There are carved beams and painted buildings everywhere, bead curtains and jade biscuits. Food and wine, elegant songs and famous actors and actresses.
The heroes, rich and famous people downstairs were all drunk and their faces were red. They were laughing, singing and cursing, making a lot of noise.
Human nature has always been about food.
It is said that the elegance of drinking tea, poetry and wine is in fact inseparable from the pursuit of beauty, luxury and chaos.
Even those who are saints in literature, immortals in paintings, and virtuous people who write graffiti and essays are actually burdened by the worldly appearances and earn their fame and fortune by painting red and black.
Luofan followed the little girl all the way to the private room on the second floor.
In the elegant room, the bead curtain is half-draped, the carpet is red and bright, and there are embroideries everywhere. There is a main seat at the front, and there are four tables and several guest seats on both sides. The guest seats are placed with fruits and preserved meat. There is also a brocade curtain behind the room to cover it, which should be
A bedroom for drinkers to take a nap.
At this time, a woman in a white orchid-embroidered skirt was sitting in the main seat. She was no more than twenty years old, with a hairpin of gold and silver, long hair, and elegant sideburns. She had a bright moon face and white skin. She had a beautiful appearance and a fragrant temperament.
When the woman saw Luo Fan entering the house, she had a pair of spring eyes hiding wisdom, and she looked even more radiant!
He stood up and gave a gentle salute, raised his eyes and said, "Sir, young lady, Qiu Guan, you are polite."
Luo Fan bowed and folded his palms, humbly returning the courtesy: "I'm here, Luo Fan. Girl, there's no need to be polite."
When I stood up and took another look at the woman's appearance, I was surprised.
Unexpectedly, there are such beautiful ladies in the land of romance, and they are definitely not just fireworks.
Sure enough, there are all kinds of things in the real world, how can there be so much thought in appearance.
After reciting the ceremony, the two sat down opposite each other.
"Young Master, he is very impressive, and I am lucky to be able to make friends with him. Now that he has entered Feng Yue Tower, the young lady will definitely be happy to entertain you. I wonder if Young Master likes to play the piano, sing and dance, or write poems and drink wine?"
Qiu Guan sat upright and greeted each other, and they naturally became familiar with each other.
"I only like to drink. Just give me a couple of bottles of good wine and let the girl chat with me."
"I am a wine lover, so I should accompany you. The store has a new batch of sorghum wine, which tastes delicious. What do you think, sir?"
"good."
Luofan smiled and nodded. But he was a little more surprised. Just now, the little girl who led him in could tell that he was a newcomer. Now, Qiuwen could see that she likes to drink sorghum wine. It seems that Qicheng
The feng shui is not bad, and the girls here are unusually smart.
However, Qiu Guan Luofan is simple and lacks elegance, so he is definitely not born into a wealthy family. Moreover, he has a neat and heroic personality, does not like vanity, and is not an arty person. Such a down-to-earth person should like ordinary people to drink.
of sorghum spirits.
The two toasted and chatted, having fun.
One is not distant from one another, and the other is talking about things but not heart to heart. Even if the words are confused, we get along harmoniously. We know the truth and false feelings, so why not laugh like a family! Traveling in the world, we meet by chance in different ways, and we come and go according to our own circumstances.
point.
When Luofan first arrived, he was curious about the affairs of Qicheng. Miss Qiuwen analyzed everything about Qicheng and explained it to him in detail.
Like friends, we treat each other with respect and care.
After a jar of wine, Luofan was half intoxicated. Qiuwen was still clear and bright, sitting upright and quiet and elegant, as if a leaf of orchid was blooming quietly!
Luofan's face was rosy, his eyes were blurry, and he was about to leave.
At this time, he suddenly heard the sound of three different footsteps in the corridor. The leader was walking fast and heavy, as fast as the wind. Luofan heard that this was the pace of the god catching Zhao Xue!
Zhao Xue practiced Qin Wu swordsmanship, and his leg skills were extremely strong, and he walked so fast. The other two people could only keep up with Zhao Xue at a trot, and they were obviously in a panic and panting. They should be ordinary fast-moving people.
Knowing in his heart that something is happening, Luofan still drinks happily.
With a "bang", the door was kicked open hard, and Zhao Xue burst in with two detectives.
Luofan and Qiu Juan were generally calm, and neither of them seemed to react.
Zhao Xue came to Luo Fan, grabbed his collar, and pulled him up from his seat.
"Follow me!" Zhao Xue ordered arrogantly!
