"Well, the murderer was the godson of a cult." As for which cult, she couldn't say clearly at the moment.

If this matter is made public, it will inevitably cause unnecessary turmoil. By then, the public will be alerted, and those guys will become more cautious and cautious, and will even break the dragnet that the two men have worked hard and spent years to build. The big picture.

Luo Ge watched Xu Zhong stop at the yamen gate, turned his head with a smile, and looked at himself deeply.

Seeing the probing and murderous intent in his eyes, Luo Ge smiled slightly, folded his hands on his chest, and said in a somewhat mocking tone: "Is it true that a great generation of head-hunters can't tell the difference between black and white? If you don't believe me, why did you bring me into the city?"

She knew that Xu Zhong was doubting herself - he felt that he knew the identity of the murderer and must have some connection with the murderer, perhaps an accomplice. But as an ordinary person, it was not bad to think so.

"It's natural to doubt you. But I brought you into the city for my own reasons." Xu Zhong turned his head again, his eyes dimmed slightly for a moment, "I hope I didn't see the wrong person this time."

The soft whisper of the last sentence drifted into Luo Ge's ears inadvertently.

After being stunned, Luo Ge quietly stretched out his fingers under his sleeve robe, quickly pinched and calculated, and then frowned slightly.

I see.

No wonder he was stunned for a moment when he saw himself.

It was because of that person.

"Master Xu, forgive me for speaking frankly. I know a little about divination. If you believe me, I will call the murderer to show up tonight. However, I have a condition." Luo Ge said calmly.

"Say." Xu Zhong raised his eyebrows.

"Take me to the prison. I want to see two people."

"..."

In the Yu'an City Yamen Prison.

In the darkest room, yellow oil candles were swaying left and right, flickering on and off, blown by the wind from nowhere. Thatch was scattered on the ground, and occasionally a few fat mice squeaked and scurried past - this Looking at it, it looks like a poor man's woodshed.

In the farthest corner of the room, there was a young man leaning against the wall, his hands clasping his knees, his gaze as unwavering as an ancient well.

Although the young man's facial features are immature, he is really good-looking, especially the little cinnabar between his eyebrows. Even though he is wearing prison uniform, his hair is messy, and his face is covered with dust, it is difficult to hide his coldness and peerless elegance.

In the room next to the boy, there was a beautiful woman in prison uniform. There was a red bird-like pattern between the woman's eyebrows - she should have been bright, but she was probably in prison, so her face was Only then will he look haggard.

If these two people are not Long Buli and Wu Qiu, who are they?

"Stupid, stupid, the water is on the table, the steamed buns are on the table, you should eat it! Dumb, stupid! Oh, stupid, don't sit there, can you?" Wu Qiu looked at being imprisoned, and had been there for the past few days. Long Buli maintained the movement, with a clearly visible look of anxiety on his face.

A few days ago, she chased Long Buli to this city, and somehow offended the city guard. She was knocked unconscious and imprisoned without realizing it.

When she woke up, Long Buli had just been sent to prison.

People nearby said that Long Buli suffered a lot during the interrogation because he was reluctant to speak. If he hadn't fainted and another murder happened, I'm afraid those government officials wouldn't have given up so willingly.

"They are all people who live on money. This young man has red lips and white teeth. You can tell at a glance that he is a member of a big family. He must have suffered internal injuries after being punished." A prisoner next to Wu Qiu looked at it. Long Buli, who had just been put on a new prison uniform, sighed with regret.

Recalling this point, Wu Qiu saw that Long Buli was as motionless as a piece of wood, and her heart became more and more anxious.

"Stay-" Just when she opened her mouth to call Long Buli, a familiar figure suddenly came into view.

It was a girl in black wearing a bamboo hat. The girl walked towards this side step by step from the corner. The bamboo hat trembled slightly, as if the girl was looking sideways at herself - she was indeed looking this way.

Come.

"Luoluo..." Wu Qiu was stunned.

Luo Ge smiled slightly at Wu Qiu, turned around and looked at Qian Fei who was accompanying him, bowed his hands and said: "I'd like to trouble this big brother, please let this girl go, and open the prison door for the little girl."

"Okay." Qian Fei nodded, took out the keys and opened the cell door one after another.

Wu Qiu walked out quickly, went to Luo Ge's side, and asked quietly: "Luo Luo, how did you know that idiot and I were here?"

"I figured it out." Luo Ge looked at Wu Qiu to confirm that she was not injured, and then turned his attention to the young man in the corner who looked very quiet.

The young man curled himself up tightly, his eyes darkened, as if he had not noticed that the cell door was opened, and someone walked in and looked directly at him.

Wu Qiu followed Luo Ge's gaze and saw Long Buli huddled up, and her heart suddenly twitched.

"Luoluo, you idiot has been like this for several days. You can try to persuade her, but I can't persuade you." Wu Qiu lowered her head, and a shadow fell from her bangs, covering up all the expressions between her brows.

"Know."

Luo Ge nodded, walked forward slowly, squatted down so that his eyes were level with the young man.

Through the gauze, his eyes saw the dullness in the young man's eyes.

With a slight tremor in her heart, Luo Ge stretched out her hand to straighten out the young man's messy hair. The moment her fingertips touched the young man, she felt the latter's obvious trembling and shrinking.

It's the body's instinctive response to fear.

In this prison, little Ali suffered a lot because he was wronged.

Sighing softly, Luo Ge lowered his voice and said lightly: "Little Ali, she's my sister."

The young man trembled, and a slight ripple appeared in Gujing Mubo's eyes.

"Sister, come take you and Awu out of here."

The young man trembled again, and the waves in his eyes became clearer.

"Get up quickly, the ground is cold, be good."

When the childlike word "good" fell, Long Buli's eyes were finally no longer dull - Luo Ge's black gauze was reflected in his eyes, and Luo Ge's "good" word echoed in his ears.

.

For some reason, Long Buli's eyes suddenly turned red after hearing that word.

"Sister Luo——" He opened his thin lips lightly, and the young man's voice was hoarse and low, like the fallen leaves in late autumn, which made people feel desolate.

"Sister is here, be good."

Luo Ge stretched out his hand to rub Long Buli's hair again, but unexpectedly, the latter moved forward, hugged her waist, buried his head tightly in her waist, and started crying in embarrassment.

Yes, crying in embarrassment.

He didn't look like a cool young master at all. At this moment, Long Buli looked like a child who hid in his mother's arms and cried wantonly because of extreme fear.

"Sister - I'm scared -" Really, really scared.

After those two words of obedience, Long Buli finally couldn't help it and took off his cold and cold appearance in front of Luo Ge.

At that time, Wu Qiu remembered something.

Idiot is the young master of the Long clan, but at the same time——
Chapter completed!