Jade Without Fragrance

   Chapter 70 Stealing Letters

  Lin Hao got the address from Liu Bo.

   Liu Bo was a little worried: "Second girl, if you have something to do, leave it to me, but you can't put yourself in danger."

   He thought of Du Qing, and his expression was solemn: "That fortune teller is just an ordinary person, but the young man next to him is a master who has seen blood. The second girl should stay away from this person."

   "I know, Uncle Liu, don't worry."

A few days later, Uncle Liu brought another news: "The fortune-teller goes to set up a stall under an old locust tree outside Shipan Hutong every day. Eat the jug and go back. The young man has been in the dark—"

   Speaking of this, Uncle Liu's expression became strange: "Second girl, who is the fortune teller, how can there be a master secretly protecting him?"

   "This... I can't tell Uncle Liu for the time being." Lin Hao looked apologetic.

  Uncle Liu smiled: "Er girl can't say it, but I still have to talk more and stay away from that young man."

   Lin Hao nodded in agreement, and quietly went out the next day.

   This time, she didn't ride Lin Xiaohua, she painted her face with some powder that was slightly darker than her skin tone, and her eyebrows were a lot thicker. At first glance, she looked like a little jade.

   She did not go straight to the new residence of Mingxin Zhenren, but went around Shipan Hutong.

  The vicinity of Shipan Hutong is a lively place, selling needles and thread, sesame seeds, fried dough sticks and tofu.

   Under a sturdy old locust tree, the fortune teller with all white beard and hair is sleepy, and the front of the hexagram stall is deserted.

  Lin Hao glanced at him from afar, and was sure that Mingxin Zhenren had set up a stall, so he went to his new place.

   The gray and white alley is deep and narrow, and going from one end to the end is not a dead end, but to another street. Such alleys are undoubtedly convenient for people to escape at certain times.

  Lin Hao stopped in front of an ordinary courtyard gate with a rusty lock on the door, which looked no different from other families.

  Ming Xin Zhenren's new residence is here.

  Lin Hao took out a wire from his sleeve and bent it, and after a while, it was locked and unlocked. She ducked in and closed the door, carefully looking around.

   Based on Lin Hao's understanding of Mingxin Zhenren, from the moment she stepped into the hospital door, she was killing every step of the way. For example, this seemingly unremarkable bluestone path leads directly to the door of the house. If you walk through it normally, you will be injured by the agency.

  Mingxin Zhenren is very good at organ techniques.

  Lin Hao observed it carefully, took the first tentative step, stopped and waited before taking the second step. In this way, the short distance from the courtyard gate to the house door took a quarter of an hour.

There are three steps   , Lin Hao stepped on the second step, pushed open the door and directly crossed the threshold.

  The light in the house is not very good. There is a dining table and four broken chairs in the small main room. Through observation, it can be judged that the east room is the living room of Mingxin Zhenren, and the west room is Du Qing's.

  Lin Hao first searched the East House.

  The bottom of the bed, pillows and bedding, boxes, cages and wardrobes, I checked and found nothing.

   She went to the Westinghouse again.

  The Westing House has much less objects than the East House, except for the bed and quilt, there is only a suitcase. After checking, the letters were still not found.

  Lin Hao returned to the East Room and started rummaging for the second time.

  The time passed little by little, and before you knew it, it was afternoon.

  Lin Hao beat his sore waist, feeling a little frustrated.

   Although she can avoid those hidden weapons, she has no confidence to hide from the teacher's eyes. When the teacher comes back, she will definitely find that someone has come.

   It can be said that she has only one chance.

Where will    be?

  Lin Hao glanced over the furnishings in the house.

  Teacher will not put letters on his body. A little fortune-teller in a place like the capital where the rich and powerful can tell what will happen, it is too unsafe to carry letters on his body.

   Those letters must be in these three rooms.

and many more!

   Lin Hao had a flash of inspiration and walked quickly to the main room.

   She rummaged the east and west rooms four or five times, but did not check the main room.

  There is really nothing to look at in the main room, except for a table and four chairs, and there is not even a long case. Lin Hao touched the table inch by inch, and his hands were greasy.

  There is no hidden compartment, this is an ordinary dining table, because it is too worn and short of one leg, and the bottom is cushioned with bricks.

   She examined the four chairs with equal scrutiny, and her eyes fell on the brick.

  Will it be—

   A thought flashed by, Lin Hao raised the leg of the table and pulled out the brick. The ground under the bricks didn't look like it had been pried open. She tapped it lightly, and it wasn't hollow.

   may be thinking too much.

  Lin Hao sighed and was about to put down the table legs he was holding up, but his movements suddenly stopped.

   She hooked her finger upwards and drew a roll of oil paper from the legs of the table.

   Opened the oiled paper, and there were several letters inside.

  The original short table leg had a section at the bottom that was hollowed out, and the letters were rolled up in oil paper and stuffed into the table leg.

  Lin Hao quickly opened a letter, glanced at it, and smiled.

   It is these letters that are correct!

   She put the letter in her arms, took the bricks and put them under the legs of the table, made sure everything was restored, and walked out of the door lightly.

  The autumn wind blows, blowing away the suffocation in the Kuyu house.

  Lin Hao stretched his hands and feet, skipped the first step, stepped on the second step, and walked to the gate of the courtyard in the opposite pattern to when he entered.

   She stretched out her hand to pull the door, but the door was slowly pushed open.

  Lin Hao's hair stood up all over his body, his back pressed against the wall and motionless.

  Teacher and Du Qing came back early?

   With Du Qing's skills, it's not easy for her to escape!

  Lin Hao turned countless thoughts in an instant, held his breath and waited for the opportunity.

   A man walked in with his head poking out.

   Lin Hao breathed a sigh of relief almost subconsciously.

   Not Du Qing!

   Because of this, she planned to forcefully rush out the moment the door was pushed open, but she didn't move at this moment.

   The person who came in took a few steps, and before he could see the layout of the courtyard, he was stabbed into his hip by a dark arrow flying from an unknown direction.

   The expected scream rang out.

  The man reached out to cover his buttocks and fell to the ground.

  Lin took a good look at the unconscious man, opened the door and stepped out.

   The alley was darker, but her footsteps were very light.

   Luckily, I got the letter smoothly, and the little thief interfered with the line of sight.

  Lin Hao went back to the General's Mansion, read several letters over and over, and let down his heart completely.

  Ren Mingxin closed the stall on time and bought a few biscuits to take home.

  The door is hidden.

   He stopped at the gate of the courtyard, his expression turned cold.

  Du Qingbi gestured for Mingxin Zhenren to stay aside and slowly pushed open the courtyard door.

   In the courtyard, it is clear at a glance that there is a person lying down.

  Du Qing walked over and kicked it with his feet, then squatted down to check: "I was hit by the poison quenched on the arrow and passed out, the villain went inside the house to have a look."

   After a while, he came out of the room and shook his head at Mingxin Zhenren: "There is no one in the room."

   (end of this chapter)