"Um?"

Zhu Feng frowned when he saw the handkerchief and said, "Li Bushen brought it back?"

"yes."

"Bring it to you?"

Nan Yan said: "He didn't say that. He brought the veal and the letter back together, and it was for the emperor."

“…”

Zhu Feng was silent for a moment, then reached out to take the handkerchief and looked at it.

It looks just an inconspicuous handkerchief, but when you touch it, you will know that the texture is still different from what you usually use, especially when you are shining with the sun, you can vaguely see some special patterns on it.

Zhu Feng looked at it for a while and suddenly chuckled.

Nan Yan originally thought he was going to get angry because of this veil, but he laughed inexplicably.

However, he smiled, but in the end he felt a little displeasure in his eyes, which made people confused for a moment whether he was happy or angry.

Nan Yan looked at him in surprise: "Master, what's wrong?"

Zhu Feng glared at her again before saying, "You really picked it up."

"Um?"

Nanyan heard it even more inexplicably.

He asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Since they put Li Busan on house arrest, Xie Jiaojiao went to see him that time, and he has never had the chance to see him again.

First of all, people from Bailong City were constantly discussing whether to continue Xiancheng’s plan.

Second, Song Zhiwen has been blocking her intentionally or unintentionally.

When asked, Song Zhiwen only said that now is a relatively sensitive moment, and each of them should keep a little distance from Li Bushang. Although he may not be sure that Li Bushang is the murderer of Uncle Cheng, but facing the indignant Cheng family, who are all from the five major families in Bailong City, they must have an attitude.

This made Xie Jiaojiao untidy.

It was finally dark every day. Song Zhiwen, Murong Qiuming, Xue Huaien and others discussed it for a day but couldn't find a result. Naturally, no one on both sides could convince anyone. Xie Jiaojiao just looked like he was watching from the wall and did not want to help anyone, so the problem was put aside.

Before Song Zhiwen returned to his camp to rest, he asked someone: "Have you found any other clues?"

The guards below shook their heads: "There is no other clue except that knife."

"That,"

Song Zhiwen looked up and saw Tian Ye and the others walking around the camp, as if asking something. When the guard saw his gaze, he also looked back and said, "Those Jinyiwei are so ignorant. They are still asking around at this time."

"What do they ask."

"Ask the night the head of the Cheng family was killed, if anyone in the camp saw other people coming and going."

"Then, is there?"

"Young Master, you don't know us. If other people really appear, can we report to you earlier?"

Song Zhiwen nodded: "That's true."

He only sighed lightly and said, "Forget it, I'm going to rest. You can guard the camp tonight and stop the previous situation."

"Don't worry, young master."

Xie Jiaojiao, who was standing at the door of his tent, saw him walking into the tent and immediately came out of the tent.

He turned around and walked towards the tent that was not injured in house arrest.

The guards and Jinyiwei at the door naturally did not stop her. Xie Jiaojiao directly lifted the tent and walked in: "Hey, you"
Chapter completed!