Chapter 288 Lu Zai Yinshuang

Then Jiang Cheng looked at Xia Meng, and after a few seconds, he suddenly said, "Can you help me?"

Xia Meng sneered, and just as she was about to say something harsh like "You are so powerful, why do you still need me?" or "Why?" to save face, she suddenly caught a glimpse of the fat man staring at her.

So she swallowed her words again, pursed her lips, and reluctantly uttered a word: "Speak!"

"Da Da Da."

The crisp footsteps came from far away, and Qin Jian, who was drinking tea at the table, stood up alertly, and You Qi also sat up from the bed.

The window was half-closed, leaving a small gap. An Xuan saw someone walking towards them along the stone road through the gap.

The person came very fast, as if there was something important.

It was Chen Xiaomeng.

An Xuan narrowed his eyes and immediately lowered his voice and said, "Don't let her in."

Qin Jian was the first to walk to the door. Before Xia Meng knocked on the door, he stopped her outside. You Qi followed, and finally An Xuan walked slowly.

"Miss Chen." Qin Jian still looked like a hermit, and said in a very sincere tone: "What's the matter?"

"Did you find anything strange in your room?" Xia Meng spoke quickly, and there were beads of sweat on her forehead.

Qin Jian pretended to be curious, "What strange thing?"

"A painting."

"No." You Qi said affirmatively.

Although he said so, several people crowded in front of the door, and it seemed that they had no intention of letting Xia Meng in to take a look.

"This painting appeared out of thin air, it's very strange, there may be clues on it." Xia Meng continued, "Do you want to come and see it?"

An Xuan smiled slightly, "Later," he squinted and said, "We are still discussing the clues we found before, and we have already made some progress."

"Okay. "Xia Meng sighed, but didn't force it, and just added: "The painting shows a woman dancing in a costume, which is very similar to the one Tang Shirou wore before."

You Qi's pupils moved, and then he said in a more concerned tone: "Then you should be careful."

"By the way." Xia Meng suddenly said: "There is also a poem on it."

"Poem?" Qin Jian's face changed, but soon, he realized that he had lost his composure, so he immediately adjusted himself and said in a steady tone: "What poem? Is it from this era, or..."

Shaking her head, Xia Meng lowered her voice and said: "I don't know either, there are only 16 words in total, I suspect it is related to the clue."

"Oh?" An Xuan stared at her and nodded: "Tell me about it."

"The drums sounded at three o'clock, the boats sailed on the lake, the burial clothes traveled at night, and the fortune was in the silver frost.

After Xia Meng finished speaking, she also deliberately glanced at Qin Jian's clothes, and then moved her eyes away without leaving a trace.

Qin Jian's expression changed slightly at first, but after a few seconds, he looked at Xia Meng with some undisguised mockery in his eyes.

"Funeral clothes" He looked down at the black burial clothes on his body, then raised his head and said with an exaggerated expression: "Miss Chen, are you talking about me?"

Qin Jian narrowed his eyes and sneered in his heart.

These people actually regarded him as a newcomer to the nightmare, but they chose the wrong opponent.

This trick is too clumsy, so clumsy that it can be seen through at a glance.

They obviously also knew that the painting that suddenly appeared was strange, and then they thought of deceiving themselves, trying to make themselves reveal their flaws and become a scapegoat.

Qin Jian immediately realized that this idea should be the idea of ​​the little bastard who called himself Hao Shuai. This guy is not old, but he is full of bad water.

Knowing that he might see through their tricks and not be attracted by the painting, he made up a few highly pointed, nonsense, and code-like words to lure himself.

With such a vicious mind, isn't he afraid that his family will be punished? !

Just when Qin Jian thought Chen Xiaomeng would defend herself, the latter left without saying a word.

It was not until Chen Xiaomeng disappeared on the way back to the wing room that Qin Jian reacted, and then a strange emotion suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Dong!"

"Dong!"

"Dong!"

The door had just been closed, and suddenly there was a mechanical and old-fashioned knock on the door. Qin Jian, who was thinking, suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

An Xuan opened the door, and the middle-aged woman was standing outside the door, with an expressionless dead face, and said word by word: "In order to thank all the doctors, the young master invites you to take a boat to enjoy the lake tonight." She paused and added: "Three o'clock."

Qin Jian was stunned for a moment, and the next second, the blood on his face faded completely.

"Doctor." The fat man came over and asked in a low voice: "Do you think Qin Jian can be fooled?"

Taking a sip of tea, Jiang Cheng, the person involved, behaved very steadily. The fat man was very anxious. He thought that it really fulfilled the old saying that the emperor is not anxious, but the eunuch is.

"I don't know." Jiang Cheng said: "But you can ask her."

The fat man followed Jiang Cheng's instructions and looked at Xia Meng. Unexpectedly, Xia Meng, who was sitting on the bed, seemed to sense something and snorted coldly.

The fat man felt much more relieved.

It seems that even Xia Meng is not sure that she can avoid being fooled when encountering the same thing. Fat people really can't do anything to face an orphan like the doctor who is full of bad water.

According to the clues, they can be sure that Master Huang will have another arrangement tonight, so the doctor ambushed the middle-aged woman on the way to deliver the message in advance, and then intercepted her, trying to delay time.

After the middle-aged woman was stopped, it was Xia Meng's turn to perform. She went to An Xuan's room to tip them off and revealed some information about the clues.

Especially the boat at midnight, such specific information.

Then he threw the clues that the doctor had transformed to them.

Jiang Cheng had already calculated that Qin Jian would not be fooled, he was not that stupid, but as long as he planted the seeds of suspicion in him, this step would be considered a success.

Then Xia Meng left cleanly, and then the middle-aged woman came to deliver the message, completely confirming the clues.

After all, no boat had appeared on the lake so far, and such an accurate source of information would make Qin Jian suspicious.

"Doctor." The fat man licked his lips and said worriedly: "I just thought about our plan again in my mind, and I always feel that there is something wrong. It seems that" he paused, "not so perfect. Will Qin Jian, the old fox, really be fooled?"

"There is no absolutely successful strategy in the world. This is inherently risky." Jiang Cheng said indifferently: "But don't worry too much. Have you ever thought about it," he tilted his head to look at the fat man: "Who is the most dangerous person in this book now?"

The fat man answered without hesitation: "It must be you, doctor. People have hung the paintings in your room for you, and they are just short of sending you a pair of elegiac couplets!"

"Tsk." Jiang Cheng was unhappy.