[Seven-Five] I Long Song

It was dusk, Master Bao, who was full of sleep, stretched his waist and finally came out of the room unsteadily, looking at the sun that was about to set, he was full of energy and energy, and he could investigate the case in one breath For three days and three nights without a break. .

Suddenly there was a sobbing sound from the front yard, soft and beautiful, like an oriole coming out of the valley.

"Master Zhan, I respect you as a hero, why did you arrest all the people in my building to Kaifeng mansion indiscriminately?" The voice was crisp and soft, and Zhi Jiaoren wished to immediately agree to all her requests.

Lord Bao heard Zhan Zhao's clear and upright voice coming from a distance across the courtyard: "Zhang Jinger, I advise you to be honest, I am not one of those under your skirts, I know how to pity and cherish jade."

The woman seemed to be choked all of a sudden, and she didn't make a sound for a long while.Master Bao walked slowly to the front hall, and at a glance he saw two young men with cold faces and a slender figure kneeling on the ground shivering.

From the back view, one can tell that its owner must be a great beauty, as expected.The woman named Zhang Jing'er in a light yellow dress raised her head timidly. The cuteness and innocence of the girl and the charm and sophistication of the prostitute are mixed together, brewing a contradictory and strange style, "Furong is not as good as beauty makeup", so beautiful Don't have a taste, very attractive.

But no matter how good-looking it is, it’s useless to meet two gay guys who are so bent that they can’t bend anymore and still look at each other.So Zhang Jing'er's always-forward weapon—beauty, had to be defeated. She had no choice but to put away her seductive taste and put on a soft and weak appearance to win some sympathy.

Mr. Bao has been in the officialdom for many years, and he has never seen any kind of beauty, so he has naturally cultivated a heart of stone.Immediately ignoring Zhang Jing'er's desire to speak and tears, she said in a deep voice: "I have already found out that these disappeared teenagers have all been to the Listening Building, and they are all your guests. Not to mention Those romantic affairs, but if there is such a coincidence in the world, I will be the first to not believe it!"

"Also, although you look weak, you are actually a practitioner, right, and your martial arts are not low." Bai Yutang glanced at the wrist and tiger's mouth of the left hand painted with bright red cardamom, and said, "The left hand Knife, or dagger."

Zhang Jing'er's pretty face turned slightly pale, and the nails of her left hand were deeply embedded in her flesh. With such a forced composure, one could tell that Bai Yutang's words were true.

Mr. Bao saw that Zhang Jinger couldn't hold on any longer, so he kept her shaky secret and waited for the last straw to fall on the camel's back, so he just came up with a one-hit kill: "Tell me, what's your number in Huang Zibu? "

Zhang Jinger bit her lower lip tightly with her white teeth, and a hint of bright red was faintly visible. At this point, the first card in the listening building finally took off her graceful mask, and she curled up on the ground, looking fragile and helpless, like a homeless Homey Kitty.

Her eyes were slightly closed, and a drop of crystal tears slipped down her cheeks. Zhang Jing'er's voice sounded a little hoarse: "Your Majesty Bao is as good at predicting things as God. I admire you. My family is No. 40 and No. [-] in Huang Zi."

Master Bao narrowed his eyes slightly, and the teacup in his hand made a moderate sound, as if hitting Zhang Jinger's broken heart. "Tell me, what is the relationship between these disappearing teenagers and you, or what role did you play in these massacres?"

Zhang Jing'er straightened up slowly, the taunting light in her eyes flickered, but it was not aimed at Master Bao, but at those young people: "Liu Cheng, the grandson of the old man Liu at the pancake stand, his family background is not good, he is always very I admire those sons from wealthy families; Xie Zhiyi, who claims to be talented, has repeatedly failed in the Tongsheng examination, and besides him, all other classmates have successfully passed the Tongsheng examination; Qian Yuanguang, the only son of the wealthy businessman Qian Tong, He has been doted on by his parents since he was a child, and he is a simple person..." Zhang Jinger reported the names of the people one by one, all of them were the teenagers who disappeared that day.

Master Bao frowned tightly, wondering what Zhang Jinger meant by saying the information they had known for a long time.But Lord Bao didn't interrupt Zhang Jing'er, because his intuition told him that after she finished speaking, that was the focus he wanted.

Zhang Jing'er finished counting them one by one, looked at Lord Bao with a pair of beautiful eyes, and asked, "Can you find out what these people have in common?"

What do they have in common?These people are all strangers who can't get together!

Simply, Zhang Jinger didn't really want to ask Mr. Bao and them back, it was more like she needed a responding listener, and soon she took the initiative to reveal the answer, and said with a slight smile: "Didn't your lord realize that these people either have a rough life?" , Encountered difficulties, or is it pure in heart and low in vigilance?"

