How could they dare to pick and choose, whether they dislike this or that?

"Just get used to it." Han Ze ignored what He Xianglan was thinking and walked towards the house.

He Xianglan followed behind and explained: "Xiaoyun and Yilian are not feeling well and are resting in the room. I will call them right away."

"No, I'll just say a few words and leave." Han Ze took He Xianglan's arm.

The maid Xiu He who was following him turned around and went to work very discerningly.

He Xianglan followed Han Ze into the main room, closed the door, and bolted the door from the inside.

(End of this chapter)