The sky is getting brighter, but the snow is no longer getting smaller, but is getting bigger and bigger.
Ye Zhou, wrapped in the cold air, landed lightly in the yard of the Huanhua Building.
After a long night of running around and working, he was very tired. He raised his hand to his lips, breathed, patted the snow off his body, and opened the door.
A feeling of warmth came to my face.
He was startled, took a step back reflexively, and grabbed the concealed weapon with his backhand.
There was a "pop" sound, and a small firelight lit up, illuminating Gu Fenglin's ridiculously beautiful face with clear outlines.
"It's the landlord."
Ye Zhou breathed a sigh of relief, put away the concealed weapon, walked in with a smile and saluted: "When did you come, and why didn't you ask someone to light a lamp or make something to eat for you?"
Gu Fenglin lit the candle and said gently: "No need, I was passing by here and stopped by to take a look."
Ye Zhou said: "It's such a cold day and you're not in good health. You really shouldn't stay up late."
He shouted, and a servant came out immediately.
"Go to the kitchen and make a pot of hot ginger soup. Then use the chicken soup to cook a bowl of thin silver noodles. The taste should be light."
The servant responded: "Would you like to make tea?"
It was probably because the matter was going to end soon, and Ye Zhou felt much more relaxed.
He asked Gu Fenglin in a brisk tone: "Master, you haven't slept all night, and you can't sleep even more after drinking tea. Why don't you stop drinking it?"
"That's okay." Gu Fenglin obeyed his arrangement.
This made him particularly happy and felt that he was very valued.
He personally moved two charcoal pots that had lost the smell of smoke and replaced the one that was almost burned in front of Gu Fenglin. He murmured: "You must take care of yourself."
Gu Fenglin looked at him silently.
He felt a little uncomfortable, so he asked: "It will take some time for the noodles to be cooked. Why don't I tell you about the progress these days?"
"Sit down and talk." Gu Fenglin pointed to the stool next to him.
Ye Zhou sat down half-way with his body tilted, and said in a brisk tone: "When the competition ends tonight, my subordinates are busy completing the important thing you told me."
"What's the matter?" Gu Fenglin also said in a relaxed tone.
Ye Zhou showed a bit of a smile: "It's the people who were involved in that incident. All my subordinates took this opportunity to arrest and kill them."
He raised his finger: "There are two beside Mr. Mu, one beside Mrs. Mu, and one beside Murong. Kill them all."
Seeing Gu Fenglin looking at him intently, he felt a little guilty and raised his finger: "Four people, two men and two women, have handled it very cleanly and will not leave any hidden dangers. Do you want to take a look, sir?"
"Okay." Gu Fenglin said: "It's done well."
The servant brought noodles in, and Ye Zhou offered them with both hands: "You can eat noodles."
"You eat it too." Gu Fenglin said: "What about the ginseng case and the missing persons case?"
Ye Zhou quickly said: "There are several clues in the missing persons case that show that the missing beautiful children were sent to a village on the outskirts of the city. The owner of the village is none other than Jiang Shichao."
"Jiang Shichao?" Gu Fenglin frowned.
This is Concubine Jiang's brother.
Ye Zhou said: "My subordinates tried to send people to sneak in, but Zhuangzi's security was too tight, and they failed to sneak in after two attempts.
It has been a troubled time recently, and my subordinates were afraid of stirring up trouble and causing more trouble, so I thought it would be better to take a break."
Gu Fenglin nodded: "You have to consider holding off for a while. What about the ginseng case?"
Ye Zhou said dejectedly: "There is still no clue about that wooden sign." (To be continued)