In Yuanshen, no one understands holy relics better than me

After listening to what Xia Tian said, Kutiao Shaluo, who has rich experience in handling cases, thought for a moment.

"That is to say..."

"Yes."

Xia Tian believes that Jiutiao Saluo is smart and intelligent, and he will definitely think of it together.

"There are at least a thousand copies of the first batch of books and periodicals sold. It is absolutely impossible for one person to transport this weight in a short period of time. It must be a joint crime."

"Going back and forth many times, no abnormality was found, it shows that the prisoner is very familiar with the warehouse and has the key."

"Even getting acquainted with the guards, you might think it's a normal moving job if you see it."

Although this inference cannot find the criminal immediately, it can at least prove Wendy's innocence.

Jiujo Shaluo has an inexplicable trust in Xia Tian, ​​and sometimes even overrides his own judgment.

She nodded: "I understand, I will send someone to ask the relevant personnel in the warehouse, and retrieve the entry and exit records of the last few days."

Wendy felt comfortable and heavy, thinking about going to have a few drinks to calm down the shock: "Hee hee, then I can go too?"

"Stop." No matter what, Jiutiao Shaluo felt that the bard was weird, and wanted to leave a restraining order: "Although your suspicion of theft has been ruled out for the time being, whether you have come to Daozu legally, this matter has not yet..."

"Okay, Shaluo." Xia Tian stopped in front of Wendy and patted her chest: "You should investigate the theft first! It's more important over there. I will be the guarantee for this guy. If something goes wrong, I will personally Send him to jail."

In any case, it was also Monde's former Fengshen, and Xia Tian, ​​as the successor of the younger generation, still had to consider Mond's face.

"Then...you have to keep an eye on him!"

Jiutiao Shaluo said another sentence, said goodbye to everyone, and led the soldiers to the warehouse management room.

Wendy elbowed Xia Tian's back from behind, and praised teasingly: "You are really amazing! You have only been here for two months? You are so familiar with their general!"

Xia Tian glanced at it, and responded with a strange yin and yang: "You are also amazing! As soon as you get out of Mond, you will be reduced to the point where you will be put in a prison cell. If the shadow finds out, where do you want Mond's face to be placed?"

Yin-Yang ridicule is ineffective against thick-skinned, and Wendy's thick-skinned is far thicker than the walls of Mond, grasping the secrets inadvertently revealed in Xia Tian's words, and continued to taunt: "Shadow? Yo! So close? I haven't even called other gods What about the name!"

"Stop talking, I want you to take care of it! You should pay more attention to yourself and don't lose Mond's face."

"I'm just a carefree bard. How can I afford Mond's face? If I insist, I'll be the front face at most."

"The front face is also the face!"

"Hey!"

Paimon vented his breath through both nostrils, and also couldn't understand Wendy's laid-back look.

"Stop it! What should we do next? Wendy is not a prisoner, so who stole "Shen Qiu Picking up Swords"?"

"The most important thing is that according to the invitation list given to us by Ayato Shenli, the next batch of guests will be Liyue's guests. If the teacher "Pillow Jade" is from Liyue, he will definitely take that boat to come over. ?what to do? "

Pai Meng is anxious like a fly in the pot. Although she likes to haggle over compensation, she will do it responsibly when she accepts the commission.

Coincidentally, the editor-in-chief Abedo and Heishan came back after chatting about the clues about the drawing of "Five Songs Fairy".

"Speaking of which, Abedo, since you have cooperated with Teacher "Zhiyu", you should have a good relationship, right?Can you think of a way to make him not angry? "

Just now, editor Hirayama also asked the same question, and Abedo shook his head regretfully: "Although we have worked together, we have never met, but I heard from the editor that the real identity of the teacher "Pillow Jade" is actually Liyue Feiyun The second son of the Chamber of Commerce. "

There were too many shocking things today, Paimeng stared back and forth, his eyes were sore: "Isn't that Xingqiu?"

"Oh? Do you know him?"

Abe was a little surprised, but then he calmed down, knowing is inevitable.

Paimon nodded: "Yes, I met it when I was in Liyue... That guy actually published a light novel, and even cooperated with you!"

The sudden surprise caused Xia Tian to ask: "What are you surprised about?"

"Surprised at everything! But the most important thing now is how to tell Xingqiu... He is usually a fool, but he seems to care about the martial arts stories he wrote!"

