There is a large brothel. At the door of the brothel, there are several receptionists in Tsing Yi. They are all men. They all have their heads slightly lowered but they never look humble. Their clothes are gorgeous but not vulgar.
If you find a few beautiful girls with exposed breasts to attract customers, it will certainly look more lively, but in this way, it will be no different from other brothels.
And among the men standing at the door of this brothel, any one you pick is young and handsome. Not only are they handsome, they are also well-dressed. Even if they go to the most luxurious restaurant in the city, no one will kick them out.
It seems that the owner of this brothel understands the thoughts of men very well: We are both men, I sit and you stand, I eat and you watch, I play with women and you wait on the side, this will give people a feeling of saying no.
Pure psychological pleasure.
"Could it be that he wants to invite us to visit the building?" Lu Xiaofeng asked curiously.
"He said it himself, he doesn't even know how to pay for a meal, let alone when he's shopping in a building." Su Yang smiled, pointed to a big sign at the door and said: "Besides, the most popular girl in this building doesn't seem to be...
Go to bed."
Is a girl who doesn't go to bed still a girl? If a girl doesn't go to bed, isn't it like a monk who doesn't ring the bell?
But Qing Guanren is the kind of girl who doesn't want to go to bed.
On the big Oiran sign at the door of the building, three characters were written in thick ink: Ouyang Qing.
"Ouyang Qing?" Lu Xiaofeng took a breath of cold air: "Isn't she the old friend of the honest monk?"
"Is she also Sikong Zhaixing's old sweetheart?" Su Yang looked at Lu Xiaofeng and said with a smile, "Do you think she will soon become your or my old sweetheart?"
"Being an old friend costs money," Lu Xiaofeng said.
Su Yang chuckled and said, "I just want to know now, have you brought any money?"
Most of the time, the housekeepers are more expensive than the girls who have sex with them.
This is the reason for professional skills. I have what you have, but you don’t know what I know. Of course, my price is higher than yours.
Ouyang Qing is the most famous and popular Qinghuan in the southeast area. It is said that she is proficient in poetry, poetry, music, playing and singing, so her price has always been extremely high. I often meet her once and listen to her play a piece of music.
It's enough to keep the most popular girl in other buildings for several days.
It is impossible for anyone to connect someone like Ouyang Qing with the Embroidery Thief. Many people speculate that the Embroidery Thief is actually a man, so he deliberately dressed up like a woman. But it does not mean that women cannot dress up as women, and women do not need to dress up.
It's a woman
"Don't you always carry a few banknotes with you, each worth at least one thousand taels?"
Lu Xiaofeng smiled sheepishly and said, "My banknotes were used to wrap that brocade, so they are now in Sikong Zhaixing's hands."
Having no money is a big headache. Fortunately, their clothes look decent enough, so it is not difficult to enter this brothel.
The interior of the brothel is also very large. The girls coming and going have amorous eyes and twisted waists, which gives off a romantic atmosphere.
"To see Ouyang Qing, you need to pay first."
Lu Xiaofeng had inquired very clearly. Not only did she have to pay a large amount of money first, but she also had to queue up. Miss Ouyang's queue had already been queued for half a month. How could such a busy person have time to be an embroidery thief?
She just doesn't steal or rob, and she earns enough money. No wonder some people say that a woman's beauty is inherently a kind of wealth, and sometimes it is worth a man's lifetime struggle.
It seems that it is really difficult to meet this girl Ouyang.
"Have you seen that person?" Su Yang pursed his lips at a girl standing in the corridor on the second floor.
"Of course I saw it. She has been looking at us since we came in." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Is she Ouyang Qing?"
Lu Xiaofeng somewhat despised Honest Monk's taste. Although that girl was nice, if Honest Monk fell head over heels for such a girl, he might not be too promising.
"I only know that she can take us to see Ouyang Qing."
The girl on the second floor can actually be called 'beautiful'. She has smiling eyes and holds a glass of Persian wine in her hand. Her lips are slightly red, her face is rosy, and her body is full of vitality.
Especially the two legs, slender and round.
Su Yang walked up the stairs, walked to the girl's side, and suddenly hugged her tightly.
The girl was startled, but soon she began to laugh crazily. She said with a smile: "I have been paying attention to you for a long time, and I thought you two were just here to have a look."
"Of course not." Su Yang raised the girl's pointed chin and said with a smile: "Of course I will look for the most beautiful girl here, and I will not move until I find it."
"Did you find it?" she asked.
"What do you think?" Su Yang said, while slowly taking her wine glass.
"Why did you take my drink?"
Her fingers were long and slender, and her long nails were painted with bright red impatiens branches. She slowly moved across Su Yang's chest and said with a smile: "Does a man like you still need to drink to stimulate himself?
"
Su Yang's hand also slipped on her chest, and he said with a wicked smile: "I took away your wine just because I was afraid that you would throw it at me."
"Why should I pour wine on you?" she said with a charming look.
Su Yang's plump and soft hand shook slightly, and he whispered in her ear: "Because I am about to do something very bad."
There was a faint wheezing sound in her throat, and she said intermittently: "The third room on the left is my room."
"Isn't it the first one on the right?" Su Yangqi asked: "In the whole building, I think you are the only one worthy of living in such a gorgeous room."
