Uncle Detective Di Renjie, I build a crime-solving team

Chapter 625: The Evil Xi Ze

Everyone spent a wonderful hour in a friendly atmosphere.

At the time of parting, all the guests and hosts were very happy, and the maids took them back to their respective rooms.

Li Cunxi and Wu Yanhao lay crookedly on the bed. The maid considerately took off their boots and covered them with a quilt before leaving.

After they left, the maid helped them close the door.

After about a cup of tea, under the dim oil lamp, Li Cunxi and Wu Yanhao opened their eyes at the same time.

They sat up quickly and looked at each other.

"Don't worry, there's no one outside." Li Cunxi said in a low voice.

When he heard that there was no one outside, Wu Yanhao immediately let himself go.

"He's quite confident in us, but the wine isn't very good. It's even worse than the homemade wine I drank in the beginning."

He lay flat on his back, with his left leg resting on his right leg.

"Cunxi, is Wang Qiang trying to win us over?"

Li Cunxi was not sure and said, "Maybe, otherwise he wouldn't have pestered us with questions. From what I see, he still wants to win us over."

"But we did kill some of their people, including a black-robed Holy Envoy. Aren't they afraid that the black-robed Heavenly King will be unhappy by doing this?"

"not sure."

The night enveloped everything in the world. It was already pitch black outside. The dim oil lamp in the room was blown out by Li Cunxi, and Wu Yanhao also fell asleep peacefully.

Li Cunxi lay flat on the inside of the bed, covered with a quilt, put his hands under the back of his head, supporting the back of his head with his palms, and heard Wu Yanhao's light snoring in his ears.

In his mind, the faces of the Black Society's top brass kept turning around in his head.

The first one is Xiaotao, the Black King. Such a small girl with a big nose is actually the ruthless Black King, who must not be kept.

Wei'er, the Qianwei Paladin, was an undercover agent beside Di Renjie in the original novel, but this time she has no chance of surviving.

Wang Qiang, the Kun-level Paladin, is the descendant of Wang Xiaoen and the younger brother of Guiyi Earl Wang Kai. In the original novel, he killed thousands of armored soldiers. He was the kind of person who was ruthless but had no brains. He would be a nuisance if he was kept alive, so he was killed directly.

Xiaojuan, a Zhen-level paladin, commands the desert robbery bank. She has average ability and ordinary appearance. If she meets Fang Zhe, who has become the general of the Zuolongwuwei, Li Cunxi will not need to take action, because Fang Zhe will definitely try his best to kill her.

Xiaohong, the Gen-level Paladin, Qing'er, the Dui-level Paladin, and Xiaomin, the Xun-level Paladin, who are in charge of the Hell Operation Plan, are the worst beasts among beasts.

The two Paladins Xiaoling, who are in charge of alienating the God of Death, and Xiaoke, who are in charge of Kan, are useless. They are only responsible for supervising the people of the Western Regions, and this job can be done by others.

There are nine backbone members, eight women and one man, none of them are capable, they are all wastes among wastes, and Li Cunxi does not intend to keep any of them.

The remaining 108 black-robed holy envoys who are patrolling various places, oh no, it’s already 107, these people are accomplices of the evil and have done all kinds of evil things, they should be cut into pieces.

There are about a thousand members of the Black Society who have been rampant in Ganliang and killed countless people for many years. They should be killed completely.

To sum it up in one sentence.

Kill them all!

Li Cunxi had made up his mind and began to fall into a deep sleep.

The next morning, Li Cunxi woke up on time and saw Wu Yanhao pressing against him, with his face almost touching his side. He immediately screamed and stepped back.

Wu Yanhao was awakened by him, sat up straight, and muttered:

"What are you doing?"

"Do you want me to sleep? How long have I slept?"

Li Cunxi complained as he put on his robe:

"You were too close to me. When I opened my eyes, you almost scared me to death."

Wu Yanhao said "oh", rubbed his sleepy eyes, found his boots, got out of bed and put on his robe.

It was already after seven o'clock in the morning in later times. Calculating it, it was around the quarter of an hour before dawn.

Hu Jinghui and others had already gotten up and were waiting in the reception room on the first floor after washing up.

Wang Qiang and Wei'er were sitting together, warmly entertaining Hu Jinghui, Li Yuanfang, Lu Dayou, Mo Ling and others.

Everyone was chatting happily and clinking glasses from time to time.

Li Cunxi and Wu Yanhao finished washing up and then came down to sit with everyone.

"Brother, you guys got up so early."

"Brother, hurry up and prepare some food. We will sit down and have some tea and chat later. We will have breakfast soon."

Seeing Li Cunxi and Wu Yanhao sitting down, Wang Qiang immediately smiled.

He had discussed this with Wei'er last night, and they both felt that although the origins of Li Cunxi and his group were unknown, they could be seen at a glance as people who had suffered.

Therefore, the two decided to keep Li Cunxi for a few days, and then Wang Qiang would go to Liangzhou in person and return to Yi Bo's Mansion to ask questions from her elder brother Wang Kai.

As long as it is confirmed that the events of the Nineteen Thieves in Baihelin, Lizhou, and the Lizhou Escort Agency actually happened, then the identities of Li Cunxi and others are most likely true.

As for going to various states to check whether Li Cunxi and others were really bandits, there is no need for that.

Judging from the behavior of this group of people, they are just a bunch of gangsters.

"My dear brother, there is no need to rush to sell the carriage."

"I see that you have come from afar, trekking through mountains and rivers, and overcoming numerous difficulties and dangers along the way."

"How about this, you guys rest in my castle for a while first, and then after some time, I will personally lead you to Liangzhou City."

"I don't know, what do you think, brother?" Wang Qiang asked with a smile.

Li Cunxi naturally didn't care. It wouldn't hurt to stay a few more days anyway.

However, before you can stay here for a long time, you must solve some problems.

He simply bowed and said:

"Thank you, big brother. I just don't dare to bother you for too long."

"After all, we killed more than ten people in a village yesterday. If the government knew about it, they would definitely arrest us along the way. I'm afraid it would cause trouble for you, brother."

Wang Qiang waved her hand and said calmly:

"Don't be afraid, my dear brother. This is just a small matter. I don't think the government will investigate our ancient castle in the deserted mountains."

Li Cunxi looked embarrassed:

"If the government really investigates, it won't matter to us brothers, but if your brother is implicated, I will feel really bad."

The more Wang Qiang looked at Li Cunxi, the more she liked him.

A fierce bandit who knows how to repay kindness, isn't this kind of talent exactly what the Black Society lacks?

As long as we can win over Li Cunxi and his gang, we can defeat so many knights.

Just a black-robed holy envoy and ten subordinates, they can die if they want, they are definitely no match for these nine bandits.

Wang Qiang immediately made the decision and said:

"Don't say more, my dear brother. Just follow my opinion on this matter."

"It's just that some people died. It doesn't matter what they did. Just put your heart at ease. Leave the rest to me."

Li Cunxi and Wu Yanhao looked at each other and nodded reluctantly.

"Thank you very much, big brother. I will definitely find a way to repay your kindness."

"Before I leave Liangzhou for the Western Regions, I will definitely repay you, big brother."

Wang Qiang waved her hands repeatedly: "What's the point of talking about repaying or not repaying?"

"You and I are brothers, there is no need to say such things in the future."