Chapter 256 The two-faced wild rose that the military commander wants to provoke (7)

"Coach, do you mean jumping out of the window?" The soldier opened the car door and shook his head in confusion: "No."

Wen Yansheng raised his eyelids, said nothing more, bent down and sat in the car.

After waiting for a while, Xu Yi sat in the passenger seat before the driver started driving.

Xu Yi told him all the developments of the investigation, with an amazed tone:

"Master Jiu, Xu Chong died from a steel spike piercing his heart."

"Are the clothes intact?" Wen Yansheng asked lightly, but his mind had already flashed through her mind as she slowly and carefully buttoned the clothes, without any shame at all, bold, unrestrained, bright, and with ridiculous strength.

Her facial features were heavily made up and beautiful to the right degree. When I recalled it, I found that her every frown and smile were clearly imprinted in my mind, and an inexplicable throbbing spread through my heart.

He looked gloomy, which he took as anger.

Yet, I always want to find some clues to merge these two faces with completely different expressions.

People should not be curious, because once they are curious, they will easily fall into it. Obviously, Wen Yansheng has not noticed this problem at this moment.

Xu Yi turned around and saw Jiu Ye's deep and inquiring expression. He was in a trance and didn't know what he was thinking. He answered doubtfully: "Clothes? They are intact."

Wen Yansheng narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking that she was just lying and teasing him on purpose.

What for?

The only thing he couldn't understand.

Xu Yi continued, "The tip of the steel is sharpened and short, with a hook on the top. It can kill with one strike. The opponent is well prepared."

Wen Yansheng sat upright in the car and glanced out the window. He saw a section of wild roses climbing up the thick wall. The roses were reflected against the green leaves, and each flower was delicate and pink. The one he just saw was a thorny one.

"The same for Qin Can?"

"It's different. Qin Can was drowned in the bathtub, but he had a knife wound on his wrist and heart."

Wen Yansheng thought that the reason for the sudden rise of the Qin family was that after Qin Can came back half a year ago, the precarious Qin family instantly injected a large amount of funds and recruited many people to make a comeback in a short period of time.

His extraordinary detection ability has allowed him to find the first exit of the maze.

Half a year ago, it was always half a year ago...

He said "hmm" and didn't ask any more questions.

The big black car drove quickly through the street and stopped at Wengongguan soon after.

Wen Yansheng bent down and got out of the car and asked the guard:

"Did Shuqi and Miss Lin go out today?"

The guard shook his head, and the housekeeper gave a more detailed schedule: "Master Wen's leg hasn't healed yet. After breakfast, the two of them sat in the garden for a while and read a book."

"After taking a nap in the afternoon, we played chess together. After dinner, we went back to our rooms."

"One more thing. There were cracks on the floor of the shower room in Ms. Lin's room. She changed rooms at 7 o'clock."

He heard the pipa music at the Paramount at 8 o'clock, so the time didn't conflict. "Miss Lin hasn't gone out yet?"

"No." The butler shook his head.

Wen Yansheng felt like he had arrived at the second maze and hit a dead end.

Is he overthinking?

Or maybe she was very clever to hide it from so many people.

Suddenly he smiled faintly, his eyes filled with interest. He walked around the front of the car, entered the gate, passed through the empty hall, and went straight up to the second floor to his room.

He did not rashly go and ask directly, but ordered four more soldiers to guard the back door of the small western-style building.

…

the other side.

Lin Muqing was still wearing the same morning clothes that she had just changed into. She walked onto the balcony and looked down casually.

Of course she noticed the new soldiers, and it was smart of her to suspect her so quickly.

She touched the red mole nonchalantly, and it was worth it that she had tied two braids this morning.

All of this was part of her plan. She would first move into the Wen Mansion to conceal her identity, then take the opportunity to cancel the engagement, and while taking revenge, she would capture him step by step.

Three days later is a good opportunity to cancel the engagement.

Looking up from the ground, there is a distance of three meters between the floors, which is the room on the third floor of the western-style building in front.

The lights came on, proving that Wen Yansheng had returned.

Just as she turned around to go back into the house, the white painted door on the opposite balcony suddenly opened.

The man took off his coat and was only wearing a white shirt, dark blue military pants and slippers. He was tall and strong, holding a glass of red wine in his hand, and met her stunned gaze.

Wen Yansheng raised his eyebrows, obviously surprised.

How did she get transferred to this room?

"Master?"

The woman had a slightly surprised look on her face. From a distance, one could see clearly that she had her hair tied in two braids, her face was bare, her hair was blown by the wind, and she looked soft, beautiful and lonely, like a snow lotus on a cold mountain. The contrast was too great.

Wen Yansheng sat at the round table on the balcony, sipping wine, his profile hidden in the shadows, looking somewhat uninhibited: "Well, go to bed early."

"Okay, you too." She smiled faintly.

It was the first time Wen Yansheng saw her smile. Her lips were curved but her teeth were not showing. It was inexplicably similar to her smile just now, except for the shape of her mouth. His brows twitched slightly and he stopped talking.

She also returned to her room and closed the balcony door.

Night.

Lying on the bed, Wen Yansheng dreamed of the details of the night again. It was obvious that he was hit by her and the impact was great.

When I woke up, my emotions, which were usually as calm as the sea, became turbulent and irritable.

I wish I could capture her and torture her to extract a confession.

But deep down I resist this approach.

But I didn't expect that three days later, she still dared to do it, and was even bolder.