reckless detective

Chapter 388 Unparalleled Spectrum (11)

Suddenly, a pretty figure appeared on the courtyard wall.

As soon as the figure flashed, the voice had already reached Yan Ruyu's ears crisply.

"It's only been a few days, why are you in such a mess?"

Yan Ruyu obviously wasn't in the mood to chatter with Diao Ruyi, so she sighed and said, "If you have any sarcasm, you can finish it all at once."

Diao Ruyi didn't taunt him, not only didn't taunt him, but even threw him a sword.

Sword unsheathed.

Yan Ruyu could only think of the word "good sword".

"Baili Yiru forged the first sword. He said that the first sword should be given to the first master."

Diao Ruyi seemed to be in a hurry, so she didn't stay for long. As soon as the things and words arrived, she disappeared behind the wall.

Yan Ruyu took a deep look at the cramped old couple Jin Ziduo, said "Farewell" and strode away.

The maid, Shang Yin, remembered the first time Wu Cuo came here. She got drunk and slept soundly.

To serve such a robbed guest, one must put in more thought. If the guest makes a fuss, she will also be unlucky, and may even lose her life because of it.

Fortunately, the guest was modest and polite, and everything went surprisingly smoothly.

Xiong Wuye was in a good mood that day and rewarded her with 100 taels of silver. Later she found out that Yan Ruyu's maid was executed that day.

Shang Yin felt that her life had been taken back, and she was a little more grateful to Wu Cuo, but to Yan Ruyu, who was an ignorant guest, she wished he was the one who died.

But Yan Ruyu retreated completely and left the Wanxiong Gang, leaving the injured Wu wrong to suffer.

It's true that good people don't live long, and evil people last for thousands of years!
Shang Yin's fault for Wu was not worth it, how could someone like Yan Ruyu come back to save him?He was just waiting to die.

There is no longer a big bed covered with silk quilts, no delicate and delicious food, and even the doors and windows of the house are sealed. Only when Xiong Wuye took the dragon knife to cut the flesh on his body, Shang Yin could be short-lived. to meet him.

His face and body were covered with blood, and the wounds in some places were thick and festered, and his hair had rusted into a mess of straw, but he was in good spirits.

He can eat three big bowls of rice and three dishes of pickles every day.

How did Shang Yin know?Because these meals were sent by her.

No matter how much she gave, he always ate without a single grain of rice left.

He firmly believed that Yan Ruyu could save him from here, otherwise how could he have such a good appetite?
This Wu mistake made Shang Yin even more sad.

Young girls always like to fantasize. Even though Shang Yin is as expressionless as the rest of the Wanxiong Gang on weekdays, no one can control the wild thoughts in her heart.

One day, she dreamed that Wu Cuo was really free. He not only left the Wanxiong Gang, but also took her with him, not only took her, but also married her.

That day, she woke up with a blushing face. She has always been on a regular schedule, but she missed the delivery time, a little later than usual.

She passed the rice bowl through the hole by the door, trying to keep her voice without any emotion, "Hey, eat."

Wu took it by mistake and asked, "Are you busy today?"

This was the first time Wu Cuo spoke to Shang Yin, her face blushed again, her heart beat so hard that she trembled a few times.

Shang Yin looked around vigilantly, but fortunately the guards were looking elsewhere, so no one noticed her strangeness.

"Eat your food." She replied coldly, and quickly turned her face away, for fear that Wu Cuo would see her current appearance through the hole for delivering food.

Wu Cuo snorted while eating. He was in a good mood today and talked a lot. After eating, when he handed the bowl back, he said to Shang Yin: "You look good in blue clothes."

Shang Yin has been thinking about her water-blue dress all day long, and she must wear it tomorrow.

But on the second day, she was wearing lotus root pink, why did she hear Wu's mistake?
On this day, before handing over the rice bowl to Wu Cuo, she secretly glanced into the house through the hole where the meal was delivered.

The room was very dark, and the brief glance should have seen nothing.

But Wu Cuo's hair band is white, which is very conspicuous in the dark room, and he is still moving around.

He is practicing sword.

Shang Yin glanced again, there was no sword in his hand, but every move and style of his was so beautiful.

"Is the food improved today?"

As soon as Shang Yin stood still, she blocked the only light source in the room. Wu Cuo was a little puzzled, what happened to this little girl today?
When asked by him, Shang Yin blushed again.

This time, she didn't speak at all, she pouted and pretended to be angry, and passed the bowl directly.

Wu took the bowl by mistake, and said while eating: "Who bullied you? Tell me, when I go out, I will help you teach him a lesson, just take it as a thank you for bringing me food."

This time Shang Yin is really angry, you are the one delivering the meal!Your whole family is food delivery!
I have to say that although Shang Yin hates Yan Ruyu, she looks exactly like Yan Ruyu when she gets angry.

After delivering the meals, Shang Yin couldn't help thinking, what else could he do for him besides delivering the meals?She doesn't want to be a delivery boy.

She thought of how he practiced his sword in the dark room, maybe she should give him a sword.

