When leaving the Champs Elysees Hotel, Chu Wenzhe asked kindly, "Doctor Ye, how about we go out for a midnight snack and chat?"
Ye Feng waved his hand and refused: "Thank you, Boss Chu, it's so late, I have to take Feifei back, otherwise Aunt Xue will blame me."
Seeing Ye Feng reject his invitation, Chu Wenzhe showed a look of regret: "Since Dr. Ye wants to send Feifei home early, then we won't go for supper. I'll ask Zixiong to arrange for us to have dinner together another day."
When Ye Feng heard Chu Wenzhe mention Chu Zixiong, he remembered that he didn't see Chu Zixiong in such an important occasion. Apart from Chu Wenzhe, Chu Zixiong was the head of Chu's Jewelry.
"Your nephew didn't come to the cocktail party today?"
Chu Wenzhe looked a little helpless. This nephew was not easy to manage.
"He told me that he was not feeling well. I guess he was drinking with his friends again. I am worried about his work, so it would be better if he did not come."
Ye Feng smiled but didn't say anything. Although Chu Zixiong was smart, he was not as loyal as Chu Wenzhe and was even a little sinister.
I see through it but don't say it out loud. Anyway, I'm not close to Chu Zixiong, so there's no need to mention him.
"Boss Han, Boss Chu, goodbye."
It was already two o'clock in the morning. Ye Feng drove the Cadillac and took Liu Feifei and Xiaobai home.
The streets are exceptionally quiet on winter nights. Ice and snow are piled up in the roadside green belts. The street lamps emit dim lights, and the rustling trees cast long shadows under the lights.
Liu Feifei was sitting in the passenger seat. She was so tired that she actually fell asleep. With her long eyelashes and fair, soft face, she looked like a sleeping person from a fairy tale.
Ye Feng couldn't help but stroke her rosy face with his fingers.
The most energetic one is Xiaobai. It has eaten and drunk its fill tonight. It lies on the wide back seat, staring with its bright dog eyes and playing with its tail.
When passing by Liu Feifei's villa, Ye Feng noticed that the lights upstairs were basically off. Aunt Xue, who loved to have a good beauty sleep, must have fallen asleep long ago.
Ye Feng parked the car in the parking space next to the villa door. He didn't have the heart to wake up Liu Feifei, so he stretched out his arms, picked up Liu Feifei, and quietly opened the door of the villa.
Xiaobai jumped out of the car happily, wagging his tail, and squeezed to the door. He gently pushed the door with his little head, ready to rush into the room.
Ye Feng smiled: "You shouldn't be a dog, you should be a cow, you like to use your head to butt things."
As soon as the door opened, Xiaobai rushed in like an arrow.
Ye Feng, who had just entered the door, suddenly smelled a faint smell of blood, the smell of human blood, and he immediately became alert.
Xiaobai, who rushed into the house first, let out a low growl, the sound constantly suppressed in his throat, like muffled thunder rolling continuously. It was Xiaobai's unique warning sound that there was someone in the house.
After placing Liu Feifei on the sofa, Ye Feng rushed to the living room upstairs.
In the living room on the second floor, a big man in black was kneeling. He was big and strong like a bodybuilder, but his expression was terrified, his body was stiff, and he raised his hands high in a gesture of surrender.
Next to him lay a headless corpse, its head rolled far away, splattering bright red blood all over the ground.
Ye Feng noticed that the wounds on the corpse were unusually neat, clearly caused by beheading with an extremely fast weapon. The person who killed him must be an expert with extremely fast swordsmanship, and it was most likely a flying sword.
Very similar to his own flying sword.
Ye Feng frowned slightly, wondering when another flying sword master appeared in Yudu.
Xiaobai was yelling viciously at the man in black who was kneeling on the ground.
The big man was trembling with fear. When he saw Ye Feng coming, he was like seeing a savior and immediately shouted: "Brother, help me, I just wanted to steal something, I didn't do anything else, don't kill me."
Ye Feng signaled Xiaobai to be quiet, and Xiaobai stopped barking.
It turned its head away with disdain and ran to its own room to check if the dog food in its food bowl had been stolen.
Ye Feng sat down on the sofa, lit a cigarette, and looked at the corpse on the ground and the big man in black kneeling there in confusion.
He asked in confusion: "You are a strange thief. You steal things and leave after stealing. Why are you kneeling here waiting for me in the middle of the night? Do you want to attack me?"
As the big man spoke, he looked aggrieved and choked up: "Brother, don't get me wrong. How dare I wait here to attack you? I don't dare to move. If I move, you will let the knife fly to kill me. I'm afraid."
Ye Feng was angry and amused at the same time. He felt as if he was in a fog. "Wait a minute, when will I release the flying knife to kill you? Didn't you kill this dead man?"
Knowing that the big man didn't have the ability to use a flying sword, Ye Feng asked intentionally.
"Brother, don't joke with me. This is my friend, my partner. I came here with him. How could I kill him? You set up a trap to kill him."
Ye Feng was even more confused: "Trap? What trap did I set up?"
The big man pointed at the picture of Nine Swords hanging on the wall with a look of horror. In the picture, Gui Wuya stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the distant mountains. The painting style was elegant.
"That was your mechanism. We saw a white light flying out of the painting, and my companion's head fell off. I knelt here for a long time and didn't dare to move."
Only then did Ye Feng notice that in the scroll, Gui Wuya's oil-paper umbrella was actually opened, and a faint murderous aura emanated from it.
Ye Feng suddenly realized that only the powerful flying sword in the Nine Swords Diagram could cause such a smooth wound.
It turned out that it was the work of the Nine Sword Diagram. Ye Feng breathed a sigh of relief, as he thought a strong enemy had arrived.
He puffed out smoke with a smile, and a ray of thought was injected into the Nine Swords Diagram.
"Hahaha, Brother Gui Wuya, the thief in the living room, could it be you who did it?"
"Killing these little thieves is really a disgrace to my swordsmanship, but seeing that they have ill intentions and stole my sword map, I can't just stand by and watch, so I will subdue them for you."
"Thank you very much for your help, brother."
"Haha, I'm happy to be with you. I can't bear to see you being bullied."
After learning the truth, Ye Feng felt that the little thief was quite pitiful. He failed to steal things and had to kneel here for most of the night.
Ye Feng planned to teach the man a lesson and then let him leave.
"Why did you come to my place to steal things?"
The big man lowered his eyes and said, "We saw that the villa here is very magnificent and the people who live here are either rich or noble, so we had evil thoughts and wanted to steal some money. When we saw that you didn't turn on the lights and there was no one in the house, we sneaked in."
The big man's answer sounded fine, but the moment he lowered his eyes, Ye Feng felt that his gaze was wandering.
Moreover, Ye Feng heard it very clearly. The big man seemed calm on the surface, but his heartbeat was accelerated and his breathing was rapid. He was obviously lying. He came here to steal things, and it was not a spur-of-the-moment decision, but a premeditated one.