Martial arts immortality, I will eventually be invincible

The owner of the restaurant was killed and the clues were lost. Fan Jiucheng had a gloomy face because of this.

Prisoner Fan looked like he was mourning for his heir, so he cried: "What should I do? What should I do? Uncle, please help me, my nephew doesn't want to die."

"Why are you howling? Will it be good for me if you die? I am trying to think of a way now. Your howling has completely interrupted my train of thought."

Fan Jiucheng was filled with resentment, his face elongated, and he felt regretful. He had known that this nephew of the clan was very fame-oriented and greedy for money and lust. It doesn't matter. When you are an official, you just want to get promoted, get rich, and be beautiful. But he never expected that the other party would cause such a big disaster, affecting the family and his uncle.

Fortunately, the second young master didn't care about it for the time being and only asked for the truth, so there was room for change.

He took a deep breath, waved, called Chen Guanlou to his side, and asked in a low voice: "What do you think we should do now? Can we just tell the second young master that the clue is broken?"

Chen Guanlou thought about it for a while, and seemed to have come up with an idea after careful consideration, and said: "I'm afraid not. I have been thinking about why the second young master is unwilling to speak out, but is kind-hearted and willing to give us a chance. I'm afraid... The Second Young Master knows very well who wants to harm him. However, the identity of the person behind the scenes is probably very special. Even the Second Young Master, the suffering owner, has to think carefully and choose to let us find out the truth for the future. "

When Fan Yucheng heard this, he immediately frowned, his face looked so worried that it could kill a mosquito.

"Since the Second Young Master knows the person behind the scenes, can you fool him?"

"How do you want to fool me, sir?" Chen Guanlou looked at Fan Jiucheng, eager to hear his opinion. If Fan Yucheng's method works, he can also take the opportunity to get rid of the burden.

Fan Yuecheng gritted his teeth and said, "Do you still remember what the second young master said before? At first, he suspected that someone in Tianlao was being bribed. Why don't we make an issue about this and give the second young master a way to deal with it."

Cheng Guanlou's face was expressionless, and he secretly glanced at Prisoner Fan who was looking mournful in the corner, and asked tentatively: "Is this possible? Someone might die."

Fan Yucheng also glanced at Prisoner Fan secretly, "Someone has to bear the consequences."

Chen Guanlou had to remind him, "Sir, the Second Young Master knows everything about how this happened. I'm afraid I can't fool him at will."

"I know." Fan Yucheng gritted his teeth and seemed to have made up his mind, "If I can sacrifice one person and save everyone, I am willing to kill the family members out of justice. I just don't know whether this plan is feasible."

"But... Master Xiao Fan is confused himself, how can he explain it to the second young master?"

Fan Yucheng's idea was to push Prisoner Fan out to take the blame, quietly end the case, and gain peace. However, the second young master obviously hopes to have definite evidence pointing to a certain person. Prisoner Fan had become the mediator of the poisoning case inexplicably. If he was asked to identify the perpetrator, who could he identify? You can never bite the nobles in the court, the royal family and the nobles randomly. If one person is not good enough, everyone in Tianlao will lose his head.

The risks here are unknown, and the second master's true intention is still vague. Chen Guanlou thinks it is not appropriate to take this step for the time being.

Fan Jiucheng was worried and angry at the same time, "Then what do you think we should do? Even if this case is handed over to Jin Yiwei, we probably won't be able to find out Zichou Maoyin."

"We have to investigate further and let the Second Young Master know that we are doing our best to complete the mission and will never be perfunctory."

Chen Guanlou's idea is that no matter whether things can be done or not, he must first show his attitude. Many times, what the parties want is an attitude.

"How to check?"

"Young man, think of a way. Let's take a look at what's going on over at the Yamen first."

Fan Jiucheng thought for a while, "Okay! Do it according to your method first. If the Second Young Master insists on pursuing the case, I will have to sacrifice myself in tears."

After saying that, he squeezed out two tears.

Chen Guanlou looked at it and was amazed. This ability to shed tears is enough for him to study hard.

Chen Guanlou didn't know how to investigate the case. He had no experience in this area and could not alert the professionals. For example, Jinyiwei's non-staff members are Qi Wuxiu.

He just acted on his instincts.

In the middle of the night, he changed his appearance, covered himself from head to toe, and broke into the bank to look for the ledger. Look for clues in the ledgers.

After visiting three dealers in succession, he finally found something fishy.

Next, he broke into the manager's house, drugged him, tied him up, and executed him to extract a confession. Just like the guy who asked Zhang Wantong, he asked the manager: "Did you take the case at Zhang Jigu Hotel? Who placed the order?"

"Hero, spare your life, spare your life!"

Refuse to say.

Chen Guanlou directly hung the steward up with a rope. The feeling of dying made the steward so frightened that he became incontinent.

"Spare your life, spare your life..."

"Say or not?"

"Say, say!"

Chen Guanlou put the person down, but only half way. The steward could only stand on tiptoe to reach the ground. Every second is a test of willpower and endurance.

"Say it, talk it out and live."

"I don't know!" the manager cried, "Don't worry, good man, I'm serious, I have never seen my employer. Just one morning, when I opened the door, I saw a bag of silver and a piece of paper. It says something about entrustment. I really don’t know who the employer is.”

"Hmph! On the surface you are running a business, but secretly you are committing murder and arson. What is the crime of Zhang Jigu Hotel? Just because of a little money, you killed all the people in the hotel."

"No, no, no... the hero must have misunderstood. The employer only asked for the death of boss Zhang Ji, not that everyone in the family would be killed."

"Everyone is dead, but you say it's a misunderstanding. It seems that there is a big problem in your gang. Tell me, who did you send to carry out the mission?"

"I know this, number three, it's the number three swordsman." The manager was afraid that he would be hung up again if he answered slowly, so he told the answer very eagerly.

"How to find the number three swordsman?"

...

In the middle of the night, the wind blew on his body with a hint of chill.

Chen Guanlou squatted on the roof, blending into the night. He had squatted for two consecutive nights just to catch the swordsman.

Hard work pays off, under the cover of the night, he left the roof.

"Who? Woo..."

Chen Guanlou subdued the swordsman with one move and carried him away. He put the man down when he arrived at the secluded Duantou Lane.

He was dressed in black and masked, and deliberately changed his voice. At first glance, he was a hero who robbed and looted.

The swordsman was shocked, his eyes rolled around, thinking about how to survive and guessing his identity.

"Why did you kill the whole Zhangjigu Hotel? Tell me!"

"I, you..."

Dealing with the swordsman, Chen Guanlou was not as polite as he was to the steward. Seeing that the other party wanted to play tricks, he directly stabbed him with a knife, and the swordsman cried out in pain.

"Speak or not?"

"What do you want me to say?"

"Who told you to kill the whole Zhangjigu Hotel? If you don't say it, you will die!"

"Haha!" The swordsman looked at him and suddenly laughed strangely.

Chen Guanlou realized that something was wrong and reached out to remove the swordsman's chin, but it was too late. The swordsman had already bitten the poison sac in his mouth and the poison took effect.

"Who is it? You still have time to tell me now." Chen Guanlou did not give up. He pinched the swordsman's neck and asked with his last effort.

The swordsman made a gurgling sound in his throat and died of the poison in an instant.

Chen Guanlou:...