Chapter 58 Disaster Maker

"Shopkeeper, do you still remember me?" Shan Bao's eyes narrowed slightly, with one hand lying on the counter, and the other hand tapping the table with a fan handle.

It was the second time that the innkeeper had been asked such a question, because he was not calculating this time, so he had time to take a good time to take a looked at Shan Baoqian from head to toe.

Shan Baoqian was a famous beautiful man when he was in Yanzhou. Except for being stingy, his appearance and temperament were first-class. With those long narrow phoenix eyes, he didn't know how many people could be electrocuted with a smile on the corners of his mouth. A while ago, when he stayed in the inn with Dan Xiaowu, there was no girl with an excuse to drink tea to peek at him.

After adding it, he also brought Hong Jiu, and the consumption of alcohol was even more considerable. The innkeeper was very happy to see it, and naturally he was deeply impressed by him.

At this moment, I looked carefully and immediately shouted happily, "Ah... You, you are the last time, the one in Room No. 1 of Tianzi."

"Exactly," Shan Baoqian nodded to him and smiled slightly, "The shopkeeper has a good memory."

"Son, you are back after finishing your work. Do you want to stay in the store?" Dare to be good. If he wants to stay for a few more days, someone will queue up to occupy a seat to see him. In this way, the business of his inn will definitely prosper.

Thinking of the days when money rolled over and counted until his hands cramped, a pair of shrewd old eyes of the innkeeper immediately narrowed into a slit.

Shan Baoqian raised his eyebrows and raised his eyebrows. He is also a person who loves money. How could he not know what the shopkeeper is thinking? "Slow down in advance. I have some important things now. I want to ask the shopkeeper. I don't know if the shopkeeper has ever seen his sister."

The innkeeper paused, "Your sister is..."

"My sister's name is Xiao Wu. I have lived here for a while. I usually like to dress up in men's clothes. So, do you have an impression of the shopkeeper?" Summarize Shan Xiaowu in one sentence, it is not easy for Shan Baoqian.

"Yes," the shopkeeper immediately woke up and slapped the table. "It turns out that the prince is Xiao Wu's brother. Look at my memory. She also came to me to look for you before."

No wonder he felt that Shan Baoqian was very familiar with the appearance and movements of talking to him just now. It turned out that Shan Xiaowu had also done this before. It was indeed a brother and sister. Not only the same action, but also the first sentence of the question was the same.

"I heard that the housekeeper is working here because she is not entangled. I haven't seen her for many days. I hope the shopkeeper will inform me quickly so that I can meet her."

Clapting the palm of his hand with a fan, Shan Baoqian thought happily that it turned out that Yuan Baomei returned to Jinling City to find him. If she had left later, she might have waited until she came back to meet.

"This..." The shopkeeper pondered and seemed to be embarrassed. "Although your sister did work in my gang for two days before, she is no longer here now."

"Isn't it here? Did you leave?"

Xiao Liuzi clearly said that he saw Shan Xiaowu's inn with his own eyes, and also asked Xiao Er in private. She was indeed here to help, but at this time, the shopkeeper said that the person was not here. What's wrong?

"Think about it again, shopkeeper, what's going on with your sister?"

"In fact, I'm also puzzled at this point. Your sister is well-behaved and diligent and easy to get along with. She is indeed a rare good child," he lowered her head and sighed, and the innkeeper said, "But I don't know why. Since yesterday, she followed our master. I went to Tiancheng Martial Arts Museum to help, but I didn't come back. I just asked someone to leave a letter to the chef, saying that I had to leave first when I met an acquaintance. Well, I didn't see her again today.

"Since the prince is Xiaowu's brother, do you know what kind of acquaintance Xiaowu met? Our chef here is still talking about her farewell.

Shan Baoqian frowned and shook his head, "I don't know much about this."

He has no idea about Shan Xiaowu's dating circle. He has made his sister like to run out since she was a child, and her friends are more extensive than him, a seven-foot man.

"Tiancheng Martial Arts Museum?" Feicui hung a burden in her hand, wrinkled her nose and whispered in the back, "Second young master, why does this name sound so familiar?"

Before Shan Baoqian could respond, Hong Jiu was drinking wine with satisfaction. Hearing her ask, she replied, "Isn't Tiancheng Martial Arts Museum the home of Xiao Tiancheng? It was burned last night... Um... Tiancheng Martial Arts Museum!"

Now Hong Jiu is completely awake, holding the wine gourd and the inn shopkeeper for a long time.

After listening to his words, Shan Baoqian was also stiff all over. His face was ugly as if he had been painted with a layer of green paint. The jadeite, who could not be frightened, cried out, "Oh no, miss!"

