A few people left after dinner, and after calculating the money, Dai Ruishu lost two hundred coins, Li Meilan lost some, Ping An didn't lose or win, and Chu Jun won some.
"Chu's side concubine has good fortune! Envy." Dai Ruizhi looked enviously at the money in Chu Jun's hand.
Mr. Chu, "..."
"Take it!" She directly pushed the ones she won to the two of them.
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It was already very late when Meng Huo came back, Ping An had already washed up and was leaning on the bed to read a book.
Seeing him coming back, she immediately got up and poured him a cup of tea. After Meng Huo drank the water, she went to wash up first. When he came out of the shower, Ping An took a towel to help him wipe his hair.
Men's hair in ancient times was troublesome. Short hair would be nice, but if a man with long hair was a handsome man, he would be quite eye-catching.
Just like the beautiful man in front of him, he is as beautiful as a picture.
"Have you found that woman?" Ping An has been thinking about the murder case today.
"No, but don't worry, the patrols have been strengthened, and some soldiers have been transferred into the city. This murder is too bad. The father was furious and ordered to solve the case as soon as possible." Meng Huo said.
"Killing five people at once is considered a big case, especially in a prosperous place like Kyoto. Now who will handle this case?"
"Shuntian Mansion, Shuntian Mansion is also under a lot of pressure, but I have already told the governor, I have seen that woman, and told him about the situation in the restaurant at that time, can you draw a portrait of that woman, so as to facilitate arrest .”
"Of course, I'll draw now." Ping An immediately put down the towel and walked to the table, picked up the pen and began to draw.
"It's not in a hurry, I can paint again tomorrow, it's too late, go to bed." Meng Huo didn't want her to be tired.
"I'm fine. I've been playing mahjong all afternoon. You're in good spirits. You're tired. Take a break. I'll finish the painting right away." I don't know who to contact and what to do if the crime happens again.
Ping'an drew things very quickly, and it took only half an hour to draw six portraits. Meng Huo refused to let her draw any more, saying that it was enough.
He pulled her back to bed and lay down.
"With these portraits, she can't escape with wings." Meng Huo said with a smile.
"Do you think she has accomplices in the capital? Or someone she knows. I think she must be hiding in a hidden place, waiting for an opportunity to do something bad." Ping An's mind is full of this case now.
"You said this is very possible, but we can't do anything for the time being. There are so many people looking for someone but they can't find anyone. I'm afraid it will be difficult for you and me to find someone." Meng Huo said the truth.
"We couldn't find her, but when we showed up, she would probably come to us. Those people just talked about taking advantage of her, so she killed her. If we rejected her, she would also hold a grudge and think Kill us to vent our anger." Pingan supported his body on his arms, lying there to analyze with him.
"No, don't even think about it, I will never let you take risks!" Meng Huo immediately refused.
"You know my kung fu is not bad, and I won't be in danger." Ping An persuaded him by tugging on his clothes.
"Absolutely not, you should give up your heart, sleep well, and from tomorrow on, you are not allowed to go anywhere!" Meng Huo pressed her into the quilt.
Safety,"… "
Very violent.
The next day, Meng Huo took the picture she had drawn and left.