Author: My heart is still the same

"This government office is really not as good as Qianhu Office."

Xu Chong looked at the panel and shook his head in disgust.

Since Duan Yuanming's death, all persons involved in the case have lived in the government office and are not allowed to go out at will, including Ge Wanshan.

During the more than half a month of living in the government office, the panel could only generate 2 spiritual sources. It took about 10 days to generate 1 point, which was actually much slower than that of Qianhu.

"Such a big matter, it stands to reason that someone should have come to investigate long ago..."

Xu Chong was a little puzzled and a little solemn.

As early as half a month ago, he had learned from He Tongzhi that the so-called Duan family in the capital was actually the hereditary family of the Duke.

The dignified Duke's Mansion has lost an outstanding direct descendant inexplicably. Someone should have come here long ago. How come there has been no movement for so long?

Something is abnormal.

But he wasn't too worried.

This time, the only two people who knew something was wrong with him, Duan Yuanming and the fake Xie Changkong, were both dead.

Moreover, the last scene Xie Changkong saw before he died was that he was inexplicably knocked out.

As for Duan Yuanming's death, he had a sufficient alibi from such a long distance away.

Unless the Duan family can make these two corpses talk, no one will suspect him.

The only hidden danger is the secret martial art of Star Reaching.

But to be honest, this hidden danger is very small.

First of all, he has tried his best to change the expression of the star-reaching move, so it is theoretically unlikely to be recognized.

Secondly, what if you are recognized?

That level of reaching for the stars will actually further reduce his suspicion.

In short, after much calculation, Xu Chong could never figure out the possibility that he would be identified as the murderer.

In comparison, Ge Wanshan is more suspect.

After all, Duan Yuanming was alone with Ge Wanshan before his death.

Fortunately, Ge Wanshan was also smart, and he immediately yelled, "Protect Mr. Fu," and then he was hit directly to the ground by a big tree. If it weren't for the magic soldiers' bloody clothes, almost everyone would be dead.

Moreover, for more than half a month, Ge Wanshan has taken the initiative to confine himself to the main hall of the government office. He does not go anywhere and accepts supervision from anyone anytime and anywhere. He even handed over the command of the blood-clothed guards to He Tongzhi. It can be said that he has done enough.

attitude.

"Now that I think about it, leaving a message on my own is innocent but a bit redundant. If Ge Wanshan is harmed because of this..."

Xu Chong shook his head.

He also didn't expect that the star-catching move could create such a big scene, which far exceeded the theoretical upper limit of Duan Wuxie's strength.

There is no way, the time to leave the message should be earlier than the trick to reach the stars, and erasing it will only make more flaws.

Now it depends on which direction you want to go.

Just as I was thinking about it, there were suddenly dense footsteps outside the house.

"Are you coming?"

Xu Chong's eyes flashed, and he pushed the door open and walked out.

When he arrived at the front yard of the government office, the place was already full of people. Everyone stood on their feet and looked out the door, with expressions of confusion and fear.

Xu Chong was taller and could see beyond the gate at a glance.

That's...the Iron Cavalry!

Densely packed cavalry!

It seems that the entire government office has probably been surrounded.

He Tongzhi and other yamen officials, together with Ge Wanshan, stood at the front of the crowd, watching the formation outside the door warily.

Soon, a fine deerskin blanket was thrown from outside the government office into the front yard.

"Please Mr. Duan..."

Bang!

A voice just sounded outside the hospital, but before he could finish speaking, he was violently interrupted.

Then a strong man wearing armor flew in and fell to the ground.

A middle-aged man with slightly dark skin and a fat belly walked in, squatted down in front of the strong man, and patted the strong man's helmet, "What did you call me? Mr. Duan? You forgot what I told you.

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Bang! Bang! Bang!

The strong man's expression was hidden under his visor, and he didn't say a word, just letting the middle-aged man slap him.

Everyone was shocked by this extremely arrogant scene and couldn't breathe.

He Tongzhi, as the current highest official of the government office, stepped forward and clasped his fists: "May I ask if you are the eldest son of Duke Cheng Guo, Duan Yuanyang, or Young Master Duan?"

Bang!

Another kick.

He Tongzhi was also kicked out and bumped into the crowd.

"Listen carefully, I will only say this once."

Duan Yuanyang straightened his clothes and raised the corners of his mouth, "Don't call me young master. The eldest son, call me the prince, call me the little prince, do you understand?"

The armored man stood up silently and stood behind Duan Yuanyang.

Everyone was silent.

Only Ge Wanshan was able to bend and stretch, and stepped forward with a smile: "It turns out that it was the little Duke in person. Ge Wanshan, a thousand households in blood clothes, has met the little Duke."

Duan Yuanyang glanced at Ge Wanshan with satisfaction, "It's funny. If this incident hadn't happened, I would have given you a chance to be my dog, but it's a pity..."

As soon as these words came out, no matter how good-tempered Ge Wanshan was, his expression could not help but become stiff, and murderous intent suddenly arose in his heart.

Warriors have extremely strong self-esteem. Under normal circumstances, even a superior person will deliberately humiliate a warrior.

As the eldest son of Duke Cheng Guo, it should be easier for him to understand this than others.

Why did it happen to Duan Yuanyang that it was exactly the opposite?

Ge Wanshan endured the aggravation in his heart and asked, "What's the pity?"

"It's a pity that a direct descendant of my Duan family died."

Duan Yuanyang's chin almost lifted to the sky, "Do you know what this concept is? My direct descendants of the Duan family died here. