Chapter 9 Wind

This is the first time Han Fei has seen him on a sunny day.

Yang Yu in front of him was still with a bohemian smile on his face, and his fingers just snapped his fingers slightly. The night sky, which was originally full of stars, became cloudy in an instant.

At the beginning, Han Fei kept telling himself that this might be a coincidence, but through Yang Yu's words, Han Fei knew that it was definitely not a coincidence.

The man in black who had appeared in front of them was a little unbelievable when he looked at the scene in front of him.

Click.

A flash of lightning completely illuminated the entire night sky.

The clear and undocumented night sky was filled with lightning at this moment, and Yang Yu, who was standing under the lightning, was smiling and watching a few men in black in front of him.

"I guess your master has never told you that if you assassinate in the dark, you may be struck by lightning!"

The men in black who were originally planning to rush over were stunned by Yang Yu's words.

Just as they were thinking about what Yang Yu meant, a lightning bolt fell from the sky and slashed at their feet.

Immediately afterwards, the men in black lost consciousness.

Looking at the several men in black who had long been beyond recognition under the pressure, Yang Yu frowned.

"It seems that you have no way to be interrogated, but I believe you. Even if you don't interrogate, you should know who sent these people, right?"

At this moment, Han Fei was immersed in the moment when the lightning hit him, and Yang Yu was calm and composed.

Who is Yang Yu? Han Fei has always had a question in his heart.

And this question has always existed, and it is even bigger now.

"It seems that there should be nothing to do tonight. You can have a good sleep, but aren't you going to find the man in black who just wanted to save you!"

The man in black in Yang Yu's mouth was not the assassin who came to assassin, but the mysterious man who had just stood in front of Han Fei.

Because the night was too dark and the man was wearing a little blurry, Yang Yu believed that Han Fei had never seen the man's appearance at all.

Wei Zhuang, who witnessed the whole process next to him, left the scene without saying a word, but still did not say hello to Yang Yu.

However, Yang Yu had already adapted to Wei Zhuang's attitude.

Han Fei, who came to his senses, shook his head blankly after hearing Yang Yu's words.

He was so surprised just now that he didn't notice anyone's appearance.

Looking at Han Fei's performance, Yang Yu knew that he must have seen nothing. He shook his head and looked at the mess around him. Yang Yu took Han Fei away.

I believe these corpses will disappear tomorrow, after all, there will always be someone who will clear the venue.

The next day.

Looking at the servant who came to report, Han Fei's expression was a little gloomy.

Yang Yu sat next to Han Fei and kept playing with the teacup in his hand. He had just heard that someone died in Zixuan Pavilion where Han Fei had just visited yesterday.

And the death was very miserable.

But strangely, except for the yelling from the deceased before death, no sound was heard. It was not until the woman's shouting attracted the attention of others and after entering the room, he saw the deceased lying on the ground.

Through the descriptions of others, Yang Yu probably imagined such a picture.

"It seems that I still need to go to that place today!"

Originally, Han Fei didn't plan to let Yang Yu go with him. After all, Yang Yu has helped Han Fei too much in the past two days, especially after Han Fei witnessed Yang Yu's ability last night, he felt that Yang Yu's identity was a mystery.

If it is an ordinary person, how could it attract thunder?

"Sir, let's have a rest at home today. I'll just go there."

Faced with Han Fei's remarks, Yang Yu shook his head.

"Last night, you also saw your current situation. If I don't go, maybe you were killed on the way."

After Han Fei heard Yang Yu's words, his expression did not change any other way.

From the moment he returned to South Korea, he had already made such preparations. Although the recent assassination came too quickly, Han Fei still had a prelude to it in his heart.

Come with Han Fei, and after arriving at Zixuan Pavilion, Yang Yu saw the purple girl standing next to the window.

"I didn't feel any sound last night."

The purple girl looked into the distance, as if she was thinking about something.

After entering the murder scene, Yang Yu discovered that what others described might be a one-sided word. The moment he actually saw the corpse, Yang Yu couldn't help but sigh, who could do such a move.

The woman lying on the floor was wearing only one lining.

Jiao Hao's face was full of horror. She must have seen something extremely shocked at the moment before her death.

After half-squatting down, closing the woman on the ground with her eyes closed with her eyes open, Yang Yu looked up at Han Fei.

Han Fei's eyes at this moment were looking at the window.

The window that was supposed to be closed was opened at some point. The morning air entered the room and dispelled the bloody smell in the room.

"Who came here last night?"

Han Fei turned around and asked the waiter next to him.

"Who can't come here? There are so many people coming and going every day, how can we check it one by one? No one heard any strange noise last night, but that happened."

Yang Yu turned to look at Han Fei and did not ask the waiter to answer this question.

After listening to Yang Yu's words, Han Fei also realized the problem. After all, this place is really crowded.

"Did this window open this morning? Or did he always open it?"

Yang Yu followed Han Fei's gaze and happened to see the window.

"Since we discovered this body in the morning, we have not changed anything. We have not opened until you come to this room."

According to the waiter, the window should have been opened last night, but last night, Yang Yu did not notice any strange noises on the long street, which means that the woman might not have died at that time.

If this woman had not died at that time, it would prove that this woman did die this morning, but who would kill this woman early in the morning?

“Did you stay overnight last night?”

“Not.”

Although Yang Yu was a little confused, he didn't say anything. After all, Yang Yu still wanted to see how Han Fei handled this matter.

With his back against the wall and his hands crossed his chest, Yang Yu looked at the purple girl next to him.

"It was indeed no sound last night."
Chapter completed!