Legend of the Fighter (2)
Chapters... 11: Disguise
Shao Mingrui patted Zhou Fan on the shoulder. "You are reliable."
Zhou Fan nodded, he then left the hall wanting to recover his body condition.
The crystal beast was already in his hands, this was definitely luck. He only needed to search for the nine crystal beasts again, despite knowing that it would not be easy.
Zhou Fan returned to Shao Mingrui's residence, he was given a room right beside the third prince's room.
Going inside, he saw Zhou Jim who was calmly eating his food, the wolf was not disturbed as Zhou Fan entered the room.
"Since he's cool with his food, I'd better recover myself first." Zhou Fan intended to give the eighth level beast crystal which was Shao Mingrui's gift.
But to shut it down because he saw the wolf was busy with his own business.
Zhou Fan sat cross-legged beside the bed, he then took out some recovery pills and directly swallowed them.
For some time Zhou Fan kept his eyes closed. After sensing an energy had flowed smoothly, the young man opened his eyes slowly.
Uh...
When looking at where Zhou Jim was before, he did not discover his whereabouts.
"Where is the wolf?" Zhou Fan stood up and looked for Zhou Jim's whereabouts around him.
Seeing the window partially open, it immediately provoked Zhou Fan's suspicion. The young man quickly approached.
But neither did it discover Zhou Jim's whereabouts. Zhou Fan turned his body, looking for the existence of the four-legged beast.
Just now he turned around, from behind came a noise. Without waiting for the time the young man once again twisted his body.
The wrinkle on his face became clearer when he saw the figure before him. A wolf sits sweetly with a piece of meat between its teeth.
"Where are you from?"
Zhou Fan instantly snatched the meat on the wolf's muzzle.
Grg...
Zhou Jim curled up with a wry face, making Zhou Fan sigh long.
Pleks...
Zhou Fan threw the meat on the floor, and was quickly grabbed by the wolf.
Zhou Fan's eyes unintentionally glanced at a scroll between Zhou Jim's neck.
Zhou Fan picked it up and directly read what was inside.
While reading, Zhou Fan's expression changed frequently. Sometimes calm sometimes serious, as if in his hand is a very important letter.
***
"Prince, I've already confirmed that this is indeed from the eighth prince's residence." Zhou agan raised the scroll in his hand.
Shao Mingrui held his chin up, thinking as he grabbed the scroll in Zhou Fan's hand.
"If so, this is a serious problem. What should we do, we cannot tell His Majesty the Emperor, because this scroll is not enough to prove the fault of the eighth prince."
Shao Mingrui asked Zhou Fan to express what he thought, while the young man himself remained silent.
Hem...
Zhou Fan exhaled violently. "The prince said it was true. If it told the emperor, it would instead make the eighth prince more cautious."
"It is better to look deeper, and try to find the gap of the eighth prince."
"Do I need to find someone to do it?"
Zhou Fan shook his head quickly. "no need. Isn't every night every prince's residence going to have daily guests?"
Shao Mingrui frowned, daily guest? He never heard that there were guests who came to the residence of the princes every day.
"Service ...." Zhou Fan patted his forehead slowly. Somehow he felt this prince was not so reliable.
"Don't think of bribing them, because they were the chosen ones of the emperor's father."
Shao Mingrui balked at this proposal, he was unlikely to bribe this fellow, could he even fall into a storm of trouble.
"Why should bribe, it's not necessary." Zhou Fan's words made Shao Mingrui's forehead twitch.
"Make him faint, let me replace him to do his job."
***
The night came uninvited. When an old man dressed like a walking eunuch was about to enter a residence, he felt someone approaching.
Spontaneously he turned his head, looking for who was coming. But there was no one there, only a few lanterns that glowed dimly.
Huft...
The old man let out a low sigh, he then held back the doorknob. But his vision suddenly darkened and his nose felt something clog.
He was unconscious and fell down, but his body had not yet collapsed already there is someone holding him.
"Old man, let me do your job." Zhou Fan who was already dressed like an eunuch complete with a hat that a eunuch used to wear pulled the old man's body away.
Soon Zhou Fan came back and acted as if nothing had happened. He knocked on the door of the eighth prince's residence.
A middle-aged man opened the door with a fierce face. Zhou Fan knew who the middle-aged man was, he was the same person who had lost in his hands. Bong Heteng's.
"You want a checkup?" Bong Heteng opened the door of the residence wide wide, letting in the figure in front of him.
It's strange!
Bong Heteng narrowed his eyes, he felt familiar with the eunuch who had just entered into the eighth prince's residence. He would not have expected if it was Zhou Fan, the young man who had defeated him in a fight.
"Where is the prince?" Zhou Fan asked nonchalantly, he was acting out the attitude of a eunuch, having to animate his character a little.
"The prince is now in the empress' residence, probably not coming back tonight." Bong Heteng continued to follow wherever Zhou Fan stepped, the middle-aged man seemed to be a shadow.
Zhou Fan continued to step up and inspect the state of the eighth prince's residence, as he wanted to enter a room, a sturdy hand held his hand.
"Some rooms are not allowed to enter."
Zhou Fan followed the hand that was blocking him, the young man pulled a slight corner of his lips. "This is an examination, don't tell me the residence of the eighth prince doesn't want to cooperate?"
"Or is there something in the room that threatens the emperor's safety?"
Bong Heteng was speechless, but he continued to deny the eunuch's thoughts in front of him. "Check ya check it."
The middle-aged man opened the door of the room, in his mind he said. "At the same time you won't find anything from there. I don't even know where the eighth prince keeps his things."
Meanwhile, Zhou Fan smiled in satisfaction, he walked into the room and started checking. Bong Heteng did not let Zhou Fan alone, he continued to follow one step behind.
This made Zhou Fan unable to move freely, even any would touch the item, the middle-aged man said. 'Don't touch anything'.
After a while of spinning around in the room, Zhou Fan did not find anything suspicious, he was about to come out, but his eyes accidentally saw a ribbon hanging from under the table.
A faint smile was painted on his face. "The carcass will still smell, even if you hide it."