Seeing that he didn't leave, Shen Yinqiu glanced at him and said, "What?"
Wan Qiyan sighed and asked: "Aren't we going out for a walk?
Is there anything to do?"
Putting it this way, it seems that they are here to avoid Wan Qisheng's annoying ways, and they are not here to do anything specifically.
After realizing it, she coughed dryly and said, "What?
With so many subordinates gathered in the lobby on the second floor, don't you have anything to give me?"
"No."
Wan Qiyan confirmed.
Shen Yinqiu touched her nose.
Why did she come here all the time?
It was really boring.
The night was not dark, so she walked to the window and looked down at the crowds on the street outside.
She happened to see the Shen Mansion in this direction.
She glanced at it and withdrew her gaze.
Her mother was no longer in the Shen Mansion, and she was no longer there.
What needs attention.
Shen Jinqiu had a miscarriage and would not trouble her for almost a month.
And the General's Mansion will not go to the emperor for comment on this matter.
The foreign envoys are still there, and they are in a tense stage.
She was only worried about the person who sent the gift box.
Shen Yinqiu turned around and asked Wan Qiyan, "Has Tingyun's death been discovered?"
Seeing that she suddenly cared about this matter, Wan Qiyan put what he had always wanted to do on his agenda, "I haven't received the news yet.
Her body is in the dark pavilion.
Do you want to go to the dark pavilion to take a look?"
Shen Yinqiu said nothing, "Where is your secret pavilion?"
"The night you were punished by the Shen family to kneel down in the ancestral hall, I took you there."
Shen Yinqiu thought about it carefully, and only remembered the place where a lot of news came and went, "If it doesn't hinder you, go ahead."
"I've already mentioned it, how could there be any hindrance?"
Wan Qi stood up with a smile, feeling relieved when he saw that the matter of his other identity was just over.
The ANBU on the second floor saw their master bringing people in and out without even looking at them.
They felt as if dogtail grass had brushed against the soles of their feet, and they were extremely itchy.
Since we are going to the Dark Pavilion, we cannot get there by walking.
Wan Qiyan could take Shen Yinqiu to visit his secret place, but not everyone was qualified to go, so Qian Yan was left at Haoshi Restaurant.
Shen Yinqiu was not very relieved that she was here alone.
After Wan Qiyan ensured that she would not be harmed in the Haoshi Restaurant, she left with Shen Yinqiu on her back.
The night was thicker than ink, Shen Yinqiu was lying on his back, the hood she was wearing was puffed up by the cold wind.
She didn't feel cold when Wan Qiyan's body temperature came to her, but she subconsciously tightened around Wan Qiyan.
Yan's neck.
She had no memory of the place she had been to last time.
The only thing I realized was that this night was not as cold as last time.
Shen Yinqiu couldn't see the scenery around him.
They were moving too fast.
Occasionally, he would notice the afterimage of Qingye flying past.
Sometimes she was faster, sometimes Wanqi Yan was faster.
Alternately move forward one after the other.
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Until she saw the red lantern in the distance, its red light particularly conspicuous in the dark night.
Wan Qiyan and the others headed towards the location of the red lantern.
The gradual approach allowed Shen Yinqiu to see clearly where the red lantern was hung.
This is undoubtedly a dilapidated inn.
The broken flag is rolling in the night wind, and it is stained with blood.
When you smell it carefully, you can't smell the smell of blood, and the color is particularly dark.
It seems that it was not done recently.
The red lantern is hung on the flag pole in front of the inn.
I don’t know where this place is.
The cold wind is twice as strong as on the streets of the capital.
It howls like a ghost, making people feel suspicious.
In addition, the blood-red lanterns and blood-stained flags are hidden in the darkness.
The inn inside.
Shen Yinqiu even spoke softly.
"What are we doing here?"
Wan Qiyan remained motionless when he arrived at the door of the inn.
If she hadn't been able to feel his body temperature and breathing, she would have doubted whether he was a human being.
"The secret pavilion is here, and people will be here soon."
He explained.
What Wan Qi Yan said was very fast indeed.
In almost a few breaths, a figure hidden in a cloak appeared in front of them quietly.
If he hadn't called out to his master, he would have been hiding behind Wan Qi Yan.
Shen Yinqiu, who was looking around on Yan's back, could not find him coming yet.
Wan Qiyan was calm and followed him into the inn with a hum.
There wasn't even a single light in here, but these people seemed to have night vision and kept walking in the dark.
And there was no sound of footsteps, it was eerily quiet.
She was not sure whether Wan Qiyan was taking her to see the dark pavilion, or whether he wanted to scare her into being so arrogant in the future.
Fortunately, after walking for a while, I finally saw the candlelight.
They were walking down.
Shen Yinqiu used the not very bright candlelight to pay attention to the wall.
Although it was very ventilated, she still smelled the fishy smell of earth.
This is in the tunnel, right?
She remembered that she had not been here last time.
After going down the stairs, the place was finally spacious.
The man led the way in front of them, no longer silent, and took the initiative to say: "Master, we haven't found out Tingyun's death yet.
We only found out that she had received a note before going out, but that note has been It was destroyed by her and cannot be traced.”
Wan Qiyan said calmly: "Take us to see her body and make sure that the amber was handed over to Tingyun."
