Liangzhou City, Ministry of Justice—

The lights are brightly lit.

Although there were occasional dangers in the past, the Ministry of Justice, which was quite leisurely most of the time, has now become the most tiring among the six Ministry of Liangzhou City.

This yamen has three in and three out, which is extremely spacious. There is a lobby with sand table restoration of the entire Liangzhou City, left and right side halls, and twenty-seven houses for dispatch and summarizing and processing information.

Over the past few days, the lights and candles are bright every night.

Especially in the lobby, according to the servant who delivered boiling water and cooking tea every night, the person's face was cold, and his eyes had almost been closed for about three days and three nights.

In the lobby of the yamen, Tie Lin no longer had the anger and unwillingness he had during the day, and had regained his proper rationality and calmness. He sat on a chair, holding a rather simple tea bowl with his hands, and Wuxin was opposite him.

Under the lights and candles next to him, the soft eyes were still quiet, and there was no sign of shaking.

Tielin briefly explained what happened today. He felt a little dry. He raised his hand and drank a sip of tea, chewing the tea that was a little swollen, and said:

"That's how it is. The two people from Qunxing Pavilion appeared in Rongyue City."

"That Lu Qiong used that set of 'star pendant'. Although the martial arts method was the skill of the outside world, it was not as exquisite and meticulous as my Great Qin River, but the internal technique of using strength was actually extremely clever and not inferior to the first-class martial arts in the world."

"There are three remnants hidden in the arsenal of the Ministry of Justice. You and I have made an exception to observe before leaving Beijing, and I will not misread it."

Wuxin's eyes drooped, and said:

"Then Lu Qiong, did he attack 'Qiuqi'?"

Tie Lin nodded and said, "Yes, this is what I have seen with my own eyes. If it weren't for the 'I Take the Sword' master in the Sword Forging Valley who took action to stop him, 'Qiuanqi' would have died directly under Lu Qiong's palm."

Wuxin said: "But if Lu Qiong wants the life of 'Qiongqi', one palm is enough."

Tie Lin also frowned and said, "So I think that Lu Qiong's real purpose is probably to exhaust the magical weapons and weapons collected by his ancestors for more than a thousand years in the Sword Forging Valley. At least, he also intends to include "I Take the Sword" in his hands."

Wuxin nodded. Tie Lin's judgment was based on the changes in the situation at that time. It was reasonable and could not say anything wrong, but for some reason, he always felt something was wrong in his heart.

It seemed that this reasonable thing was covered with a thin layer of mist, no longer real, as if the superficial reasonableness was made for him to see. If so, there must be a brilliant chess player behind him who is difficult to reach at present.

It’s just a pity that he was all in Liangzhou City today and could not go to Rongyue in person. Otherwise, he might have discovered something unusual. Although what he learned from Tie Lin at this time was detailed, it was missing after all.

As for whether the two of the Star Pavilion had left, he was not worried.

After several days of demonstration, he was already confident enough at this time. The other party still could not leave Liangzhou. Even if he left, he would return. As Tielin said, there is a high possibility of doubting the plan.

Tielin drank a sip of tea and said:

"I'm not here today, did Xu Sixing ever spit out any news?"

Wuxin put this matter aside and shook his head and said:

"No."

"He was very hard and couldn't open it for a while. He was willing to say that it was for the Dongfang generation of Dongfang's heart. In addition, it was related to the secret of the sword-making valley, but he refused to speak at all. Although he spoke, he only talked nonsense, which was contradictory to each other, and was not enough to believe."

Tie Lin couldn't help but curse, then noticed something again, frowned, and said:

"Dongfang Ningxin...is Wang Anfeng's cousin?"

Wu Xin's expression fluctuated and said:

"no."

"From Wang Anfeng, we can see that Xu Sixing and the others spent a lot of effort that day, and they probably caught the wrong person."

Tie Lin looked surprised and said strangely:

"I caught the wrong one? Although the sword-making valley is no more eye-catching than the world's No. 1 village and the Xue family, it will not be possible to find the wrong person. Dongfang Ningxin must be in Liangzhou City, but where is it now? Was it hidden by Wang Anfeng?"

Wuxin's mouth slightly raised and said:

"It is said that Dongfang Ningxin is beautiful and the best in the East."

"He probably doesn't have the courage."

Tie Lin was slightly stunned and then smiled:

“It’s true.”

Wuxin knocked on his knee, which was a signal to stop occasional chatting, and said:

"Let's stop here for now, just look at this."

After saying that, he raised his hand and took out a file from the table, pushed it slightly, and flew horizontally towards Tielin. The latter opened his hand and grabbed it. His eyes swept it on it. He saw two ink-colored characters from the Ministry of Revenue. He was slightly stunned. He realized something. His body suddenly straightened, and he swayed with the table and chairs, and a clattering sound, saying:

"Finished?!"

Wuxin nodded and said:

"Although the approximate scope has been finalized, people who meet the standards have been selected, a total of five people, in three markets."

