"You really care about them."

Ding Xiu smiled strangely upon hearing this, and suddenly changed the subject: "But I remember that Shen Lian seemed to know Brother Zhao, right?"

Jin Yichuan said quickly: "Second brother has already escaped from this vortex, Senior Brother, you can't pull him back."

Ding Xiu chuckled: "Look how scared you are, I'm just asking a question!"

Jin Yichuan's expression relaxed a little, and just as he was about to continue speaking, his expression suddenly changed. He turned abruptly, pulled out the dagger from his waist, and threw it fiercely into the alley diagonally behind him.

"call out--"

The blade broke through the air and pinned a black shadow to the corner of the alley in the blink of an eye.

The two brothers quickly went forward to check, and saw a gray mouse nailed to the wall with a dagger. Its limbs were still twitching and it kept squeaking.

"It turned out to be a mouse."

Jin Yichuan breathed a sigh of relief, leaned over to pull out the dagger, took out a piece of silk, and wiped it with a frown.

Ding Xiu, who was standing by, held the knife in both hands and glanced at the dead mouse. Suddenly, he remembered something and turned to ask, "Oh, by the way, what do you know about Fu Qingyun?"

While wiping the blood off the blade, Jin Yichuan answered casually, "I don't know much, but I heard that the real murderer of the Liu family murder may not be Fu Qingyun."

Ding Xiu raised his eyebrows: "Oh? If it's not him, then who is it?"

Jin Yichuan shook his head: "I don't know either, but——"

Jin Yichuan paused, then looked around vigilantly and whispered, "But there are experts in the government who have guessed the existence of the organization from Li Jianlin, and they suspect that it was us who did it..."

Li Jianlin was the prominent figure pushed forward by the Tongmenghui.

That was also the target that the Liu family had commissioned Lin Zhongtian to assassinate.

“We didn’t do that.”

Ding Xiu shook his head decisively.

Jin Yichuan was a little skeptical: "Are you sure?"

Ding Xiu nodded and said, "Very sure. As far as I know, the organization had already taken the third son of the Liu family under its wing and was preparing to help him kill his brother and father and uncle and take over the power of the Liu family. For this reason, the third son of the Liu family had secretly poisoned his father for a month. How could he suddenly give up the whole plan and massacre the entire Liu family?"

Jin Yichuan nodded in understanding: "That's true."

Ding Xiu suddenly smiled awkwardly: "However, although the Liu family murder was not committed by us, this news was indeed released by the organization."

"……ah?"

"To be honest, this can't be blamed on us. Among the martial arts masters who passed by the Liu family at that time, the only one who was capable of doing this was Fu Qingyun, the White Bone Demon Hand."

Jin Yichuan's face turned serious: "No matter what, Fu Qingyun must not know about this."

Ding Xiu frowned and said thoughtfully: "You want to recruit him?"

Jin Yichuan nodded: "Now time is tight and we are short of manpower. It just so happens that there is such a master in the capital. It would be best if we could bring him to help you and me."

Ding Xiu chuckled, "Don't tell me, there is a real possibility! I see that this person is both good and evil. He doesn't really care about being called a demon. He just thinks the nickname of White Bone Demon Hand is a bit unpleasant. If he hears that you and I are planning to rob the Heavenly Prison, he might be interested. I just don't know where he is staying in the capital, so you need to pay more attention to this aspect."

"Brother, I saved it."

Jin Yichuan nodded, and the two brothers walked out of the alley while chatting.

After the two walked away, the rat corpse in the corner suddenly twitched, and a hazy gray mist emerged from its pair of blood-red eyes.

"Okay, it's these people who ruined my reputation!"

In the inn two streets away, Lin Zhongtian sat at the head of the bed in the guest room with an angry look on his face.

But then he looked strange and touched his chin thoughtfully.

That’s not right. The plot in his memory doesn’t seem to be like this!

If he remembered correctly, in the movie Jin Yichuan killed the Jinyiwei who was chasing him and impersonated him to become the Jinyiwei he is today.

After his senior brother Ding Xiu discovered this secret, he pestered him and extorted a lot of money from him.

The relationship between the two brothers is not one of mutual assistance, but at least one of mortal enemies.

Of course, based on the subsequent plot, many netizens speculated that these two brothers actually still care about each other very much.

It's just that this way of expressing care is a bit awkward.

Although Ding Xiu blackmailed Jin Yichuan and jokingly asked him to find a big shot in the capital who had an affair with someone else to sell his ass for money, he actually wanted to tell him the ugliness hidden under the prosperity of the capital and force him to get out of the quagmire of the Jinyiwei.

Although Jin Yichuan tried to kill Ding Xiu several times, he pushed Ding Xiu away at the most critical moment and took the countless bullets shot from the roof for his senior brother.

All in all, the relationship between these two brothers in the original work is quite complicated.

Every time they met, they either quarreled with each other or drew their swords against each other. There was no way they could be as loving and affectionate as they are now.

And from listening to their conversation, it turned out that these two brothers were also members of the Alliance, and were the main force in the upcoming robbery of the Heaven Prison.

According to this meaning, Jin Yichuan's act of impersonating and infiltrating the Jinyiwei was not just because he was tired of being a thief and wanted to get out of trouble, but because he was ordered to go undercover in the Jinyiwei and work for the Tongmenghui.

Now this is interesting…

A smile appeared on Lin Zhongtian's face. He immediately stood up and opened the window.

After learning such interesting things, how could he sit still?

Anyway, this body strengthened by the gray fog didn't need much sleep, so he might as well continue his unfinished work at night.

After seeing and hearing so much news about the Tongmenghui, Lin Zhongtian became more and more interested in this so-called Brother Zhao.

…

…

The prison never sees sunlight all year round. It is dark and gloomy, making it difficult to distinguish between day and night.

There are very few windows in the cell that are higher than one meter. Most of them are low vents. The night wind and sewage and filth flow in and out together, and the air seems to become turbid and smelly.

After the hour of Chou, the two iron doors of the prison opened silently.

A young man dressed as a jailer walked into the prison and walked slowly along the long corridor behind the iron gate.

Dim oil lamps were lit on both sides of the corridor, and the bluestone pavement underfoot had long been polished very smooth by countless feet. However, there was some moss growing in the gaps between the bluestones, and it was obvious that no one had cleaned it for a long time.

The young man continued to walk forward, and with every step he took, a clear echo was heard in the corridor.

This design eliminates the possibility of Jin Yichuan and others secretly breaking into the prison from the root.

As long as they have not bribed all the jailers, their footsteps when passing through the corridor will be multiplied, thus alerting the jailers at the end of the corridor and on both sides of the corridor.

In the middle of the corridor, there is a section of road without oil lamps, but instead there are holes on the walls on both sides.

It is obvious that this is the trap in the corridor and where the troops are hidden.

As the young man walked along this road, several pairs of eyes were quietly watching him through the holes.

They first took a look at the young man's attire, then looked at his profile, and when they found that it was a familiar face, they disappeared quietly behind the hole, allowing the young man to pass through the most dangerous section of the road.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the young man finally reached the end of the corridor.

A prison boss with cloudy eyes was guarding there.

Hearing the footsteps coming from the corridor, the old man looked up at the young man, then waved his hand, lowered his head again, and ignored the young man in front of him.

Passing through the iron gate next to the old man, it felt like entering another world.

Finally, a hint of human life came into the dark and silent world.

That was the sound of the jailers on duty tonight drinking and playing with money.