--Now--

In some dilapidated and ancient houses, men with clear angular faces were flipping through documents page by page with the light of the desk lamp.

"Brother Wei, this is the document you want."

A girl wearing a red short-sleeved brother-in-law, wearing black boots, and wearing a single ponytail took out a stack of documents and slowly pushed open the door.

"Mingyu, thank you for your hard work."

Wei Qiyuan showed a gentle and calm smile, got up and took the documents handed over by the girl.

"It's okay, just help Brother Wei!" The girl shook her head with a smile, "By the way, Brother Wei, why are you suddenly interested in these old materials?"

"Just," Wei Qiyuan smiled, pressed the file in his hand on the desktop, his eyes deep, "I remembered a close friend"

——Twenty years ago—

"Why are you drinking alone here?"

Mo Yu slowly sat next to the handsome young man sitting on the bank of the river drinking. The silver card was broken in his hands, [Good friend].

Wei Qiyuan glanced at the ordinary young man beside him. Somehow, he felt that the young man looked very gentle and familiar, giving people a natural sense of intimacy, just like an old friend who had been for many years.

But he still didn't say anything, and continued to drink alone with a wine pot.

Mo Yu smiled, took a small wine pot from Xiaoai's hand and opened it. A faint fragrance instantly spread. Wei Qiyuan, who was drinking, subconsciously moved his eyes over.

"Do you want to try the wine made by a friend?"

Mo Yu smiled and handed over the wine pot. This was the rice wine brewed by Lin Yan, the boss of Liujia Village. After they moved out of Liujia Village, they have been at the foundation headquarters. Mo Yu often sees them, and they get familiar with each other after a while. Lin Yan will often send some to Mo Yu when he brews wine.

Wei Qiyuan looked at Mo Yu, took the wine from his hand with suspicion, took a small sip, accompanied by the fragrance that penetrated his spleen and lungs, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Good wine!"

Mo Yu smiled, took out another pot of wine, and sipped it in small sips. Neither of them continued to speak, and drank silently under the rising sun.

After a while, Wei Qiyuan looked at the shimmering river surface and sighed softly,

"Do you believe in justice and justice?"

"I believe it."

Mo Yu calmly answered.

Wei Qiyuan's eyes were temporarily stuck on Mo Yu's side face, then slowly moved away, looking at the prosperous buildings across the river, and spoke softly,

"If... I mean... if... you are an official in a special government department, you find that a group of people are doing evil things, but because of the huge power behind these people and complexities, you cannot get any search permission from your superiors. Every time you want to go in and search secretly, you will be discovered by the strong people inside and kicked out.

You are alone and can't find any support. You want to uphold justice for those who are victims, but there is no channel. The dark night is shrouding you. You can't see any light or the road ahead. You feel powerless and incompetent. Every night you can dream of the desperate and helpless eyes of those victims."

As he said that, Wei Qiyuan took a sip of wine, stood up, and threw the wine pot into the calm river as if he was venting his anger. A small wine pot fell into the vast and calm river surface, splashing only a little undetectable water splash, and then the entire river surface returned to calm.

"What evil thing?"

Mo Yu brought the small wine pot to his mouth and asked calmly.

Wei Qiyuan sat down again, looked at the calm river numbly, and said softly,

"Do you know the 'skinny horse'?"

"I know."

Mo Yu sorted out his clothes, poured all the wine in the wine pot into his mouth, then quietly placed the wine pot on the shore, stood up slowly, "Let's go"

“Where to go?”

Wei Qiyuan raised his head numbly, his eyes a little confused.

Mo Yu calmly stared at the prosperous building singing and dancing,

"Justice will not be upheld itself."

——

The elegant sound of the piano, the girl's laughter, and the faint aroma of aroma mixed with the fragrance of powder filled the entire hall.

This is Qinhuai Tower, which is the golden cave and gentle town of Chang'an. From the top to the officials and nobles, they are all regular visitors here.

An ordinary young man walked into the prosperous gate with a handsome young man with a little silence. As soon as he saw these two people coming in, several bodyguard-like people hiding in the crowd looked at each other and quietly surrounded the people.

"Two young men, are you here to listen to the song or find a girl with good looks?"

A gentle woman came up to him.

