When Shen Zhonglei came to the front office, he saw Yue Changdong circling in the yard with an anxious look on his face.
"What happened? It's so early in the morning."
"See you, sir." Yue Changdong turned around following the voice and hurriedly stepped forward to salute.
It's autumn now and the morning is a bit chilly.
Shen Zhonglei opened the door and walked in, saying, "Come in and talk about anything."
However, Yue Changdong plopped down and knelt down in the courtyard, crying: "Sir, something has happened, something big has happened. Both the madam and the young master... are... My lord, please be sure to show your condolences!"
Shen Zhonglei didn't understand what happened to the madam and the young master at first. He frowned and was about to ask, when he heard the mourning behind him and his head suddenly buzzed.
"Tell me clearly, what's going on?"
Yue Changdong actually didn't know what happened. He could only tell the story of how he led his men to open the city gate early in the morning and saw the carriage and the corpse inside.
After saying that, he immediately knelt down and didn't dare to raise his head.
Shen Zhonglei was silent for a long time, although he hated Xu's betrayal so much that he felt that his love and devotion to Shen Yuanlin in the past ten years was a big joke.
But after all, they were the people who had been by his side for ten years. Suddenly hearing the news that they were both dead still made him unable to recover for a long time.
Yue Changdong lay on the ground for a long time without hearing any sound, so he couldn't help but quietly raise his head.
Shen Zhonglei was seen standing blankly at the door, expressionless, eyes stiff, and two lines of clear tears hanging on his face.
Yue Changdong thought about it for himself, and suddenly felt that he could understand Shen Zhonglei's mood very well. Anyone who suddenly received such bad news would definitely not be able to accept and face it.
But Shen Zhonglei was not only the husband and father of the deceased, but also the parent official of Yongzhou Mansion. He had to intervene in this matter both emotionally and rationally.
Yue Changdong spoke cautiously: "Sir, the carriage is still parked at the city gate. I hope you can tell me how to deal with it..."
Only then did Shen Zhonglei come back to his senses and said, "Come here, prepare your horses. I will go over and take a look in person."
"Sir..." Yue Changdong thought of the horrific scene on the carriage and was worried that Shen Zhonglei would not be able to bear it.
He opened his mouth to dissuade him, but after meeting Shen Zhonglei's eyes, he swallowed his words.
Shen Zhonglei quickly rushed outside the city gate.
It was still early at this time, and except for dung trucks and sewage trucks, there were almost no pedestrians or vehicles outside the city gate.
So even though the carriage narrator was surrounded by several official officials with solemn faces, it didn't attract anyone's attention.
Shen Zhonglei rode directly to the chariot. As soon as he reined in the horse, he could already see the blood on the chariot shaft and smell the strong smell of blood.
He dismounted, walked to the car step by step, and opened the door with trembling hands.
After just one glance, he turned his head away unbearably.
Yue Changdong quickly stepped forward, holding Shen Zhonglei in place with one hand and closing the car door with the other.
"Sir, please forgive me and take care of yourself. There are still many things waiting for you to deal with!"
Just as Shen Zhonglei was about to speak, his body swayed. If Yue Changdong hadn't had the foresight to hold his arm, he might have fallen to the ground by now.
"Sir, please slow down. I'll ask someone to take you back to your house. I'll leave it to my subordinates to handle this matter."
Shen Zhonglei stretched out his hand to hold the carriage wall, slowly closed his eyes, took several deep breaths, and finally managed to calm down his emotions and ordered: "First ask someone to drive the carriage back to the government office, and let the widower inspect the body. If the coachman wakes up, Send someone to report immediately..."
"Yes, sir, don't worry, I will take orders."
"By the way, block the news about this matter first, especially don't let the old lady know..."
After Yue Changdong heard this, he felt extremely sad. As the saying goes, the youngest son and the oldest grandson are the lifeblood of the old lady.
Although Shen Zhonglei is the second son of the family, Shen Yuanlin is truly the eldest grandson of the Shen family.
Old Mrs. Shen is already so old. If she knew this bad news, she might not be able to bear it.
"Don't worry, sir. My subordinates have already issued a hush-hush order. Only a few people present know about the matter, and no one dares to spread it at will.
Shen Zhonglei felt relieved now, closed his eyes tiredly, and said: "I will teach you here first, I will go back home first."
He said, barely standing up straight, ready to get on his horse and go back to the city.
Seeing his heartbroken look, Yue Changdong dared to let him ride away on his own, so he quickly stopped him.
He managed to get someone to bring a soft sedan over, and helped Shen Zhonglei get on the sedan.
The sedan curtain was lowered, and the sadness on Shen Zhonglei's face was swept away, replaced by a solemn face.
He already had a vague guess in his mind about who did this.
As soon as Shen Zhonglei left, Deng Yunkui, the new head catcher who had just taken office, and Bao Hanyi, the widower, rushed over.
The two of them were woken up from home early in the morning, both full of complaints.
After seeing the bodies, I realized that the deceased were actually Mrs. Shen and the young master of the Shen family. They were all shocked and broke into a cold sweat.
"W-Who did this? Didn't this poke a big hole in the sky!" Bao Hanyi has lived for half his life and has seen many kinds of corpses, but at this time his hands can't control their movements. Start shaking.
Thinking about the fact that there is still a corpse in the mortuary for which the cause of death cannot be found, I feel even more miserable.
Deng Yunkui's head grew even bigger. Not long after he accepted the position of head catcher, the people under him hadn't even figured it out yet. God gave him such a big case?
The head official of the palace, his wife and son were both killed. If word spread, it would shake up Huguang. Even if it were put in the entire Daqi, it would be considered a major event. Maybe the imperial court would issue an order to appease and express condolences.
"Hey, Brother Bao, first see how people die!" Deng Yunkui became more and more upset as he thought about it. He sighed and turned to ask Bao Hanyi.
Although his tone was inquiring, in his heart he wished that the other party couldn't find out anything, so that he could share some of the pressure on him.
Bao Hanyi could see what Deng Yunkui was thinking, but he was the only one in Yongzhou Mansion, and he couldn't hide away even if he wanted to.
He stepped forward bravely and roughly inspected the body.
Fortunately, Xu and Shen Yuanlin each had only one wound on their bodies, and the cause of death was very clear.
"The madam was stabbed in the heart and died, and the young master was cut in the neck and died of massive blood loss..." Bao Hanyi raised his hand to wipe the beads of sweat that kept appearing on his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief. , “It can be seen that the person who committed the murder must be very skilled. He only used one move to kill, which was crisp and clean.
"Based on the shape of the wound, the murder weapon should be a single-edged broad-backed long knife.
"There are only so many clues that I can provide. The rest depends on your ability, Mr. Deng. If you catch the murderer, you will have done a great job!"
Deng Yunkui rolled his eyes when he heard this.
This is no opportunity to make meritorious deeds, it is simply a deadly rhythm!