"Make sure the auctioneer really wants to put the item in our hands."
"Okay, I understand."
Wan Qiyan was not tired of carrying Shen Yinqiu on his back, and walked through two stone doors into a place that was no different from an ice cellar.
The most noticeable thing was not the cold, but the corpses without white cloths to cover them.
"Master, Tingyun is there, Lao Wu will be here soon."
The cloaked man pointed at the corpse in the middle.
"Go and do your work first."
Wan Qiyan nodded, then motioned for him not to follow him around.
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The man in the cloak withdrew, and Shen Yinqiu craned his neck to look at Tingyun's corpse.
He met her widened eyes.
Although the pupils had lost their luster, the eyes of such a dead corpse were as hollow as a ball of thick blood.
Mo, it seems like something is looking directly at you.
Wan Qiyan stepped forward and had seen more terrifying corpses.
He didn't think Shen Yinqiu would be afraid of such a complete corpse.
"She must have been harmed by someone she trusted very much."
Shen Yinqiu pondered her eyes and expression, "It's just like the feeling I felt when I was suddenly stabbed to death by your sword.
It was very shocking."
The corner of Qingye's mouth twitched, and Wan Qiyan said helplessly: "Can't you use another metaphor?"
Shen Yinqiu stuck out his tongue and saw no blood "wherever her wound was".
Wan Qiyan reached out and hesitated.
After all, the body had been there for two or three days, and the whole body looked very dirty.
Qingye noticed it and stepped forward to move the body.
He heard a rush of footsteps coming from outside, "Master" The three of them turned around, and Shen Yinqiu found that they were a tall and thin middle-aged man.
Wan Qiyan raised his head towards the other party and asked directly: "Lao Wu, what clues did you find on Tingyun's body?"
The middle-aged man called Lao Wu.
He stepped forward, turned the body over, and let Tingyun reveal his back.
"Master, she was stabbed in the vital part and killed with one blow.
Before that, someone tapped her acupoints.
The bruises under the skin were because of At that time, the blood was frozen."
Shen Yinqiu thought to himself, if he tapped acupuncture points before killing people, could it be that the murderer's martial arts did not listen to Yun Gao?
But if she did not listen to Yun Gao, how could she have contacted and delivered the gift box to her hand?
Lao Wu examined the corpse very carefully and explained all the doubtful points.
He had obviously stayed in this dark pavilion for a long time and had a deep understanding of weapons.
He finally speculated, "Her heart was stabbed from the back.
Judging from the wound, it was mostly a dagger no wider than a knuckle, and she died."
Judging from the fact that there was no struggle before, she was very familiar with the move.
Tingyun is responsible for sending and receiving messages in the pavilion.
He rarely walks around outside.
The only people he knows are people in our pavilion.
There are three or five people in the pavilion who are good at using this kind of dagger.
Apart from leaving, I am very good at green bamboo, green leaves, windless gold, and wood."
Shen Yinqiu observed the fifth child.
His expression was natural, and he seemed not to be worried that Wan Qiyan would be unhappy because he was talking about the most trusted people around Wan Qiyan.
Even she would wonder if he was trying to sow discord.
But this tall and thin Lao Wu really makes it hard for people to see any flaws, and of course it makes it hard for people to tell that he is good at autopsy.
Qingye took out the dagger he had played with Shen Yinqiu and said, "This is a curved dagger.
See if it hurts you."
Shen Yinqiu glanced sideways at Qingye and found that she didn't have any sarcastic look on her face, as if she was just trying to find out whether Yun was killed with such a weapon.
Lao Wu shook his head when he saw it, "The head of your dagger is too sharp, her wound will be bigger."
Shen Yinqiu breathed a sigh of relief.
It would be embarrassing if this old man said yes.
It seemed that he was really not talking nonsense or targeting anyone.
Wan Qiyan left the ice room without finding any useful clues, and Lao Wu did not continue to follow him.
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He carried Shen Yinqiu on his back to another place.
Shen Yinqiu felt familiar when she entered this place.
This was the information transfer place she had seen before.
Many letters were being passed to each other.
No one noticed Wan Qiyan's arrival, or in other words, as long as Wan Qiyan remained silent, they were still busy with the work in hand.
Wan Qiyan walked straight forward and found a person who seemed to be in charge.
The man looked up and saw Wan Qiyan and immediately stood up and said, "Master, you are here."
"Well, let's call up the information of internal personnel and see who Tingyun is close to on weekdays."
Wan Qiyan said straight to the point.
The departure and departure of secret cabinet personnel are quickly announced internally, and they need accurate information to judge more things.
The man asked Wan Qiyan to sit down, got up and went to an unknown place.
After a while, he came over with a file.
"Master, Tingyun doesn't come into contact with many people on weekdays, but someone saw Qingzhu coming to see her, and the two of them went out together."
He handed over the information in his hand.
Shen Yinqiu patted Wan Qiyan's shoulder and motioned for him to put her down.
Wan Qiyan obeyed her, let her sit on the only chair, spread the file in front of the desk, and looked at it with her.
Qingye frowned slightly as he didn't know what he thought of.
Qingzhu really went to the Northern Desert to explore treasures.
She didn't look like a person who only wanted to make money
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