Bo Ruoyou immediately said, "There is a sister? Could it be the girl I have seen on the pleasure boat?"

Huo Weilou looked at him, "It is very likely that the people below asked his neighbors about the streets. They all said that Han Qi is a bit weird. He doesn't go out on weekdays, but he will do some errands. When asked about his sister's appearance, others also said that his sister was very ordinary and very restrained. When she met occasionally on weekdays, she walked by quickly and looked at each other very few times. Therefore, the neighbors couldn't tell how she looked. She didn't even know her name. She only said that she was not tall or short, but she was quite strong."

Bo Ruoyou was a little puzzled, Huo Wei said, "They live in a mixed bag. His sister had been bullied by several gangsters, but who expected that his sister was strong and not delicate, and even injured one of them. Those who did not bully her and were shocked by her. Since then, she rarely comes to them to trouble them."

This surprised Bo Ruoyou. It was a bit surprising to think that Han Qi's brother and sister were not from high origins. Women from poor families were used to doing rough work and had some strength. Huo Weilou said again: "This Han Qi is from Chuzhou."

Bo Ruoyou thought of the homesick poem about Chuzhou, and felt that it was connected together, "When did Han Qi run away? Can he still hold it now?"

Huo Weilou said: "The last time my neighbor saw him was this morning, but his sister hadn't seen him for several days. They were not locals in the capital, and most of them wanted to escape from the city. They would definitely try to leave the city within these days, and have set up cards at several city gates."

Bo Ruoyou understood, "It was probably because he learned that the wine shop was being copied, or he knew that Lu Wenhe was being taken away, and he realized that he was about to be exposed." As he said that, Bo Ruoyou opened the curtain and looked out, and saw the carriage heading towards the south of the city, "Is he going to Han Qi's house?"

Huo Weilou nodded, "He searched all his house, but he did not find the human skin peeled from them, and the weapons he had found. He found some knives, but he was not sure."

The murderer peeled off the skin from several girls, mostly not just to vent his anger, but like a murderer who likes to collect the hair of the murderer. The perpetrators of this crime will most likely hide the skin of the deceased somewhere, but the embroidered garment envoy searched for a while but did not find it. Bo Ruoyou must be better at this than the embroidered garment envoy.

The carriage went all the way to the south of the city, passed Yongdingfang, and then went south to two markets, and went straight into a dilapidated Minfang with a low portal. The Minfang originally had no name, but during this time there was only one that barely passed through the carriage, which was called Hulu Street. Therefore, people nearby called this place Hulufang. Most of the houses were lived by poor people and rough labourers. The carriages were all in a frightened way, and the doors along the street were opened. It was obvious that those who were either rich or noble, and their eyes only dared to look behind the doors and windows.

When they arrived at the place where Han Qi lived, Bo Ruoyou and Huo Wei got downstairs and drove down the carriage.

Compared to the simple row houses elsewhere, Han Qi lived in a small courtyard that was once in. At this moment, the embroidered clothes were guarding the door and looking in through the wide open door, the courtyard was almost completely visible. There was no decoration in the courtyard, and the three upper rooms were also mottled lacquer. Bo Ruoyou followed Huo Weilou into the courtyard and went straight into the upper room. When he entered the door, he saw piles of snow-white rice paper piled in the house.

The house is simply arranged, with bedding on both sides. The bedroom and warm pavilion are connected on the left. A screen separates the bed. Outside is a huge study room, with two book cases placed one south and one north. On the simple bookshelf, there are mostly scrolls of paintings, with jade seals on the shelf, and silk and cotton paper that mounts the scrolls.

Near the west window, there were several huge squeezing boards. In the bamboo basket under the squeezing board, there were all brown brushes and paper cutters. Bo Ruoyou couldn't help but look forward and flipped it carefully. He put a basket of scissors, cone needles, stones, and wax paper. Bo Ruoyou looked at it for a moment and took out the squeezing knife. There were two squeezing paper cutters, one large one could be cut into pieces, and the other small one could be finely trimmed. Bo Ruoyou looked at the blade and frowned.

