When the book-traveling little detective meets the two-faced prince

Seeing He Yu and Qi Xi holding Meng Dafeng's body in panic and crying, Hong Mingxu remained unmoved. There were people in the room whose movements were restricted, but he changed his previous impatient look and his eyes became vicious.

"I didn't go to the island that night eleven years ago, so you were lucky enough to survive. Since you want to die so much, fine, I'll fulfill your wish and send you down to be with them."

Looking at Qi Xi's sad and angry face, Hong Mingxu seemed to be in a playful mood and started thinking seriously.

"How should I let you die?"

As he spoke, his eyes fell on the bloody knife that Lin Lezhi threw at him, and then a sinister smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Eleven years ago, the people of Huaifeng Village died by the sword.

The smile on his face grew more intense, and he slowly walked towards the bloody knife.

Just as he bent down and was about to pick it up, Lin Lezhi suddenly rushed out from the side, kicked the bloody blade away, then quickly picked it up, held it tightly in his hand, and kept a certain distance from Hong Mingxu.

Lin Lezhi gripped the hilt of the knife tightly, with the blood-stained tip pointing directly at Hong Mingxu. His eyes were cold, and the hand holding the hilt was trembling, causing the tip of the knife to tremble slightly as well.

Seeing Lin Lezhi's pale face and his slightly unsteady steps, but still trying to stand, Hong Mingxu raised one eyebrow slightly, his eyes relaxed and surprised, and asked: "You can still move?"

"what have you done!"

Hong Mingxu spread his hands and said, no longer hiding his true feelings: "Why do you think I listened to your nonsense for so long? Of course, I was waiting for the drug to take effect."

Seeing Lin Lezhi's serious look, he smiled and said, "You're right. I'm a very suspicious person, so I put some muscle softening powder in the food earlier. But it won't be good if I'm discovered on the road, so..." He moved his eyes to the burning firewood, "I put something else in the firewood, you can't smell it, but as long as you smell it, the two medicines will work together."

"..."

"I admit that you are an excellent detective, but you are still a little naive when it comes to the use of drugs. After spending so much time looking at the map by the firewood, you have inhaled the largest amount of drugs among everyone present."

He looked at Lin Lezhi with a leisurely look, and the smile on his face deepened as he said, "How is it, Jiang Lian'an? It must be uncomfortable to feel dizzy and weak in the limbs, right?"

Lin Lezhi's eyes darkened immediately. Hearing the crackling sound of the burning firewood and the white smoke coming out, he thought that they had found undried firewood.

Now that I think about it, the white smoke was not pungent at all, and how could such experienced soldiers possibly look for wet firewood?

He asked people to close the temple doors so that the medicine could take effect as soon as possible.

No wonder Hong Mingxu looks so fearless.

It turned out to be the case.

Suddenly he felt dizzy again, his feet felt weak, and he almost couldn't hold the knife in his hand.

He shook his head to keep himself awake.

He glanced at the soldiers who were staggering. He was clearly the one who inhaled the largest amount of drugs, so why were the conditions of the other soldiers, including Cheng Su, even worse than his?

Seeing that Lin Lezhi was struggling to hold on and was about to lose the knife in his hand, Hong Mingxu moved towards Lin Lezhi and said, "It's very uncomfortable, right? Then don't hold on any longer. Kneel down and surrender. Maybe I can show mercy and let you die quickly."

"dream!"

Lin Lezhi gritted his teeth and clenched the hilt of the knife as he swung it towards Hong Mingxu.

Hong Mingxu was not in a hurry. He played the cat and mouse game with Lin Lezhi with a calm expression, and fought with Lin Lezhi leisurely and even enjoyed it.

Because as the drug takes effect, Lin Lezhi will sooner or later not be able to stand and fall into his hands.

Although Lin Lezhi was not very strong, the moves he used were ones he had never seen before. He did not expect that such a weak-looking Lin Lezhi could withstand so many moves from him.

Although he didn't use any ruthless moves, he still hit the opponent hard with his punches and showed no mercy. But even in such a situation, Lin Lezhi was able to fight him back and forth, using a little force to achieve a great effect, and even injured himself a few times with the knife.

Not only Hong Mingxu couldn't think of this, but everyone present also thought that Lin Lezhi would only be beaten.

After kicking Lin Lezhi down again, he looked at Lin Lezhi who was struggling to get up from the ground. He twisted his neck, raised the corners of his mouth, and said with a sinister look of curiosity: "Jiang Lian'an, you really make me more curious. Didn't you say that your martial arts skills are not good? You never learned these."

Lin Lezhi used the blade to support himself and leaned against the statue to barely stand up. His voice was a little weak, but he forced a smile and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He looked sharp and said provocatively, "It's not that I can't do it. There are too many people who want to kill me. I have to learn something to defend myself. If you want to kill me, you have to wait in line."

Lin Lezhi knew that he shouldn't provoke Hong Mingxu at this time, but he was furious when he saw such a person doing evil in the world.

Even if we cannot defeat him, we must never let such a person enjoy himself.

And he had to hold on.

After fighting for seven or eight rounds in a row, Hong Mingxu was obviously a little bored. At the same time, he also realized that something was wrong. There was no way that Lin Lezhi could fight with him for so long and still be so sharp-tongued after being drugged.

He stared at her, his eyes darkened, and he said with almost certainty: "You didn't drink that bowl of porridge."