A dilapidated Yizhuang outside Jinling City

"Is this it?"

When he came out of the county government, the group went out of the city. Shan Baoqian looked up at the word Yizhuang, which was covered with spider dust on the top, and his face was as black as the bottom of the pot.

Hong Jiu rubbed his nose with the back of his hand holding the wine gourd and sneezed, "What's wrong with the county magistrate here? There is no result in the case. Why did you throw the body here casually?

The weather was already hot. The body was thrown on the tattered board at will, and no one took care of it. The green-headed flies as big as soybeans flew around the corpse, and the smell was full of smell in less than half a day.

The three of them covered their noses and walked in. On a hot day, the smell inside was quite unpleasant.

In fact, Feicui already wanted to retreat at the door, but when Hong Jiu told her that she would rely on her to identify people from some possible characteristics later, she followed in fearlessly. For the sake of the young lady, she was not afraid of anything.

"Is it all here?" Shan Baoqian frowned and looked at a row of dead bodies covered with white cloth, and a high Sichuan character piled up in the middle of his eyebrows.

"It's all here," Hong Jiu is also used to seeing the dead. At this time, he didn't care about the smell. He just poured wine vigorously, and his footsteps were a little fluttering and nodded at the row of corpses. "I have inquired about it. In addition to Xiao Tiancheng and his mother, and He Yao, who opened the Nanfeng Hall, was put in the government because he had a little head and face. Outside the door and morgue, all its corpses, which were destroyed and could not be recognized or no one received, were put here.

"The second young master? Do we really want to see it? Feicui huddled behind Shan Baoqian and covered her nose hard and dared not look at the bodies. "I'm sure that she will be safe and healthy, so we still..."

"Shut up and go out if you're afraid." Shan Baoqian was at a time of anxiety. Hearing what Feicui said, his face sank.

In fact, he hopes that what she said is true more than Feicui. Shan Xiaowu is his own sister who has been watching since he was a child. How can he hope to see her on the day when he sees her in Yizhuang? This is just to reassure himself and calm down and think about problems.

Feicui didn't have the courage. When he drank it like this, he immediately closed his mouth aggrievedly, followed the two, and occasionally looked at it when Shan Baoqian lifted the shroud, and then turned away with a tearful face.

I looked at five people in a row. Although they were all burned, from the perspective of bones, they were all men. The last female corpse in a pink skirt was definitely not Shan Xiaowu - at least at that time, Shan Xiaowu was wearing men's clothing.

Sure that there was no Shan Xiaowu among the victims, Shan Baoqian's heart was relieved, but then he grabbed him tightly. Where is his precious sister who likes to cause trouble at this moment?

He can't even look at his sister. He, the second brother, has indeed failed enough.

Hong Jiu saw him pinching his eyebrows tiredly and knew that he was worried about Shan Xiaowu, so he comforted him loudly, "I didn't find the body, which means that she is still alive. You should be happy. Why are you suffering?"

This optimistic attitude is really a fight with his sister. Shan Baoqian had no choice but to think that one day when the two of them met, they were afraid that they would fall out.

"I'm thinking about who cheated Yuan Baomei," looking at the nearby gate of Jinling City with his back, Shan Baoqian sighed, "Although I don't know what kind of friends she knows, as far as I know about her, since she has found the inn to wait for me, then say She knew that I would come back, so she would never leave, not to mention that she suddenly left a book and ran away without anyone else knowing.

"So you suspect that she was taken away by the people of Tiancheng Martial Arts Museum?"

"It's not impossible, because I followed our brothers to go to private school since I was a child, and my character is lively. Her words can be said to be rough and heroic," she straightened her clothes, pulled out the letter left by Shan Xiaowu to Chef Hua from the cuffs, and Shan Baoqian unfolded it. "And the handwriting in this letter is generous but meticulous. About, Xiao Wu, she definitely can't write this kind of words.

"So, is this letter fake?" Hong Jiu stared at the letter and turned it upside down to check.

Shan Baoqian nodded, "I'm sure that this letter is definitely not from the hands of Xiao Wu."

"From this point of view, the person who cheated your sister is likely to have a lot to do with the Tiancheng Martial Arts Museum?"

If you can make the servant bring a fake letter to Chef Hua, presumably the person's status in the martial arts school should be quite high, or is the maid who delivers the letter actually the guy who secretly uses black hands?

Unfortunately, now the whole Tiancheng Martial Arts Museum has been burned, and Xiao Tiancheng has died. The people who originally followed him have either escaped or become crazy, which makes people don't know where to find it at all.

"This is exactly what I'm worried about. If this is really done by the people in Tiancheng Martial Arts Museum, the clues related to Xiao Wu are likely to be broken because of the fire."

