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Subsequently, Jiang Cheng looked at Xia Meng. After a few seconds, he suddenly said, "Help me with something?"

Xia Meng sneered. Just as she was about to say something harsh like, "You guys are so capable, why would you need me?" or "Why should I?" to save face, she caught sight of the fat man's eyes staring at her.

So she swallowed her words back, pursed her lips, and reluctantly spat out a word: "Speak!"

......

"Da da da."

The crisp sound of footsteps came from far away, getting closer. Qin Jian, who was drinking tea by the table, vigilantly stood up, and You Qi also sat up from the bed.

The window was ajar, leaving a small gap. An Xuan peered through the gap and saw someone walking towards them along the stone path.

The person was moving quickly, as if something urgent was happening.

It was Chen Xiaomeng.

An Xuan narrowed his eyes and immediately lowered his voice, saying, "Don't let her in."

Qin Jian was the first to walk to the door. Before Xia Meng could knock, he blocked her outside. You Qi followed, and finally An Xuan, who was slow and deliberate.

"Miss Chen." Qin Jian still had that detached, otherworldly air about him, and said in a very sincere tone, "Is there something wrong?"

"Have you found anything strange in your room?" Xia Meng spoke quickly, with beads of sweat appearing on her forehead.

Qin Jian feigned curiosity. "What strange thing?"

"A painting."

"No," You Qi said definitively.

Although that was what they said, they were all crowded in front of the door, seemingly not planning on letting Xia Meng come in and take a look.

"This painting appeared out of nowhere. It's very bizarre, and there might be clues on it." Xia Meng continued, "Do you want to come and see?"

An Xuan smiled slightly. "Maybe later," he said, narrowing his eyes. "We're still discussing the clues we found earlier, and we're already making some progress."

"Okay." Xia Meng sighed, not forcing the issue, but added, "The painting is of a woman, dancing in a theatrical costume, and the costume looks a lot like the one Tang Shirou was wearing before."

You Qi's pupils flickered, and then he said in a concerned tone, "Then you must be careful."

"Oh, right." Xia Meng suddenly said, "There's also a poem on it."

"A poem?" Qin Jian's expression changed slightly, but he quickly realized he had lost his composure, so he immediately adjusted himself and said in a steady tone, "What poem? Is it from this era, or..."

Shaking her head, Xia Meng lowered her voice and said, "I'm not sure. There are only 16 characters in total, and I suspect it's related to the clues."

"Oh?" An Xuan stared at her and nodded. "Tell me."

"At the third watch, the boat travels on the lake, the burial shroud travels at night, the reward lies in the silver frost."

After Xia Meng finished speaking, she specifically glanced at the clothes Qin Jian was wearing, and then discreetly shifted her gaze away.

Qin Jian's expression changed slightly at first, but after a few seconds, the look in his eyes as he looked at Xia Meng was filled with undisguised mockery.

"Burial shroud..." He looked down at the black burial robe he was wearing, then raised his head and said with an exaggerated expression, "Miss Chen... are you talking about me?"

Qin Jian narrowed his eyes, sneering inwardly.

These people actually treated him like a newcomer entering a nightmare. They had chosen the wrong opponent.

This trick was too clumsy, so clumsy that it could be seen through at a glance.

They obviously knew that the painting that had suddenly appeared was strange, and then thought of tricking him into going over there, trying to make him reveal a flaw, to be a scapegoat.

Qin Jian immediately realized that this idea must have been thought up by that little bastard who called himself Hao Shuai. This kid was young, but his head was full of bad ideas.

Knowing that he might see through their trick and not be attracted by the painting, they fabricated a few highly targeted, nonsensical words that sounded like a secret code to lure him in.

Such vicious thoughts... wasn't he afraid that his family would suffer the consequences?!

Just when Qin Jian thought that Chen Xiaomeng would defend herself with a few words, the latter left without saying a word.

It wasn't until Chen Xiaomeng disappeared on the way back to her compartment that Qin Jian reacted. Then, a strange emotion suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Dong!"

"Dong!"

"Dong!"

The door that had just been closed suddenly rang with a mechanical and rigid knock. A bad premonition arose in Qin Jian's mind as he was thinking.

An Xuan opened the door, and the middle-aged woman stood outside, with a lifeless, expressionless face, saying word by word, "To thank all the doctors, tonight the Young Master invites you to take a boat and enjoy the lake." She paused and added, "At the third watch."

Qin Jian was stunned for a moment. The next second, the blood drained from his face.

......

"Doctor." The fat man leaned over and whispered, "Do you think Qin Jian will fall for it?"

Taking a sip of tea, Jiang Cheng, the person involved, acted very steadily. The fat man was so anxious that he couldn't help but think that the old saying was true: the emperor isn't worried, but the eunuch is.

"I don't know," Jiang Cheng said. "But you can ask her."

The fat man followed Jiang Cheng's gaze to Xia Meng. Unexpectedly, Xia Meng, who was sitting on the bed, seemed to sense something and snorted coldly.

The fat man felt much more at ease.

It seemed that even Xia Meng wasn't confident that she wouldn't be deceived if she encountered the same thing. Facing an orphan like the doctor, who was full of bad ideas, ordinary people really couldn't do anything.

According to the clues, they could be sure that Young Master Huang would have arrangements tonight, so the doctor ambushed the middle-aged woman on the way to deliver the message, and then intercepted her, trying to delay her.

After the middle-aged woman was intercepted, Xia Meng immediately went to inform them, revealing some information about the clues to them.

Especially about the third watch and the boat, such specific and accurate information.

Then, she threw out the clues that the doctor had modified to them.

Jiang Cheng had already calculated that Qin Jian would not be fooled. He wasn't that stupid, but as long as he planted the seed of doubt in his mind, it would be considered a success.

After that, Xia Meng would leave cleanly, and then the middle-aged woman would come to deliver the message, completely confirming the clues.

After all, so far, no boats had appeared on the lake. Such an accurate source of information would inevitably make Qin Jian suspicious.

"Doctor." The fat man licked his lips and couldn't help but worry, "I just went through our plan in my head again, and I feel like something is wrong, like... it's not so perfect. That old fox Qin Jian..."

"There is no absolutely successful plan in the world. There are risks involved." Jiang Cheng said indifferently, "But don't worry too much. Have you ever thought about who is the most dangerous person in this script right now?" He turned his head to look at the fat man.

The fat man answered without thinking, "It must be you, Doctor. They even hung your painting in your room. They just haven't sent you a funeral scroll yet!"

"Tsk." Jiang Cheng immediately became unhappy.