One Thousand One Hundred and Fifty Six: Secret agent, sludge...
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From when the two met, to when they took action, to when Yan Wang left on horseback.
At most...two minutes.
Thinking of the system notification just now, Yan Wan opened the taskbar.
Mission: The Sorrow of the Holy Beast (1/4)
The four sacred beasts of the Reincarnation Forest faked their death and came back to life, transforming themselves into masters in silk robes.
They have an irresolvable hatred against you...
Completion reward: 4 skill points/person
Failure penalty: death
"Interesting, Master Jinyiwei" Yan Wan moved his eyebrows and turned off the system.
Three days later.
Qinglong entered the door, lowered his head and said: "Master, outside the capital, thirty miles to the west, on the official road, the body of Suzaku was found."
The prince paused slightly while sipping the tea, then asked softly: "How did he die?"
Qinglong's voice was a little hoarse: "The claws cut off the throat, the sword cut off the head. Looking across the capital, there is only one person. The East Jishi Factory is responsible for the punishment of thousands of households... Yan Wan."
"boom!"
Broken tea cup.
The prince stood up suddenly, walked around the tea table, came to him, and asked word by word: "Tell me again, who is it?"
"Yan Wang."
"Okay, okay, okay, Yan Wang...it's you again!" The prince's eyes turned red, and the evil spirit between his brows caused the temperature in the room to drop suddenly.
In vain, the prince said: "Wait a minute, where did you find it?"
"Outside the capital, thirty miles west." Qinglong repeated.
The prince murmured thoughtfully: "The west of the capital leads to Xi'an... What is he going to do there?"
Suddenly, he thought of the news reported by the spies a few days ago, and whispered: "Ma Feiyu from a hundred households, where are you going when you leave the capital?"
"Xi'an."
"What does he want in Xi'an?" The prince seemed to have forgotten the anger of Suzaku being killed just now, and his mind wandered to nowhere.
The prince waved his sleeves and ordered: "Xuanwu went to find out about this matter. There must be something fishy about the two moves, and Yan Wan's brocade clothes are walking at night."
Qinglong handed over his hands and left. "As you command, Master."
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Xi'an!
"King Qing"
Yan Huan stood at the window, glanced at the mansion in the distance casually, smiled inexplicably, then turned around and threw himself into the warm fragrance of nephrite.
A few hours later, with the scent of makeup all over his body, he walked out of the brothel and found an inn to stay.
There is no way around Prince Qing's Mansion. The only way to observe the layout of Prince Qing's Mansion is through the window of this brothel.
Ma Feiyu came here first and made a big fanfare to alert King Qing. And Yan Wan planned to do some spying to see if he could find anything.
If not, then you can only create accusations.
After a while, Yan Wang put on night clothes, raised his sword and jumped out of the window, quietly sneaking towards Prince Qing's Mansion.
There seems to be some kind of banquet being held here, and the lights are still brightly lit at night.
The noise floated far away, making it extremely noisy.
However, this also made it much easier for Yan Wan to sneak in. He easily crossed the wall. He crushed a servant to death and put on his clothes.
As for the body...he didn't bother and just threw it into the well not far away.
Just when he was about to look for a study or some other place, suddenly a fat man who looked like he weighed more than 200 pounds poked his head out of the window.
The fat man looked around, and when he saw Yan Wan, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he hurriedly called to him: "Hey, you... come here."
Yan Wan responded in a low voice, walked to the window with his head lowered, and asked, "What's the matter?"
The fat man brought a box and handed it to him: "Send the sweet-scented osmanthus cake to the lady. Please make your legs and feet more flexible."
"Um."
Yan Wang picked up the box and left silently.
When he turned the corner, he saw a family member slacking off. He coughed slightly, walked up and said, "Send the cakes to the lady."
The servant wanted to retort, but when he saw Yan Wang's tall figure in the darkness, his momentum immediately weakened. He quickly took the box and nodded: "Oh, yes..."
After leaving here, Yan Wan looked around and quietly followed several maids.
The clothes of these people are obviously one level higher than the servants and servants. They are probably the maids of Prince Qing's family.
It is very unlikely that a relatively private place such as the study room would be placed in the outer courtyard. Yan Wan felt that it would probably be in the backyard, as it would be safer after all.
However, it didn't take long for Yan Wan's face to darken.
What he thought was indeed correct, these maids were walking towards the backyard, but... not long after, he saw a familiar person, the servant he had just sent to deliver pastries.
This guy actually followed the maid, which meant that these people were heading towards the eldest lady's residence.
Yan Wang cursed secretly and shifted his attention.
There were many buildings in the backyard, most of them had lights on, and there were vague sounds of people inside.
King Qing is now greeting guests in front of him. There is no one in the study. It is likely that there is a study in the house without lights.
There!
His eyes lit up, and he jumped out like a rabbit. He lightly knocked on the window and took a look. Through the starlight, he could vaguely see some of the furnishings in the room.
"no."
Yan Wang shook his head, this should be a laundry room or something.
After walking around for a while, he finally found the study room. According to the location, it should be the backyard of Prince Qing's Mansion, on the left.
At this time, he naturally did not dare to light the lamp, so he could only look for the bookstore www.zhaoshuyuan.com with the help of the blurred starlight, and groped around in the study half-looking and half-guessing.
"What's on the ground?" He frowned and leaned over, touching the ground with his fingers.
Scratches, some deep.
But because it is under the seat behind the desk, it is not easy to find.
Following the scratches, Yan Wang raised the corners of his mouth slightly, stood up from the ground, and looked at the bookcase in front of him at leisure: "Interesting."
The trace is a semicircle, with one end on the corner of the bookcase.
There is undoubtedly something behind this bookcase.
secret room
So where is the switch?
Combining film and television dramas and routines, the switch is either an antique appliance and can be turned on by twisting it. Or hidden behind some books.
However, he is not a night owl. He is just messing around in the dark.
Even if he found it, he didn't dare to say that it wouldn't make any noise when he opened it. It would be bad if it alerted other people.
So after Yan Wan secretly noted the location of this place, he quietly found out about Prince Qing's Mansion.
The next day.
Yan Wan found an alley and left Dongchang's secret message. Then he returned to the inn calmly.
At noon, a secret agent from Yidongchang came over. After Yan Wan explained to him, he let him leave.
Just let Ma Feiyu do this kind of thing.
Besides, it's not a killing, it's just a search. A cunning fox like Prince Qing would probably not get angry because of this.
As for the reason, there are only four words: the gain outweighs the loss.
Seeing that it was noon, Yan Wang simply went out, found a stall outside to eat, and learned about the customs and customs of ancient Xi'an.
but……
Yan Wan's luck was not very good. He had just sat down with a bowl of hot bean curd and had not had time to drink it.
With the rapid sound of horse hooves, a few bits of mud splashed and fell into Yan Wan's bowl.