The song was written by Ning Changan to Liu Xilou. Lu Qian knew it, but Lu Qian felt that the song was about herself.

This kind of poem that seems to be popular but has a thorough understanding of life between the lines is most popular among the literary talents from the capital.

Lu Qian also likes it. Lu Qian can't hear the artistic conception that literati appreciate, it just feels down-to-earth.

After passing Jilou and walking along the main street from the market to the east gate, the night has become completely dark.

The sound of the watchman's stick could be heard far and near, and it was already the curfew time. At midnight, another group of detectives took over, and Lu Qian pinched it and prepared to return the same way.

"Boss, Chang'an Xilou really has no idea. After the Shilipo Incident, Liu Xilou's eyes were filled with ecstasy when he looked at Chang'an, and there's also Miss Ling'er."

One of the detectives said.

Another police officer answered: "There are women in Chang'an. If it were me, I would be clean and ready to be whipped."

Lu Qian glared, "You know nothing, you don't know the state of Chang'an."

"The boss knows," the policeman asked.

Lu Qian cursed and kicked him out.

The policeman ducked away with a smile.

The smile on Lu Qian's face suddenly solidified and became stiff.

In the direction behind the police officer, two sedan chairs zoomed in out of thin air;

Feeling weak, Lu Qian immediately thought of the ghost sedan that took Liu Xilou to Shilipo.

The two detectives sensed an abnormality in Lu Qian's spasmed facial muscles, turned their heads, and saw two sedans whizzing by above their sights.

There are two sedans at the front and the back, and eight women in colorful clothes carry the sedan.

"Boss, is it the red-clothed ghost who escaped from Shilipo who is leading the boss to seek revenge on Ning Changan?"

Lu Qian's legs trembled.

"Gather people together, gather everyone"

The three of them ran along the main street, and Lu Qian stopped after a few dozen feet.

"No, the sedan chair is not going to the suburban village where Ning Changan is, nor is it Jilou, it is the dock."

"stop"

The two detectives stopped.

On the left and right are Lu Qian.

"You can leave it alone." Lu Qian said to himself.

One of the agents looked at Lu Qian in surprise and hesitated for a while: "Boss, would you like to think about it again?"

Lu Qian looked at his subordinates and glared: "It's silly to think about it. The sedan is flying to the suburban dock and has nothing to do with Chang'an."

A sudden realization.

The policeman who spoke felt at ease instantly: "The boss has an insight into everything, I admire it, I admire it."

The conversation changed and the policeman asked: "Will something happen to the dock?"

"What matters on earth belongs to the Yamen, and what matters in heaven has the final say."

Lu Qian is serious.

"The boss said it well"

Two detectives complimented.

The three of them watched the sedan go away. Lu Qian was in a state of confusion.
Chapter completed!