Ye Qinghong parked the car, and someone had already run over with an umbrella and opened the car door to protect her from the wind and rain.

Ye Qinghong reached out to take the umbrella and wanted to welcome Luo Lie, but saw that Luo Lie had already pushed open the car door and walked down, and quickly walked to the front of the villa.

Ye Qinghong followed her and she looked particularly capable as she had already put on a black suit.

His subordinates were respectful in front of her, lowered their heads, and did not dare to look at her directly. Luo Lie did not look at her, and took this opportunity to enjoy the exquisite decoration of the villa.

Ye Qinghong took a few steps, with her slender legs and strides no less than that of a man. Her walking posture was also full of heroism, less graceful on the stage, but more agility. She quickly surpassed Luo Lie, and naturally acted as a guide, and said softly: "This house has a history of nearly twenty years, from design to construction, all completed by Italian craftsmen."

Luo Lie nodded and entered the magnificent hall. His eyes were first attracted by the huge crystal chandeliers: "It should have cost a lot of money, right?"

Ye Qinghong smiled faintly: "It is converted into silver dollars, about 200,000."

Luo Lie was shocked by this. This was the first time he had ever been in such a magnificent building in his life. The road of wine and meat is frozen to death. The gap between the rich and the poor in today's era has reached an unimaginable level.

Ye Qinghong briefly introduced that this villa has 32 large and large halls and rooms. Although the passage inside the building is roundabout, it is connected to the upper and lower levels. The rooms and living rooms are decorated in Chinese style. The painted murals in the interior are also from famous Europeans. The doors and window handles are all made of copper molds, and the empty plum blossom window bars are cast. It can be said that every part and every detail here are close to perfection.

Luo Lie smiled and said, "Living in such a small building, you will wake up laughing when you dream, right?"

Ye Qinghong shook her head: "There have been people dead here and ghosts have been caused by this!"

Luo Lie's heart skipped a beat, as if facing a full of seductive meals, but suddenly a fly fell on it.

Ye Qinghong pointed to the purple-red leather sofa and invited him to sit down.

Luo Lie took off his windbreaker, and immediately a servant came over to pick him up, took his hat and hung it on the cloak rack for him.

"Coffee or tea?" Ye Qinghong asked.

Luo Lie said: "Tea, I can't get used to drinking coffee!"

The servant brought two cups of hot black tea and then stepped back.

Luo Lie picked up the crystal teacup, tasted the lipstick tea, and gently put the teacup back to its original place. It was not Chinese tea, but imported products that crossed the ocean: "Ms. Ye, what advice do you have for me?"

Ye Qinghong said: "You have good sword skills!"

Luo Lie laughed: "I don't quite understand Miss Ye's words!"

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand, you're most afraid of pretending to be confused when you understand! The fabric used by my cheongsam is the tribute of the Empress Dowager Cixi of the Qing Dynasty by Gusu Brocade Square. There is a saying that one or two blue brocades are worth a thousand gold. What's more, even if you can afford the price, you can't find the same fabric." Ye Qinghong took out the cheongsam from his handbag, shook it gently, and spread it in front of Luo Lie. A hole appeared in the exquisitely embroidered cheongsam. Ye Qinghong pointed there: "What should I do?"

Looking at the hole, Luo Lie remembered the scene of Ye Qinghong raising his leg and kicking. Although he had taken sufficient protective measures in advance, his slender and straight legs were still exposed in front of him. Luo Lie knew that Ye Qinghong's intention was not to drink. No matter how precious this cheongsam was, it was not as important as life. His move at the critical moment at least stabbed Lu Weilin, delaying his movements. Looking back on what happened just now, Luo Lie couldn't help but think that Lu Weilin had the chance to re-control Ye Qinghong, kill her, or threaten her life again, but why did he choose to escape in a hurry?

After thinking carefully, there are indeed too many difficult things to explain in the assassination that happened in Blue Mofang. Lu Weilin shot Ren Zhongchang three times. The assassination occurred after the power outage. Unless he had night eyes like a blind man, it would be difficult to accurately lock the target in the dark. Does Lu Weilin also have the ability to see things in the dark? If not? How did he accurately aim in the dark?

Ye Qinghong put the cheongsam on the armrest of the sofa and took out the cigarette and lit it. She was very addicted to smoking. After a while, she had already smoked three cigarettes in front of Luo Lie.

Luo Lie couldn't help but recall the situation at that time. Ren Zhongchang was holding a cigar in his mouth. When the power was out, the cigar's flame became an obvious target, which became a reference for Lu Weilin to aim and judge. Luo Lie clearly remembered that Lu Weilin only fired a single shot at the box at that time, which shows that he was very confident in his shooting skills. There was another reason. He was probably afraid of hurting other people by chance. Judging from his shooting and killing Ren Zhongchang's subordinates without hesitation, he should not be concerned about these people, so he could only be worried about hurting Mu Sanshou.

