This is what he meant when he wanted to follow Zhao Shirui.

No, I have to remind Zhao Shirui.

Zhao Shirui was cursing and came down from the upstairs, but when he saw Fang Buwei, he was furious: "You bastard, my reputation has been ruined by you..."

"I don't have time to make trouble with you!" Fang Buwei rebuked him and said in Zhao Shirui's ear: "Zhao Jinshan is dead, I suspect he was killed by the Japanese..."

Zhao Shirui paused violently, his expression as if he was frozen on his face.

"Why did the Japanese kill him?" Zhao Shirui stared at Fang Buwei tightly.

"I'm not a Japanese, how can I know?" Fang Buwei rolled his eyes.

Zhao Shirui looked at him suspiciously: "I'm wondering, did you do it?"

Fang Buwei almost squirted out a mouthful of old blood.

"I'm not Sun Wukong, will I change seventy-two times?" Fang Buwei cursed, "Are the guards watching the night blind? Zhao Jinshan's nightclubs are full of dead people?"

Zhao Jinshan looked at Fang Buwei, and then looked at the guard next to him.

The guard shook his head, meaning that Fang Buwei had never been out.

"Wait after you go, don't check too much..." Fang Buwei reminded again.

"Who does that mean?" Zhao Shirui immediately reacted, "Your?"

Fang Buwei gritted his teeth.

Damn, there is no one that can be dealt with.

He had no choice but to nod, pretending to be justified: "My...why, do you still want to find clues about Zhao Jinshan being killed by the Japanese?" Fang Buwei said sneeringly.

"Let me check it out!"

Zhao Shirui didn't believe a word, put on a top hat, sunglasses, and took two guards out.

Is it evil?

Fang Buwei cursed secretly: Why would anyone suspect his head? Does it mean the word "murderer" written on his forehead?

"You didn't give us medicine last night, did you?" Zheng Shifei asked lazily leaning against the railing.

"Fart!" Fang Buwei couldn't bear it anymore, "You and Zhao Shirui brought back the wine and food. Where can I put the medicine?"

Zheng Shifei's eyes were full of suspicion. He glanced at the clean and tidy hall and asked the guards: "Have you thrown away the leftover wine and food last night?"

"It's still left behind the gate!" a guard shook his head.

"Send it to the commander and let him test it!" Zheng Shifei told.

"Is my brain kicked by a donkey?" Fang Buwei cursed and went upstairs as if he was angry.

They are all old spies, and they don’t look like they are not visible in appearance. When the critical moment comes, they will see their skills.

Fang Buwei sighed and sneered secretly.

How could I be so stupid? I have a handle for you to catch it?

Otherwise, Zhao Jinshan would have discovered it long ago.

The medicine is placed in the wine glass.

...

Fang Buwei didn't expect that for a person like Lin Zi'an, the Japanese could kill him at any time?

The Japanese made a decision too suddenly, and Fang Buwei was in a hurry. How could he find a perfect solution?
Chapter completed!