Seeing such a considerate girl, it was impossible for Li Qi to say that he had no trouble in his heart.
But to be honest, since he separated from Bai Mengxuan last time, he had dreamed about that woman several times.
And there are many times when he misses her.
Li Qi felt that he was a little overwhelmed with blessings. There was such a caring girl beside him, but he always thought about a woman who almost killed him.
I really don't understand whether I am a bitch or a masochist.
In Li Qi's concept, he is still relatively traditional. He feels that he can only marry one wife in his life and grow old with her.
As for having three wives and four concubines, it's not that he doesn't want to, but that he feels that he can't bear it both mentally and physically...
In less than three days, there was news from Yan Yuejun.
I have to say that bad people are really efficient at doing things.
Li Qi went to Bad Camp for the first time and found that the place was not big, and it was not as large as Tu Bo Shujie's escort agency.
When he saw Yan Yuejun in the hall, Li Qi smiled and said, "Brother Yan, I heard that you caught the murderer?"
Yan Yuejun nodded and said to Zuo Xianying who was standing aside: "Bring the person over and show him to Mr. Li."
"Yes, deputy commander."
Yan Yuejun asked Li Qi to sit on the Grand Master's chair aside and said, "Master Li, are you used to being in Kyoto these days?"
"Brother Yan, we are all brothers. There is no need to be so polite. If you really think highly of me, just call me Brother Li." Li Qi said with a smile.
Yan Yuejun smiled, said nothing but put the poured tea next to Li Qi: "This is a top-quality Kyoto brand. Brother Li, why don't you try it?"
Li Qi couldn't understand what this guy was doing. He had given away so much money a few days ago, why was it still the same as before?
Thinking about it, he picked up the tea cup and took a sip and said, "It is indeed good tea."
"Although I have been in Kyoto for many years, I have never tasted this kind of good tea a few times. Thanks to Brother Li's previous reward, I spent a lot of money to buy some back." Yan Yuejun picked up the teacup as he thought.
Take a sip.
Li Qi was stunned: Oh no, this guy is trying to rip him off!
Grandma, the money I gave you before was not enough, and now you want to make a fortune from yourself, you are not afraid of dying.
Okay! Since you just want it, I dare to give it to you!
"What Brother Yan said, isn't it just some tea leaves? Since the eldest brother wants to drink it, the younger brother can't neglect it."
As Li Qi spoke, he took out the 20,000 taels he brought with him. This time he did not hand it over, but put it on the table: "This money will be used as money for the younger brother to buy tea for the elder brother."
After saying that, he took his time and drank tea leisurely.
Yan Yuejun was really stunned when she saw that he had taken out so much money again.
He originally thought that this guy would give money to him when he met, but he wanted to see how much he could give away.
But who knew, this guy is really rich!
The question is where did he get so much money?
Looking at the banknotes on the table, Yan Yuejun gritted his teeth and thought to himself: Humph, you dare to give it away, but I still dare not ask for it?
Thinking about it, he took the banknote and stuffed it into his arms unceremoniously: "Brother Li is so polite. Brother Li will have to take more time to come to my place for tea in the future."
"Easy to say, easy to say."
Damn it, this guy is really greedy.
Fortunately, this young master made a big fortune before, so it doesn't matter if I give you tens of thousands of taels.
But I still have to look for opportunities to make some money in Kyoto in the future.
It is said that being an official makes money, but unfortunately I am a sesame and mung bean official with no oil or water at all.
After a while, Zuo Xianying brought up a monk who was tied up with five flowers. This monk looked to be in his thirties and was strong. Even though he was tied up, it still took two or three people to kneel him on the ground.
"Is he the murderer?" Li Qi glanced at the monk and asked.
Yan Yuejun nodded: "On the day of the incident, this man wandered around Zhang Yuanwai's residence several times. His whereabouts were suspicious, so I asked people to follow him and caught him in the mountain temple outside the city..."
Then he said to the monk: "Did you kill the person?"
"I killed him, what happened?"
Hearing this, Yan Yuejun glanced at Li Qi standing aside and smiled: "Brother Li, have you heard everything?"
Li Qi looked at the monk and asked after a moment: "Why did you kill Mrs. Zhang Yuanwai?"
The monk said nothing.
Li Qi asked again: "Where did you hide the head?"
The monk sneered and said, "I buried him."
"Where is it buried?"
"Outside the city, there is a farmhouse."
He couldn't explain why, but Li Qi always felt this was a bit strange.
Why would a monk kill Zhang Yuanwai's wife?
Just kill him and cut off his head?
Picture what?
"I'll ask you again, why did you kill people?" Li Qi said.
The monk glanced at him and laughed: "You want to know?"
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Zuo Xianying, who was standing next to the monk, raised his foot and kicked him, "If you continue to fuck me, believe it or not, I will chop you down right now?"
The monk was kicked to the ground, with a smile still on his face, which was very strange.
Li Qi said to Yan Yuejun: "Brother Yan, let's find the head first, so that we can give the deceased a complete body."
Yan Yuejun nodded and said to Zuo Xianying: "Find a few brothers and let this guy lead the way to retrieve the head."
"Yes." Zuo Xianying said with a cupped hand, and escorted the monk out.
Li Qi originally didn't plan to go, but he always felt that this monk was strange, so driven by curiosity, he followed Yan Yuejun and others to find the head.
After leaving the city, we came to a farmhouse.
The owner was a middle-aged man. When he saw a large group of people coming to his door, he quickly stepped forward and asked why.
When they learned that someone had buried a human head in their backyard, the farmers were frightened to death.
Under the leadership of the monk, a group of people took tools and came to a big locust tree and started digging.
Li Qi stood aside and watched, with many doubts in his heart. The monk did not tell the reason for the killing, but he killed the person and buried his head so far away. What did he want to do?
Could it be that he has any special hobbies?
"Brother Li, do you feel something is strange?" Yan Yuejun came over and asked.
Li Qi smiled and said, "I hope Brother Yan can give me some advice."
"I can't speak of advice..." Yan Yuejun raised his chin, looked at the farmer not far away and asked, "What do you think of that person?"
Li Qi looked over and saw the farmer standing aside submissively, unable to see anything at all.
"Look at this man's hands. There are calluses all over the back of his hands. How can a farmer have calluses on the back of his hands?"
After Yan Yuejun said this, Li Qi noticed.
"In my opinion, he is a master of foreign boxing..." Yan Yuejun said with a half-smile.
Hearing this, Li Qi rolled his eyes and said, "Brother Yan thinks there is something wrong with both the monk and the farmers?"
"You'll know in a minute." Yan Yuejun picked up a leaf and held it in his mouth.