Jinyiwei's psychic case: the opening is Lingbo Weibu

Chapter 305

"My lord, please come this way."

After welcoming Xu Shan into the back wing, Yin Sanhuan specifically instructed the front to serve the officials well.

"Afu, go in and serve tea to the master."

Hearing this, Ah Fu, who had a scratch on his chin, understood and said, "Yes, boss."

The side rooms of Yongsheng Pawnshop can definitely be described as luxurious.

But that's true, those who can be invited here to "trade" must be either rich or noble.

Yin Sanhuan, who followed Xu Shan in, first invited him to sit down. He then lit the incense burner with great interest!

The wisps of green smoke make people feel relaxed and happy.

But Xu Shan was very familiar with this taste.

He had smelled it both when he was communicating with Jian Jie and others, and when he was besieging Baiyun Temple last night.

Therefore, when Yin Sanhuan brought the incense burner in front of him, Xu Shan opened it and looked at it with great interest.

"What's this fragrance? It smells very special."

"Sandalwood! Oh, this is naturally not as good as those in the palace. I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, Master Xu."

When Yin Sanhuan finished saying this with a smile, Ah Fu had already walked over with tea in his hand.

"Master Xu, please have some tea!"

"Thank you!"

He glanced at Xu Shan and took a sip.

Seeing this scene, Yin Sanhuan and Ah Fu's eyes met inadvertently. The corners of their mouths lifted slightly.

"Hmm? Don't go. This silver is a reward for you."

When Ah Fu turned around, Xu Shan casually took out a few blood-stained silver bills from his inner pocket and placed them directly on the tea tray he was holding.

"Ah? Sir, is that blood?" When seeing these banknotes, Ah Fu shouted in fear.

Yin Sanhuan, who was standing by, quickly scolded him, "Look at how useless you are. Why don't you thank me for the reward?"

"Yes, thank you for the reward, sir."

"You're welcome. I picked this up from the crime scene."

Hearing this, Yin Sanhuan was stunned at first, then said with a smile: "Ah? Sir, that's quite humorous."

"Do you think I'm a humorous person?"

After their eyes met, Yin Sanhuan had a sense of déjà vu as if he had been seen through.

"Okay, I won't beat around the bush."

"I received a tip-off that someone gave Manager Yin a secret tip-off last night."

"The secret report states that Zhang Qi, a captain of the Imperial Guards, is secretly planning to arrest Niu Peng, the former lieutenant general of the Liuhe City Defense Battalion."

When Xu Shan said this, Ah Fu, who had turned around with the tea tray in his hand, suddenly froze there.

The smile on Yin Sanhuan's face froze in an instant.

Then, his expression changed in an instant and he cried out in a sobbing voice, "Sir, please don't scare me."

"Fuck, I'm just the owner of the pawnshop for my boss. What's the point of reporting it confidentially? Someone must have framed me."

Xu Shan took another sip of tea and then sneered, "Shopkeeper Yin, you are a noble man who forgets things easily."

"Can't remember? If you can't remember, let this servant help you recall it."

"After receiving the tip-off, he went to the Second Alley and ambushed my brother."

"When assassinating Captain Zhang, my brother took the opportunity to reach out and scratch his chin."

"Oh, look at him now, there are still a few clearly visible scratches."

"To create the illusion of uneven distribution of the spoils, he even threw a few banknotes on the scene. Look, those are the ones on the plate."

"Just order a little, isn't it?"

'Uh-huh. '

Hearing Xu Shan's words, Ah Fu turned around suddenly.

The previous panic was instantly replaced by coldness.

Xu Shan, still sitting with his legs crossed, turned sideways to play with the incense burner and added, "I'll return the banknotes you lost."

"How are you going to repay my brother for his lost life?"

'Ding-dong.'

Just as Xu Shan finished speaking, the dense and strange sound of wind chimes suddenly rang in his ears.

In an instant, the wisps of green smoke in front of him transformed into the heads of people he had beheaded, constantly invading and irritating his nerves.

'boom! '

Originally, a pair of bloody hands stretched out from the tea he was drinking, trying to strangle his neck.

"Give me back my life!"

"Give me back my life..."

The hideous faces of those he had mercilessly killed appeared before his eyes.