Paimeng crossed his arms and looked serious, like an eunuch beside an emperor who worried about the country and the people.

Chapter 839 Paimon's Little White Fang

Liyue's boat will arrive soon.

Abedo was busy drawing, and he was not the receptionist specially invited by Ayato Shenli, so he didn't go with him, but he tactfully conveyed the request of the editor of Yaetang, and let Xia Tian and the others decide.

The books and periodicals that were going to be sold were lost in the outlying island warehouse. From the warehouse guard to the Yaedo Hall to the Fengxing Mansion, everyone had an unshirkable responsibility.

Of course, this matter is not particularly big, and the thousands of books and periodicals lost are not unaffordable.

The problem is that this Rongcai Festival is the time when She Fengxing and Narugami Taisha are jointly organizing to promote the rice wife culture to the outside world.

What are you promoting to the outside world now?Propaganda can't even control a few novels?

For the sake of the country's face, those editors hope that before they get back the lost books, let Xia and others temporarily hide this matter from Teacher "Zhiyu".

Xia Tian expressed understanding, but did not plan to lie for those editors.

The basic policy is to wait and see Xingqiu's attitude, don't take the initiative to bring it up, if asked, then confess.

I also believe that even if Xingqiu knew about it, he would not publicize it, and Dao's wife's face would be saved no matter what.

As for those editors... Do you still feel aggrieved by such a big mistake, just because you lost face?

"Paimon, don't let your mouth slip later!"

Yingben was kind-hearted, and worriedly reminded Paimon.

"Ying, I get it! You've said it several times! I won't leak my words! If you don't feel at ease, you can use food to gag my mouth... woo woo, woo woo..."

Before I finished speaking, my mouth was really blocked. Unfortunately, it wasn't something to eat, although it wasn't impossible to eat.

The little mouth was wrapped in Xia Tian's palm, Paimeng asked Ying for help, but Ying was just smiling, with a gloating look on her face.

He could only rely on himself, opened his mouth, and took a big bite, leaving a big puddle of saliva.

"Bite you to death!"

Paimon glared complainingly, revealing a row of small white teeth.

Her teeth are small and rounder than ordinary humans, even if she is bitten, it will not hurt very much. If it is lighter, it will be very comfortable, just like being massaged by warm cobblestones.

Xia Tian withdrew his hand, wiped it with the floral paper towel that Ying handed over, and joked: "Pimeng, your teeth are getting sharper and sharper, are they worn out by eating too much?"

"You are the one, have you gained weight recently, and the taste is better than before!"

Paimon sticks out his tongue, sweet lips, showing an expression that he can't finish, and then barks his teeth and claws, wanting to come and take a few more bites.

As long as she likes, she can bite anywhere, but now she is on the street, so she still has to pay attention to the influence.

Otherwise, this little flying guy would probably be caught and put in a cage as some kind of crazy pet.

……

woo-

Play around and listen to the sound of the whistle coming from a distance.

As if seeing the sun through the clouds, the swaying shadow of the boat appeared on the horizon, then approached a little bit, enlarged a little bit, until it completely covered the eyeballs.

After all, it was Liyue's ship, which was much more majestic than Mond's, with twice as many sails, and all of them had the logo of "Feiyun Chamber of Commerce" printed on them.

Paimon didn't forget his mission, he shook off the hand that was gently rubbing Xia Tian's face, and rushed to meet her.

"Everyone came from Liyue to participate in the Rongcai Festival. I am your guide, responsible for taking everyone to the island!"

She likes this remark very much, as if she is the master of the whole island.

"Thank you!" On the opposite side was a strong-looking burly man, smiling so much that he couldn't see his eyes: "I remember you, aren't you little Paimon!"

"Hey, do we know each other? It looks familiar..."

Pai Meng stroked his chin, looked carefully, seemed to know each other, but also didn't seem to know each other. She and Ying had traveled to so many places and met so many people, how could they remember them all.

Listen to the strong man pat his chest and introduce himself.

"Haha, I'm A Xu from the Feiyun Chamber of Commerce."

"Before, the inventor of the organ chess story approached the Feiyun Chamber of Commerce and wanted to attract our investment. Although the master was not interested, the second young master still wanted to support it. I heard that there will be a display and trial play of the organ chess story in the Rongcai Festival. Therefore, the master asked me and the second young master to take the opportunity to come to Daoqi to investigate the potential of the product!"

