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Chapter 211: The world of men is terrible

Master Yuxiao naturally saw Mei Wude's strength and did not dare to say anything. With a whistle, he led everyone to fly out of Wangxiang Tower.

Xiaolan stood there awkwardly. She had just paid attention to Zhao Bai's expression. When Mei Wude said those words that were almost confession, the muscles on Zhao Bai's face shook violently, and then his sharp eyes

She stared at herself until her whole body started to tremble and she felt indescribably uncomfortable.

"Let's go." Zhao Bai said suddenly and took Xiaolan's hand, "I still want to go to the prison and take a look."

When Zhao Bai said this, there was still a hint of sharpness in his eyes, and the tenderness on his face wanted to melt this early spring night.

Xiaolan didn't feel anything about this look and smile, but Mei Wude standing next to her couldn't stand it.

He had just expressed his feelings in front of everyone, and this man pulled the girl in his heart over without any scruples, and gave her a warm look that should only be given to a lover.

It was obvious that Zhao Bai didn't take Mei Wude seriously at all, and his emotional and touching confession was just bullshit.

"Master Qin, you don't believe that Liu Xi is dead?" Mei Wude finally couldn't bear it any longer and stopped in front of them both, "Now, I'm afraid Liu Xi's death situation has nothing to do with suicide.

It’s different, and besides, it’s already late at night, why don’t Master Qin wait until dawn before going to the prison to take a look.”

What Mei Wude means is, Zhao Bai, if you go now, it will be in vain. How could you, Zhao Bai, not know this truth? You took my Xiaolan's wife away, and you were just using power for personal gain. You wanted to make my Xiaolan

My wife is with you.

"Thank you Mr. Mei for reminding me, but Mr. Mei doesn't know that as long as something happens, it will definitely leave traces. Dead people..." Zhao Bai slowly raised his head, using his eyes that were colder than the Arctic ice.

Looking at Maywood, "Sometimes, the dead can give us a lot of messages."

Mei Wude wanted to say something else, but Xiao Lan whispered softly: "Mr. Mei, this store is so messy, you'd better find someone to clean it up quickly."

With that said, Xiaolan looked up at Zhao Bai again: "Master Qin, let's go. If it's any later, there will really be no news."

Xiaolan was right. This time, the dead man could not give Zhao Bai any message.

Liu Xi's body has been collected. The prison where he stayed was only a mess of withered grass. There was not a trace of blood on the withered grass. I believe that even the withered grass had been replaced with new ones.

The cell leader said that when Liu Xi came from the government office, his face was bloodless and he looked like he was going to die at any moment.

Later, he kept humming there, I believe it was because the wound was too painful.

Everyone got tired of hearing this and thought that he, a semi-disabled person, could not make any big noise, so they all ran to the door and ignored him.

About half an hour later, the cell leader suddenly thought of going to see Liu Xi. When he walked over, he saw Liu Xi lying on the ground with black blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. He had committed suicide by taking poison.

"Are you sure no one has been here during this period?" Zhao Bai looked around, trying to find any clues.

The prison chiefs and others lowered their heads. Seeing that Zhao Bai had no intention of blaming him, they all raised their heads and nodded affirmatively.

"Then, where did the poison Liu Xi took come from? When he was in prison, didn't you search him?"

This time, the sound was much harsher.

The prison boss lowered his head again.

"At that time, he was covered in blood, so we..."

Zhao Bai said no more and waved his hand to let the prison guard retreat.

"What was found on his body?" Zhao Bai asked when he saw Xiaolan coming from the morgue.

"Mei Wude guessed it right. Liu Xi's body had been thoroughly cleaned for fear that the plague would spread."

Xiaolan said with a look of sadness on her face.

"The fact that they didn't throw Liu Xi's body into a mass grave is a sign of respect for you, Mr. Qin."

Indeed, many of the people who died in prison were simply thrown away and then reported to higher authorities.

Thinking about it, these people were also afraid that Qin Shaobai would cause trouble, so they simply left Liu Xi's body behind, but it was already a corpse that had been specially treated. No matter how clever you were, you couldn't find any clues.

"Should we let Mr. Song do the autopsy?"

Zhao Bai shook his head: "Liu Xi has always been just a pawn, just like the Seven Eagles, they just want to make that thing more and more real."

Seeing the confusion on Xiaolan's face, Zhao Bai said again:

"You have to know that Qiying was Shi Miyuan's subordinate a few years ago. Later, because of the failure of the Northern Expedition, he openly opposed Shi Miyuan's peace negotiation policy, and even doubted the cause of the death of Prime Minister Han, so Shi Miyuan drove him to Wuyi Mountain and Shunchang

Go. Think about it, why these Seven Eagles don’t go anywhere but to the territory of Shi Miyuan’s favorite Zhao Rushu.”

"General Zhao is saying that Shi Miyuan deliberately drove away the Seven Eagles so that they could help Zhao Rushu?"

Zhao Bai nodded slowly: "Then Zhao Rushu was originally an upright little official, but he became more and more annoying after meeting Shi Miyuan. I believe that these Seven Eagles not only helped Zhao Rushu, but also several others

Sub-surveillance means inside."

Xiaolan couldn't help but take a breath.

She really doesn't understand the world of men.

These two people are obviously as close as father and son, but why do they have so many precautions and plots behind their backs?

"Then why did Qiying scold Zhao Rushu so much just now? They both serve Shi Miyuan, so they should be considered good brothers and good friends?"

A mysterious smile appeared at the corner of Zhao Bai's mouth: "Little girl, you are really that fool. You have been around Qin Shaobai for a long time, and your thinking ability has deteriorated."

Seeing Xiaolan's slightly cold face, Zhao Bai actually felt a little tenderness in his heart, and tapped Xiaolan's head gently:

"A wise person will not only cultivate his own power internally, but also prepare an escape route for himself externally. The external preparation is actually more important than the internal preparation. Often those people are the same as their masters on the surface.

It’s the opposite.”

Xiaolan understood that if Shi Miyuan allowed Qi Ying to exist in another way, it would never be possible for Qi Ying to have anything to do with him, and even let the world think that Qi Ying was with him, Shi Miyuan, and his Shi Miyuan.

The group is irreconcilable.

This kind of power is the power that can make the enemy defenseless and devastating.

After figuring this out, Xiaolan became even more confused about another question.

"I still don't understand, since these Seven Eagles are Shi Miyuan's hidden power, why would Shi Miyuan push them out at this time?"

Zhao Bai laughed: "I didn't understand it at first, until Mr. Yuxiao found a reason and threw a handful of flutes to me."

Zhao Bai said, but his eyes became sharp again, "It was this flute that made me sure that their purpose was not to kill me, but to confirm whether I was the one who used the flute."


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