Yehuai City, east of the city.
In a vast mansion.
Wearing black armor, Yasuji's team arrived in front of an exquisitely decorated two-story building inside the mansion. Among them, the leader did not hesitate too much and opened the room with one hand while making gestures. , to keep his warriors on alert.
With a creak, the door opened, and the man who was obviously the leader of this team frowned.
The smell of blood.
This room was filled with a strong, rich smell of blood.
"Captain Li, we don't know what caused such a thing, and we don't know. In fact, after the master entered the room to rest, he never came out again. Moreover, there was always a team of twenty guards outside the room. I have never left here."
Next to the man in jet black armor, a nervous old man in simple robes looked around while talking to the Yasushi team responsible for investigating the case.
The old man's identity is an official from the Duwei Mansion of Yehuai County.
Today, an earth-shattering event occurred in the Captain's Mansion. Captain Ye Huai, the general in charge of five thousand sergeants, died quietly in the middle of the night under heavy guard.
In a moment of confusion, the Duwei Mansion chose to report the case to the Yehuai Army and the County Sheriff's Office, requesting an investigation. This was the scene before them.
Hearing the words of the old butler, Jingyesi, a silver medal warrior wearing black armor with black eyes and thick eyebrows, nodded slightly, agreed without hesitation, and then asked:
"Where are the twenty guards? I have some questions that I will ask later."
"The armor has been removed and the troops have been removed. They have been temporarily imprisoned in the firewood shed and are being detained." The old man seemed to know that the other party would ask this question and responded calmly.
The thick-browed man pursed his lips and ignored the official of the Duwei Mansion. Instead, he turned his head and said to Jingyesi Lishi next to him:
"Separate half of the people to control the Duwei's mansion and not allow anyone to enter or exit.
"The rest of you, wait outside. I'll go in first and see if I can find any details."
After saying that, he turned his eyes and landed on the old housekeeper again, and said in a calm tone:
"Excuse me, please wait a moment. I have something to ask you later."
After his subordinates and the old housekeeper responded, the thick-browed man took out his snow-white gloves from his pocket, put them on his hands, and then walked into the small building.
He was not very fast and looked around slowly, looking at the situation on the first floor of the small building:
The floor is covered with thick carpets, and there are some calligraphy and landscape paintings hanging on the walls. Although I can't really tell the value of these things, I instinctively feel that they are valuable. In the corner of the room, there are several huge potted green plants. , full of vitality.
In addition, there is a long table to the east, with two symmetrical high-back chairs on both sides of the long table.
Seeing this, the thick-browed man understood the purpose of the room downstairs:
This is a living room used for entertaining guests.
His eyes wandered to the wooden stairs on the west side, and he looked upward little by little. Upstairs was the bedroom, where the captain truly died.
With a hidden sigh, the thick-browed man walked along the stairs to the second floor. He stared at the half-open door in front of him and raised his palm to press down to widen the gap.
Phew~ A richer and stronger smell of blood came from this house.
The man with thick eyebrows walked into the bedroom expressionlessly and glanced at him, his expression finally changed.
Deep in the bedroom, in front of the wooden bed, a man was leaning over, his left palm and right knee supporting the ground at the same time. At the same time, his right palm was spread between his eyebrows, as if he was taking some kind of precaution.
However, an iron sword defeated all the captain's plans, revealing his right palm and piercing deeply into the center of his eyebrows. The tip of the sword passed through the back of his head, stained with dark brown liquid.
The original color of the nightgown on his body could no longer be seen, and was stained red by the blood flowing out.
Obviously, this was an assassination. The captain who belonged to the Yehuai Army was secretly killed by someone or a certain force in his own home.
Moreover, the assassin's martial arts cultivation was much higher than that of the captain. After he was on guard, he still killed him with one sword without even alerting the guards outside.
The thick-browed man looked at the dying Captain on his knees for a while, then suddenly sighed and said to himself in an extremely depressed tone:
"It's the second time."
This is the second time today that a high-level official in Yehuai County has been assassinated. The first accident happened an hour ago. It was one of the six officials in the county guard's office, the one in charge of household registration. When passing by a place with few people, Killed by a hidden weapon.
The thick-browed man pursed his mouth tightly, and instinctively sensed that a huge vortex was heading toward the entire Ye Locust Tree.
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Nanyan City, Prefectural Mufu, Government Office.
Political History, who was in charge of duty today, frowned and put down the letter from Yehuai County in his hand. He lowered his head and thought for a long time. Then he reached out and plucked through the pile of letters on the left side of the long case. He found a few parting letters and read them carefully. stand up.
However, as he read each piece, the political history's brows became deeper and deeper.
By the end, my face was as sinking as water.
Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and slapped the letters in his hand on the long case with a dull sound.
Because the chief officer was angry, the entire political hall suddenly became quiet. Everyone stopped what they were doing, looked at their chief officer openly or covertly, and made guesses in their hearts.
Taking a deep breath, the political history man recognized by the state pastor slowly stood up, looked around, and issued an order:
"Issuing a warning to all counties and cities and strictly instructing them to thoroughly investigate the assassination that occurred today. Tell them that this was not an accident. It was probably the work of the Mengxing cult. They must be vigilant."
"Yes!" The stewards responsible for the affairs of each county bowed and immediately agreed.
After saying this, the political historian did not stay here anymore, but immediately left the political hall.
This matter needs to be reported to the Zhou Mu immediately. The officials destroyed the Mengxing Sect stronghold in Nanyan City and gained a certain advantage, but the other party did not do anything. Where the other party's revenge may come soon.
We must be on strict guard against these.
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Baihe Chamber of Commerce.
When Xie Jun arrived at the meeting leader's residence, a very ordinary and dilapidated earthen house, he happened to see a figure carrying a table and moving it out of the house.
This is a middle-aged man who looks to be about forty years old. He has dark eyes and a wide face, and his temples are somewhat gray. He is wearing a gray robe that is fully patched. He looks like a depressed old scholar.
"...He is really a disgrace to the Chamber of Commerce."
Xie Jun cursed in a low voice, moved closer, and watched his boss move the table, but he showed no sign of stepping forward to help.
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