In other words, he is Xingqiu's follower, no wonder he has no impression.

It can also be said that Paimeng is too recognizable. Maybe some people don't know what Xia Tian looks like, or what Ying looks like, but they will definitely remember the cute and cute gluttonous ghost flying in mid-air!

Just a few words of small talk.

After all the invited Liyue guests disembarked, Xing Qiu was still not seen.

Xingqiu has an extroverted and unrestrained personality, and has a high status. Logically speaking, he should be at the front and take the initiative to say hello...

"Where's your second young master?"

"Second young master, he..."

A Xu's face was troubled, his eyes rolled around, as if he was looking for a reason.

Suddenly a voice came from behind.

"It's you guys! Are you also visiting Daofu? It seems that we are really destined!"

A slender, handsome young man in Tsing Yi appeared behind him, with his signature oblique bangs and a strange costume that exposed his thighs.

Some people will say, what's so special about showing your thighs?Still not allowing others to show their figure?

The strange thing is that this is a man!

However, Xingqiu's legs are really good-looking, thinner than ordinary girls, and his skin is fair. If you don't care about gender, or if you treat him as a flat-chested lady, you can still appreciate it.

"We are not guests! We are the guides of Rongcai Festival!"

Paimon immediately retorted.

Xia Tian was surprised: "How did you get to the back? Didn't you see you get off the boat?"

"what--"

Before Xingqiu spoke, he yawned first, and then pointed to the back of the big ship: "I came down from the warehouse over there, and I was thinking of sneaking out to play! I saw you over here...ha... "

It makes sense.

This large ship will have two deck passages, one for guests and one for cargo.

The problem is... He looked so sleepy, and still wanted to sneak out to play?Moreover, he is the second young master of Feiyun Chamber of Commerce, so is it necessary to do it secretly?

Ying whispered softly: "Xingqiu, are you okay? I feel like you are a little out of spirit..."

I thought Paimon would follow up with a sentence: Beware of sudden death!

In the end, there was nothing. It turned out that this kind of cursing words were only aimed at Xia Tian.

Xingqiu shook his hands and stretched his trunk to stimulate his spirit: "It's nothing to do, it's just that I accidentally read a novel on the boat, and I was fascinated by it, and then I came back to my senses, and the day and night passed by."

"Is Mr. Zhenyu reading his own novel?Xingqiu... Oh, it's "Shen Qiu Picking up Swords"? "

Xia Tian mocked so deliberately.

Few people would talk about their own novels in front of others, after all... a lot of content, sometimes looking back, it really makes the cheeks burn.

But Xingqiu is not an ordinary person, and he doesn't feel ashamed at all.

He only reminded: "Shh, don't tell others that I came as the second young master."

Glancing at the nearby Chamber of Commerce employees, he further explained: "Before, I knew that Teacher Baicha would come to participate in the Rongcai Festival, so I managed to get my father to agree to come to rice paddies on the grounds of investigating the investment value of the organ chess Tan. Wife... I heard that Teacher Bai Mo is going to draw a picture of Wugexian for Dao Wife, he must be very busy, I don't know if I can see him."

"It just so happens that he is also our friend, and we should be able to see you later!" Paimon patted his chest proudly, with a face of "putting it on me".

But there is another question: "...But, you should be collaborators, right? Why do you seem to be his fan?"

"You can be regarded as a painting fan! In fact, I have always wanted to thank him..."

It may be that he is not in good spirits. When he talks to himself, it seems that he is chanting scriptures in his sleep.

"My novel doesn't sell well in Liyue, and I'm not very confident in it, but it's still a bestseller in Daozuma. Most of it is due to Teacher Baicha's exquisite illustrations."

"Every time he draws illustrations, he selects the most important plots in the chapters, which makes me feel that what I want to express is still understood."

"Mr. Chalk is not only good at drawing, but also very fast in drawing. I heard that he only took a few hours to draw the illustrations of the latest chapter."

"But in my opinion, the strokes of that illustration are not rushed at all, it is really exquisite..."

Even the chanting in a low voice reveals his respect and gratitude to Teacher Bai Cha.

"Oh, I forgot the time as soon as I said it, let's go quickly!"