"If you bother me today, I'll come back to see you tomorrow."
Luofan was forced to stand up, but he was not angry. He took out fifty taels of silver notes and put them on the table.
Qiuwen stood up to see the guests off and smiled lightly: "There is no need to be polite. Since I am the girl making friends, there is no need to leave any money."
Luofan smiled slightly, like a nymphomaniac.
Zhao Xue rolled her eyes when she saw this and dragged Luofan away.
After leaving Fengyue Tower, the sky was gray and it was not bright yet.
Luofan closed his eyes, stretched out his arms, and stood on the street, letting the cool breeze wake him up.
Zhao Xue urged impatiently: "Let's go. Why are you still pretending?"
Luo Fan still stood and asked calmly: "Did that monk run away?"
Zhao Xuemou was startled and blurted out: "How do you know?"
Looking Luofan up and down, he thought to himself: Could it be that someone from the chief arrest department could give him a message? No, he is just a small catcher, and he doesn't have any good popularity!
Luo Fan closed his eyes and continued: "In addition to the monk's escape, you would not come to me to catch a little head for anything else. A seriously injured fugitive would not make you so anxious. There may be other things. I don't understand.
Did Hui tie up someone again?"
Zhao Xue couldn't help but admire Jian Luofan for guessing what was going on in just a few words.
He frowned and said: "Last night, while everyone was tired, the monk killed three jailers and escaped. What's worse, he kidnapped the little junior sister! You know the most clues. Follow me immediately and help us find it.
he!"
Xue Yuran was arrested again?!
Luofan's face was cold, and he felt a little contempt in his heart. He didn't know whether to laugh at her for bringing it upon herself, or to sympathize with her poor fate. If this smart person didn't have the ability, he would be really unlucky.
He slowly lowered his arms, took a long breath, and then looked at Zhao Xue. He replied: "I can't go back to the Chief Police Department with you. I still have things to do."
Zhao Xuefeng's eyes turned cold, and Qin Wu's diamond sword was unsheathed in an instant. The cold light of the sword's edge was dazzling, and it hit Luo Fan's neck.
Unable to refuse, Hengdao said: "Don't go back with me! Don't blame me for being rude."
Luo Fan was surprised. This Zhao Xue was really a young lady from the world of martial arts, and her temper was too bad! This sword is not a child's toy, so you can just pull it out!
Ignoring the approaching sword, Luofan took his time and told him the information he knew in detail:
"The monk's name is Wukai, and he is now the great monk of Yuanjue Temple in the southern suburbs of Qicheng. He was originally a monk of Huijin Temple in the eastern suburbs. Five years ago, Huijin Temple was massacred by strongmen, and he changed to Yuanjue Temple.
Temple. Yesterday, I found the remaining footprints of monks' shoes at several sites. I also found out that wealthy families in Qicheng had the habit of asking monks to chant sutras and pray for blessings during annual funerals, so I followed them to Yuanjue Temple.
After investigation, it was found that the only one with enough time and ability to commit the crime was Monk Wu Ai. Based on the track of Wu Ai's appearance in Qicheng in recent days, he traced the abandoned Huijin Temple to the secret passage under the dry well in the backyard of Huijin Temple.
, I found Xue Yuran. That’s all I know. Now, you don’t need me to go back to the Chief Police Department with you, right?"
Zhao Xue frowned slightly and questioned: "There are so many of us, how come we didn't find any monk's footprints at the scene?"
Luo Fan explained again: "If you want to catch the murderer, you must understand the murderer's mind. Understand the meaning behind every action he makes when he commits a crime. Even the way he walks and the intervals between his breaths. If you can resonate with the murderer,
, observe everything from the murderer's perspective, and you will be able to find every route he took and every hiding place. Hundreds of you people searched randomly, and even if there were clues, they would be gone. Moreover, I know very well that hope
"Qi Jue' can see traces that ordinary people cannot see."
How can a person in the right way use the murderer's ideas to solve a case? The wrong way!
And "Wangqi Jue?", isn't that a unique skill that is not passed down to others? How could he know it?
The matter was urgent and there was no time to ask in detail.
Zhao Xue left a cold rebuke: "Since you are wearing official clothes, don't hang out in sensual places and ruin the reputation of my chief arrest officer. Go back and stay well. I will ask you for questions at any time!"
Then he took the people and left in a hurry.
Luo Fan Leng was disdainful, smiled mysteriously, carried the knife and walked towards West Street!