Da Song Private Investigator

Chapter 224 Young Master Lingyi.

The night gradually deepened, and the entire Jiangnan fell into tranquility.

And outside a small villa in Tianchang County in the south of the Yangtze River, there is a secret whistle every few steps.

And behind the villa, a group of people stood in the darkness, enduring the cold wind.

After an unknown amount of time, a voice came from the darkness: "Brother, are you really sure that the murderer will appear tonight, this is the first night!"

The person who spoke was Hua Wan'er, she was a little cold and impatient to wait.

At this time, Hwarang's voice came softly: "The murderer will definitely appear tonight. He just delivered a letter today. He must think that everyone will not care or think that the murderer will come as soon as he delivers the letter. And the letter said After three days, according to people's habits, it is generally considered to be tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, if the murderer understands this psychology of people, then tonight is the most sure way to do it!"

Although Wen Meng and others didn't understand the psychological analysis, they felt quite reasonable. They had no choice but to wait quietly in the dark.

In the middle of the night, the cold wind hit, like the cry of a bitter woman.

A black cat was walking on the wall of the villa. It walked very slowly. Did it look around? Hwarang and the others who were hiding in the dark suddenly looked up and saw a pair of bright eyes. If they hadn’t heard the cat Call, I'm afraid they can't help but scatter.

The black cat was still strolling leisurely, but at this moment, it suddenly disappeared without a trace. Everyone was surprised when they heard Hua Lang whisper, "The murderer is here!"

The surroundings suddenly fell silent, the wind seemed to have stopped, a figure suddenly flew up to the wall, and disappeared in a blink of an eye. Seeing this, Yin Wucuo and Wen Meng quickly flew after him. Hua Lang saw the murderer's swift body. Fa, frowned, didn't care about other things, and after giving Bao Zheng some instructions, he also rushed into Fengliu Villa.

Bao Zheng glanced at Hua Lang's leaving back, and then ordered in the dark: "Surround Fengliu Villa to me, and the murderer must not be allowed to escape!"

In the darkness, a pair of white eyes are very conspicuous. Only those who are close can vaguely see Bao Zheng's face. Hua Wan'er has been following Bao Zheng. After seeing his face, she couldn't help but want to laugh. , but felt that this was too impolite, and finally held back.

Not long after Bao Zheng gave the order, a black figure suddenly sprang out from Merry Villa. Seeing this, Bao Zheng immediately shouted: "Surround him!"

However, these yamen servants couldn't surround the black shadow at all. The black shadow was like a ghost under the night sky, and quickly disappeared. Those yamen servants looked around and didn't understand what was going on.

Seeing that the murderer had run away, everyone rushed towards Fengliu Villa without thinking about other things. At this moment, Fengliu Villa was brightly lit, as bright as day, and Young Master Ling Yi's room was full of people standing inside and outside.

Yin Wucuo and Wen Menghualang stood in the room, Young Master Ling Yi sat on the bed, smiled faintly, looked at the three of them and asked: "Now you see it!"

The three of them nodded involuntarily: "I see!"

"Now that you've seen it, go back to sleep, it's getting late!"

This sentence seems to have a magical power, which is irresistible.

Everyone dispersed one after another, Bao Zheng, Gongsun Ce and others stood outside the house looking at the dispersed people inside, they were a little puzzled as to what they saw.

The night was getting late, and at some point, the moon peeked out through the dark clouds. Bao Zheng looked at Hua Lang and asked, "What did you see!"

"The murderer's sword!"

"It stabbed Young Master Ling Yi's throat!"

"That one happened very quickly, and Young Master Ling Yi had just opened his eyes!"

The three of them said something one by one. Although it was said by three people and it was not very coherent, it sounded like a sense of urgency.

The urgency makes people forget to ask: and then.

Although no one asked, they continued talking.

"But at that moment, the sword suddenly stopped at Young Master Ling Yi's throat. At that time, it should have been only an inch. If the inch was pierced, there would be a drop of blood on the neck, but the murderer couldn't stab it because the two fingers of Young Master Ling Yi , suddenly caught the tip of the sword, the murderer couldn't move, so he had to abandon the sword and run away!"

This was said by Yin Wucuo, and he said it quickly and smoothly, but Bao Zheng, Gongsun Ce and the others were amazed after listening to it. Not even the murderer can do anything about it.

And at this time, they really understood what Young Master Ling Yi said. Now that they saw how he clamped the sword, they should understand that the murderer couldn't kill him. Since they couldn't kill him, Hwarang and Yin Wu Cuo and others, why stay here to protect him.

He is a tired guest at the end of the world, and he doesn't need protection at all.

The wind at night was very cold. After Yin Wucuo said those words, everyone walked all the way without saying anything else. They were all surprised by the sword tonight. Their expressions were a little sad, as if they were catering to the cold wind.

At the gate of the detective agency, everyone said goodbye to each other, but at this moment, Gongsun Ce suddenly said: "Judging from the murderer's method of killing, I'm afraid he won't let it go!"

Everyone stopped all their movements and just looked at each other. Yes, a murderer can kill with only one drop of blood, but he is also an arrogant and arrogant person. How could such a person be willing to fail.

If he failed to kill the young master Ling Yi, he would definitely continue to attack until he reached his goal.

Moreover, what he wrote in his letter, within three days, now, probably not even half a day, he has plenty of opportunities and time.

Thinking of Young Master Ling Yi's superb martial arts, Hua Lang's heart was shocked. The murderer never followed the rules. If he knew that his martial arts were not as good as Young Master Ling Yi, how would he dare to confront Young Master Ling Yi head-on? If so, He will inevitably use indiscriminate means, anyway, for the murderer, as long as he can kill the opponent.

Everyone went back separately, but everyone was thinking in their hearts, how to prevent the murderer from playing tricks, and what kind of tricks he would use to deal with Young Master Ling Yi.

Sneak attack, but tonight's business is not a sneak attack, he can't kill Young Master Ling Yi even in a sneak attack, how could he be so stupid as to use a sneak attack again.

Put poison in the food that son Lingyi eats.

This is extremely possible. The so-called sword is difficult to defend against, but poison is difficult. Some poisons are colorless and tasteless. No matter how high your martial arts are, it is difficult to detect. This is probably the most difficult thing to guard against.

Besides poisoning, taking advantage of Young Master Ling Yi's own weaknesses, but does he have any weaknesses?

Everyone enters a dream in this kind of meditation, and when they wake up the next day, they find that all the situations they think about are of no use to them,