Forensic lady champion husband

Chapter 69

Du He hummed a little tune and poured himself a drink in the room. If the cup was not tea but spirits, that would be the best.

But who made him have a task, so he can't be greedy.

Speaking of the mission entrusted to him by benefactor, he was a little excited when he thought about it, but he still had to pack his clothes before he acted.

"Are you planning to go out in the street dressed like this?" Luo Qiyu stared at him with loving eyes that cared for the heartless youth while eating melon seeds, "You are dressed in night clothes, and the wind outside is tight now, so you are not afraid of being hunted down by the government?"

Du He tightened his cuffs and said, "It's not like going out now, only at night."

Luo Qiyu said: "Then what are you doing in this outfit so early?"

Du He pulled an azure Yueluo long gown from the rack and put it on over his night clothes. He got up and was about to go out. He said casually, "I'll go to the Qiyu Pavilion again."

Luo Qiyu pursed her lips and said with great reluctance: "Still looking for your 'stick'?"

Du He said: "If you don't help me find it, I can only go by myself."

Luo Qiyu sighed and said: "I swore, if I don't go back, I won't go back!"

Since being "hijacked" by Luo Qiyu last time, one of Du He's sticks has been left there.Later, Qiyu Pavilion was sealed up, changed hands, and reopened. It has been renamed Huancai Building, and a stick is also missing. Who asked Du He to paint the refined iron weapon and disguise it as a broken wooden stick? People were thrown away as clothes poles.

Du He had already walked out of the room, and a voice came from outside the door: "Don't rub melon seeds in my room all the time, lock the door when you leave!"

Luo Qiyu propped her chin up angrily, threw the melon seeds back into the small basket, cursed softly, but her slender willow eyebrows gradually frowned.

I wonder if I should tell Du He that she probably knows the whereabouts of the broken stick?
But Du He searched in the Huancai Building but found nothing, and found that Luo Qiyu's bedroom was occupied by a frivolous woman with heavy makeup in the past, and he was even more unhappy.

Isn't Luo Qiyu frivolous?She clamored to marry herself as soon as they met.But Du He always involuntarily leaned toward her. To put it bluntly, he didn't think Luo Qiyu was a bad person, so he would rather come up with a reasonable reason for everything she did—helping Ding Wei spy on Yan Ziqin's movements was her last resort. What's more, she didn't get any effective information, what's more, she was willing to share troubles with him in the cold cellar...

So he has always concealed that she had done Ding Wei's secret work, Yan Ziqin is a kind-hearted person, Qu Mingshu is a big-hearted person, whether intentionally or unintentionally, or simply because of his affection, they did not treat Luo Qiyu Said a serious word.

Du He leaned against the corner of the wall, watching the cars running like flowing water and the horses like dragons, feeling puzzled in his heart.

Due to his affection, what is the relationship between him and Luo Qiyu?It's not so much a relationship, it's better to say that Luo Qiyu intended to "influence" him, making Du He get used to her existence and then accept her, from as small as coming to drink tea and snacks every day, as big as cutting clothes and quilts for him, you know, since childhood Luo Qiyu, who was raised as an oiran, had never learned the needlework of these ordinary girls.

At first, he thought that Luo Qiyu came to eat and drink because he had no money, and he offered to give her money, but she took special care of her with eyes like a fool.

With a long sigh, he rested his head on the wall weakly, half of his face was sunk in shadow, full of melancholy.

It's a pity that his melancholy temperament didn't last for three seconds. A basin of ice water suddenly fell from the sky, followed by an angry roar from an old lady upstairs: "Little pervert, it's getting dark and guarding the door of a married woman. What virtue!"

With a dazed expression on his face, Du He looked up at the woman with perverted eyebrows and slammed the window shut, shaking off her drenched clothes.Passers-by laughed, and a well-meaning person explained: "This is a famous crazy woman here. She was originally an old prostitute who was ignored by no one, but she always thought she was the general's wife. She swore not to go downstairs for more than ten years. She had to wait for her husband." Come back, go away, it will be a disaster if the crazy woman treats you as her husband!"

Du He left resentfully, seeing that it was getting late, it was time to go to Li's house, but he was drenched all over, and it was too late to change, so he had to find a corner, wring out his clothes as much as possible, and hurried to Li's house.