Huo Weilou walked up and said, "How?"

Bo Ruoyou said: "This small paper cutting knife is enough to peel it."

Huo Weilou ordered the embroidered clothes to take it away. Bo Ruoyou went to see the jade seal on the shelf, etc. She glanced around the room, "Han Qi is actually a master, and seems to know everything."

Huo Weilou nodded, "You can write paintings, write poetry, and mount paintings and engrave seals."

A shadow suddenly flashed in Bo Ruoyou's mind, but she didn't realize that such a coincidence would have happened, so she didn't mention it. She just looked at each place carefully and saw a lot of paint in the porcelain basin next to the wall. She raised her hand and picked up some dry paint at the edge of the porcelain basin. Suddenly she felt that this thing was somewhat similar to what she found in Xu Wanshu's nails.

When he looked up again, Bo Ruoyou saw many jade seals on the shelf. The jade was very inferior. Bo Ruoyou picked up a few seals and looked at them. They were all written by everyone in the previous dynasty. Han Qi's seals were actually a bit genius. Although Bo Ruoyou was not good at this, it was very difficult for a person to carve such many seals to life.

There were two pieces of jade materials on the side, which I thought were prepared for the rest of the world.

Bo Ruoyou looked at her and seemed to feel that something was missing, but because she was not good at this, she didn't understand it for a while. At this time, she noticed several paintings placed on the highest point of the shelf.

These paintings seemed to have been painted for some time, and were wrapped up with thin wire ropes. They were piled up on top of them in anger. She tiptoed to get them. However, the shelf was too high and she could not even touch them on tiptoe. Just when she was in trouble, a ray of warm breath suddenly leaned over her back, and then, one hand passed over her head and took off the top scroll.

Bo Ruoyou turned around subconsciously—

When he turned around, he saw Huo Weilou standing very close to her. She was covered by him between his chest and bookshelf. His breath was full of his inch. Others were like mountains covering the sky and the sun. The phoenix eyes looked at her with deep eyes, first brushing the ash falling from the scroll, brushing the ash all over, and then handing it to her.

Bo Ruoyou's heart jumped very quickly. While taking the scroll, she thought that what she said to Cheng Yunzhi was actually wrong. Although Huo Weilou didn't know how to be polite, he had his own gentleness. However, this gentleness was hidden under his cold and hard appearance, and it was difficult for ordinary people who were far away from him. She turned sideways to avoid Huo Weilou's voice. Instead of looking at the painting, she untied the thin rope tied to the scroll.

If the paintings to be sold are not bound with such thin hemp ropes, either with silk or silk. If this rope is used, it will be less elegant. However, Han Qi's family is poor and the useless paintings that cannot be sold at home are bound with such thin ropes.

Bo Ruoyou pulled it hard. Although the rope looked thin, it was extremely tough. The surface was rough and just as well as the bleeding and damage of the two victims on the groove during the autopsy. She said decisively: "Mr. Marquis, this rope can be a weapon, but I don't know if this rope is often used by scholars-"

Huo Wei said, "The other two people have searched for them, and they will take them back for investigation. This item can be used as a suspected evidence."

Bo Ruoyou had said before that the ropes used by the murderer to kill people were similar, most of them were handy around him, and perhaps related to his profession. Now that he really responded to this, Huo Weilou ordered the embroidered clothes to take away the rope, and Bo Ruoyou went to search for the human skin that was never seen. But after looking around, he still couldn't see where to hide the human skin.

After turning around, she looked at the book collection on the shelf. In a trance, she remembered what the shopkeeper on the pleasure boat said, and couldn't help but look through the book on the shelf. The book that Lu Wenhe found was full of erotic words, but now what she was holding in her hand was just ordinary books, and most of them were legendary stories of talented men and beautiful women. The words were exquisite and gorgeous, and Han Qi copied them very neatly and beautifully. If it were a lady from a noble family, she would definitely like these book.

