Chapter 377 Guess the Assassin

Mo Yunzhu looked at Cheng Linhan's handsome face and said unhappily, "I just want to ask those people I dealt with if they are doing anything, and also whether the wanted order from Qin Wangba has really been withdrawn. How could I have known that someone would follow and assassinate me?"

Cheng Linhan obviously didn't quite believe it, but he also knew that he wouldn't get anything out of it.

"Were you followed when you went out, or when you came out of Wanyao Pavilion?" Cheng Linhan thought the case was a bit strange.

Mo Yunzhu's face darkened as she said, "I don't even know when someone is watching me. It's impossible. I'm also very careful. Besides, when I go out here, I have to be on guard against you. Or if someone is watching us here, don't your people feel it?"

"So it seems that you were targeted when you left Wanyao Pavilion. Does that mean Wanyao Pavilion was targeted?"

Mo Yunzhu was stunned for a moment: "If Wanyao Pavilion is being watched by someone, it is not impossible. After all, Eunuch Song is not too confident about Uncle Zhuo now. But Eunuch Song is unlikely to want to kill me."

"Absolutely not. It is possible that Eunuch Song sent people to monitor Wanyao Pavilion, but he certainly would not kill you. He is more worried about the emperor's condition than anyone else." Cheng Linhan understood this very well. "Besides, if he wanted to kill you, he would not have allowed Qin Wangba to not touch you, and sent me to protect you."

Mo Yunzhu nodded, it was impossible that he was from Song Gou's side.

"Wanyao Pavilion was targeted?" Mo Yunzhu muttered to herself.

She thought it was unlikely. She and Zhuo Yu did not enter the house. They were just talking under the big tree. She was also very careful when she climbed over the wall. She was always confident in her intuition, and there was no danger at that time.

Instead, the assassin appeared after leaving Wanyao Pavilion and staying a certain distance away.

But if she showed up halfway, she was wrapped so tightly that it would be impossible to know that she was Mo Yunzhu.

So this doesn't make sense, so there is only one possibility.

When she was talking to Zhuo Yu in Wanyao Pavilion, she was being watched.

Maybe it was because of the distance, or because the man was very strong and good at hiding, that they didn't notice him.

I waited until she left before secretly following her.

Mo Yunzhu's hair suddenly stood on end. This meant that she was probably right.

There is someone watching Wanyao Pavilion, and that person is from Wanyao Pavilion.

Zhuo Hongli was not there, and even if he was there, he could not kill her. Mo Yunzhu was confident of this.

Who could it be then?

There are many people around Zhuo Hongli who know martial arts, but only the four elders can be considered masters.

Two of them have died, leaving only Uncle Zhou and Uncle Zhao. Uncle Zhao is often missing.

Mo Yunzhu's eyes suddenly lit up, but her expression became even uglier.

"Who do you think it is?" Cheng Linhan kept paying attention to Mo Yunzhu's expression.

Just as Mo Yunzhu was about to speak, footsteps were heard from outside.

"Yun Zhu!" The person who came was Zhuo Yu, his handsome face full of worry and nervousness.

When he saw Cheng Linhan, he went straight to the bed without saying hello.

"Are you okay? How could this happen?" Zhuo Yu felt extremely heartbroken when he saw Mo Yunzhu's pale face. He had been here before and was extremely worried when he heard that Mo Yunzhu was still in a coma.

God knows when Ji Xingyun's people came to tell him that Mo Yunzhu was assassinated last night and was still unconscious, he was so scared that his legs went limp while he was looking for her everywhere.

It’s all my fault for not sending her back to Yunheyuan last night.

"Brother Yu, I'm fine, just a minor injury. By the way, do you recognize that dagger?" Mo Yunzhu pointed to the table opposite.

Zhuo Yu and Cheng Linhan both turned to look over.

Cheng Linhan immediately went over to take it, saying, "This is a black iron dagger. Could it be that one of the two potholes on the road was caused by this dagger?"

Mo Yunzhu nodded and said, "Yes, it was this dagger that almost stabbed me in the back."

"What about the other one?" Cheng Linhan asked immediately.

"The other one is a sword. It belonged to the person who saved me. He must have taken it away." There was no way Mo Yunzhu would take out Jun Huolan's sword.

Cheng Linhan thought it was true, but Zhuo Yu suddenly snatched the dagger and looked at it.

Mo Yunzhu saw that his expression became even uglier and he was rubbing the place where a piece of the dagger had fallen off with his fingers, and she knew that Zhuo Yu had recognized the dagger.

Mo Yunzhu's inner guess just now has been confirmed, but she never expected it to be Uncle Zhou.

However, only an old martial arts master like Uncle Zhou has such profound internal strength, and the strength he showed before was still hidden.

But she couldn't understand why Uncle Zhou would assassinate her and want to kill her?

He was obviously Zhuo Hongli's man, and Uncle Zhou saw most clearly how much Zhuo Hongli valued her. Why did Uncle Zhou still want to kill himself when he knew how much Zhuo Hongli valued her?

"Mr. Zhuo, do you know this black iron dagger?" Cheng Linhan asked when he saw Zhuo Yu's hands trembling slightly.

Zhuo Yu was shocked, then shook his head and said, "I don't know him, but he seems a little familiar."

"Familiar? Could he be your godfather's?" Cheng Linhan's question made Zhuo Yu and Mo Yunzhu look at him.

"Hehe, I'm just guessing. After all, your godfather is very powerful." Cheng Linhan was a little embarrassed.

"Commander Xiao Cheng, are you still in charge of the case?" Zhuo Yu's voice turned cold. "My adoptive father is not that kind of person. He cares about Yun Zhu very much. How could he assassinate Yun Zhu?"

"I'm just guessing, Mr. Zhuo, don't take it too seriously." Cheng Linhan also felt that he spoke too quickly. After all, who would be happy if their relative was said to be the murderer?

Zhuo Yu said with a bad face: "Commander Xiao Cheng, I still have something to say to Yun Zhu, can you step aside for a moment?"

Although Cheng Linhan didn't want to leave at all, it was related to his work after all. Mo Yunzhu's assassination was a disaster for him.

Therefore, he must want to catch the murderer, otherwise Mo Yunzhu's safety will not be guaranteed.

But seeing that Zhuo Yu looked unhappy and Mo Yunzhu was also smiling bitterly, he could only go out awkwardly. It was just dinner time, so he decided to go and fill his stomach before coming back.

He now didn't dare let Mo Yunzhu out of his sight for too long.

As soon as Cheng Linhan left, Zhuo Yu immediately sat down beside Mo Yunzhu's bed with a dagger in his hand, looking very ugly.

"Is this dagger Uncle Zhou's?" Mo Yunzhu asked first.

Zhuo Yu was stunned and asked in surprise: "How do you know? Was it him I saw last night?"

"No, but I guessed it. I also heard him talking with his throat choked. I had never thought of it before.

I just analyzed it with Cheng Linhan, and I think this person could only follow me after seeing you and I talking in the middle of the night in Wanyao Pavilion. Isn't Uncle Zhou the only one in Wanyao Pavilion who has this kind of power?"

Zhuo Yu frowned and said, "This dagger is indeed Uncle Zhou's. I have seen his dagger before. There is a small piece missing from this place. But I don't understand why Uncle Zhou stabbed you?"