Although Lin Lezhi was close to his limit, he still asked calmly and provocatively: "What do you think?"

"Jiang Lian'an!"

Hong Mingxu gritted his teeth as if he wanted to crush Lin Lezhi's bones and blood, calling out Lin Lezhi's name word by word, and the look in his eyes when he looked at Lin Lezhi showed that he was serious about it.

"Hong Mingxu, stop it!"

Although Cheng Su stopped him in a commanding tone, Hong Mingxu had already turned a deaf ear to Cheng Su's words. He once again gathered his internal strength in his palms and attacked Lin Lezhi.

Lin Lezhi dodged in time, and Hong Mingxu's palm hit the statue. The statue had not been taken care of for more than ten years and was damaged.

With this palm strike, a lot of rubble fell from the broken parts of the statue, stirring up a cloud of heavy smoke. The cracks became bigger where there were red cracks.

But even though Lin Lezhi dodged in time, he was obviously not strong enough and was still clamped by Hong Mingxu who caught up with him. Hong Mingxu twisted Lin Lezhi's wrist vigorously.

The severe pain from the shattered wrist bones made it difficult for Lin Lezhi to hold the knife in his hand steadily. The knife slipped out of his hand and fell to the ground with a clang. The next second, he was kicked to the ground by Hong Mingxu.

There was a piercing pain from the place where he was kicked. Lin Lezhi felt his vision go dark and he almost fainted.

But he gritted his teeth and held on, struggling to get up quickly, but there was no way Hong Mingxu would give him such a chance, and he stepped heavily on Lin Lezhi's back with one foot.

As luck would have it, he stepped on Lin Lezhi's left shoulder.

"Well-!"

The unbearable pain made Lin Lezhi let out a broken cry, his face became even paler, and the sweat on his forehead soaked the scattered hair on his forehead.

"Oops, sorry, I forgot that Jiang Guitan has an injury on his left shoulder."

Hong Mingxu said sorry, but he used all his strength to press down on Lin Lezhi's injured area with his feet.

Lin Lezhi tried hard to hold back from making any sound of pain, but his face turned extremely pale.

"Detective Jiang!"

Seeing Lin Lezhi in trouble, Qi Xi dragged his shaking body and was about to stand up and rush over. Qi Xi had been injured in the hand by Hong Mingxu before, and the little finger of his right hand was already in a twisted shape.

Lin Lezhi immediately shouted, "Don't come over, Brother He, stop him!"

He Yu and the others were poisoned by the muscle softening powder and could hardly speak at the moment. They only had some strength left. He didn't know what to do for a moment, but he also knew that Qi Xi would not be of any use if he went there and would instead lose his life. It was Meng Dafeng who saved his life with his own.

In a desperate situation, He Yu could only use his last bit of strength to knock Qi Xi unconscious with his palm. He could no longer move and his face became very ugly.

Although there was a piercing pain in his shoulder, the excruciating pain was able to keep Lin Lezhi awake.

At the moment when Lin Lezhi's shouting distracted Hong Mingxu, Lin Lezhi saw the small knife that had fallen beside him. He immediately picked up the knife and stabbed it into Hong Mingxu's calf steadily and quickly.

The severe pain in his legs made it difficult for Hong Mingxu to keep his balance.

Lin Lezhi seized the opportunity to break away from Hong Mingxu's feet, but even though Hong Mingxu was injured, how could Lin Lezhi be Hong Mingxu's opponent at this moment? Before he could get up, he heard Hong Mingxu cursing in a low voice and pinned him to the ground again.

Then there was a piercing pain in my left shoulder.

"what-!"

The small knife that had originally pierced Hong Mingxu's calf was now stabbed fiercely into Lin Lezhi's left shoulder by Hong Mingxu.

Hearing Lin Lezhi's cry of pain, Hong Mingxu seemed to be still unsatisfied. He squatted down and gently twisted the tiny handle of the knife. Although it was tiny, it could actually pick at Lin Lezhi's tender flesh, causing blood to ooze out of the wound.

The unbearable pain made Lin Lezhi's body spasm, the veins on his forehead bulged, and beads of sweat the size of beans kept sliding down his forehead and dripping onto the cold ground.

Lin Lezhi also became stubborn, clenching his teeth and refusing to make a sound.

Hong Mingxu said with an angry and mocking tone, turning the tip of the knife, "You think you are smart and like to be a hero, right? Haven't you heard that smart people don't live long?"

He clenched his hands into fists, veins bulged on the back of his hands, the joints turned white, and his nails almost dug into the palms. All his strength was used to keep himself from making a sound.

"Jiang Lian'an, you said you would take your own path and I would take mine. It would be great if the case could be stopped without the murderer. The case would be closed and the world would praise your ability. But you insisted on making trouble for yourself and stood up to be a hero. Look, this is the end of your heroism. You can't save them, and even your own life is going to be lost here. I ask you, is it worth it?"

Lin Lezhi endured the piercing pain, his eyes did not flinch, but were full of determination and indomitable spirit.

He spoke clearly, his eyes were full of determination, and he said with disdain: "The Yangguan Road is so easy to walk on, who wouldn't want to walk on it? It's because of people like you that... that's why so many good people have to walk on that single-plank bridge. You walked on the single-plank bridge because you have committed so many evil things and it's your own fault. You deserve it!"