Da Song Private Investigator

After entering Liu Rumei's room, the bustard of Hongxianglou left wisely.

Everyone sat down, Liu Rumei saluted slightly, and said with a smile: "We met on the Lantern Festival, I don't know if it's a playboy, please forgive me."

Seeing Liu Rumei mentioning what happened on the night of Shangyuan Festival, he felt a little embarrassed, so he quickly smiled and said: "We just met by chance, there is nothing to forgive or not."

Liu Rumei smiled again, and said, "What does Young Master Hua want to ask tonight?"

Hua Lang frowned slightly, and said: "Miss Liu Rumei must be very clear that so many people are fighting tonight because of you!"

Liu Rumei nodded: "I know, but I didn't expect it to be like this. I'm a prostitute, and I have to wait on guests when they come, but I don't have three heads and six arms. How can I serve one and see another?"

Hua Lang naturally knew this, but Hua Lang didn't ask this. He glanced at Liu Rumei and asked, "When did Li Jing's name come?"

"Before the fight happened, I just sighed a song for him, and there was a commotion below."

"Miss Liu Rumei, what do you think Li Jingming came here for?"

Hearing Hualang's question, Liu Ru's eyebrows and eyes were slightly raised, and she looked very disdainful, and said: "What else can a man do when he comes to this kind of place, Huagong doesn't want me to tell you all the details. Bar?"

When Liu Rumei said this, her eyes were extremely fierce, giving people a sense of power without anger. When Hua Lang saw her eyes, his body couldn't help shaking.

Faced with this situation, Hua Lang was quite helpless, so he said to Di Yong: "What do you guys want to see Miss Liu Rumei?"

Di Yong glanced at Yang Jinhua and said, "Nothing to do, just to see Miss Liu Rumei."

At this time, Yang Jinhua quickly followed suit: "After I met on the street last time, I learned that Miss Liu Rumei is in Hongxianglou, so I asked Di Yong to bring me here to see Miss Liu Rumei."

Both of them had good intentions, but their words touched the pain in Liu Rumei's heart. After the two said this, Liu Rumei suddenly turned her head away: "You two don't need to come and see me, what is this place, come here Dirty identity."

Seeing Liu Rumei's words, Yang Jinhua and Di Yong were stunned for a while. After a long time, Yang Jinhua quickly explained: "Miss Liu Rumei, we didn't mean to underestimate you. Really, we treat you as a friend."

Liu Rumei smiled lightly: "I appreciate the kindness of you two, but let's forget about this friend. We seductive women don't deserve friends." Is there anything to ask?"

Hua Lang shrugged: "No more, Miss Liu Rumei, let's rest, let's say goodbye."

After finishing speaking, Hwarang led people away from Hongxianglou, as if he met Liu Rumei just to ask a question.

Leaving Hongxianglou, it was already dark outside, and the wind was blowing with a faint chill. Although the moon was not as round as it was on the Lantern Festival, it was not curved.

Everyone was no longer in the mood to go to the government office for a drink, so after reaching an intersection, they dispersed and left, but when they left, Hwarang frowned slightly, as if he always felt that something was going to happen.

There was nothing to say all night, and the next day, something really happened.

It was a morning full of singing birds and flowers, but when the news came, it was a bit unexpected.

Yelv Gong died, just last night, he was killed in his room.

The yamen servant who came to deliver the news was nervous, and after he finished talking about Yelu Gong's killing, he hurriedly begged: "Young Master Hua, now Yelu Gong, the envoy of the Daliao Dynasty, has been killed, Yelu Ye is very angry, and has brought this matter to the fore. Your Majesty is there, Master Bao is currently dealing with this matter in the palace, and Yelv Gong's body is still in the post house, you see, what should we do!"

The situation is indeed very critical. If things go wrong, there will be a war between the two countries. Once a war breaks out, how many people will lose their lives, and how many families will be separated.

At this time, Hwarang couldn't come up with a solution, he only asked the yamen servant to go back first, and make plans after Bao Zheng returned from the palace.

The ice in the creek in front of the detective agency has melted, and at some point, a few ducks have already started playing in it. If it was normal, Hwarang would definitely be in a poetic mood, saying something about the prophet of spring river plumbing ducks, but now he is It's not poetic at all.

After the yamen servant left, Wen Meng hurriedly asked, "Who would want to kill Yelv Gong?"

Hualang was silent and didn't answer Wen Meng's words. At this time, Yin Wucuo spoke first: "It must be those people from Xixia, because Yelugong died, and there must be a war between Daliao and Dal Song. In this way, he, Xixia, can reap the benefits of being a fisherman."

After Yin Wucuo finished speaking, she snorted coldly, while Hua Wan'er echoed again and again: "That's right, people in Xixia like to do this kind of thing the most. I think it's better to look at all people in Xixia, and I will definitely be able to learn from them." There are clues."

After Yin Wucuo and Hua Wan'er talked like this, Hua Lang still remained silent, which made Wen Meng a little uncomfortable, so she patted Hua Lang's arm and asked, "What do you think? Speak out and listen!"

Hwarang felt helpless, shrugged his shoulders, and said: "Whether the murderer is from Xixia, or from Daliao, or even from our Song Dynasty, this matter is not easy to solve. People from that country are not used to it. There is bound to be a war between them."

Hearing what Hwarang said was so serious, everyone was very nervous for a while, and Wen Meng asked quickly: "Even if the murderer is found, there is no way to resolve the war?"

Hwarang frowned slightly, and said: "It's hard to say about this matter, everything has to wait for things to become clear before we can make a conclusion, it's too early to say."

After saying this, everyone will not say more.

After about half a stick of incense, Hua Lang felt that it was almost done, so he said to everyone: "Brother Bao should have rushed back from the palace by now, let's go to the government office, maybe we can know something more important. clues."

At this time, the spring breeze is charming, the willow trees along the way have sprouted new buds, and the birds are chirping. Everything is so peaceful and peaceful. If there is no such murder case, maybe it will be better. On a whim, they went to the suburbs for an outing together.

It's just that there was a murder case, and this murder case was related to the relationship between the three countries, so they were not in any mood. The only thing they could do was to see Bao Zheng and the corpse earlier.