Looking around the casino, the lights are weaving, the red is sprinkled, and every face is reflected in greed, but some are excited, some are excited, some are lost, some are painful, the sound of dice, pai gow, horse hanging, the sound is in the ears, and there is no difference from before.

This made Meng Qi feel like he had a dream, dreamed of assassination, and woke up from the dream without a trace, still in the casino.

The assassin's ability to hide his aura and conceal his killing intent was only seen in Meng Qi's life, and when he didn't make a move, he was no different from ordinary people, and there was no difference in the real sense.

"I was discovered by Qiu Fei and deliberately led me to a crowded place like a casino to assassinate?"

"He can take me to a no-man's place outside the city with the strength of half a step to do it himself, is he more sure?"

"Or is it someone he wants to meet, sending a gang of assassins to find and eliminate stalkers?"

Meng Qi had one thought after another in his mind, and his right hand grasped the handle of the knife, and slowly crossed the crowd of people rubbing shoulders one after another, and arrived at the entrance of the private room.

It's a lot cleaner here, the courtyard is heavy, each into one, which is convenient for people with status to have fun, Meng Qi lost Qiu Fei's traces, and he can't inquire about every private room, so it is easy to provoke people who shouldn't be provoked, so he has to hide at the entrance of the courtyard of the private room, waiting for the dealer and the maid to come out, and ask with a little "Heaven and Earth Dafa" illusion Dafa.

"I haven't seen this person......"

"There is no ...... in the private room I am responsible for"

"No new guests came in just now......"

One by one, the answers made Meng Qi puzzled, obviously watching Qiu Fei walk towards the private room, where did he go?

After searching for a while, Meng Qi finally determined that he had lost it. Inside, he was more inclined to believe that the purpose of the assassins was to obstruct or get rid of Qiu Fei's followers.

"But it's not enough to use such a strong assassin to do chores......" With such doubts, Meng Qi left the Tianzi No. 1 Casino and returned to the rented courtyard.

Because of what happened to the assassin just now, he opened the door cautiously to prevent an ambush and assassination.

The courtyard door creaked open, but Meng Qi's pupils contracted violently.

In the center of the courtyard, there is something that I didn't have before I left.

It's a coffin!

It's a pitch black coffin!

The dim moonlight sprinkled down and flowed through the black coffin, bringing with it an indescribable gloom.

Someone brought me a coffin...... Meng Qi was shocked and angry. The "wound of the sky" is directly out of the sheath. Alternating footsteps, slowly approaching the coffin.

He suppressed the emotion in his heart, reflecting the surrounding scene, and there was no life in the coffin. There is no sense of flesh and blood. It's not like someone is in ambush.

The wound of the sky is picked. The lid of the coffin was turned to the side, and inside it was empty, and a small wooden carving lay there.

It is carved into the shape of a human being. The size of a palm, his face was full of pain, and his lower lip was covered by a note that covered his body.

On the note were four words:

"Crazy Knife Su Meng. ”

What kind of hero is pretending to be a ghost? Meng Qi was not frightened, and snorted coldly, is this a war book of death, or is it an act that deliberately disturbs his state of mind?

He believed that Qing Yu would not do this again, and the means would not be like this, because stabbing it out would only bring the reputation of Xuantian Sect to the ground, how could the Heavenly Emperor Dao Sect fly and fight dogs?

So, you're being targeted?

Who and who did it?

What do you want to achieve?

Meng Qi is not a good gentleman who was deceived but was kind and wealthy, after carefully searching all over the yard and finding no clues, he put away the wood carvings and notes, and knocked on the door of the neighbor next door.

After a while, the next-door neighbor came out in his coat, sleepy-eyed and yawning, and peered out through the crack in the door to prevent robbers from breaking the door.

"Uncle, I have something to ask below. Meng Qi said bluntly, he had already lifted the changes in the Eight or Nine Xuangong and cleaned things on his face.

The old man was startled at first, then opened the door, and asked half-curiously and half-worriedly, "Young Master Su, are you asking about the coffin in the courtyard?"

"Exactly. Meng Qi replied.

The old man pursed his lips a few times: "Master Su, not long after you left, someone gave you a coffin, because you were not at home, you still specially asked Lao Ye to open the door, saying that you bought it yourself." Lao Ye thought that you were going to challenge a certain master and prepare a coffin for yourself first to cut off the way back, so he opened the door and let them in. ”

Lao Ye is the landlord.

"Do you know who sent it?" Meng Qi asked with a frown.

The neighbor shook his head: "It's two strangers, who look like guys from a coffin shop, but they're definitely not nearby." ”

Coffin ...... Meng Qi was very confident in his spiritual skills, as long as he found the coffin shop, he could ask the man who bought the coffin from the mouth of the guy and the shopkeeper.

"What are their looks?" Meng Qi asked.

The neighbor thought about it carefully, and suddenly said "ah": "One of the guys has a black mole on the corner of his mouth, which is very conspicuous. ”

After asking a few more questions, Meng Qi thanked him sincerely, turned around and left the door, thinking about countermeasures in his heart.

"Carry the coffin through the city in the middle of the night, Maoling is not a place of curfew, many drunkards and gamblers return at night, plus the husbands, there should be many people to see it!" Without further ado, Meng Qi decided to investigate immediately.

After calculating the time, Meng Qi decided to find the group of husbands who were nearby at the time.