Although he is not an expert at picking doors and locks, he is superior in his light body and nimble hands and feet. He climbed up to the roof of Li's house. Fortunately, the crescent moon was like a hook, and under the cover of night along the way, he carefully touched Li Zhong's house. top.

Li Zhong's room was pitch-black, and he thought he would not go to bed so early, so most likely he was not at home, so Du He took the opportunity to turn over and enter the window, lying on the beam, holding his breath and waiting for someone to come back.

Yan Ziqin suspected that Li Zhong was in collusion with the murderer and deliberately destroyed the evidence, so he asked Du and his accomplice pretending to be the murderer to kidnap Li Zhong. If there are too many, there is no loss in cheating.

The night was so quiet, and it was not yet the time when the cicadas were singing sadly. Du He lay on the beam in the dark and almost fell asleep. His whole body was shaken, and he almost fell off the beam. He grabbed hold of the beam and stabilized himself, but a belt of his clothes was hanging down, and he didn't even notice it.

Li Zhong has a gray beard and gray hair. He is almost 60 years old. His eyes are still sharp, but his ears have begun to age before other parts.He often lamented how sharp he was when he started his career with Li Weiyong, but when others asked about the details, he frowned and waved his hands, as if he didn't want to mention that time again.

So he didn't notice the uninvited guest on the beam, so he directly lit the oil lamp, sat on the chair and took a nap.

The four walls were hollow, and after a brief dazzle, Du He quickly saw everything. Behind Li Zhong was a row of bookshelves and a book case. On the case were several account books and a set of old four treasures of the study. A narrow pine bed with no flowers on it made people sigh. The Li family was in the jewelry business, but the manager who held the power of the house was so simple. The narrow bed even more implied that this person was alone, without a wife or concubine.

Maybe it was Li Weiyong himself who was extravagant and had a lot of wives and concubines, but treated his subordinates too harshly, which forced Li Zhong to have a murderous intention instead?
After half a stick of incense, Li Zhong got up silently, walked slowly towards the blank wall in front of him, and with a slight push, the wall turned out to be a secret door that could be pushed and pulled. Du He was excited to see that there must be something hidden behind the door. secret.

When he tried his best to see clearly, he was stunned. There was no secret room behind the door. There was only a simple altar with a few memorial tablets on it and a few sticks of incense in front of it. The words were all blocked by the complicated carvings on the tablet, so Du He couldn't see who Li Zhong was enshrining.

Whose tablet is it that hides it so mysteriously?

I saw Li Zhong kneeling in front of the altar, bowing down piously, chanting words in great pain, as if he was confessing, just prostrated himself, but stood up abruptly, looking at the beam with bright tiger eyes.

"Who!" Li Zhong said, he had already picked up the chair beside him and threw it upwards. It would be hard for normal people to imagine that such a sixty-year-old steward would have such capable skills.

He turned out to be a trainer!Startled, Du He turned over and jumped down, unable to figure out how Li Zhong found himself.

It turned out that the belt of his clothes hanging down the beam was not dry, and a drop of water dripped down in front of Li Zhong, and he noticed it.

Now that everyone has jumped off, let's go hard!I'm afraid that an old man will fail!

Du He went up without saying a word, but he didn't expect to be defeated by Li Zhong.I am old, and my strength is not as strong as that of the younger generation, but Li Zhong is quick and ruthless in his shots, and Du He is still dreaming until he is cornered - why am I being suppressed by him step by step to the point where there is no way out?
Li Zhong's origin is not simple, his technique is simple and rough, and his moves are aimed at the most vulnerable throat of the opponent. It is the most vile gangster move in martial arts. However, some masters disdain this way, but it may not be the case in a real fight. The rival of the bandits.Fortunately, Li Zhong was getting old, and for some reason he hesitated to make a move, and Du He was a hard-headed man who became more and more frustrated and never gave up, so he got the opportunity, instead, he intercepted Li Zhong's elbow, and a goshawk broke his wings, Grabbing his throat, Li Zhong couldn't fly even with his wings.

Du He didn't dare to take it lightly, put more strength in his hands, and quickly glanced at the tablet, but the words on it were beyond his imagination.

Xue Gong taboos the throne of Hanliang
Master of Xue Gongxian's Xu family

Why did Li Zhong enshrine the tablets of Xue Hanliang and his wife?Sensing that Li Zhong was struggling, Du He had no choice but to tighten his grip on this old man who could be his grandfather.