As soon as this idea appeared, Shang Yin was taken aback.

Shang Yin is not a stupid girl, let alone a stupid girl who is so stupid as to give weapons to Xiong Wuye's key criminals. How could she seriously consider such a thing of losing her head?
That night, she was tossing and turning in conflict, like pancakes, she felt that she must have some strange disease, and she should find a doctor to take a good look at it.

Of course Shang Yin didn't give Wu Cuo a sword, but she secretly gave another thing.

A small bottle of gold sore medicine.

Handing the rice bowl to Wu Cuo through the small hole in the wall, this action has been repeated more than 100 times, and Shang Yin is quite skilled.

But this time, her palms were full of sweat.

After handing over the job bowl, she gently tugged Wu Cuo's sleeve, took out the bottle of golden sore medicine from her sleeve, and stuffed it into the hesitant Wu Cuo's hand.

She has rehearsed these actions more than 600 times. For this reason, she specially sewed a hidden pocket on the cuff of the water-blue dress.

"Thank you."

In just two words, the smile in Wu Cuo's voice made Shang Yin feel that the risk was worth it.

This is the most meaningful thing she has done since she was bought back by the Wanxiong Gang.Thinking that the wound on his body would heal a little bit because of her medicine, Shang Yin was filled with joy.

Maybe this aqua blue dress could really bring her good luck, she thought as she touched the hidden cuff pocket.

Yan Ruyu came this day. If the mysterious masked man hadn't used Wu Cuo to interfere with Yan Ruyu's emotions, Yan Ruyu would have won the contest and rescued Wu Cuo.

Next time, Wu Cuo will be saved!
Shang Yin finally began to trust Yan Ruyu, it turned out that he was a trustworthy friend.

She wore a water-blue dress almost superstitiously every day, and sure enough, another good thing happened the next day.

Xiong Wuye didn't cut any new wounds on Wu Cuo's body that day.

Xiong Wuye walked into Wu Cuo's house in the dark, and he didn't hold his dragon-cutting knife in his hand, but a sword.

After a while he came out with a smile on his face, but he didn't bring out the sword.

This was Wu Cuo's 51st day in the Wanxiong Gang. Shangyin was overjoyed when he heard the news early in the morning.

The hard-hearted Xiong Wuye not only stopped torturing him, but also gave him a sword, which is what Shang Yin once wanted to do.

This day, Shang Yin's footsteps to deliver breakfast were particularly brisk, and she even fantasized about Wu Cuo holding her hand and walking out of the Ten Thousand Bears Gang.

"Hey, eat."

Her face was still expressionless, but there was a hint of a smile in her voice.

The smile was so well grasped that the guards around couldn't hear it, but a close lover would definitely be able to detect it.

Shang Yin's hand holding the bowl rested in the small hole in the wall.

The hand that took the bowl on time every time and would never make her wait for a long time did not appear.

Are you really going out?So ignore me?Shang Yin thought.

"It's time to eat." He greeted again with a disappointed tone.

Still no one paid any attention to her, gloom haunted her heart, maybe things were not as simple as she thought.

"What do dead people eat?" The guard on the side muttered softly.

"Dead?" Shang Yin's shoulders slumped down, "How did you die?"

One sentence was an understatement, and Shang Yin deliberately moved closer to the guard, as if he wanted to tell him a secret that only two people could understand.

The guard replied a little excitedly: "Actually, he's not dead yet, but he's about to die. Our Xiong Wuye's trick is really powerful."

"Murder and punish?"

Seeing that there was no one around, the guard lowered his voice and said, "Two days ago, Yan Ruyu was seriously injured in a martial arts competition with our Fifth Lord Xiong. Before he left the territory of the Ten Thousand Bears Gang, he happened to run into a brother who came back from outside. What do you think is a coincidence? Brother Blind Cat ran into a dead mouse, and in a daze, slaughtered Yan Ruyu, who was seriously injured, and brought back his sword and BMW."

"Yan Ruyu? Dead?"

So, Wu Cuo can't live anymore?
A ball of light appeared in front of Shang Yin's eyes, and the light became more and more intense, and finally turned into a whirlpool, spinning around.

Can't faint here!

She tried her best to blink, but she did not forget to hide her words: "It's better to die, so we won't have to wait for you."

After the dizziness stopped, Shang Yin turned around and left.

Closing himself in the room, tears finally flowed out.

A girl who has been a maid for ten years in the Wanxiong Gang, Shang Yin's miserable life is like a cold winter night, no matter how hard she struggles and endures, she will never see the dawn.

Now she finally sees the dawn, even if it is just a little firefly, she is unwilling to give up.

However, Wu Cuo was about to die, so what hope could she have?
Shang Yin twisted her sleeves in pain.

She touched the secret pocket sewn on the cuff because of the hidden medicine bottle. There seemed to be something bulging in the secret pocket.

He took it out and saw that it was Wu Cuo's hair tie.

There are three words on the belt.

Walk together.

