Comprehensive film and television: male god's favorite

Chapter 729 Su Wuming 28

He felt his face getting hotter, as if it was about to burn.

Chu Hua retracted her fingers and winked playfully: "Okay, it's clean."

Su Wuming nodded blankly, and it took him a while to find his voice: "Thank you very much, young lady."

"You're welcome, Mr. Su." Chu Hua said with a smile.

Lu Ling rushed in and saw the ambiguous atmosphere between Su Wuming and Chu Hua at a glance. He was stunned for a moment, then coughed twice exaggeratedly: "Ahem, did I disturb something good?"

Su Wuming jumped back as if he had been electrocuted, frantically adjusting his clothes and blinking his eyes.

Chu Hua looked innocent: "General Zhonglang, you are joking. We are just...discussing the case."

"Oh? Do we need to get so close to discuss the case?" Lu Lingfeng raised his eyebrows and glanced back and forth between the two of them, full of teasing.

"It's none of your business!" Chu Hua retorted bluntly, her eyes wide open like a kitten with its fur standing on end.

Lu Lingfeng was choked, touched his nose, and laughed dryly: "Oh, he's quite fierce. I just care about Su Wuming. Seeing his face as red as a monkey's butt, I thought he had a heat stroke."

Su Wuming was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a hole to crawl into. He glared at Lu Lingfeng fiercely and said, "I just... the weather is a little hot and humid."

"Hot and stuffy? I think you're having sexual fever!" Lu Lingfeng completely ignored Su Wuming's murderous gaze.

Lu Lingfeng said sternly, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has ordered this general to thoroughly investigate the Chang'an Black Tea case."

Su Wuming was still immersed in the embarrassment just now, but when he heard about the Chang'an Black Tea case, he suddenly became alert. He sat up straight and his eyes became sharp.

"Chang'an black tea?" he repeated, with a hint of inquiry in his tone.

"I'll go with you in the Chang'an Black Tea case." Su Wuming's eyes were burning and his tone was firm. He was eager to get involved in a new case so that he could get rid of the embarrassment just now.

However, Lu Lingfeng waved his hand with a look of disgust: "Come on, Su Wuming, you should just stay with your little beauty!" He deliberately emphasized the three words "little beauty".

Su Wuming blushed, feeling embarrassed and annoyed: "Lu Lingfeng! Stop talking nonsense! Chang'an Black Tea appeared a year ago, and the brides also started to disappear a year ago. There is almost a missing bride every month, and the price of Chang'an Black Tea is different every month. Maybe there is a connection here."

Lu Lingfeng stood up suddenly, raised his strong arms high, and slammed them heavily on the table with the sound of wind. The teacups on the table shook and the tea splashed everywhere.

"If you don't leave, don't blame me for being rude!" Lu Lingfeng stared at Su Wuming viciously with his eyes as big as copper bells.

Su Wuming shrank his neck and muttered softly: "Okay... okay, I'll go..."

After walking a few steps, Su Wuming turned back and said, "General Zhonglang..."

"Um?!"

Su Wuming turned back timidly, his movements were extremely smooth.

Chu Huan couldn't help but laugh out loud, her laughter like a silver bell echoed in the house, clear and pleasant.

She was like a happy little bird, jumping and skipping behind Su Wuming, turning back to make faces at Lu Lingfeng and sticking out her tongue from time to time. Lu Lingfeng looked at the backs of the two people leaving and shook his head helplessly. These two people, one old-fashioned and the other lively, were really a perfect match.

Su Wuming walked in front, his ears slightly red. He felt his heart beating very fast, as if it was about to jump out of his chest. He secretly glanced at Chu Hua behind him with the corner of his eye, and saw that her eyebrows were curved and her smile was bright, just like the peach blossoms blooming in spring, delicate and charming.

"Mr. Su, why are you walking so fast? Wait for me!" Chu Huan quickened her pace, caught up with Su Wuming, and walked side by side with him.

Su Wuming withdrew his gaze in a panic and coughed lightly: "No, no, I just... want to find out the truth of the case as soon as possible."

"The Chang'an Black Tea Case, I'm also very interested in it."

Chu Hua tilted her head and smiled slyly: "Maybe I can help Mr. Su."

Su Wuming's heart trembled suddenly, and he felt that he was about to be melted by Chu Hua's smile. He tried to keep himself calm and whispered, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Miss."

The two walked side by side on the streets of Chang'an City. The sun shone through the gaps between the leaves, casting mottled shadows on the ground. The breeze blew by, bringing a hint of coolness, and also brought Chu Hua's unique fragrance, lingering on Su Wuming's nose.

"Mr. Su, do you think there is a real connection between the Chang'an black tea case and the bride's disappearance case?" Chu Hua suddenly asked.

Su Wuming pondered for a moment and said slowly: "At present, it seems that there is indeed some connection between the two."

"Could it be just a coincidence?" Chu Hua asked.

Su Wuming shook his head: "My intuition tells me that there must be some connection between the two. It's just that there are too few clues now, so I can't be sure."

"So where are we going now?" Chu Hua asked.

"Go back." Su Wuming's words were concise and to the point, but Chu Hua was stunned for a moment.

"Where are you going back to?" Chu Huan blinked, somewhat confused.

The case has just begun. Shouldn't he go to the crime scene first, or investigate the sales channels of Chang'an Black Tea? Why did he suddenly want to "go back"? Did this famous Tang Dynasty detective have some clever trick that required "seclusion" to carry out?

Su Wuming looked at Chu Hua's puzzled expression, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a barely perceptible smile. "Of course I'm going back to... my place."

He paused, as if he was choosing his words: "I just saw some files from Zhonglangjiang, maybe we can find some clues."

Chu Hua suddenly realized, that's what it was!

After arriving at the apartment, Su Wuming walked quickly through the courtyard, his steps a little hurried. He pushed open the half-closed door and walked straight to the study room at the back of the room.

In the study, Su Wuming was facing the map of Chang'an spread out on the table, brows furrowed, holding a pen in his hand, circling and dotting on the map from time to time.

Chu Huan leaned over curiously and saw several locations marked with cinnabar on the map, scattered around and seemingly unrelated.

"What are these..." Chu Hua pointed at the marks on the map and asked puzzledly.

"The location where the body was found." Su Wuming raised his head.

Chu Hua's eyes wandered across the map, trying to find the connection between these marks.

Su Wuming dipped his hands in cinnabar and drew a neat Bagua diagram in the center of the map, muttering to himself: "Qian three lines, Kun six lines, Zhen upturned bowl, Gen inverted bowl..."

Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Li, Gen and Dui, the eight hexagrams are distinct, connecting the previously scattered symbols together, just like the twinkling stars in the night sky finding their own tracks.