Chapter 55 Double Kill

Style: Historical Author: Listen to the wind blowing under the eavesWords: 2312Update Time: 24/01/18 10:13:33
The road leading to the front hall was dark, with only a few lanterns covered with faded paper emitting a faint light. They were blown by the wind from time to time, and the lights flickered on and off.

The postmen in the post station have rested in the post house, leaving only one or two people on duty.

Song Mingyuan followed the official quietly, watching him push open the broken door of the utility room next to him and go in.

The creaking sound of the wooden door being pushed open was especially permeable in this silent night.

Song Mingyuan didn't go in, but she knew the situation inside the house clearly. With the combination of spiritual power and space, she didn't have to touch the blind.

There was another person in the room, who looked like a postman from an inn.

The officer passed the message written down on the paper to the postman. He swallowed his saliva and said nervously: "When can I leave here? You promised me to be the patrol inspector after everything is done. I have already written down the message. Now, can you leave?"

"Why are you so anxious? It's only been a few days. As long as you stay in the team and continue to pass the news to us peacefully, the benefits will be yours."

"But, but this is too dangerous! That little girl from the Lu family is not easy to mess with. You didn't see that that day she..."

"What are you afraid of? You are just passing on a message. Even if she is discovered, she will not kill you. Don't you want the five hundred taels of silver reward and don't want to be a patrol inspector?"

Why doesn't Wang Er think about it? He thinks about it even in his dreams.

The opportunity was right in front of him. If he didn't do it, he would still be an ordinary police officer after escorting the exiled team back, and he might never get ahead in his life.

This is his only chance to move up.

After some hesitation and struggle, Wang Er finally took a chance and agreed.

The postman continued: "Remember in detail what happened on the way to exile. It's best to observe the Song family more. Her martial arts are strange. There may be other forces hiding behind her. If you can find out, it will definitely be a great achievement. , then let alone a small local inspection, even if you want to be a capital official, you will be successful."

Hearing this, Wang Er was so excited that he clenched his hands. Being able to serve in the capital was something he had never dared to think about before!

Suppressing his excitement and excitement, Wang Er quickly said: "I know, I will keep an eye on her!"

"Okay, go back and don't get discovered."

Wang Er responded, turned around and walked towards the narrow door. Thinking that he could become a Beijing official, his steps were trembling.

As long as he is more careful, he will definitely not be discovered. If he is discovered, he will beg for mercy.

No matter how powerful Mrs. Song is, she is just a woman. Women's hearts are the easiest to be fooled.

A smile gradually appeared on his skinny monkey-like face, as if he had already seen the day when he would become the official of the capital.

Wang Er pushed open the wooden door and was caught off guard by the person half-hidden in the darkness not far away from the door. He was so frightened that his heart tightened, the blood in his body suddenly ran cold, and all the smiles on his face turned into panic.

A bean packed with spiritual power rushed straight to the front door at an extremely fast and terrifying speed. With a pop, it sank into the center of the eyebrows, penetrated the back of the head, and turned into powder in the blink of an eye.

Before Wang Er's screams could escape from his tight throat, his eyes widened with narrowed pupils, and his stiff and tight body fell to the ground, refusing to rest in peace.

Song Mingyuan walked over the corpse and walked in. The postman had realized something was wrong, turned around and wanted to break the window and escape, but it was too late.

An invisible hand grabbed his throat and threw him back violently. With a click, the bones shattered and his neck was broken.

Also die with eyes open.

Song Mingyuan walked over, picked up the paper in the postman's hand, and took a look. The writing was really ugly. Can this person really understand it?

Soon the piece of paper spontaneously ignited in her hand.

Song Mingyuan left the dark and small room after taking away all the valuables from the postman and Wang Er.

In the courtyard, most of the Lu family members who were sitting on the ground were already curled up in a pile and fell asleep.

Song Mingyuan did not enter the house directly, but quietly dealt with a group of men in black who were lurking outside the inn, and then washed away the smell of blood on his body and returned to the inn.

She got into the bed that the little girl had warmed for her, hugged her warm body and gradually fell asleep.

Early the next morning, before everyone woke up from their sleep, a sharp and piercing scream resounded throughout the inn.

A postman who got up early discovered two corpses in the utility room. His face turned pale with fright, and he crawled to report it.

Everyone woke up after hearing the screams, and soon someone hurried over and called Wu Da and Deng Liang away.

Everyone who stayed in the courtyard was in panic: "What's going on? What happened?"

"I thought I heard a scream just now. Could it be that someone broke into the inn to commit murder?"

After hearing this, no one could lie down. The Lu family in Datong Shop also woke up. Only Song Mingyuan and the four little ones slept more soundly than the other.

Mrs. Lu made a silent gesture, put on her cotton-padded clothes lightly, and walked out.

The sky was gray and the early morning chill was pervasive.

As soon as Mrs. Lu stepped out of the door, she bumped into Lin Dong walking out of the room opposite. Seeing his serious expression, she asked, "What's going on? What happened?"

"An officer named Wang Er in our team died, and a postman also died."

Lin Dong always felt that there was not much peace recently. Just a few days after they escorted the exile team on the road, two officials had died one after another, causing panic.

Almost instantly, Mrs. Lu connected this incident with Yuanyuan's departure last night.

"You mean someone broke into the inn last night and committed murder? Where did the gangster come from? Fortunately, our family stayed in the house and never went out!"

"Thankfully we were in front instead of in the backyard, so we didn't hit it."

Madam Lu had a frightened look on her face, and her lingering fear was so lifelike that it was impossible to tell it was staged.

Lin Dong had no doubts and just shook his head: "I don't know either, but I won't be able to set off for a while. Madam, please make breakfast first."

They have to stay and wait for someone to report the crime and cooperate to find out the situation.

"Hey, okay, okay, you go ahead and work, I'll cook a pot of porridge for you, and you can just come over and eat after you finish your work."

Lin Dong left, Mrs. Lu turned around and entered the house. Yuanyuan killed someone again. I don't know if the merit increased?

Anyone who can make Yuanyuan kill him must have a reason why he must die, and he deserves to die!

Mrs. Lu went to the basket in the corner and took out a few eggs. When she saw the eggs that had been piled up again for some time, she immediately beamed with joy.

No matter what the commotion was outside, she could still cook egg porridge for Yuan Yuan and the children with peace of mind!

Seeing her daughter-in-law getting up, Mrs. Lu asked them to quietly move out a set of kitchen utensils and rice, and started cooking porridge in the courtyard on the stove set up yesterday.

Mr. Lu Er worked all day yesterday and was completely exhausted. After resting for a whole night, he could barely regain his energy.

Smelling the aroma of rice filling the yard, I felt so hungry that my chest pressed against my back and my stomach kept growling.

He could no longer muster the energy to resent the Lu family for living so well, so he weakly shouted: "Daxiang, bring some rice to make porridge."

Lu Xiang turned around to get the rice, and when he saw the empty place, he was so excited that he woke up from sleep that he had gotten up too early.