Without pen and ink, Wu Cuo could only write with his fingernails stained with blood. Perhaps it was too dark in the room, and the characters were ugly, especially the character "Qi", which had to be discerned carefully to be seen.

Shang Yin's tears became more violent, but this time they were tears of happiness.

It turns out that leaving with him is not just a fantasy, it turns out that living is such a feeling, and Shang Yin's heart is very warm.

Never let him die!

At noon, the guard saw Shang Yin who came to deliver food to Wu Cuo as usual, and said with a smile: "Miss Shang is really kind, if you ask me, let him starve to death."

Shang Yin clenched the hand holding the job bowl, "It's just for show, if Xiong Wuye blames him, I can't bear the crime of dereliction of duty."

While speaking, Shang Yin had already come to the small hole where the food was delivered.

There was no sound in the room, and without the white hairband, she could no longer judge Wu Cuo's location.She even wondered if Wu Cuo was dead.

Shang Yin bit her lip, she had to give it a try no matter what.

The rice bowl in the morning was still placed in the hole, the rice and pickles inside had not been touched, and the rice grains on the surface were dry and translucent.

She took out the rice bowl from the morning and handed in the new one.

At the same time, Shang Yin took out something hidden in the cuff pocket.

An aqua blue handkerchief.

Three words were also written on the handkerchief.

He is not dead.

Of course Shang Yin doesn't know whether Yan Ruyu is dead or alive, she only knows that this news can give Wu Cuo hope and let him live.

At least let him hold on for a moment longer.

Worried that the handkerchief was too light to attract Wu Cuo's attention when it fell, Shang Yin wrapped a small stone in the handkerchief.

"Hey, eat."

While speaking, small stones and handkerchiefs fell to the ground, and the sound of speaking just covered up the sound of things falling to the ground.

With such a seamless cover-up, with just a few guards, of course they couldn't tell what was tricky in it.

But what about Xiong Wuye?Can the master ranked No. 3 on Wushuang Pu recognize it?

He not only heard it, but also asked aloud: "What are you doing?"

The voice came from behind, and for a moment, cold sweat dripped down Shang Yin's back trembling.

She has seen Xiong Wuye's methods and knows how those maids who made mistakes will be punished.She even began to envy the maid who served Yan Ruyu dozens of days ago.

One knife, at least, her death is very happy.

As soon as Xiong Wuye made a sound, guards immediately stepped forward and captured Shang Yin.

Xiong Wuye narrowed his eyes and looked at Shang Yin, "Raise your head."

Shang Yin took a deep breath and raised his head.

Xiong Wuye hadn't seen such eyes for a long time. The people in the Wanxiong Gang only had two kinds of eyes - the respectful ones who wanted to live, and the hopeless and empty ones who knew they couldn't live.

There has never been a third type, except this Shangyin.

"You are fine."

Xiong Wuye sighed, why do smart people always do stupid things?
"Open the door." Master Xiong ordered.

Immediately, a strong man stepped forward, with his bare hands, he pushed aside the bricks and stones in front of the door, and opened the three layers of chains that fastened the door.

The door opened.

The sunlight spreads out a neat rectangle in the house through the doorway.

Wu sat crookedly in the corner, motionless, a sword fell on the ground beside him, like a loyal old servant.

It was the sword that lent him to Yan Ruyu.

His eyes were deathly dull, and even the sudden light didn't make him squint, but his chest still heaved faintly.

Wu Cuo is still alive!

Shang Yin secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiong Wuye didn't look at Wu Cuo at all. In his eyes, a handkerchief on the ground was much more conspicuous than Wu Cuo.

He went into the house and picked up the handkerchief.

There was a small stone wrapped in the handkerchief, he weighed the handkerchief a few times, came to Shang Yin, opened the handkerchief in front of her, threw away the stone, and stretched the handkerchief flat again.

He is not dead.

Three words that are enough to revive the ashes.

Xiong Wuye's lungs were about to explode, this damn woman almost ruined his plan!

Wu Cuo hasn't seen my writing yet!There was only one thought in Shang Yin's mind.

"Yan Ruyu is not dead! He is still alive! Wu Cuo, did you hear that? Yan Ruyu didn't..."

No one expected that Shang Yin would dare to shout in front of Xiong Wuye.

Not only the vicious guards were stunned, but even Xiong Wuye didn't believe it.

Snapped--

This slap was too hasty, and he didn't use all his strength, otherwise Shang Yin's life would definitely be lost.

Even so, she was beaten to the ground, and the huge inertia caused her to roll on the ground several times, with five red marks on her face and blood dripping from the corner of her mouth.

Xiong Wuye no longer cared about Shang Yin, because he found that there was light in Wu Cuo's eyes again.

Not only was there light, but he also clenched the sword in his hand and stood up.

The dragon-cutting knife flashed, and the knife was less than an inch away from Wu Cuo's neck.

Shang Yin closed his eyes in despair.

Snapped--

The sound of metal clashing.

"Your courage is really getting bigger and bigger."

Anyone who listened to the piercing voice would feel that the speaker had hundreds of fishbone stuck in his throat.

(End of this chapter)