An assassin? Call me the Master of Raising Prices!

This is indeed the truth, and Zhuque certainly understands it. She was just complaining and venting her frustration. Now that she has a way out, she will naturally let it go and gently expose it.

After giving Liu Zhiyuan a slightly reproachful look, he turned around and pointed at the bird in the cage next to Zhao Jue, and changed the subject and asked: "Laojiu, what is this?"

Zhao Jue panicked and protected the birdcage, waving his hands repeatedly and said angrily: "You can't touch your friend's treasure. I can't afford to pay for it."

Others don't know, but Zhao Jue knows it very well. Liuzhi treasures the black bird in the cage very much. If they are close friends, let alone touching it, he can't even look at it.

If he makes an accident, Liuzhi will probably hunt him down all over the world!

"Stingy." Zhuque curled his lips in disdain and simply retracted his fingers, but still stared at the bird in the cage with curiosity.

No one spoke, and the room naturally became quiet. After a long time, Liu Zhiyuan finally spoke in a low voice: "Brother, let's..."

"Let's take a break for two days." Zhao Jue responded.

After thinking for a while, Zhao Jue explained softly, "The situation in Luzhou City is unclear, and we must not act rashly. I asked a friend to help check the situation in the city and the situation ahead. I always feel that we are trapped in a jar."

Qinglong was still puzzled when the old things were brought up again. It has been almost two days since he stayed in Luzhou. It was calm and peaceful. No one even disturbed him. No one looked abnormal.

Why did Zhao Jue feel that something was wrong?

He couldn't figure it out, he really couldn't figure it out.

After hesitating for a few breaths, Qinglong still asked faintly: "Abnormal? Are you too nervous?"

Liu Zhiyuan, who was drinking tea next to him, put down his teacup and looked at Zhao Jue with suspicion. To be honest, he was afraid of death in his bones, otherwise he would not listen to Zhao Jue in everything, but now even he felt that Zhao Jue was too suspicious.

"Brother Zhao, it's not that I don't believe you, but there must be some basis for what you say..."

"Intuition." Zhao replied calmly.

As he said, there was no basis, but the killer's intuition told him that it was wrong, very wrong. If you ask what's wrong, Zhao will definitely blurt out: too calm.

Faced with his answer, not to mention Qinglong and Liu Zhiyuan, even Suzaku was dumbfounded. Only Baihu stood by the window with a nonchalant look on his face, whistling and glancing out through the window.

"This..." Liu Zhiyuan didn't know what to say. Feelings are something that only you can understand. Others can't touch or touch it, so how can they empathize with it?

At this moment, he thought Zhao was just perfunctory.

Qinglong shook his head and didn't say another word. Although he didn't believe in the so-called intuition, he also understood that at a critical moment of life and death, the most important thing is unity and stability.

It's a good thing to have different opinions, and the truth is found in arguments. It's just that it's more appropriate to resolve the dispute privately.

After Qinglong left, Liu Zhiyuan said goodbye and followed him out. Baihu came to his senses at this time. He looked around and found that only Zhao Jue and Zhuque were left. He asked hurriedly: "Where are they?"

"Back to the room." Zhao Jue's voice was still calm, and there was no emotional fluctuation.

"Oh. Then I'll go back to sleep." Baihu scratched his head slowly, but he was thinking about going downstairs to get a pot of wine and drinking it slowly in the room.

Just as he raised his feet, he was pulled by Zhao Jue. He stopped and turned around to ask: "What's wrong?"

Zhao Jue waved his hand to signal him to come over. When the two were almost face to face, Zhao Jue said softly, "Help me keep an eye on Liu Zhiyuan for the next two days."

"Ah?" Baihu was surprised.

Before he could make a second sound, Zhao Jue was quick and pressed his shoulder in an instant, and said anxiously: "You fucking keep your voice down, don't ask why, just do it obediently."

"Okay." Baihu nodded with a confused face.

After receiving a positive answer, Zhao let go of Baihu and left. As the door slowly closed, only Zhao and Zhuque were left in the room.

Until this time, Zhuque still glanced at the birdcage from time to time, so Zhao had to hold it in his arms to avoid being bitten by Zhuque if he didn't keep an eye on it.

"Stingy! This is stingy! It's just a bird!" Zhuque complained.

She held her chin with both hands and asked curiously: "Do you really think it's wrong, or are you fooling me?"

"You don't believe it either?" Zhao asked back.

"I don't have such a sharp intuition." Zhuque leaned back, his back against the back of the chair, and looked up and said casually.

Zhao Jue certainly understood what he meant, and smiled bitterly, "You can't curse without using profanity? Don't worry, I've asked my friend to check, and the results will be out in the next two days. It would be best if nothing happened, but if something is wrong, we can prepare earlier."

His tone was gentle and soft, like a request, Zhuque couldn't even refute it, so he nodded, "Do as you say, I can't control you."

Oh, quite arrogant. Zhao Jue shook his head and smiled, and didn't say anything more. The two sat opposite each other, and didn't speak again. The room was dim, and two bird calls could be heard from time to time.

One day passed in the blink of an eye, and the sun set again.

The lanterns outside the restaurant flickered, and Zhao Jue walked slowly to his room with his hands behind his back. He had just eaten a full meal, so he regarded it as digestion.

Standing in front of the door, he felt something was wrong before he opened it: through the crack of the door, there seemed to be a vague shadow in the room.

Zhao Jue thought he had seen it wrong, so he looked again and finally confirmed that he was not seeing it wrong. There was someone! There was someone in the room!

"Hiss! So fast?" Zhao Jue was a little shocked, and a hidden weapon appeared in his hand.

He lowered his body, raised his hand to avoid the light, and slowly pushed the door open little by little, trying not to make any sound.

When the door was pushed open, the hidden weapon in his hand was thrown. Taking advantage of the gap, he hurriedly raised his head to see the appearance of the person who came. Unexpectedly, as soon as he raised his head, he saw a bird standing on the shoulder of a sloppy old man in the moonlight, turning the hidden weapon he had just thrown with his fingertips, and raising his eyebrows proudly at him.

"Lao Jiu, your way of entertaining guests is good!"

The slightly teasing voice of the person came into his ears, Zhao Jue shook his head and smiled bitterly, closed the door with his hands behind his back, and whispered: "I said Six Fingers, you scare people to death!"

"Hehehe." Six Fingers threw the hidden weapon to Zhao Jue, took out a large envelope from his arms and put it on the table.

He tapped the envelope with his fingers and said worriedly, "I don't know if you are a bad-mouthed kid or you are very sensitive. I guessed it right. Luzhou City... is indeed not peaceful."

"Tsk..." Zhao Jue gritted his teeth and frowned, his face full of bitterness.

This is not, what you fear will come true!

"What happened?" he asked anxiously.

Liuzhi did not answer, but was quite interested in teasing the black bird on his shoulder, "Look for yourself."

Seeing this, Zhao Jue was no longer polite, picked up the envelope on the table, tore it open, and carefully browsed it one by one.

Before he finished reading all of them, he sighed.

"Why so fast?"

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