Indeed, Master Bao's eyes widened, and his face suddenly realized.With his ingenuity, he quickly understood the deep meaning of Zhang Jinger's words and what role she played in it.

"People like these two types are easily influenced and controlled by others, so—" Mr. Bao couldn't help standing up, his momentum rising: "You are the picker! You have been to the Listening Building because of the reason or opportunity, but you have also become your guests. After getting along for a period of time, you quickly understand their character, so you chose these people.”

Zhang Jinger looked calm: "Your Excellency is right, the order I received is to select a manageable crowd from among my guests."

Zhan Zhao asked, "Then what happens after you choose?"

"The rank of the slave family is not high, and what will happen in the future is beyond my knowledge." Zhang Jing'er said it very frankly, and she looked at Zhan Zhao with clear eyes, without dodging.

Zhang Jinger's unexpected frankness and cooperation made Mrs. Bao and the others see Zhang Jinger a little better. It really didn't look like that kind of vicious person, and this girl was indeed good-looking.

In this face-seeking world, being good-looking is sometimes an advantage. Apart from being pleasing to the eye, it is also easy to soften one's heart.Especially Zhang Jing'er restrained her mature demeanor, her big almond eyes shone slightly, making her look even more innocent.

So Master Bao felt a little pity in his heart, thinking that this girl Zhang Jinger's life was ruined, she was still in her prime, but because of helping others to do evil, she would die early.I asked one more question first: "How did you get into Anbu?"

Zhang Jinger froze for a moment, and the scars buried by time reappeared ferociously: "I am originally from Youzhou, my parents love me, and my family has a small fortune. I thought that the happy and happy days would last so long, but I didn't expect that one day Broken. I was invited to enjoy the peach blossoms that day, but when I came back, I found that my house was in ruins, and there were fires everywhere, and my parents were buried deeply, and the bones were not collected."

"I reported to the official, but the magistrate sent someone to tell me that my parents didn't pay attention to the sparks at home and caused the fire. It's ridiculous that it just rained heavily the day before the fire, and all the charcoal and firewood in the house were soaked. It was wet, and there was no sunlight the next day, and it didn't light at all before I left."

Mr. Bao was slightly annoyed: "This is a case judged by a foolish magistrate! He should be dismissed and investigated."

Zhang Jing'er's voice became faintly resentful and resentful: "If it's just a little muddleheaded, that's fine, then the magistrate is also very greedy and lustful. When he saw me as a young girl who lost his father, he became lustful and took over my family's property. Take over my body!"

Now Master Bao was more than slightly annoyed, he was actually furious, and Bai Yutang and Zhan Zhao beside him also frowned, their expressions were very unswerving.This kind of black sheep, a moth in the officialdom, everyone can punish him!

Tiger head guillotine: My lord, I'm so hungry and thirsty!

Zhang Jinger's heart warmed slightly, but her words were indescribably cold: "Your Excellency, you don't need to be sorry for me, the weeds on the Gouguan's grave are almost three meters high now."

Mr. Bao choked, and was a little speechless.This method of avenging personal revenge is wrong, but when she thought about Zhang Jinger's experience, she couldn't say anything.

It was Zhan Zhao who said, "Then did you find out how your parents died?"

Zhang Jinger said: "No, I only found out later that a few men in black had appeared around my house."

etc!Men in Black...Blaze...

Why do you think this picture is slightly familiar?

Bai Yutang raised his eyebrows and Zhan Zhao looked at each other, they knew each other well.But it's better not to be as they thought, otherwise the girl Zhang Jing'er is too pitiful.

After the questioning, Zhang Jing'er was taken down and put under good supervision again.Then, Wei Quan, the second child of Tianxiang Tower, was carried away to the lobby.

When Wei Quan was in Tianxiang Tower, Bai Yutang and Yang Chizhang had teamed up to defeat his psychological defense line, and he experienced another assassination. The look of God.

When he saw Bao Qingtian with a black heart and a white forehead and a crescent moon, he seemed to have found the backbone, and he rushed forward and hugged Mr. Bao's thigh, refusing to let go, yelling with horror on his face : "Master Bao, save the little one, the little one can't die!"

Master Bao struggled for a long time but failed to break Wei Quan's wrist. This kid has a little bit of martial arts background, but he is quite strong.And the two bastards next to him knew how to read his jokes, and didn't come to help. Master Bao's face turned darker with anger, which was better than coal: "Let go of me, and talk about what you have to say. As long as you tell me everything you know Come out, this officer can give you a chance to make a contribution, and guarantee your safety."

Wei Quan breathed a sigh of relief, knelt down obediently, and then told everything he knew.

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