Starting with a blind date with a female constable, you acquire the Nine Swords of Dugu.

The rain intensified, with large raindrops pounding on the tiles, producing a dense and muffled sound.

Under the cover of night, Yang Lin and Feng Yu stealthily made their way to Pear Blossom Lane.

As seasoned criminals who had roamed the martial arts world for many years, the two were extremely skilled in light-footed techniques and stealth. In addition, the torrential rain and the pitch-black night provided them with excellent cover.

The Lin family was not a high-ranking official or a wealthy family, but they were a family of scholars for generations. Their family business was quite large, and their mansion was very grand. It was a large mansion with three courtyards and a lot of servants. However, it was already late at night, and it was raining heavily. Everyone in the mansion had already turned off the lights and gone to sleep. Only a dim lantern was still lit at the gatehouse.

Although Yang Lin was injured, his martial arts skills remained intact. Feng Yu was even more agile, and the two of them scaled the wall and entered the courtyard, quickly passing through the front yard and the main hall without alerting anyone.

Soon, Feng Yu grabbed a maid who got up in the middle of the night, forced her to reveal Lin Yan'er's room, and then killed the maid with a single stab to the throat.

Lin Yan'er's room is located on the west side of the second courtyard. A clump of green bamboo grows in front of the window, and the rain patters on the bamboo leaves.

The two approached stealthily, and Feng Yu gently pried open the latch with his dagger, silently pushing open the door.

A small lamp was lit inside, casting a dim, yellowish glow over the exquisite boudoir.

Lin Yan'er, fully clothed, leaned against the bed, holding a book in her hand, still not asleep.

She heard the door open and instinctively looked up, only to see a man and a woman standing in the doorway, soaking wet and reeking of blood.

"ah--"

Lin Yan'er screamed, but only managed to utter half a syllable before Feng Yu rushed to the bedside, covered her mouth with one hand, and pressed the cold dagger against her throat with the other.

"Don't make a sound." Feng Yu's voice was low and cold. "If you dare to scream, I'll slit your throat right now."

Lin Yan'er froze, her pupils suddenly contracted, and the book in her hand fell to the ground with a "thud".

She felt a cold touch on her neck, and the strong smell of blood and rain emanating from the person behind her. Her stomach churned, and fear overwhelmed her like a tidal wave.

Yang Lin slammed the door shut behind him, leaning against it as he gasped for breath. The wound on his ribs had reopened while he was climbing over the wall, and blood was seeping out, soaking the white bandage.

"Who...who are you people..." Lin Yan'er's voice trembled, tears welling in her eyes, but she dared not let them fall because of extreme fear. She said, "If you need money, I...I'll give you all my money..."

"Miss Lin, we don't want to hurt you." Yang Lin said, panting heavily, his voice hoarse. "As long as you cooperate obediently, we guarantee you'll be fine. But if you disobey..."

He drew his broadsword from his waist. In the dim light, the bloodstains on the blade were still wet and gleamed with a dark red light.

"I won't spare a single member of your family. My name is Yang Lin, also known in the underworld as 'Crossing Mountain Wind.' You may not have heard of me, but you should have heard of 'A Gust of Wind in Huaibei.' So, don't doubt my ability to kill your entire family!"

Lin Yan'er's face turned deathly pale instantly. She and Shen Qingqiu were close friends, so she had naturally heard of the "Huaibei Guayifeng" gang of notorious bandits who killed without hesitation.

"I...I'll cooperate...Please don't hurt my family...I promise I'll obey..." Lin Yan'er's voice was choked with sobs, and her whole body was trembling uncontrollably.

Yang Lin sheathed his sword and said, "You don't need to do anything. Just don't make a sound and come with us quietly."

While speaking,

Yang Lin glanced at the writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone on the table and said to Feng Yu, "Wife, leave a message for Constable Shen. We'll borrow this friend of hers for a bit. Hopefully, she won't make things difficult for us!"

Immediately,

Feng Yu then began to write, quickly and simply, threatening Shen Qingqiu that they had captured Lin Yan'er. If they could leave the city smoothly, they would release Lin Yan'er anywhere outside the city; if they couldn't leave, they would kill Lin Yan'er before they died.

Afterwards, Feng Yu folded the letter and placed it in the most conspicuous position on the table.

"Walk."

Yang Lin grabbed Lin Yan'er, Feng Yu pushed open the back window, and the three of them climbed out and disappeared into the rainy night.

From the moment they entered to the moment they left, it took no more than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, and no one in the Lin residence noticed.

