"Is that true?" Yun Mohan thought about it carefully for a moment, but did not find the problem pointed out by Cen Yuwei.

Seeing that he was confused, Cen Yuwei couldn't help but laugh: "I can't even notice this. Do you still want to come to Anle Street alone to check? Fortunately, I insisted on coming."

"Vivi!" Yun Mohan had a black face.

Thinking of her previous proficient performances, his tone was covered with a hint of sourness: "Have you been here many times? As far as Cheng Yue is concerned, having a good relationship is not a good thing."

"I don't have a good relationship, you don't need to test it." Cen Yuwei bent her lips and easily pulled away the little thoughts that Yun Mohan had hidden.

Seeing that he was embarrassed, she took the initiative to talk about the serious matter: "Think about the madam who had been entertaining us before. When we asked Qinghuan, did we subconsciously hide the fact that she died, and then tried hard to recommend Mengge to us under Qinghuan's name?"

"yes."

Yun Mohan thought for a while and frowned: "What do you mean is that whether it is hiding the news of death or borrowing a name, it is all for us to stay and spend money, so her purpose is OK?"

"Smart." Cen Yuwei nodded and praised.

Then he said, "Then think about Mengge again? If she also seeks money, what should she do now?"

"At this moment, she should use the bridge built by the brothel to please us and gain money..."

Following the idea given by Cen Yuwei, Yun Mohan instantly figured it out: "But she herself denied her relationship with Qinghuan and cut off this path of wealth!"

"Yes, she cut off her own wealth." Cen Yuwei sneered, "If she said that she was born honest and could not tell lies, then she should have told us the news that Qinghuan was actually dead.

"But she didn't, and she also made the choice to hide it.

"It's not honest if you don't make money, so there's only a reasonable explanation left."

"She doesn't want to be related to Qinghuan." Yun Mohan took over the conversation and summarized what Cen Yuwei wanted to express in the end.

"Maybe she just feels unlucky and doesn't want to get involved with a dead person?" After thinking about it, Yun Mohan frowned and speculated.

"It's not impossible, but..."

Cen Yuwei looked at him deeply: "In such a world, how big do you think this is possible?"

Yun Mohan was silent.

This is a good statement.

People in this fireworks place have put down too much more than ordinary people.

When it comes to taboos, there are naturally much less.

For most people here, making money is the most important thing.

Just a name to climb up, what are the taboos?

"I understand." He looked slightly.

Judging from the current situation, this Hua Niang named Mengge can basically be confirmed to be in a problem.

Next, let’s see if Gu Fan and Hua Jiao find out any useful news.

The two waited on the street corner for about a moment.

When the moon was hanging high, the lonely sail and Huajiao, who had moved separately with them, finally came over.

"How did you do what you did?"

"Report to Your Highness, my subordinates have asked about the specific details of Qinghuan's fall from the building." Gu Fan replied with his head down, "She first went to visit an Enke on the third floor, and the wine was drunk at that time.

"But after Enke left, she did not go back to rest, but went down the stairs and prepared to continue to attract customers. The incident happened at the entrance of the stairs on the second floor.
Chapter completed!