Bo Ruoyou's eyes are slightly brighter, "Mr. Marquis—"

Huo Weilou looked over, and Bo Ruoyou held up the book and said, "The girl in the fun house said that when Lingxiao Poetry Club went to the club, she often prepared some fun things. In addition to piano, chess, flying flowers and jade cards, there were many scripts. The girl in the folk guessed that if the person on the boat was really Han Qi's sister that day, would she go to send the book?"

Huo Weilou did not notice the details here, so he said with a little sensation: "Just ask the shopkeeper to find out the letter of the sending book and have a pair of handwriting. The woman who went to the pleasure boat must have some understanding of the pleasure boat."

After Huo Weilou finished speaking, he went out to give instructions. Bo Ruoyou felt certain and went to see the inner room near the study room. The bedside was hanging on both sides of the man's clothes and saw that it was Han Qi's bedroom. The place had been searched by embroidered clothes. She looked at it all and then went to the other bedroom.

When I entered the door, I could see the woman's rouge hairpin ring and other objects placed on the dressing table. It was Han Qi's sister's bedroom. Bo Ruoyou walked up to look around and found that rouge was the best. Although the skirts and clothes left in the bed cabinets were simple, the colors were mostly bright.

A trace of weirdness slipped through Bo Ruoyou's heart.

She continued to explore the hut in this small house, and after finishing each place, Bo Ruoyou was surprised to find something even more strange. Han Qi's sister had a lot of clothes, and she could tell that she was a girl who liked to dress up. But what was strange was that she had a lot of clothes on her outer clothes, but she did not see the things she used when her menstruation came.

This is the yard where Han Qi and his sister lived for several years. This is her daily life. She is a woman herself. She really knows that there are some private things in the women's bedrooms that are hard to show to others, but Han Qi's sister does not.

She stood there and walked around. The room was not messy. On the contrary, it seemed as if the owner had just left and was about to return in a moment. Although the furniture and utensils in the room were not luxurious and wealthy, just looking at the rouge and water powder used by Han Qi, it can be seen that Han Qi was very fond of this sister. Therefore, when leaving, take away all these private things so that they can be used on the road of escape, and they would not take them all away. After all, most of the clothes are still there.

Bo Ruoyou frowned slightly, and she felt that there was something she missed.

Huo Weilou returned to the house and saw her stunned here, so he walked in, "What's wrong?"

Bo Ruoyou came back to his senses and whispered: "It's nothing, it's just... it's just that, sister Han Qi, no private things were found in the woman."

Huo Weilou didn't know what the woman's private thing was referring to, but it didn't sound strange, so he didn't ask. Bo Ruoyou felt a little uncomfortable explaining this matter, so he came out again.

Han Qi's yard is not big, except for the upper room, one on the left and right sides is a kitchen, and the other on the other side is a utility room. The utility room is mostly covered with chopping boards and drying racks. Bo Ruoyou got nothing in Han Qi's sister's boudoir, but when she walked out of the utility room, she still had nothing to gain. Seeing Huo Weilou standing under the eaves looking at the yard, she stepped forward and said suspiciously, "I'm afraid they'll take away the human skin."

Huo Weilou's eyes were slightly cold, "Almost all the finances in the house were taken away, but I could see that I was in a hurry to leave, and my calligraphy and painting were not collected."

There was no trace of people, nor did they find human skins. Only a few knife ropes were seen that were suspected to be weapons. Huo Weilou was a little unhappy. At this moment, another muffled thunder in the sky exploded, and a white silk slashed in the sky. With the sudden strong wind, the pouring rain also fell at this time. The crackling raindrops were as big as beans, hitting people densely. Bo Ruoyou felt that his clothes were wet in an instant.

