Chapter 403 Roster

  Luo Sheng took the initiative to mention Suzaku Order and Yang Zhun, naturally it was intentional.

  She kept the secrets for the two in exchange for the roster of those who bought the murderer.

  If this is the case, if one day in the future she finds the right half of the Suzaku Token and wants to take the Suzaku Guard for her own use, where will she find someone?

  Instead of thinking about finding someone else, it is better to throw out a bait and let the other party choose to stay with her willingly.

  Uncle Xing cares about Suzaku Ling, and Zhu Wu cares about Yang Zhun, and no matter what he cares about, the only way to wait is to focus on Miss Luo.

  Yang Zhun, who holds the Suzaku Order, is undoubtedly an excellent bait to impress the two of them. I think Zhu Wu, the accountant, will work for a long time.

  Luo Sheng apologized to Yang Zhun in his heart, and said calmly: "After talking so much, will Mr. Zhu agree to give me the roster?"

  Zhu Wu just wanted to sneer.

  I've said all this, can you not agree?

   "Miss Luo, I have a question."

   "Please tell me, Mr. Zhu."

   "Why do you want that roster?"

  A little girl who is obsessed with eating, drinking, raising noodles, raising geese and opening a restaurant, how could she be interested in this?

   "Didn't it mean that with that roster, the prince can be unlucky." Luo Sheng said lightly.

  Zhu Wu and Uncle Xing looked at each other with horror in their eyes.

   Does this little girl know what she is talking about?

  It is easy to make people feel that they have misheard in a casual tone like discussing whether the makeup is good or not.

   But making the prince unlucky—Zhu Wu couldn't help but bend the corners of his lips.

  If this is the case, then Miss Luo's position is consistent with theirs.

  But the little girl is as cunning as a fox, so she can't believe everything she says.

   "Miss Luo has a problem with the prince?" Zhu Wu asked tentatively.

  I didn't have much hope for asking this question. After all, once everything is connected with Tianjia, it will not be that simple.

  But Luo Sheng didn't even hesitate after hearing this, frowned and said: "He covets my beauty."

   "Cough, cough—" Zhu Wu's cough suddenly sounded in the room.

  Luo Sheng asked blankly: "Why, Mr. Zhu doesn't believe it?"

  Zhu Wu coughed twice with his fist on his lips, and under the cold gaze of the girl, he hurriedly said: "Believe, of course I believe."

   Saying this, he subconsciously looked at the girl, and he really believed it.

  To be honest, with Miss Luo's looks, she does have the ability to make the prince fall in love with her.

  Ms. Keluo has a noodle head!

  Dignified Crown Prince, I have never seen any beauties before, do you really mind?

   Zhu Wu suddenly thought of King Kaiyang.

  He has been working as an accountant in a restaurant these days, and he is not blind, and he has long seen that King Kaiyang treats Miss Luo differently...

  So the thoughts of the people in the royal family are so different?

   "Even if the crown prince covets Miss Luo's beauty—"

  Luo Sheng raised his eyebrows: "Isn't that enough? He is the crown prince, what should he do if he wants to get me against my father? Be prepared for danger in times of peace, plan ahead, and be prepared. I think it's better to act first."

  After Luo Sheng finished speaking, Zhu Wu was completely silent.

  He suddenly felt that he was not wronged by throwing himself into the trap. Miss Luo is really scary!

   "Goro, give the roster to Miss Luo." Uncle Xing said.

  An enemy's enemy is a friend. It doesn't matter whether Miss Luo is dissatisfied with the prince or not for this reason.

  The important thing is that Miss Luo wants to make the prince unlucky, and that's enough.

   "Miss Luo, wait a moment."

  Zhu Wu walked out of the west room and walked towards the east room.

  Only Luo Sheng and Uncle Xing were left in the study.

  Uncle Xing was silent for a moment, and said: "I haven't thanked Miss Luo yet, thank you for taking Wulang in when he was in trouble."