It didn't take much trouble for him to ask the other givings and find his target.

"That coffin, I remember it very clearly, who is not afraid to see the coffin in the middle of the night?" Before thinking about it, the old husband was still a little trembling, even if it was far away, he was deeply impressed, and he thought that there was a corpse mutiny.

Meng Qi was overjoyed in his heart, there was a clue!

"Uncle, can you see which street they came from, and do you know which coffin shop they are?" he suppressed his joy.

The other husband pondered his memories and said in an uncertain tone: "From North Street, there seems to be only one coffin shop nearby. ”

Meng Qi perked up, asked the specific location of the coffin shop, and rushed to it at night.

Pedestrians were scarce, the night was dark, and the door of the coffin shop was closed, hidden in the darkness.

Meng Qi did not delay and went directly over the wall. Fell into the hospital, planning to "ask" one by one.

Suddenly, he smelled a smell of blood at the end of his nose, his heart tightened, and he followed the smell and walked to the back door of the store.

The door didn't close, half-hidden, and with a slight push from Meng Qi, it fell against the wall.

Stepping into it carefully, the first thing that catches your eye is a mouthful of black coffins. They are neatly laid out there. Eerie and eerie.

Take a deep breath, your nose filters the scent, discerning the source of the smell of blood.

Meng Qi walked step by step to the coffin, and the "Heavenly Wound" was gaining momentum. The "meridian" stretches out. Pick the lid of the coffin.

The lid slips off. Reveal the condition inside the coffin.

Inside lay a man with round eyes, a dead man with a frightened face!

He has a noticeable black mole at the corner of his mouth!

Cause of death: Sword in the eyebrows.

"It's been extinguished...... Meng Qi frowned slightly, feeling more and more confused about this matter.

According to the source of the smell of blood. Meng Qi picked up two more coffins, and there were also two dead people lying inside, one was dressed as a buddy, and the other was better dressed.

"The sword is sharp, the wound is deep and narrow, it should be a good sword ......" Meng Qi judged the martial arts characteristics of the murderer from the wound, but there was no other trace except for the wound on the center of the eyebrows.

He turned around and searched the counter, and found that the account books had been burned to ashes, leaving no record of the purchase.

"Is the clue broken?" Meng Qi gritted his teeth and crouched down again to examine the corpse and make a final effort.

Meng Qi suddenly noticed that something was wrong, the two guys were half-mouthed, and their faces were full of horror, only the shopkeeper, his face was frightened, but his lips were tightly closed.

With a slight force, Meng Qi opened the shopkeeper's mouth and found that he was holding a paper ball!

The surface of the paper has been soaked with spittle, Meng Qi took a lot of effort to unfold it, and found that this is part of the account book, it seems that when he first made the account, he remembered the wrong amount of silver taels, and he was too lazy to modify it, so he directly tore it off and threw it away, and then somehow picked it up again and stuffed it into his mouth.

Meng Qi seemed to be able to imagine the scene in his mind, one guy was killed, and the remaining one tried to escape and call for help, and the shopkeeper saw that the other party was strong and couldn't escape at all, so he was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground, fell next to the dustpan, and saw the paper ball, so he held the heart of the same end, quietly stuffed the paper ball into his mouth, and closed it tightly.

The record on the paper ball was blurred, and Meng Qi could barely make out part of it:

“...... Guanjin Yuan...... Jiang Tabo...... Dingnan wood coffin ...... Sent to ......"

Guanjin Yuan...... Jiang Tabo...... Meng Qi repeated, took back the paper ball, erased his traces, left the shop, and went straight to Guanjin Garden, which is the more famous inn in Maoling.

It didn't take long for Meng Qi to sneak into Guanjin Yuan, and he "asked" the buddy through guò, knowing that Jiang Tabo lived in a small building of the Japanese style, and came alone a few days ago, but he was often visited by martial arts people.

Meng Qiyi was bold, mentally covered his body, turned into an illusion, and directly turned into a Japanese small building.

In his senses, there was no breath in the chamber.

Could it be that Jiang Tapo has already fled?

Carefully opening the window, Meng Qi jumped in, and before he landed, he could see the scene in the room clearly.

A young man was half-seated on the floor, his back to the edge of the bed, his eyes wide, his expression frozen in horror, and between his chest and abdomen were long knife marks!

He has his iconic hanging horn eyes and broom eyebrows, which is completely in line with the image of Jiang Tabo as the guy said!

"He was killed too?" Meng Qi suddenly sensed the abnormality.

The scars were scorched black, as if they had been struck by lightning, thus erasing the blood, so Meng Qi didn't smell it outside.

"This, if you look at it roughly, it looks like I did it!"

Meng Qi's heart moved, and he turned his head and jumped out of the window, intending to leave this place first.

At this moment, there was a crisp snap, and a stone flew from outside the courtyard and hit the steps, not loud, but far away in the quiet night.

Meng Qi's spirit instantly climbed to its peak, trying to swing a knife at the place where the stone came from.

A figure arrived from outside, and when he saw the stranger, he immediately blocked Meng Qi's way.

He was young, dark-skinned, with thick eyebrows, and dressed like a farmer, and his gestures complemented his surroundings.

The young man's eyes were extremely strong, and through the open window, he saw the corpse beside the bed, and his expression suddenly became gloomy, with uncontrollable anger and hatred. (To be continued......)

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