Huo Wei said, "No need to search anymore, go back to the mansion first and get on the carriage--"

Bo Ruoyou nodded and rushed towards the carriage. When he got on the carriage, he was covered with water vapor. Huo Weilou ordered the embroidered clothes to give a few words, leaving the two guards to prevent Han Qi and his sister from coming back, and took the others away.

When he got on the carriage, Huo Weilou Mo's hair was also damp, but as soon as the carriage drove out of the alley here, he suddenly came in the rain.

"Marty, Han Qi has caught it! He caught it at the South Gate."

The south gate was not too far from here. Huo Weilou immediately ordered the carriage to divert the route and headed straight to the south gate. Huo Weilou asked the embroidered clothes again, "He is the only one?"

The embroidered clothes manipulator should be, "He was the only one. He wanted to leave the city, but we found out that he asked him where his sister was, and he never spoke."

Huo Weilou frowned.

The carriage was walking in the rain, and the embroidered clothes were also wet in the rain. The heavy rain suddenly made the market empty, but there were many people hiding from the rain under the eaves. The carriage quickly ran across the long street, and the splashed mud and water flew everywhere. When they turned two long streets, they walked onto the imperial road. Soon, the south gate of the capital was far away.

The embroidered clothes envoy was inspecting the south gate, and the people from the Jiucheng Patrol Battalion did not dare to neglect. When the carriage stopped at the south gate, the generals of the patrol battalion had personally brought an umbrella to greet him. Huo Weilou said to Bo Ruoyou: "You stay in the carriage."

Bo Ruoyou nodded and responded, Huo Weilou lifted the curtain and got out of the carriage.

The rain was too heavy, and Bo Ruoyou dared to lift the curtain halfway to see. He saw a man in a blue shirt standing in a corner under the patrol camp slum in the south gate. His bag was placed on the table not far away. Through the heavy rain curtain, Bo Ruoyou saw his appearance clearly. She raised her eyebrows. She never expected that she was the young master I saw in the Hanmo Painting Museum that day.

It turns out that the man is Han Qi.

In a trance, Bo Ruoyou remembered that the shopkeeper once said that he had a sister...

Bo Ruoyoudao blamed herself for realizing it later, but when she saw him standing alone in the shanty town, she always felt a little unreal. She had seen this person's paintings and bought a collection of poems and essays he copied. He had extraordinary painting skills and was even more knowledgeable about poetry and essays. He was the one who harmed Xu Wanshu and the other two?

Bo Ruoyou stared at Han Qi. Han Qi in the distance was looking at Huo Weilou that suddenly appeared, but at this time he seemed to be sensing, he looked at Bo Ruoyou through the rain curtain, and his expression was actually calm.

Bo Ruoyou felt strange. He was alone and now he was taken away, and he also had such a calm expression. What about his sister?

Bo Ruoyou couldn't help but look around. There were many people under the city gate to leave the city, but because of the sudden heavy rain, they were hiding under the eaves in the distance. There were many wineries on both sides of the main road. Due to the movement in front of the city gate, the host and guests in the building were standing at the doors and windows and looking at this far away. Bo Ruoyou looked at him from afar, and he couldn't see anything.

Huo Weilou, who had already reached the shanty town, was also looking around. Han Qi was pushed and kneeled on the ground by embroidered clothes. The man looked embarrassed, but his face was calm and calm, and he was not panicked at all because of being held. Huo Weilou glanced at him, "What's your sister's name? Where is the person now?"

Han Qi lowered his head, "My sister's name is Han Sheng. Three days ago, when Mr. Lu was invited to the Marquis' Mansion, the villain entrusted the villagers to take his sister back to Chuzhou."

Huo Weilou's phoenix eyes were cold and jun, "Did you confess your guilt in this way?"

Han Qi still lowered his head, "The villain confessed."

There was no surprise on Huo Wei's floor. He stared at Han Qi for a moment and then asked the generals of the patrol battalion who were on duty at the South Gate today, "Can a single young woman go out of the city today?"