She smiled wildly and said: "That belongs to Ouyang, but I can guarantee that my room will be more interesting than hers..."
Su Yang suddenly pushed her away, winked at Lu Xiaofeng who was still waiting downstairs, and then nodded to her politely: "Okay, thank you!"
She was stunned, and was about to ask what you understood, but Su Yang had already turned around and rushed into the largest and most luxurious room.
Only then did she really understand. She was so angry that she trembled all over. She gritted her teeth and cursed bitterly: "You bastards! Is there anything I can't do compared to her!"
...
Su Yang and Lu Xiaofeng broke through the door almost at the same time and rushed into the largest and most luxurious room on the right.
There were no screams, no naked goblins fighting, and no girl Ouyang Qing performing the flute and singing for the guests.
I didn't see anyone breathing, and the room was actually empty.
There was a pipa hanging on the wall, a Yaoqin on the table, the softest Persian carpet on the floor, a bed, a table and chairs, and even a beautiful toilet in the corner of the room, but there was no one there.
But Lu Xiaofeng's eyes were already fixed on the wall.
There are several landscape paintings hanging on the wall, two of which were stolen by the embroidery thieves from Hua Yuxuan.
Then his eyes drifted to the bedside. The incense burner on the table was obviously an antique. I heard that the batch of red goods from Zhendong Escort Bureau also contained several valuable antiques.
So are the few gold leaves on the table part of the stolen gold leaves from Jinsha River?
You can even see a pearl the size of a longan on the dressing table. Each of the eighteen dendrobium pearls stolen from Pingnan Palace is the size of a longan!
Even Su Yang was stunned. What was going on? Why did these things appear in Ouyang Qing's room?
Is it a frame-up? But the eighteen dendrobium pearls were taken away by Jiang Qingxia and Jiang Chongwei. Could it be that they and other embroidery thieves are actually in the same group?
In the original plot, Ouyang Qing and Jiang Qingxia were both sisters of the Red Shoes Organization. Jiang Qingxia seemed to have no reason to frame Ouyang Qing. What's more, she had decided to stay away from Jiang Chongwei's grievances, so why would she do such a thing again?
Or is it that the real embroidery thief was actually the Red Shoe Organization, Ouyang Qing? At least she was involved, and all this was not completely framed?
It's really strange.
What’s even stranger is yet to come.
"Look what that is." Lu Xiaofeng pointed at the big bed and said.
Looking in the direction of his finger, half of a shoe was exposed under the big bed, a red shoe.
Of course if there are shoes, there should be feet, and if there are feet, of course there are people. Could it be that Miss Ouyang is lying under the bed!
Even if the steward is picking up guests, there is no reason to lie under the bed!
He lifted up the sheets covering the bed.
Fortunately, there was no one under the bed, only a pair of embroidered shoes, red embroidered shoes.
There was something like a shelf behind the shoes. When I pulled it out, I saw that it was actually a Buddhist niche covered with a curtain.
The girl also worships the Bodhisattva? Is it because the girl bumps into the little monk every day, so she asks the Bodhisattva to protect her from meeting a sick and bad little monk?
But isn’t this Miss Ouyang a shepherd?
At this time, there was a sound of scratching and footsteps outside the door, and four burly men wearing hats tilted and half-undressed coats had blocked the door and stared at them.
"You don't want to ask about the names of the four major gold steel companies in Poland Street. If you dare to come here and cause trouble, you will be beaten hard by me." The leading man glared and waved his hand, and the rest of the people rushed up.
, fists as big as casseroles were about to hit Lu Xiaofeng and Su Yang in the face.
Su Yang seemed not to have seen these people at all. He squatted in front of the Buddhist niche and opened the curtain to see which deity was enshrined inside. At the same time, he said without looking back: "Did you hear that? Beat me hard."
Immediately afterwards there was a crackling sound and screams like ghosts and wolves howling.
Although Lu Xiaofeng didn't have a fist as big as a clay pot, and he wasn't made of gold, his fists were much harder than these people's.
.........
After half a stick of incense, Su Yang and Lu Xiaofeng walked out of the door of the building again, followed by a few strong men with bruises and swollen faces. They bowed and nodded and said with a smile: "You two gentlemen, walk slowly, walk slowly!"
Lu Xiaofeng held the Buddha statue found in the Buddhist niche and wondered: "Why is there such a thing in her room!"
This Buddha statue has three heads and six arms, and a ferocious face. It is exactly the same as the Zambulu God of Wealth found in Jiang Qingxia Taoist Temple. However, the statue of the God of Wealth in front of you is more vivid in color than the previous statue. The Buddha's face on the three heads is
It is also more vivid, as if it could come alive at any time.
The two of them walked to a place where there were few people around, and Su Yang smashed the statue's head with one fist.
Sure enough, it is hollow, but there is no painting on the inside of the statue, but a small note.
There were a few small words written on the note: "Arrived. See you in the West Garden after dusk on the twelfth."
These characters are in small seal characters with hairpin flowers. They are light in color and will become blurry if you rub them hard with your finger. It looks like they were written with charcoal pen.
And the pen that girls use to draw eyebrows is also carbon? In other words, can we think that no matter who left this note to whom, it is very likely that it was written by a girl?