   "Uncle Xing is too polite, the restaurant is just short of an accountant."

   Zhu Wu who came back stopped behind the curtain with a complicated expression.

   Now he even suspects that the killer organization he worked so hard to build has been wiped out, and only he, a fish that slipped through the net, escaped because Miss Luo wanted him as the accountant.

  There are some things that cannot be thought deeply, and when one thinks about it, one feels uncomfortable.

  Zhu Wu picked up the curtain and walked in, and handed Luo Sheng the things wrapped in blue cloth.

Luo Sheng took it with his hand, and instead of opening it directly, he stuffed it into his sleeve and stood up: "Thank you, Mr. Zhu, then I won't bother the two of you getting together. By the way, is Mr. Zhu still going back to the restaurant as the accountant? "

  Zhu Wu and Uncle Xing quickly exchanged glances, cupped their hands and said, "As long as Miss Luo doesn't dislike it, Zhu will be extremely happy."

  Luo Sheng smiled sweetly: "That's good, so I don't have to look for a new Mr. Accountant. The restaurant opens at night, and Mr. Zhu brings Uncle Xing to the bar. It's rare for Uncle Xing to come to Beijing."

  Zhu Wu could only laugh dryly.

  Eating wine? Don't be kidding, if you open up and have a meal, Uncle Xing doesn't have to leave, and he can stay in the wine shop to do odd jobs to pay off the debt.

  Uncle Xing didn’t know much about this, so he responded politely: “You should try it.”

   "Uncle Xing!" Zhu Wu felt a pain in his heart.

  In these years, he set up an assassin organization, and all the money he earned went to Suzakuwei. Now that the assassin organization is under one roof, his pockets are cleaner than his face.

   Salary?

  Of course there is wages, but he insists on running out to rent a house, don’t you want money?

  Subconsciously glanced at the palm-sized hole on the wall, Zhu Wu didn't understand why he was spending money to rent a house.

  Uncle Xing glanced at Zhu Wu: "What?"

  Miss Luo hasn't left yet, Zhu Wu is of course embarrassed to say that the black-hearted owner opened a black shop, and ordinary people would have to go bankrupt after eating a meal, and stay as a handyman.

  He managed to squeeze out a smile: "Wait for my nephew to take you to try it in the evening."

  Luo Sheng smiled slightly, and left Shi Shiran with the roster.

  Leaving the uncle and nephew silent for a moment, Uncle Xing said, "Let's check again."

   A quarter of an hour later, the two stared at the hole poked out behind the hanging painting in the living room with mixed emotions.

   "Goro, guess where the secret passage in the secret room leads to?"

  The other walls are too thick, and it will take a lot of work to dig through all of them to enter the secret room, and the two haven't done it yet.

  Zhu Wu's face was hot: "Cough, maybe it leads to a wine shop."

   Otherwise, how do you explain that Miss Luo can enter the secret room?

  After a long time, Uncle Xing sighed: "Goro, such a unique house...how did you rent it?"

   Ms. Luo couldn't force him to rent it, could she?

  Zhu Wu twitched the corners of his mouth in embarrassment.

  The other houses near the wine shop are either not rented, or the rent is extremely high, so this is the most suitable place to look for—won’t he just rent it?

  After listening to Zhu Wu's ins and outs, Uncle Xing patted him heavily on the shoulder: "It's better to go back to the wine shop, save the money and buy a few bags of rice for Suzakuwei."

  Zhu Wu could only smile wryly.

  Luo Sheng returned to the restaurant, quickly walked into the back room, pulled out the blue cloth bag from his sleeve and opened it.

   Inside is a roster.

  She gently turned the first page, her eyes swept over the columns of words.

  The name, time, and simple matters are all recorded.

  Luo Sheng raised his lips.

  She said that Zhu Wu is quite suitable to be the accountant.

  (end of this chapter)