He crawled back into the crowd, wishing he could slap himself.
What was he doing just now? Did he take advantage of the courage of a bear's heart and a leopard's courage? He dared to attack the Department of Internal Security, thinking that his life was long.
However, someone next to him had already disliked him, and sneered and ridiculed: "Zhao Da, do you only have a waist and no brain? You hit the knife edge of the Internal Security Department, how come you didn't get chopped alive with a knife!!"
The man named Zhao Da had a numb scalp, stared at his eyes and cursed angrily: "Liu Er, you have a brain but no waist, you have already lost three women, you still have the nerve to laugh at me, if you have the guts, let them Let you go."
Then Liu Er wasn't angry, he just sneered: "It's embarrassing and not against the law for a mother-in-law to run away. Why arrest me? It's you, Zhao Da. Aren't you afraid of going to jail for all your bad things?"
When Zhao Da heard this, his expression changed, and his already tanned face became even darker.
Someone in the crowd recognized Zhao Da. This man was not a native of Chang'an, but a beggar who moved here from Henan Road more than ten years ago during the famine.
This Zhao Dayuan was a man like an ant, but he relied on his vengeful temper, his style of doing business and ruthless means, and he used ruthless methods to gain a firm foothold in Chang'an, a city full of wealthy businessmen, and settled down from outside. He became a local snake in more than a dozen villages in the south of the city.
Zhao Daji has been in business for more than ten years, and his business is getting bigger and bigger. I heard that he has recently joined the behemoth Wanfu, and his value is about to rise even more.
If Liu Er exposes his shortcomings at this time, he will kill people.
Someone who was close to Liu Er pulled his sleeve and whispered: "Forget it Liu Er."
Liu Er glanced at Zhao Da indifferently. He also knew that there was nothing he could do about this person, and tit-for-tat was just for the sake of lip service, but he really looked down upon this person's unscrupulous methods, disregarding the bottom line, and messing up the business in Chang'an City. field.
The two of them are used to being at odds with each other. They have been fighting each other for so many years. They tried their best to kill each other, to trample each other into the mud and never be able to stand up again. However, they always had their own injuries. No one could stand up. Nothing can be done about anyone.
Zhao Da was short and fat. Standing next to Liu Er, he was a full head shorter than him, only reaching his shoulders.
Although Gao was a little shorter, his momentum did not diminish at all, and he glared at Liu Er angrily.
The atmosphere outside was tense and tense, and it was not much better inside Sese Building.
Seeing that Sese Tower was surrounded and unable to get out, many people did not want to be blown by the cold wind outside, so they simply retracted back to Sese Tower, found a safe corner, and squatted and stood crowded together.
The driver driver glanced around the messy hall, and happened to see the man who was following the girl with malicious intentions, walking towards the girl.
He rushed over regardless, took a lunge, spread his arms in front of Lang Jun, his eyes widened with a fierce look, and he glared at each other, in a posture of protecting the flower to the death.
Lang Jun grinned casually and did not attack the driver. Instead, he walked around him, walked to the girl's side, and asked quietly: "Yao Canjun is very busy."
The husband is Han Changmu, the envoy of the Internal Security Department, and the girl is indeed Yao Yao, who joined the army in Jingzhao Prefecture.
Yao Yao saluted Han Changmu, his face expressionless but extremely respectful. He did not feel that he met Han Changmu here at all: "Young Envoy Han is also very free."
The boy driving the bus looked at the two people in surprise, and suddenly understood something. His face turned red, and he turned around and left with a look of embarrassment and anger after being teased.
Lang Jun raised his eyebrows and whispered jokingly: "Yao Canjun, this kid is very protective of you."
Yao Yao lowered his head and looked at the ground, and said expressionlessly: "Young Master stepped on blood."
These two people were clearly Han Changmu and Yao Yao.
When Han Changmu heard this, he immediately jumped a step away, but it was obviously a little too late. The gurgling blood had already stained the uppers of his shoes.
He grinned in disgust and shouted sternly at He Zhenfu who was guarding the door: "Divide into three teams and conduct a search. One team will escort all the Hu Ji musicians back to the Internal Security Department for trial, and the remaining people will carry out the search today." Those who passed through Sese Building were carefully interrogated and their names and addresses were recorded. Anyone with any doubts would be taken to the Department of Internal Security for trial."
As soon as these words came out, there was a sudden cry in the Sese Tower.
Hu Ji and the musicians lost their jobs and cried particularly hard.
The person who came to have fun suffered a terrible disaster, and he became the biggest fun, and he cried especially painfully.
Yao Yao did not agree with Han Changmu's cruel style of arresting everyone without asking the reason, but she joined the army and could not ignore the orders of the top.
She watched with cold eyes as Han Changmu gave orders, frowning slightly. Last night, she initially found someone following him, but the person's whereabouts were very sneaky and hidden. Although she noticed it and got rid of him, she didn't find out who was following him.
Early this morning, she saw Han Changmu on the ruins. She was extremely shocked. She instantly thought of who was following her last night, but she pretended to be patient and didn't reveal any clues.