"Although Wang Anfeng asked the gambler to speak that day, the gambler had no martial arts skills after all, and he was confused and he did not learn the skills of my Ministry of Justice, so he could not determine which market it was."

"I only know that it is one of the three in Shanyuefang, Mitsukoshifang and Shanlefang."

While he was speaking, Tielin had already opened the file in his hand, which was the household registration of the Ministry of Revenue. Each page above was a household with a portrait and a picture. Below, he wrote about his life in fine brushes. Most of them were useless words, such as white face and little mole on his left cheek.

He didn't care about anything else, and turned around the pages with the willow leaf tags. His expression became sharp and he flipped continuously. After reading dozens of fingers, he closed the file and placed it on the table beside him. He exhaled a long sigh, as if he was relaxed, and said:

"Three people in Shanyuefang, one in Mitsukoshifang, and the most are Shanlefang, and there are four people."

"If only these people are enough, one night is enough."

He didn't answer without any intention, and seemed unmoved.

Tie Lin was so strange that his joy cooled a little. After thinking about it, he discovered the problem. Although there were not many people, the scope involved was very wide. Three markets were connected, almost covering the entire Liangzhou City.

The raid was more than a hundred miles. Although one night was enough, there was no way to arrange enough manpower and power in the three markets to blockade. The most likely result was that although the other party was found, the other party forced the blockade to fail.

Thinking of this, Tie Lin felt like a basin of ice water was poured in his heart. He sighed with frustration and leaned on the chair again. The scabbard hit the table and chair, making a soft sound. He looked at Wuxin, who was still calm, and said:

"What should I do about it now?"

Wuxin said concisely: "Wait."

Tie Lin repeated the whisper and said with a wry smile:

"Wait? What to wait for?"

Wuxin said: "Wait for someone."

Before Tie Lin could digest this sentence, an extremely dense sound of flapping his wings came from the originally quiet night sky. Wuxin turned his head and looked at the gradually deeper night sky outside.

I immediately stood up, the window was wide open, and I could see the night and stars. A few times a gray shadow pounced directly on the window, and then fell on his outstretched fingers, looking extremely intimate, rubbing against his palm.

Tie Lin's eyes were slightly bright, and he recognized the gray pigeon's belonging.

Wuxin took off the letter from the gray pigeon's claws, raised his eyes and glanced across, curled the corners of his lips, and then shook his palms and sent it directly to Tielin's hand. The latter also read it and looked very happy.

This letter comes from Wang Anfeng. The written on it also contains information about gamblers. It seems useless, but it does not completely overlap with what the Ministry of Justice collects, but is intersected with each other.

Among them, there are secret news such as who was imprisoned in a certain place, who was chased by someone to take gambling money. These things are only circulated among those mice. If the military soldiers of the Ministry of Justice were not smart enough, it would be difficult to detect them in a short period of time, so they would report these doubtful people together.

The Ministry of Justice also has many information channels that are difficult for underground mice to reach, and several people in another piece of information can be ruled out.

In comparison, only two people were left in an instant.

One is in March Square, and the other is in Shanyuefang.

Only fifty miles apart.

Tie Lin instantly judged this result, his eyes were bright and he looked at Wuxin. The latter had already stood up calmly and said, "It has been delayed for half a month to operate tonight, and now it is about to end."

Tielin had always known that Wuxin must make careful arrangements before acting. Once it started, it was like turbulent waves, endless. He stood up and put the gray bird in his hand down. He was about to put it into the original bird cage, but Wuxin said:

"Stay for a while, don't have to put it away."

Tie Lin was slightly stunned and subconsciously glanced at the gray bird. The bird has now fallen into the cage, pecking at the clear water of grains and seems to be quite hungry. Although it is extremely agile, it consumes a lot. So far, it is a little hungry. What is the use of this bird now?

Confused in my heart, and said:

“Why?”

Wuxin said concisely: "Call someone."

Tielin knew who he was talking about and said, "...Wuxin, Wang Anfeng is the lord of the Shenwu Mansion after all. Even if he doesn't enter the court, he is still a major force in the world. He is a great hero in the north and the lord of a sect. How can he call him whenever he calls him?"

Wuxin refused to answer and had already started grinding the ink. Obviously, he planned not to shirk Wang Anfeng away the excuse of sleeping. He immediately replied, while grinding the ink, he answered casually:

"He has money for me."

Tie Lin thought of the 100 taels of ‘subsidy’ mentioned at the end of the letter, and his mouth twitched slightly, saying, “Then isn’t he your creditor?”

Wuxin's lips slightly curled, lifted his pen to shake his wrist, and said:

"It is precisely because he is a creditor that he comes."

"besides……"

Tie Lin said: "Apart from that?"

Wu Xin's cold face was rarely seen on his cold face, and then he disappeared. He wrote the letter and put the wolf pen in his hand on the pen holder, and said leisurely:

"I can't tell you about this."
Chapter completed!