The general hurriedly said, "Some, there are still many, but there is nothing unusual."

Of course, Huo Weilou would not believe Han Qi's words. His eyes swept around him again. Somehow, he had a strong intuition that Han Qi's sister had not left the capital.

After a moment, Huo Weilou ordered: "From now on, any single woman who leaves the city must be investigated closely." As Huo Weilou said that, he turned around and saw that Han Qi was still hunched over, which made him feel sank. Han Qi conspired to murder three people in a row, with cruel means and extremely cunning and sneaky, but now he admits guilty but recognizes it so neatly.

Huo Weilou said again: "Whether men and women, young people under the age of thirty must be interrogated carefully if they want to leave the city."

Han Sheng was able to sneak into the pleasure boat to peep at the woman who deceived the boat into a row, which proved that he was also quite cunning. If he dressed up as a man and went out of the city, it would be a big problem, so Huo Weilou changed his tone.

The generals of the patrol battalion responded quickly. Huo Weilou was about to give another order, but he heard footsteps coming from behind him. But Bo Ruoyou got off the carriage and ran towards him. He couldn't help but frown, "What are you going to do when you come down?"

Bo Ruoyou said: "Marty, the marquis has seen him."

Han Qi, who lowered his head, finally raised his head. When he saw Bo Ruoyou, his quiet expression changed slightly, and he felt a little surprised. Huo Weilou said suspiciously: "Have you seen him?"

"Yes, when he went to Hanmo Painting Museum that day, he happened to leave. He copied Lu Wenhe's poetry collection. I bought the one he copied. His brushwork was excellent and his painting skills were extraordinary. However, he never imitated Lu Wenhe's paintings. The folk girl guessed that he is the one who painted Lu Wenhe now. When he went to Lu Wenhe's bookstore, he saw that painting-"

After Bo Ruoyou said that, looking at Han Qi. Before Huo Weilou could ask questions, Han Qi spoke by himself, "Miss is keen."

As Bo Ruoyou got closer, he could look at Han Qi more and more clearly. Although he was kneeling at this moment, his back was straight, and his hands that fell beside him were slightly clasped. His knuckles were slender and beautiful. At first glance, he was holding the pen.

He has become a prisoner and can still praise Bo Ruoyou for his sharpness. Huo Weilou's phoenix eyes are cold and sobbing. He raised his hand and said, "Take it back to the Jingzhao Prefecture Office for trial."

The embroidered clothes manipulator pulled Han Qi from the ground and took him out, but Han Qi couldn't help looking back at Bo Ruoyou. This glance made Huo Weilou frown. He turned his eyes to Bo Ruoyou, and saw that she was wet when she ran over, her clothes were half wet, and her face was wet, especially her black feathered eyelashes were also wet, which made her eyes clear and lively.

Huo Weilou took the umbrella held by the generals of the patrol battalion, covered Bo Ruoyou's body, and said, "Let's go."

When Bo Ruoyou saw that Huo Weilou had an umbrella for her, he was flattered and stood in the carriage. Huo Weilou told the generals of the patrol battalion a few words and threw the umbrella back before he could get the carriage around.

"Why is it so heavy rain, why are you not obedient?" Huo Weilou asked dissatisfiedly.

Bo Ruoyou was not a delicate person, so he never thought so much, but his back was a little wet at this moment, and it was indeed a little uncomfortable. Seeing that Huo Weilou was unhappy, she did not dare to talk back, and said in a weak voice: "Because she thought about seeing Han Qi and had never reported to the Marquis, she felt a little uneasy, so she told the Marquis earlier."

Seeing Huo Wei's floor a deep look, she whispered: "The folk girl is afraid of Han Qi's quibbling-"

Seeing her like this, Huo Weilou couldn't speak out even if he was unhappy. He said in a slight voice: "He has never quizzed, but I just asked, and he accepted it."
To be continued...