Shan Baoqian squeezed his thin lips and said coldly, and his fists hidden in his sleeves subconsciously clenched tightly, and his long and narrow phoenix eyes were full of anger.

Which damn guy cheated Yuan Baomei away and left a book in her name to deliberately prevent others from looking for her? In case she is imprisoned in a place where she can't see, she can't even find the government. After a long time, even if she is not injured, she should be hungry after such a long time. Yuan Baomei's favorite thing is to eat, but she can't stand hunger.

Not to mention such a big fire... He was so worried that she was trapped somewhere at this moment and there was no way to ask for help.

As long as he thought of her dying and trapped in the fire, Shan Baoqian couldn't help being afraid that she would really leave everything like this. What face does his second brother, who vowed to protect her safety, face Jiang Dong's father?

Hong Jiu didn't understand his concerns, but he didn't know how to comfort him at this time. He could only pat him on the shoulder and suggested, "Let's go back to the inn first. Ask the chef later. Maybe he can think of some other clues."

Shan Baoqian has no objection. After all, he can only do this for the time being.

But halfway through the walk, he suddenly stopped, borrowed paper and pen from the man who set up gossip on the street, quickly wrote a letter with a pen, then sealed it with an envelope, turned around and handed it over to the blue jade hand behind him. "Jade, do you want to pay the money for buying a horse?"

Still, he didn't come to his senses from the pile of terrible corpses. Feicui took the envelope with his blank eyes. Hearing what he said, he immediately raised his head, "Second young master, what did you just say?"

"Go back to the inn, wash it, and then help me send this letter back to the house. As I told you last time, the money for buying horses was written off." Seeing that the jadeite was in high spirits, Shan Baoqian continued, "Remember not to let others, especially the old lady, know about the disappearance of the young lady, and even the master's side, don't say it first. You Just quietly hand over this letter to the young master.

There was a burst of joy on the jadeite's face, but then it became difficult. "But the second young master, I don't know the way back, and the maid said she would wait for the young lady to come back..."

"If you do it, just do it. Don't talk so much nonsense."

"...Yes, second young master." The boss of the boss has talked. Without the support of the young lady, what else can she say as a little maid?

Miss, Jade misses you!

"Remember, if anyone asks you when you go home this time, just say that the young lady asked you to go back first. Don't say anything. I promise to take the young lady back after a while." Seeing that Feicui lowered her head and looked lonely, the stern expression on Shan Baoqian's face softened. "As for you don't know the way, I will find someone to hire a carriage to take you there. You just need to do your part."

"I know the maidservant."

"Don't worry, little girl, Brother Hong, I'll find a few people who know how to accompany you later. I will never let you have an accident." Hong Jiu patted his chest and promised.

"Thank you, Brother Hong." Now the jade is finally sincerely grateful to him.

"Brother Hong, tonight I want to find a time to explore the Tiancheng Martial Arts Museum to see if there is a secret room where people can be hidden. In terms of the government office, I have to have Brother Lao Hong for your help." Shan Baoqian held his fists in his hands and saluted Hongjiu solemnly.

If there is such a big thing as killing and arson, the government will certainly not leave it alone. Even if it pretends, it will definitely send people to guard the edge of the charred ruins. In order not to cause unnecessary misunderstandings, it is necessary to step on it in advance.

"Hey, you and my brothers are so familiar with each other. There is no need for these annoying restrictions. Thank you or not. I don't like to listen to my brother," Hong Jiu deliberately said with a straight face, but then touched the slightly pricked beard on his chin with his hand, and then continued to say, "It just so happens that I also have a face here. My friend, he still owes me a favor. I'll ask him to do me a favor and make a guarantee. It should work.

"At that time, you will say that you are a master of case-sman who came from the capital and came to help. I think the ignorant county magistrate will never refuse you to enter the ruins to explore."

"If that's the case, it's really better." After returning to Jinling City for so long, Shan Baoqian finally had a little smile on his face.

"But seriously, Brother Shan," Hong Jiu saw his smiling face and knew that he had let go of his heart now, so he pressed his arm on his shoulder and joked, "Why do I always feel like your sister's disaster wherever she goes? First, the two people who tied her to Yueluo City died inexplicably. She disappeared. Then she went back to Jinling City. She just went to the Tiancheng Martial Arts Museum and let the owner burn the house together. You said, in case Xiao Tiancheng's brother hid your sister's paper, and now she is still healthy. Live happily - then he is really unlucky and smashed his head by moving stones, isn't he?

Sand Baoqian: "......-_-#"

When he was most worried about the safety of his sister, he complained to him in front of him that his little sister was actually a personal disaster maker - should he thank him for his humor?