Chapter 29: Patrol and search

Perceiving Chen Si's change, Yang Zilei raised his eyebrows lightly and asked, "Now, do you think this price is still expensive?"
"What's expensive!"
Unexpectedly, Chen Si's reaction was extremely fierce. He stood up abruptly and stared at Yang Zilei feverishly, "This is simply too cheap!!"
Although Chen Si is an appraiser by profession, he is also a martial artist in the Qi-refining realm, and he knows exactly what the power of Qi and blood means.
In addition to becoming a strong one, the most important thing in Wu's path is to pursue that incomparable eternal life.
The higher the cultivation base, the stronger the strength of blood and energy, and the longer life span.
However, some martial artists with mediocre talents are stagnant in their cultivation. As time goes by, the blood in the body will weaken year by year.
As a result, the pill and the treasure of heaven and earth, which nourish qi and blood, were derived from the market, which became the resources for many warriors to compete for.
Under normal circumstances, the price of a conventional blood-replenishing pills is at least a hundred taels of gold, and the fried noodles he ate just now is not inferior to the blood-reinforcing pills!
But Yang Zilei actually opened the price of only 10 taels.
This is too cheap! !
Thinking of this, Chen Si looked at Yang Zilei with moved eyes, and felt that the little money Yang Zilei had just received was nothing more than meaning.
"Master Yang, before coming here, I have quit my job as an appraiser of Jinhai Pavilion."
Chen Si was already a little impatient, saying: "When I will go to Fujingxuan to talk to the assassin of the blood moon organization, I will immediately look for a store to represent you as soon as possible."
Yang Zilei smiled and nodded, "Well, let's go now."
Subsequently.
Yang Zilei took his daughter Chenchen, led by Chen Si, to Fujingxuan in the south of the city.
Walking on the street, Yang Zilei felt that the atmosphere on the street today was a little strange, with a vaguely murderous air.
However, the number of guards patrolling on the street has obviously increased several times, and passers-by are no longer like they used to be, staying and chatting on the street, passing by in a hurry.
"Ye Han's death last night, the City Lord's Mansion was under pressure from the Cangqiangwu Mansion. Today, three thousand soldiers were dispatched. It is bound to search for a murderer throughout the city."
Chen Si whispered to the side.
Hearing this, Yang Zilei looked complacent, and then proceeded silently.
As a result, the business with the City Lord's Mansion seemed to be put on hold for the time being.
After all, the corpses of the gambling thugs killed were all traces of gun shots. Once the power of the guns was revealed in front of the city lord, wouldn't it be a self-inflicted snare.
Thinking of this, Yang Zilei frowned, and whispered: "Old Chen, the meeting with the lord of the city you mentioned last night will be cancelled."
After hearing this, Chen Si naturally understood the risks involved and immediately nodded, "Okay."
In this way, Yang Zilei and the others arrived at Fujingxuan smoothly.
As the largest restaurant in Qingyang City, it is almost a crowded city with a huge flow of diners.
And just as Yang Zilei was about to step into the restaurant's gate, suddenly, a deep shout came from the rear: "Yang, stop!"
Immediately after.
A ten-man patrolman walked quickly and surrounded Yang Zilei and the others.
The dark-skinned captain of the patrol was the one who just spoke out.
"Have they discovered that the murderer who killed Ye Han was Master Yang?!"
Chen Si's heart trembled slightly, but his face remained calm, pretending to be calm.
Yang Zilei raised his eyes, glanced at the captain of the patrol, and was silent.
"Did you have a dispute with Tiantianle Casino two days ago?"
The patrol captain stared at Yang Zilei with contempt, and asked in a deep voice.
He knew Yang Zilei's details, and the reason for asking this was that he couldn't find any clues in the city, and he planned to find someone to help the dead ghost.
Anyway, this prodigal son is cowardly and weak, even if he is caught, there will be no trouble.
Facing these patrolmen's questions, Yang Zilei calmly said indifferently: "So what."
The patrol captain sneered, "That's right, I suspect Ye Han's death last night was related to you!"
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