Ning Wuyan's retort made everyone stunned.
Shouldn't we go to the passage leading outside through the woods to track down the suspicious Beidi caravan?
Does that mean that the heightening rack on the carriage has nothing to do with Master Hua's death?
Manager Zhang was confused and asked tentatively: "Master Ning, do we still need to find the craftsman who repairs the carriage frame?"
"Not going."
Ning Wuyang was almost certain of the direction of the matter. Going to find those craftsmen at this time was tantamount to alerting the enemy.
He also wanted to find out who he was and why he chose to use this method to persecute Chinese Normal University.
Only when everything is clear can you proceed to the next step.
Before that, he needed to pretend to have the same idea as others, to have suspicions but not know the specific situation, so that the Beidi people who planned all this would be exposed, and then... break it with one blow!
Zhou Jingxian saw the different expression on his face and was worried that he was blaming himself for not finding out the truth. She asked with concern: "Mr. Ning, should we continue to investigate?"
"Let's go to the woods first."
Ning Wuyang pointed to where the passage that Manager Zhang just mentioned led to.
He was not interested in how the Beidi caravan got out, or how it was blocked by another caravan. What he needed to know was whether the Beidi people used the tricks in his imagination to achieve the conditions for the lightning strike.
Seeing that he hadn't given up yet, Zhou Jingxian sighed inwardly, but had no intention of stopping him. Instead, she called a group of Beijing Guards and followed Ning Wushuang as they walked toward the dark woods.
In order to prevent others from observing the direction of his suspicion, Ning Wuyang deliberately walked around the woods a mile away before finally stopping in the woods pointed by Manager Zhang.
And ordered the Beijing Guards who were following behind.
"You go out along here to chase the Beidi caravan. I'm tired, so I'll stop here to rest."
Ning Wuyan said, sitting down under a pine tree.
The Jingwei Army and others had no complaints about this arrangement.
Who doesn’t know that Lord Ning didn’t sleep for three days and three nights in order to make colored glaze. Now that he heard that Master Hua was dead, he came to Huangzhuang to investigate in person regardless of the danger. In their opinion, it would be good for Lord Ning to come. If It's up to him to investigate this case all by himself, so what's the use of the Jingwei Army?
"Please rest assured, Mr. Ning, we will check carefully and never let go of anything suspicious."
"Okay, thank you for your hard work."
Ning Wuyan waited until the Beijing Guards left and only Zhou Jingxian, Third Brother and others were left, he took a special look at Manager Zhang who was standing nearby.
"Manager Zhang, the lightning strike has alarmed His Majesty. Maybe His Majesty will come to the Imperial Manor. Don't you need to prepare to welcome him?"
In fact, he didn't know whether the old emperor would come.
But he needed a reason to send Manager Zhang away.
"Master Ning is right, I will go back right away and let everyone prepare."
Manager Zhang took a step back understandingly. He didn't know why Lord Ning wanted to drive him away, but seeing Lord Ning's tired posture, he probably didn't want to delve deeper.
Some things cannot be solved by doubt alone.
The heightened iron on the carriage could not prove anything, but it might prove even more in the end that those thunderbolts were aimed at Master Hua.
Thinking of this, Manager Zhang was angry and resentful, and felt a little anxious.
Even a good person like Master Hua will be struck by lightning. People like him will not dare to go out during thunderstorms in the future.
After taking away Manager Zhang, the only ones left were people he could trust.
Ning Wuyan changed his tired posture, stood up with his hands on the ground, wiped the mud on the tree bark, and stretched out his hand towards Jiang Shu.
Jiang Shu glanced at the people next to him and stepped forward in confusion: "Mr. Ning, do you need my help?"
"No, lend me the torch in your hand. I'm looking for something."
According to the inference just now, if you want to accurately hit the carriage with lightning, you need to guide the lightning to a large area.
It is actually difficult to verify how large this large area is.
But fortunately, in order to stop Jiang Shu, the Beidi people gave him an area.
Ning Wuyan took the torch and asked Jiang Shu, who looked confused: "Do you still remember the caravans you encountered blocking the road and how far they are from here?"
"If it's from here...it must be about two miles."
Jiang Shu glanced at the place that was getting closer to the road blocking place because of the slope of the road.
But I found that the woods here were dense and there was no way to see directly there.
In other words, if Master Hua really hid someone here when he was struck by lightning, he would not have noticed it!
same.
Looking at the incident location from here, there are also dense woods blocking it. In addition, Master Hua was in a hurry, so he couldn't accidentally hide someone here.
But.
Even if someone is hiding, can someone really have the magical power to draw thunder and lightning to Master Hua?
Not only Jiang Shu thought so, but everyone else present, except Ning Wushang, also thought the same.
Ning Wuyan still didn't explain, but compared the surrounding terrain.
The caravan is about two miles away from here, and the place where Master Hua died is less than two miles away from here. Take the median and push a little further to the place where Master Hua died.
It's hard to say where the tools for detonating thunder are located, but if they leave, they will definitely take this passage.
Huchi...
Ning Wuyan held the torch and bent down, carefully searching for the footprints on the ground.
"The advantage of a thunderstorm is that it can cover up many traces. The disadvantage is that traces that can usually be buried with sand can only be left behind at this time."
Said.
Ning Wuyan picked up a branch and picked up the fresh leaves stained with water and mud on the ground.
After walking around the tree trunk and picking out a distance of about ten feet, I finally saw half a footprint left in the gap between the leaves.
Seeing this, Zhou Jingxian quickly took the torch from the other dragon guard's hand. After bringing the light of the fire closer, she stretched out her hand to touch the slightly sunken part of the ground with a very solemn expression.
"Someone has been here!"
"And there were at least a dozen of them, and each one was a tall or heavy person."
Yeah?
Ning Wuyan followed the traces of mud dots on the fresh leaves and carried the tree stick all the way deep into the woods.
It is late autumn at this time, and most of the leaves here are withered and yellow, and the petioles that are not yellowed do not have much moisture, but the leaves sprinkled on the ground are obviously fresher.
It may be that the person who did this was worried that the leaves were too withered and yellow, making people suspect that they had fallen for too long and landed on the top. This was a strange phenomenon that attracted the attention of later investigators.
Little did he know that doing so would actually leave clues behind.
"Sir, let me pick leaves with you."
Yun Fei and others wanted to help, but he stopped them.
"This trace is not obvious. If everyone joins in, it will probably cause the trace to be confused. Just follow me."
As the leaves continue to be picked up, new missing footprints are exposed.
When Ning Wuyan saw one of the complete footprints that was three fingers smaller than his own, a cold light flashed in his eyes.
This group of people were not all tall and powerful as Zhou Jingxian said, which is why they left deep marks on the ground.
But as he thought, there was a weight on him!
At this time.
Ning Wuyang had already led everyone to lift up about 200 meters of leaves.
finally.
There were many footprints left under the leaves that were picked up again, including traces of shoe prints sunk deep into the mud.
It shows that these people encountered some changes here that caused their feet to sprain, leaving messy traces all over the ground.
"It's two hundred meters away from the exit. They thought they wouldn't search so far, so they didn't try to cover up the traces again."
It seems that there should be the answer he is looking for here!