"Who are you? What do you want to do?" Li Zhong asked through gritted teeth.

Du He didn't want to talk, and wanted to rob Li Zhong directly, but after seeing Xue Hanliang's tablet, he felt a little subtle, and lowered his voice: "After Li Weiyong died, you don't know me anymore?"

Li Zhong was surprised and said: "You are one of the two children! You have avenged your revenge, you should be satisfied, let me go, don't forget that it is thanks to me that you can survive!"

two children?Du He was puzzled, and forgot to pretend his voice, and said, "You are atonement."

The gray cigarette slowly rose in front of the cold memorial tablet, and Li Zhong suddenly burst into tears as if he was about to collapse, and murmured: "It's been 30 years, I can't sleep at night, it's really an atonement!"

Du He was thinking about the meaning of his words, but Li Zhong's eyes slanted, he pulled off Du He's face scarf with his backhand, and said sharply: "You really are not him, with such a young voice, how could it be him!"

It turned out that his behavior just now was all fake. Du He was shocked, he didn't expect this old fox to be so powerful, and it was too late to catch Li Zhong back.

When Yan Ziqin and Ming Shu returned home, they brought back a stack of files, which were all related to the case of the Xue family extermination 30 years ago.

"It turns out that the conclusion of the murder of 49 members of Xue's family was that bandits robbed money and killed people, and Liang Kuan and Li Weiyong were never found." Ming Shu stretched her waist and said wearily.

Yan Ziqin put down the case file and said: "Although there are many doubts, no one mentioned them after the incident. After all, Xue Hanliang's mother was the only one left in Xue's family. She escaped unharmed because she was sent to a village in the suburbs by an unfilial son. She died of illness shortly after the incident. No one will avenge them any more."

Mingshu had already dozed off on Yan Ziqin's lap, and said with drowsy eyes, "Revenge, is it really useful?"

Yan Ziqin saw that she had found the most comfortable position on his knees, rubbed against him docilely, and hugged his waist, as if she was very attached, so he reached out and stroked her rosy cheeks, couldn't help laughing He said, "Are you sleepy again? Why are you always sleepy lately, or else don't follow the busy schedule tomorrow and rest for a few days."

Ming Shu, who was half asleep and half awake, shook her head like a rattle, and whispered: "No, you are not allowed to leave me at home, tomorrow... tomorrow I will get up early... stop the carriage..."

I couldn't hear the words behind, and seemed to have fallen asleep.

Yan Ziqin smiled helplessly, what about waking up early, if she could get up early, the sun would come out from the west, she could eat and sleep, she would really be like a piglet.Helping her take off the cumbersome robe, carefully carried her from the bamboo couch to the bed, covered her with a silk quilt, sat by the bed, and looked at her around her slightly messy hair, as if she couldn't get enough of it.

Probably only when she was asleep, he had the nerve to look at her. She must not know that Yan Ziqin, who used to get up early and had to study, would often lie on the pillow and stare at her silly sleeping face in a daze after waking up. Forget all the books.

As the shadow of the moon shone on the window screen, Yan Ziqin suddenly remembered that Du He should be back. Could there be any accidents?
Probably not, he has seen Du He's skills before, and he will never lose to an old manager with gray beard and hair and powerless hands.

Ming Shu next to her suddenly groaned and turned over unsteadily. Yan Ziqin patted her back through the quilt with a smile, once or twice, in keeping with the rhythm of her heartbeat, calmly and gently.

I don't know what kind of dream she had again. It's strange that she doesn't believe in ghosts, but she believes in fate and reincarnation, and even more in dreams. Before, she dreamed that her father-in-law's house was on fire, and she felt uneasy, and talked to him several times.Yan Ziqin didn't dare to leave until Ming Shu's brows opened and his breathing calmed down. He wandered in the moonlit courtyard, wondering why Du He hadn't come back yet.

Luo Qiyu also got up and looked at it three times, but there was still no movement, and she just lay back on the bed, drawing circles with her fingertips on the quilt, thinking whether the broken wooden stick was really so important to Du He, and whether it was worth it. Take a chance.

Suddenly, the door lock rang at the gate, and Xu An, who was guarding the gate, ran to Yan Ziqin's courtyard and announced, "Second Young Master Du is back!"

Yan Ziqin pushed open the courtyard door and hurriedly said, "How?"

Before Xu An could reply, he heard Du He's voice: "Near death."

(End of this chapter)