Li Bing went to the guardhouse early the next morning, but when he asked a circle of people in charge of torture, he didn't get any information about Wu Sanhe.
"That shouldn't be the case! Anyone caught in the guardhouse must go through a torture session before being sent to the dungeon for custody. Could it be that Wu Sanhe is not in the guardhouse at all?"
Li Bing was confused, this was different from what he expected. But soon his subordinate Zhang Hu took the initiative to come over and brought new news.
"General Qi, let me ask again for you. The gang of torturers did not interrogate a person named Wu Sanhe yesterday, and they did not even have similar physical features. However, three days ago, two people were interrogated there. They were transferred to the Black Flag Battalion to perform their duties, and they seem to be named Zhou Tao and Yang Lin. Someone saw them cleaning the torture chamber yesterday. There was feces and urine in it, which should be left over from someone who was tortured."
Li Bing was shocked when he heard the news, and his intuition told him that the guy who was found to have feces and urine by Zhou Tao and Yang Lin was most likely the Wu Sanhe he was looking for.
"Where are they now!"
"It should be at the headquarters of Black Flag Camp, right?"
Li Bing immediately jumped up from his chair and was about to rush out but then stopped.
I was worried in my heart: If I go directly to the Black Flag Camp, people might notice it. If it is really Wu Sanhe, it will be troublesome for them to hide me again. Gotta find a way.
But what Li Bing never expected was that instead of looking for him, the other party came looking for him instead.
When the concierge from outside came in and announced the news, Li Bing thought he had heard wrongly. But when he actually saw the other party, he had some impression that the other party was indeed from the Black Flag Camp.
"Wang Jian, the small flag officer of Black Flag Camp Group A, has met Mr. Li Qi." Wang Jian bowed to Li Bing without being humble or overbearing.
"What do you want from me?"
"Mr. Li Qi, it's like this. Yesterday we received an investigation note from a bank, saying that someone was suspected of committing fraud in the bank's large-amount banknote circulation. So we, Mr. Shen, said that we were free anyway, so we helped the bank. After checking, a man named Wu Sanhe was easily found and arrested one by one.
But even if someone from the bank identified Wu Sanhe, he would always shout that he was wronged and that he was the chief steward of your house. Because it was so ridiculous, it was ignored by the interrogator yesterday. I just remembered it today and came over to ask if there is a big steward named Wu Sanhe in your house? "
After Wang Jian finished speaking, he stood up straight with a smile and looked at Li Bing's reaction in front of him. In Shen Hao's words, it was now the stage to catch the snake. He was asked to come here just to scare the snake away and see how the snake would react, whether it would run away or bite.
If you want to escape, use a net; if you want to bite, use pliers.
Li Bing's expression changed slightly at first and then returned to normal. He said to Wang Jian with some doubts: "It is true that a steward named Wu Sanhe of my family did not return yesterday, but he is a person who abides by the law. It is absolutely impossible for him to commit a crime. Can you take me to identify it?"
"I'm sorry, Mr. Li Qi. Yesterday Mr. Baihu ordered the dungeon to be strictly controlled, so we can't take you to the dungeon to see the prisoners. But Mr. Li, don't worry. I brought the portrait, and you can see the portrait."
portrait? !
Before Li Bing could react, he saw Wang Jian standing in front of him taking out a half-foot-square scroll from his arms and handing it over.
"General Li Qi, please take a look."
Li Bing subconsciously took the scroll and unfolded it. He almost cursed "Fuck your mother" in his heart. He didn't expect these people from the Black Flag Camp to be so good at playing.
The painting is very simple. A few strokes of thick and light ink clearly depict the appearance of a lifelike middle-aged man.
But the problem is that this middle-aged man is 50% like Wu Sanhe, but 50% like him, Li Bing! This is not who Wu Sanhe is at all!
Li Bing even thought about it and felt that Wang Jian was deliberately mocking him with the portrait he handed over!
Seeing that Li Bing's face was as red as pig liver, Wang Jian did not hide his smile at all, and even laughed out loud intentionally or unintentionally. He didn't even wait for Li Bing to speak and said bluntly: "It looks like Mr. Li Qi doesn’t know the person in the portrait, so I’ll take my leave. I hope Mr. Li will bear with you if you cause any trouble.”
"stop."
Li Bing stood up from his position with a blushing face, and walked to Wang Jian. The distance between the two was less than one foot, so that Wang Jian could clearly see the murderous intent in his eyes.
"What if I say, this is Wu Sanhe, the chief steward of my family?"
Even though Wang Jian's heart was trembling, his face remained calm and his smile remained undiminished as he replied: "We, Mr. Shen Qi, have said that if the thief is indeed the manager of Mr. Li's family, we can go to him to intercede. Maybe He will give me a lighter sentence for the sake of his colleagues, but of course it all depends on Mr. Shen Qi’s mood."
After saying that, Wang Jian didn't even bother to use the hand gesture, turned around and left, leaving behind Li Bing with a surging breath and tightly holding the handle of the knife at his waist.
After finally suppressing the rage in his heart for the time being, Li Bing firmly believed that Wu Sanhe had fallen into the hands of the Black Flag Battalion, and that he was the target of the Black Flag Battalion.
He couldn't sit still in the guardhouse. Li Bing knew that once he was ripped open, it would not only be him who would suffer, but the entire Li family would be implicated.
Something had to be done.
After that, Li Bing returned home directly and told the two people at home everything he saw in the guardhouse.
The portrait was torn into pieces by Li Bing's father, Li Longcheng.
However, the old man Li Canglie seemed the most calm. After listening carefully to Li Bing's story, he thought for a long time before saying: "A newly established Black Flag Battalion is so bold? Impossible. The only explanation is that someone borrowed it. Give him the courage to dare to challenge the Li family so blatantly."
"Who borrowed the courage? Tang Qingyuan?"
"Tang Qingyuan is not important enough."
"Who is that? Could it be Jiang Cheng?!"
But Li Canglie still shook his head, and after a while of silence, he continued to ask Li Bing: "Tell me more about the scope of service in the Black Flag Battalion."
Li Bing didn't know why his grandfather asked this at this time, but he still patiently repeated what was announced in the guard station. He found that after he finished speaking, his grandfather's face became gloomier than he had ever seen before, and there was even a trace of fear in his eyes? !
"Bing'er, go to the teleportation circle in the city right now to see if it can still be used?"
"Huh? Well, you don't have to go to Grandpa for this. Before I came back today, I received a notice from the guard station that the teleportation circle needs temporary maintenance, so in the past five days, I can only enter and not leave."
"Notified at short notice?"
"Ah? Yes, it was announced at short notice."
Li Bing hadn't felt it yet, but his father Li Longcheng had already felt a hint of chill in this question and answer, and his face was as gloomy as Li Canglie's.
Because it stands to reason that every adjustment to an important facility such as the teleportation circle needs to be reported to the Yamen and Xuanqing Guards in advance.
Is there any precedent for temporarily closing the entrance to the magic circle out of the city?
If you think about it deeply...
