Chapter three hundred and eighty seventh memory card
The crying sounds intermittently and sobbing, like a ghost in the dense forest, making people feel sad when they hear it.
Of course, this is not a ghost cry, but a person crying sadly.
The sound came from Qiao Younian's house. No need to guess, Qiao Younian's family must be Qiao Younian's family.
Jin Wushuang was not in a hurry to leave, and walked through the moon gate by a devil and walked into the courtyard.
The look here is completely opposite to the outside.
The new leader succeeds him, with lights and colorful colors hanging everywhere.
Here is a plain white flower balls hanging on the main entrance, with wreaths on both sides, and elegiac couplets written on them.
There was no one in the courtyard, only a pretty woman in plain clothes was kneeling in the mourning hall, kneeling on the ground, crying while throwing paper money into the brazier.
Qiao You lost his wife in middle age, but later he didn't have a refrain. He had a daughter under his knees, who is just over 20 years old this year.
Look at this girl wearing mourning clothes, she should be Qiao Ling'er, the daughter of Qiao Younian.
Jin Wushuang sighed silently.
As the leader of the martial arts world, Qiao Younian ended up so lonely after his death. Everyone else wanted to please the new leader, leaving only one daughter to keep a spirit for him.
Qiao Ling'er may have been tired of crying, so she wiped her swollen eyes and got up and walked to the back of the mourning hall.
Jin Wushuang's mind flashed.
The new leader of the alliance under the banner of avenging Qiao Younian, and vowed not to bury Qiao Younian if he did not find the murderer.
These days, his body was parked here, maybe clues can be found on the body?
Jin Wushuang looked around and there was no one coming and going here, so Qiao Ling'er might say that she would rest in the back hall.
She quietly walked into the mourning hall.
There was a crystal coffin in the middle, and Qiao Younian was lying quietly inside as if she was asleep.
Jin Wushuang did not rush to open the lid of the crystal coffin, but first observed through the crystal coffin.
Qiao Younian changed into a shroud, her face was trimmed, and her hair was combed meticulously.
After such trouble, clues were also destroyed.
The fatal injuries on his body can be detected, but this cannot prove that it was not killed by Bai Fengjiu.
Jin Wushuang frowned. It seemed that he could only leave the Wulin League first and make a long-term plan after going back.
"Who are you!"
A shout sounded from behind, and then a terrible wind blew.
Jin Wushuang felt a stern in her heart. She only cared about things, but no one behind her noticed it.
Jin Wushuang dodged away from the attack behind her, flipped her body in the air, and retreated five meters outside.
A figure followed closely, Jin Wushuang used his punch to meet the enemy, and a dull sound came from his ears.
"Bang!"
The two fists touched, and the waves of energy raged, and the strong wind blew off the veil on Jin Wushuang's face.
Looking closely, it turned out that Qiao Ling'er was gone and returned.
Qiao Ling'er had a pretty face and was staring at Jin Wushuang with her eyes.
"Who are you!"
"I am Bai Fengjiu's wife, and my name is Jin Wushuang."
Since the veil has fallen, Jin Wushuang does not intend to conceal his identity.
Qiao Ling'er's fist was clenched in an instant and asked coldly: "What are you here to do?"
"Chaqiao's cause of death, clearing my husband's charge."
Qiao Ling'er sneered: "Murdering someone will pay for his life. Everyone in the world knows that he killed my father. How do you want to wash away?"
Jin Wushuang looked outside with a side look, and there was no movement. The fight between the two should not have been discovered by others.
"I believe my husband, he will not kill the leader of the Bridge."
"What's the reason?" Qiao Ling'er asked her.
"There is no reason, but I believe him."
There were chaotic footsteps outside, and Jin Wushuang's heart moved. Could anyone find him?
Qiao Ling'er frowned and stepped forward.
Jin Wushuang reacted defensively to prevent her from attacking.
"Come with me!"
Qiao Ling'er did not attack Jin Wushuang, grabbed her wrist and pulled the back of the Xiangjingtang.
In a short while, a group of people rushed in from the Moon Gate, each with bad faces and looking for something around his eyes.
Wu Mengzhu's face turned cold and waved her hand to order: "Search it carefully!"
"yes!"
More than a dozen men spread out and rummaged through the boxes and cabinets. The poor bridge, whose bones were not cold, was lying in the crystal coffin for a year and could not live in peace.
"stop!"
A shout came from the back hall, and Qiao Ling'er rushed to Wu Mengzhu angrily.
"What do you want to do!"
Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at Qiao Ling'er and Wu Mengzhu.
Although Qiao Younian died, Yu Wei was still there, Qiao Ling'er was Qiao Younian's only daughter, and people are still a little afraid of him.
Wu Mengzhu said lightly without any turmoil: "According to reliable information, someone sneaked into the Wulin League. For the safety of Miss Qiao, we need to search here carefully.
Qiao Ling'er said: "No need. I've been here just now and I've never seen anyone come in. I'm very safe here, and I'm a weak woman, without power and cannot touch other people's interests. I'm not afraid of others' assassination."
After changing the subject, Qiao Ling'er sarcastically said, "But some people have to turn a blind eye to sleep at night."
Wu Mengzhu sneered: "Miss Qiao doesn't have to worry about this. Now she is still worried about her own safety. The people who sneak in are very cruel. For the sake of Miss Qiao's safety, let's check it out."
She waved her hand, and the men looked at each other and continued to search.
Qiao Ling'er clenched her fists angrily, but she had no choice but to watch the people mess up the place.
After searching through the outer and inner halls, they found nothing. The leading man came back to report that he didn't even see a single figure.
Wu Mengzhu glanced at Qiao Ling'er and said, "Miss Qiao, I've disturbed you. If you find anything abnormal, report it to me quickly. This is for your safety and for the safety of our Wulin League."
Wu Mengzhu took everyone away until he disappeared into the corner in the distance, and Qiao Ling'er breathed a sigh of relief.
She returned to the back hall and turned an inconspicuous bowl on the antique shelf. The sound of gear friction came, and a secret door appeared on the wall.
Jin Wushuang walked out of it.
"Are you leaving?"
Qiao Ling'er nodded: "Do you know where Bai Fengjiu is? I have something to ask him."
"Since the incident happened, I have lost contact with him."
Jin Wushuang observed his expression and expression. Qiao Ling'er had no hatred expression on her face, and her eyes were clear and anxious, not like pretending. It seemed that this girl knew something.
Qiao Ling'er showed a tangled expression on her face, as if she had made a big decision.
"Can I trust you?"
Jin Wushuang raised her eyebrows, nodded, and answered affirmatively: "Of course!"
Qiao Ling'er took a deep breath, reached out and took off a black jade pendant from her neck. Her fingers were forceful, and it was broken.
Jin Wushuang stretched out her eyebrows, and she saw a storage card in the broken black jade.
Qiao Ling'er handed the memory card to Jin Wushuang.
"There is a video of my father being killed. I hope you can take it out and announce it to the world at the right opportunity!"
Although Qiao Ling'er is the orphan of the leader of the Qiao League, she is now under house arrest and it is difficult to get out. The people who serve around her have also been replaced by spies of the new leader, and every move will be heard by the new leader.
This video is very precious. Qiao Ling'er wanted to send it out but couldn't find a suitable person. Jin Wushuang's appearance gave her hope.
Jin Wushuang put the storage card in his close-fitting pocket and said solemnly: "Don't worry, I will never let the leader of the Bridge die in vain!"
"Please!"
Chapter completed!