Wang Huan did not answer, but said to the police: "The target is in the abandoned house to the east of Mingyue Tower, besiege first and then attack. Remember, what I want is alive!"
There were still people among the police who didn't react, so Wei Chuanzheng shouted: "Damn, are you all deaf?"
After saying that, he waved his hand and immediately got into the alley and ran toward the abandoned house. Four people followed him immediately. If he didn't leave, the dominatrix would seek revenge on him.
In this way, these detectives, in groups of four or five, followed and surrounded the area with ease.
At the same time, the five intersections leading to the periphery near Mingyue Tower were also blocked by policemen and government officials. Soldiers holding weapons and policemen holding iron rulers and chains stopped there.
Even if there were pedestrians walking this way in twos and threes, they would stop at a distance when they saw such a scene. They would turn around and walk back while whispering to each other and starting to talk.
At this point, the Mingyue Building area is completely isolated from the outside world.
Wang Huan's movements were not slow at all. In just a few snaps of her fingers, she was in front of Wang Huan and others.
Wang Huan clenched her right hand into a fist and squatted down close to the wall of the house. Wei Chuanzheng and others behind her also followed suit.
The patter of rain covered up their footsteps very well, otherwise Wang Huan would not have dared to get so close.
Although it has gone through the war, this tall courtyard wall has not completely collapsed, only a few gaps have been left. In the dark rainy night, it looks like a row of broken teeth and has a ghostly atmosphere.
Wang Huan used the ladder to carefully stretch her head through a gap in the wall. The courtyard was a deserted ink color, with overgrown weeds as tall as a person. Occasionally, there were stone tables and benches lying horizontally and vertically.
Weeds come from it.
Judging from the scale and architectural style, the owner of this house is either rich or noble. It has just experienced the war, and the original magnificence has been lost.
Wang Huan held her breath and turned her gaze to the main hall of the house. The doors and windows of the main hall had been sealed with curtains from the inside, but the faint firelight still shot out from the gap.
She estimated that the distance from here to the main hall was beyond the range of the crossbow, and the position of the people in the hall was uncertain, so she could not act rashly.
At this time, the big man in the main hall did not realize that he was trapped in a tight siege. He was leaning on a black lacquered chest with only three legs left, with his upper body naked and his eyes closed to meditate.
In front of him was a small bonfire, with the robe he had just worn on a wooden stand beside it. The fire was not burning brightly enough, so the robe was not dry yet, and streams of white mist appeared faintly from the robe.
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The big man took off his bamboo hat, revealing a head of thick black hair, and the centipede-like scar on his cheek flickered brightly and darkly in the firelight. Looking at it from a distance made people feel chilly.
Opposite the big man squatted a thin, monkey-like man with two moustaches. He was wearing a first-class robe, but he looked really ugly. He was squatting there, with water dripping from his robe.<
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"My benefactor, you have such a good memory. You still remember this place after so many years."
"Water rat, you've done well in the past few years!" the big man said expressionlessly.
The man named Shui Mouzi blinked his triangular eyes, rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "My lord, you are joking. If it weren't for your blessing, how could I, Shui Mouse, be where I am today? However, you finally came to Jiangling, and I
But I can't help you with the wind and wash away the dust. Instead, I let you live in such a desolate place. I feel really sorry. It's very humid here, pests and rats are infested, and there are no restaurants nearby. Besides, you are injured now, so why not
Can I give you another place to stay?"
The big man waved his hand and said coldly: "Let's not mention these things for now. Let's talk about business first."
The Water Mouse seemed to understand the big man's temperament very well, and replied: "Okay, just follow my benefactor. Whatever you need to do, as long as I, the Water Mouse, can do it, just say it."
Ever since he received the news and came to meet him, he had been thinking about what important matters his benefactor had to give him when he was summoned urgently. After thinking about it all this time, he had no clue.
The big man reached out and touched the bandage on his left shoulder. There was a slight trace of blood seeping out there.
"Have you brought everything?" the big man asked.
"Yes, yes, I brought them all according to your instructions." Water Mouse said, taking out an oilcloth package from his arms, opening the first layer, and there was another layer inside, with as many as three layers.<
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The big man looked at the water rat and took out a roll of cloth, an inkstone, an ink ingot, and an autumn rabbit hair. He nodded and said: "That's it! Grind ink!"
The water rat was very puzzled. This benefactor’s hands were like cattail leaf fans, and he had always been a swordsman. How had he ever seen him dancing in writing?
The water rat was grinding the ink while looking at the big man. He held the autumn rabbit hair in his hand, put it to his lips and dipped it in it, frowning and staring at the unfolded cloth thoughtfully.
Autumn rabbit must be used when making brushes. In addition to the season, the position of the hair is also particular. There are two rows of hair on the spine, which is particularly good.
The water rat knew that it was his benefactor who used the pen, so he deliberately chose the autumn rabbit hair, but the scene in front of him made him dumbfounded.
The benefactor holds a writing brush, which is similar to Zhang Fei's embroidery.
In more than ten seconds, the big man dipped his pen in ink and began to draw on the cloth.
The water rat stared at the cloth, his brows getting tighter and tighter.
The big man kept painting, kept painting, and after half a stick of incense, he put down the autumn rabbit hair with satisfaction, while the water mouse's brows were twisted into a knot.
"Help me find someone. God knows this, you know it, and I know it. Don't let it reach the ears of a third person. Remember the person in the portrait carefully. He is very likely to appear in Jiangling City.
All you have to do is tell me as soon as you find him."
The water rat listened to the big man with a solemn expression and spoke with great solemnity. He knew that this matter was unusual, and as a benefactor, he would never come to him for personal matters due to his temperament and temperament.
However, when he saw the portrait on the cloth, he was about to cry. The cloth was probably not even as good as a child's painting.
What’s up with the two eyes the size of mung beans on a head the size of a watermelon?
What’s up with the buck teeth?
And what’s with those bow legs?
My benefactor, if you asked me to find someone, at least draw me a person. This...this...even if that person walked across from me, I wouldn't recognize him. The big man narrowed his eyes and looked at the figure painting: "
Time has been rushed, and there is a gap between it and myself."
The water rat couldn't laugh or cry. Not only was there a gap, he was not a person at all!
"My benefactor, what is this person's name?"
The big man said: "This has nothing to do with you."
Okay, I have no answer if I ask!
"This person is extremely important to me. Let's put it this way, he is more important than my life!" The big man said to the water mouse word by word.
While the water rat agreed, his mind was spinning rapidly. Who is this person? He could be more important than his benefactor's life.
When I met my benefactor a few years ago, he was a school captain. I heard that in recent years...
This chapter has been completed!