Judging from Mu Sanshou's performance after the shooting, he forced Ren Zhongchang's men to put down his weapons, but the four people were shot dead by Lu Weilin. After that, Mu Sanshou still took great risks to let his subordinates throw away their guns. It should be a very reasonable explanation for the sake of the safety of his goddaughter. However, with Mu Sanshou's calm and experienced temperament, his actions did not seem to match that. Luo Lie clearly remembers Ye Qinghong's counterattack, and in that case he also took great risks. What prompted her to do so, and who gave her such great courage?

After the patrol police arrived, the first person who were ruled out was Mu Sanshou and Ye Qinghong. The former's status was there, and Ye Qinghong was one of the victims tonight, but Luo Lie found that the matter was not that simple. If we look at the assassination tonight from a different perspective, the person who brought the victim Ren Zhongchang to the scene was Mu Sanshou. After Lu Weilin successfully assassinated, he used Ye Qinghong to threaten Ren Zhongchang's men to put down his weapons. If he did not take action, would Ye Qinghong's Jedi counterattack end in failure? Will Lu Weilin successfully hijack her and escape from the scene?

"Answer me!" Ye Qinghong showed an unprecedented sharp gaze.

Luo Lie reached out and picked up the cheongsam, and put the index finger of his right hand out of the overlapping hole.

Ye Qinghong felt that his move should be full of ambiguous hints. His pretty face became hot for no reason and snatched the cheongsam back: "Give me a compensation!"

Luo Lie said: "Miss Ye invited me over, probably not just to make me pay a cheongsam."

Ye Qinghong was about to speak, but at this time someone came in from outside, attached himself to her ear and whispered something. After the man left, Ye Qinghong whispered: "I'll take you to a place."

Luo Lie smiled and said, "It's midnight, I'm not so interested. Why not send me back to Miss Ye." After that, he yawned.

Ye Qinghong said: "You will definitely be interested!"

Luo Lie did not expect that Ye Qinghong would take him to his own chapel this time. The church was brightly lit. Luo Lie clearly remembered that the door was locked before he left. In addition to himself, only the old priest who was paralyzed in bed had the key. Although the blind man was his best friend and a regular visitor to the church, this guy didn't have the key. Besides, the blind man didn't like the light. Even if he sneaked in, he wouldn't be able to turn on all the lights like he did now.

Luo Lie had already begun to speculate in his heart that this matter should be related to Ye Qinghong. She asked herself to get on the car at Lanmofang just now, but left the blind man behind. The original intention might not be to talk to him about the matter, but to separate them and then break them one by one. When he left, he saw Mu Sanshou's subordinates surrounded the blind man in the reflector. It seemed that the blind man was probably controlled by someone. Could it be that his actions affected the assassination incident?

Then he thought it was wrong. Although he shot Lu Weilin, it did not change the result of the whole incident. Ren Zhongchang, the governor of northern Ganzhou, died on the spot, and the murderer successfully escaped. Even though he noticed the suspiciousness of Mu Sanshou and Ye Qinghong's actions, he had not told anyone about it. How could they doubt themselves? What's more, the blind man did not take action during the whole process, so why did he target both of them at the same time? After eliminating this possibility, Luo Lie immediately inferred that the reason why he attracted Ye Qinghong's attention was probably related to the wallet stolen by the blind man.

The church door was locked, and Ye Qinghong knocked on the door politely. The people inside looked out through the crack of the door, and then opened the door. Luo Lie felt like he came to the church as a guest for the first time, as if he suddenly became an outsider.

The small church where Luo Lie served was very inconspicuous. Even if it was full, there were only fifty people. Because of its small scale, a simple environment, and its main building was disrepaired. After the fall of the Qing Dynasty, a trend of building churches emerged in the French Concession, one was larger than the other, one was more gorgeous, and the blonde and blue-eyed foreign priests looked more convincing in missionary preaching than the native Chinese. After the old priest was paralyzed, most of the believers were all buried by other cathedrals in the French Concession.

Attracting the departure, even on Christmas and Resurrection Day, the church was rarely full. Luo Lie, the young pastor, was far less respectful than the old priest who walked with white hair and trembling in the past. He did not see him working hard on preaching scriptures and preaching, but he often had a passion for a group of pampered and wealthy ladies. If it weren't for the piano and singing of poetry that happened during the week, the French Concession would have almost forgotten that there was a small church around him.

There were more than a dozen people sitting in the church, and there was a person hanging on the beam of the house. Now he was the center of attention.

As soon as Luo Lie walked into the door, he determined that the person hanging was blind. Now the blind man was tied up with his head down on the beam of the house. His head was more than one meter high from the ground. His originally white and fat face had turned purple-red due to long-term congestion. His small eyes were also congested and protruded roundly, making people worry that his small eyes would pop out of his eye sockets at any time.

The new book hits the new book list for the first time tonight. I hope that new and old readers will vote for me all the recommendation votes, because the octopus has not changed its original intention and has always been greedy :)
Chapter completed!