There was a blizzard just yesterday.

The snow on the road has been shoveled.

There was only one place where the snow on the roof and in front of the door had not been shoveled.

The thick snow has dressed the place in silver, making this somewhat retro building more and more antique.

Even the words on the plaque on the front of the door are not printed by a computer, but framed with brush characters.

The vigorous font was a bit solemn and cautious, just like the person's temperament.

Lu Zheng had only heard of this club, but had not seen it with his own eyes.

Otherwise, he would have recognized whose hand this plaque came from!

That's right, the words on the forehead of this club were actually written by the president!

The following inscription is pro.

No one thinks of the President based on the word "Pro".

And there are not many people who have been lucky enough to see the president's calligraphy.

It just so happened that Lu Zheng and Lu Yunting were two of these few people.

Seeing this plaque, the two of them knew it in their hearts.

It doesn't look like it's going to be in vain today.

Glancing at each other, a cold light flashed in Lu Yunting's eyes, and he raised his hand and waved it vigorously.

Behind them, the procession of hundreds of people guarded the exits of the clubhouse in an orderly manner.

The snow that has not been shoveled has also been ruined by countless footprints.

But although the footprints are messy, they are only the difference in the distance of the footsteps.

From a distance, all the footprints were connected in two lines, and none of them were protruding.

After discussing it in the hospital, Lu Yunting directly pulled over a team that was drilling!

Zhan Qianyan is not a member of the army, and he has to stay and take care of him.

So he didn't come.

Seeing that the club was surrounded by groups, Lu Zhengcai walked to the closed door with his head held high.

As they guessed, in the snow outside the gate, a sign was erected.

"Rest today"!

Lu Yunting followed behind Lu Zheng, and the fists on both sides of his body clenched involuntarily.

All the guesses were correct.

All the clues are connected by such a place.

His Ling Long, the mother of his child, is really in this place?!

I don't know how she's been doing all these years.

He slept for the past nineteen years, as if he had just had a dream.

But she has to live a lonely and desperate life in such an unknown place.

There was no one to talk to her, and she couldn't see her favorite person and her two children.

In this, there was only one person she could meet, and that was Windking's Landing.

A despicable man who imprisoned her in this world!

Thinking of this, Lu Yunting couldn't wait to dig out the heart of the Wind King's Landing and see what color his heart was!

No one would do this to the person he loved.

No one will!

But he can't, he still has to save the woman he loves!

"There was no lady sitting on the stage in that clubhouse, and there was no entertainment.

With just a retro name, how can it be called the Pinjin Grotto? ”

These are the exact words of Zhan Qianyan.

That's right, the capital that sells gold caves and absorbs money is nothing more than wine-colored gambling and drugs.

The clubhouse advocates retro, does not serve liquor, and gambling is even more impossible.

Then all that's left is, poison!

With the power of Lu Zheng and Lu Yunting, it is completely possible to seize them just by suspecting them of drug trafficking.

As for Windking's Landing.

It happened that when Lu Zheng met him before, he had talked about the spies and generals of country B who were active in the imperial capital.

Suffice it to say that he got the news that the spies had been here, and suspected that all the spies in the club were lurking.

Even if they knew that they were talking nonsense with their eyes open, there was nothing they could do!