Trust is indeed a mysterious and mysterious thing. You can't force it, you can only rely on it.
Yao Yao raised his eyebrows, bowed and said, "Sir, I will take someone to search the backyard."
Han Changmu nodded.
The hall was in a mess, things were scattered all over the floor, and blood was flowing on the ground.
The inner guard bent down and gathered together the heads that had rolled around, and arranged them neatly, with their heads and faces facing up, to facilitate inspection.
A gloomy chill filled the hall out of thin air.
Han Changmu did not shy away from the surging smell of blood. He didn't even frown. He knelt down and looked at the bloody heads. He asked without raising his head, "Is Wu Zuo here?"
Before the inner guard could say anything, Wu Zuo ran over with a small old wooden box on his arm and saluted, "Sir, here comes the humble duty."
Han Changmu nodded: "Let's test it."
When Wu Zuo looked down, his expression changed. He had been doing this for eight to eight years, and this was the first time he had seen so many heads.
He secretly counted, there must be eighteen or nineteen heads, he couldn't help but gasped, these are eighteen or nineteen lives, if you have killed so many people, aren't you afraid of going to hell in the future?
The bloody head was placed on the ground. Just looking at it made one's scalp numb and chilly.
He opened the small wooden box he carried with him. The cowhide bag contained such tools in different categories. He picked through them and picked out a small tweezer with two pointed ends.
He put on the gauntlet, held the head with one hand, and held the tweezers with the other hand, carefully opening the skin and flesh at the incision of the head.
The skin and flesh were a little shrunken, and the color was faintly dark, but the incisions were clean and neat, and it was obvious that the person who performed the knife was very neat.
There are more than a dozen heads placed here. Even a cursory examination is quite time-consuming. What's more, there is a cold-faced Yama guarding here. Even if he had ten courages, he would not dare to deal with it. Therefore, this case He was extremely attentive to his work, and was more meticulous than any corpse he had examined before.
The hall was very quiet. The people were checking their heads in silence. Han Changmu stood beside him with his hands tied, watching with great interest.
As he looked at it, his eyes flashed, and he knelt down, picked a handy tool from the small box that his wife had brought, and picked out a head.
When Wu Zuo heard the noise, he turned around and was startled. He said in a panic: "Da, Da, Sir, you can just do your humble job."
Han Changmu said calmly: "You test yours, and I'll test mine."
Wu Zuo choked up and looked at Han Changmu as if he were looking at a monster.
Although Wu Zuo is a good scholar, he is regarded as unlucky by the world because he has been dealing with dead bodies all year round and his hands are stained with blood.
He has been doing this business for many years, and it is a skill passed down from his ancestors. Although he is from the Department of Internal Health, most of the corpses in other government offices that are difficult to examine will come to him and ask him to help with the autopsy. Only then does he have a chance. After finding an official position, even though he was only an eighth-rank official, it was much better than an ordinary job. But even so, when he walked out, he would still receive disdainful looks.
He never expected that the dignified Major Envoy of the Internal Security Department would personally conduct an autopsy, and he would do so carefully and with such skill.
Han Changmu held his head and looked at it upside down.
The eye sockets on this head are slightly sunken, the bridge of the nose is straight, and the face has a strong outline, not as round as the Han people. There are deep knife marks on the face, the flesh and blood are turned over, and the blood wraps the two mustaches on the lips.
He frowned slightly. This man looked like a barbarian. The blade on his neck was neat and neat. Even when the blade struck the bone, there was no sign of pause. It was as if the head was cut off with one stroke.
It seems that the person who killed him was extremely cruel and cruel, and he was also extremely skilled in sword skills.
There were many people watching the show in the Sese Tower today. Such a big change happened. They were greatly frightened. Before they could recover, they were blasted to the second floor by the guards and locked up in a room. In the large wing, there were five or six guards with swords in their hands, guarding them as fiercely as the King of Hell, but no one dared to whisper to each other.
He Zhenfu set up a separate room and sat down to conduct inquiries in person. He was also good at this. He brought people in one by one, first asked about their origins, and then used a few cold words to threaten them. Very few of these cautious people could handle it. Those who live under the power of the Internal Security Bureau and do not tell the truth.
He asked the questions one by one, concisely and very quickly. He was a veteran here. Even with just a few words, he could quickly catch the loopholes and key points in the words. It really made him catch a few. He was a suspicious person, so he asked no more questions. With a wave of his hand, he was escorted back to the Department of Internal Health. He was locked up first and tempered later.
After the driver finished asking questions, he was let out without suspicion. When he walked out of Sese Building, he looked back and didn't see Yao Yao. He only saw Han Changmu, squatting on the ground, holding his head and watching intently. .
His scalp was numb and he shuddered. This man was so scary. I heard from those people just now that these people were official servants of the Internal Security Department, and that person seemed to be the head of the Internal Security Department. Fortunately, he didn't say anything to him when he was driving. Han Changmu took action, otherwise he wouldn't know who was being beaten.
