"Well, have you found the murderer?" Du Ruo asked.

There were still water drops on Xue Hongyi's ears and hair. The raincoat was covered with water drops and fell on the floor. She turned around slowly and shook off more water drops. She looked at Du Ruo and said, "As you expected,

The murderer really killed according to the list. We made preparations in advance. The murderer failed in the assassination and was ambushed by us. But I was careless and let the murderer escape!"

Du Ruo frowned slightly and said, "Is this murderer's martial arts so high? Even you, Xue Captou, took action and escaped?"

Xue Hongyi nodded and said: "This man's martial arts is indeed very high, and his sword skills are very ruthless. He killed seven or eight of us in an ambush of more than thirty people. I was careless and didn't expect the murderer to be so ruthless and willing to do so."

I cut off an arm and escaped!"

"My arm was cut off?" Du Ruo pulled on his cloak and said, "Then you should be able to find it by following the blood stains!"

"The rain was so heavy that the blood stains were not clear at all, and even the blood stains disappeared after we got here. We had no choice but to search house to house." Xue Hongyi said.

"Oh, that's it." Du nodded thoughtfully and said, "Then, Capt. Xue, you are busy, so I won't bother you more."

"Yeah." Xue Hongyi nodded.

Not long after Du Ruo returned, the inn became quiet again, and the detectives who searched had no success and left. As for whether Xue Hongyi caught the murderer tonight, Du Ruo didn't know.

It rained heavily that night and it rained for a long time.

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In the early morning of the next day, the rain eased a lot, but it was still rainy. After Du Ruo came out of the room, he heard many people in the lobby downstairs discussing what happened last night. He did not participate in the discussion and ate something hastily.

The stuff just went out the door.

Last night, Heitou went out to check and found that Su Ruyu was still in Wangjiang Tower on the Qinhuai River.

If what Su Ruyu had given was really an ordinary peace charm, Du Ruo would have accepted it, but if Su Ruyu gave fifty taels of silver, he really couldn't accept it.

Fifty taels of silver is really not a small amount of money. It can be used by ordinary people for many years. Du Ruo decided to give it back to Su Ruyu based on the principle of no reward for no merit. Naturally, he understood Su Ruyu's kindness, but he really couldn't accept it.

What's more, he is indeed not short of money yet, so it is not good to owe a favor for no reason.

There is still a curtain of water flowing on the corners of the eaves. The sky in the early morning is gray, the clouds are very low, the city is gray, and there are not even a few weeds on the roadside. There are fewer people on the road because the rain comes too fast.

All the pedestrians had taken shelter from the rain, and there were not even a few vendors left along the street.

An oil-paper umbrella, raindrops fell on it, splashing water, dripping, dripping, Du Ruo, dressed in moon-white clothes, walked slowly on the street.

It's still very early. Heitou came back late last night, so Du Ruo didn't disturb his rest. It happened that he had been reviewing his lessons from morning to night in the past few days. He was indeed a little tired, so he took this opportunity to take a rest.

Due to Xue Hongyi's reminder, he carried the Tang Dao on his back.

It was actually a little too early, and it was raining heavily. There were hardly any people on the street. When I turned around, it was covered in rain and fog. There was a lot of water on the gray walls flowing down from the eaves, and slowly flowing to the ground. This street

There are two steamed bun shops up there that are open, but there are no customers at either of them.

On the other hand, under the eaves of a closed shop on the street, there was a young man in a blue cloth gown squatting and eating steamed buns. This man looked very decadent, his hair was messy, and his clothes were dirty. A broken bowl was placed on the eaves.

Steamed buns, then water, and drink water while eating steamed buns.

If Du Ruo hadn't seen a few books exposed in the corner of the man's baggage, and he also held a book in his hand, and would glance at it from time to time, he would have suspected that this man was a beggar.

The man lowered his head and his long hair covered his face, so he couldn't see clearly. However, Du Ruo felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity, but he couldn't remember that he had ever known such a person.

Under the eaves of the umbrella, Du Ruo looked at the man for a while, sighed, gently took out some broken silver from his arms, held it in his hand, and then continued to walk forward. The few broken silver fell to the ground and smashed out.

A few water flowers.

He didn't look back and walked straight forward.

If a young man is begging, he will not have the slightest pity. However, if a motivated young man is in trouble, he is willing to do something with a little effort while protecting the other person's dignity.

There was a lot of hazy mist on the street.

The young man who was eating steamed buns suddenly raised his head, looked at the few pieces of silver on the street, and then looked at Du Ruo who had gone away. He rubbed his nose, took a hard bite of the steamed buns, and then put the book into the bag.

He picked up the broken bowl in the corner, took a sip of water, finished the last bit of steamed buns, added some fingers, held up the old oil-paper umbrella next to him, and walked into the rain.

Picking up all the broken silver on the ground and putting it into the bag on his back, the young man looked at Du Ruo, who was already on the street and could still vaguely see a trace of moonlight, and said softly: "We meet for the second time.

, for the sake of this scrap of money, I’ll save your life!”

A ray of breeze blew away, lifting the messy hair of the young man in blue, revealing a slumped face, which was very similar to the woman on the scroll that Du Ruo picked up in Gusu City.

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A glimpse of light, a breeze, ripples on the ground, in a small alley, on the bluestone, the water ripples are slightly chaotic. There is a reflection on the water, but it is not clear, Du Ruo is holding an oil paper umbrella, standing quietly

.

"What a terrible decision."

The umbrella brim blocked Du Ruo's face, making it difficult for people to see clearly what he looked like. All he could see was a smile on the corner of his mouth, which was neither deep nor shallow, somewhat gentle, somewhat magnanimous, somewhat indifferent, somewhat

Very elegant.

This smile is rare and intoxicating.

Of course, if it weren't for the person blocking the way, Du Ruo wouldn't be able to smile like this.

There was a masked man in front of him with only one arm. The left arm looked like it had just been broken off. There were deep blood stains on the torn sleeves. He was dressed in a black shirt and holding the wind-drenching knife in his right hand. He stood quietly in the rain without any trace of blood.

Don't mind the soaked clothes.

"You know, actually, I wasn't going out today. I suddenly wanted to see a girl. I made an excuse and said I wanted to pay back the money. Then I convinced myself, put down the book, and came alone. You said I was

It's not very unlucky." Du Ruo slightly raised his umbrella and showed a smiling face, unparalleled in elegance.

The masked man nodded and said: "You are quite unlucky. Either earlier or later, you would not have met me. Earlier, I did not decide to kill you. Later, I should not be able to kill you, but
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