Wei Qiyuan is already an old customer, and he will basically be carried out when he enters the door and goes back and forth many times, so the charming woman didn't even look up at Wei Qiyuan, but just dealt with Mo Yu.

Of course, I was also dealing with it. After all, how much money can I have when I came from a poor official Wei Qiyuan? I would have to carry it out together later.

Mo Yu took out four or five gold bars and threw them in her arms, and said calmly,

“Purchase the venue.”

As soon as the gold bar was obtained, the charming woman immediately changed her face. She smiled flatteringly and almost pressed her soft body on Mo Yu.

"Master, our Qinhuai Building has rules and cannot be booked. Otherwise, I will ask Miss Huayue to serve you. Miss Huayue is the courtesan of Chang'an two years ago. She is so tender and juicy, and she plays the song well, so she can serve you comfortably."

Mo Yu glanced at her and reached out to dig her open.

"Then call your biggest manager over."

The charming woman seemed to realize that Mo Yu's tone was wrong, and she nodded and bowed quickly.

"I'll call you now."

After the charming woman left, Wei Qiyuan wanted to go into the lobby and sit, but was stopped by Mo Yu. The two of them stood at the door, attracting confusing eyes from those coming and going.

After a moment, a man dressed up came over.

"Two masters, there is a sofa in the lobby there. Why don't you guys go to the sofa for a while?"

Mo Yu narrowed his eyes slightly and did not speak. Wei Qiyuan looked at Mo Yu in front of him, as if he understood something, and stood quietly in place without saying anything.

The man looked at Mo Yu without any movement and turned a wink. Three or four people dressed up came up and prepared to set up Mo Yu directly.

However, just as they touched Mo Yu's body, Mo Yu's shoulders suddenly shook, and several people were hit by a huge force and flew out in an instant.

"This kid is here to find fault!"

The man in a strong outfit who had originally come to us changed his face and shouted loudly.

Another person who looked like a thug rushed over.

But almost the moment these people rushed over, they flew backwards again. Except for Wei Qiyuan, others had never seen Mo Yu's shadow.

The music and dance that were originally singing and dancing stopped, and the three or three guests who were listening to music in the private room heard the sound and walked out.

There are not many people drinking flower wine in the morning, and there are few young girls on duty. Most of them are attracted by the violent fighting sounds.

There were a few more waves of thugs here, and they all flew out before they even touched Mo Yu's body.

When the people watching the fun gathered in front of him, Mo Yu slowly gave up the gate, stood on one side, and whispered to the crowd,

"Two minutes, go out."

Everyone reacted for a while before realizing that Mo Yu asked them to leave Qinhuai Tower.

"If you let me go, I will leave. Who are you? Don't think you can hit a few minions and think you are a hero. Have you read too many novels?"

A short, seemingly arrogant man in the crowd sarcastically sarcastically.

Mo Yu's gaze moved to him, and he was holding a woman with heavy powder in his arms, with hands that looked like withered vines flying up and down inside the woman's clothes.

"What's wrong? Are you angry?"

Seeing Mo Yu glance at him, the man took out his hand, took out a small black pistol from his pocket, and pointed it at Mo Yu, "Boy, do you know that the times have changed? Do you think it's still old now..."

Before he could finish his words, he felt his hands relaxed, and the cold gun that had originally pointed at Mo Yu instantly pressed on his forehead.

"What are you doing?"

The man looked at Mo Yu who snatched his gun in horror, "I tell you, my family is...."

Mo Yu didn't listen to his nonsense, and directly hooked his feet and kicked his legs.

"Ah!!! I'm going to kill you!!!"

While the man was roaring violently, Mo Yu lifted him up and threw it out of the door.

With the loud noise of the man falling on the concrete floor at the door, Mo Yu returned to the side of the door and stared at everyone.

"Two minutes, one minute later, break a leg."

After seeing Mo Yu's cold tricks just now, the people who were silent as cicadas rushed out of the gate of Qinhuai Tower like frightened birds, and did not dare to say anything.

"I'll have the chance to investigate the man just now. He had a bloody smell on his body and had killed someone."

Mo Yu glanced out the door and said softly.

"Um."

Wei Qiyuan nodded, stared at Mo Yu's back, and fell into some thought.

"Hey, what did you do?"
To be continued...