The middle-aged man stood up and walked into the back room.
Because of the angle, Xiao Lingyue couldn't see what he did from the rooftop.
Only a few minutes passed.
The middle-aged man came out of the back room, handed a letter to the three dead soldiers kneeling on the ground, and ordered: "While the guard is not tight tonight, take this letter and deliver it to the delivery person in person.
', no mistakes are allowed!"
"Yes." The three of them accepted the letter and responded solemnly.
"Get up." The middle-aged man said.
As soon as the three of them stood up, Mr. Yan suddenly frowned: "It's safe for the three of us to go together, but the target is too big. I'm afraid it will attract people's attention."
The middle-aged man looked over: "What does Mr. Yan mean?"
Mr. Yan pointed at two of them: "You two go, we can take care of you if something happens, and the remaining one stays here in case of accidents."
"yes."
The three men took orders again.
When Xiao Lingyue saw this, she quietly covered the broken green tile and left silently.
Things are very clear now.
In the caravan, there were only three dead soldiers who were truly proficient in martial arts.
The middle-aged man and Mr. Yan are both ordinary people. As for the guards who were arranged to patrol the front and back yards, most of them did not know the inside story of the caravan and were pushed out under the guise.
The letter sent by a middle-aged man sent by two dead men must contain important information.
Just get the letter and get rid of the three dead soldiers.
The rest of the people are nothing to worry about.
In addition, Nanyan's dead soldiers all wore uniform hidden weapon wrist guards.
The antidote for the poisonous wrist-guard needles was not found on "Li Bihuai" before, but there might be one on these three people.
If you haven’t yet…
Xiao Lingyue could only take risks and sneak into the middle-aged man and Yan Lao's room to look for them. No matter what, she must find them.
The night is getting darker and darker.
Three-thirty in the morning is the time when people are most likely to feel tired and sleepy.
Most of the guards patrolling the living room had withdrawn, leaving only a few who were responsible for keeping watch. They were still standing at the door of the room, yawning and rubbing their eyes from time to time.
The lights in the middle-aged man and Yan Lao's room had long been extinguished, and they seemed to have fallen asleep.
The two dead men in cloaks, who looked like ghosts, quietly left the living room and walked along the dark Li's house to the most remote corner.
The night wind rustled the leaves and swayed the shadows.
Concealing their figures and footsteps.
At the same time, it also covered up Xiao Lingyue who was following them.
soon.
The two people walked to an extremely remote corner of the courtyard wall, stopped, and observed their surroundings vigilantly.
The two looked at each other and nodded.
One of them stayed where he was to watch the wind, while the other stepped lightly and quickly crossed the courtyard wall and fell into the alley on the other side.
"Bang." There was a slight sound.
at the same time.
A hand suddenly reached out from behind, and through a thick layer of cotton cloth, it suddenly covered another cloaked man who was watching the wind under the courtyard wall!
The cloaked man opened his eyes wide in shock and anger, and made a muffled sound in his throat: "Woooo..."
He didn't have time to struggle.
A large amount of drug powder stained on the cotton cloth poured into his mouth and nose.
Just a few seconds.
The cloaked man's limbs went limp and he fell weakly to the ground.
Xiao Lingyue stretched out her hand to support him, gently leaned his body against the wall, then quickly took off his black cloak and put it on herself.
The cloak is wide and large, completely black, regardless of gender.
Put it on your shoulders, cover even the uppers of your shoes, and put on the hood.
Looking from the front, only a little chin is exposed, and all facial features are hidden in shadow.
Not to mention in the dark night, even in broad daylight, if you don't look carefully, you won't be able to tell that there is a different person in the cloak.
This is called grafting!
The corners of Xiao Lingyue's mouth curled up, and she quickly arranged herself.