It wasn't until the body of the murdered maid was discovered that chaos broke out in the Lin residence. Shortly after, it was discovered that Lin Yan'er was missing, and the threatening letter was also found.

But Old Master Lin immediately suppressed the situation, forbidding anyone from revealing the letter, and then sent someone to invite Shen Qingqiu.

Before long, Shen Qingqiu arrived at Pear Blossom Lane with a group of people. Because she was already leading people to hunt down Yang Lin and Feng Yu, she had narrowed down the search area in the Chang Le Fang area, so she arrived very quickly.

At this point, the rain subsided slightly, but there was still no sign of it stopping.

Old Master Lin personally greeted Shen Qingqiu at the door, then led her to the inner hall alone. He said in a deep voice, "Yan'er was kidnapped by a gust of wind from Huaibei. The main reason is for you. I did not allow the servants to spread the word. You can decide what to do yourself. No matter what you choose, the Lin family will never blame you."

As he spoke, Old Master Lin handed the letter to Shen Qingqiu.

Shen Qingqiu unfolded the letter and his face immediately darkened.

She understood why Old Master Lin had said that.

Lin Yan'er suffered this calamity simply because she was Shen Qingqiu's friend.

If Shen Qingqiu does not follow Yang Lin and Feng Yu's instructions, Lin Yan'er will most likely lose her life. However, if she does follow their instructions, she will be charged with dereliction of duty, which will have a significant impact on her at this crucial juncture when she is about to be promoted.

Old Master Lin stood to the side, his face gloomy, without saying a word.

Shen Qingqiu pondered for a moment, took a deep breath, folded the letter and put it in his pocket, turned and went out. Then he said to his trusted subordinates in a deep voice: "Pass down the order, everyone hold your positions for now. No one is allowed to make any rash moves without my order."

"Commander Shen, what's wrong...?"

Shen Qingqiu's gaze was cold and sharp as he said, "Yang Lin and Feng Yu have gone mad. They are using ordinary people as a threat. We can't pursue them too closely. If they become desperate, more innocent people will be harmed."

However, we can't ignore it. We need to track them down first, then secretly devise a way to strike them dead. We absolutely cannot give them the opportunity to cause trouble.

As she spoke, Shen Qingqiu strode out of the Lin residence and stood under the porch, letting the rain, carried by the wind, lash her face. Her gaze swept across the rainy night as she began to make arrangements.

Finally, she personally led several of the best constables in terms of light-footed skills to chase after them.

……

Meanwhile, deep in a small alley in Chang Le Fang.

Yang Lin's steps grew heavier and heavier. His wound had completely reopened, and blood was seeping out continuously. His face was as pale as paper, his lips were bluish, and he was swaying precariously.

"Husband, hold on!" Feng Yu supported Yang Lin, anxiously looking around.

"I...I can't go on..." Yang Lin gasped for breath, his voice weak. "The bleeding won't stop. If this continues, even if I'm not caught by the Six Doors, I'll bleed to death..."

Feng Yu thought for a moment and said, "Let's find a place to treat our injuries first. Anyway, we can't run away. Let's gamble that Shen Qingqiu will consider Lin Yan'er's life and let us leave. It doesn't matter where we wait, there's no need to keep running!"

"Okay," Yang Lin said.

at this time,

"Thump"

Suddenly, the sound of a night watchman's gong came from the darkness of the night.

A night watchman wearing a straw hat appeared at the entrance of the alley.

Feng Yu brandished his longsword, placing it directly against the watchman's neck, and asked, "Where is a clinic around here?"

The night watchman was terrified. The lantern fell to the ground and went out instantly. He immediately knelt down, pointing to a nearby alley, and stammered, "Go...go this way, go to the end and turn left...at the end, there's a clinic...the doctor there is highly skilled..."

Feng Yu swung his sword, instantly slicing through the night watchman's neck.

The night watchman fell to the ground, twitched twice, and then fell still.

Lin Yan'er was terrified, trembling all over, and stammered, "You...why...why did you kill him..."

"Don't you understand about silencing him? If he doesn't die, our whereabouts will be exposed." Feng Yu said coldly, "Besides, I can kill him whenever I want. Does Miss Lin have a problem with that?"

Lin Yan'er dared not speak again.

The rain poured down, and the night was as dark as ink.

The three hurried on and finally saw a plaque hanging above a doorway at the entrance of an alley, swaying slightly in the wind and rain.

"Gu's Medical Clinic".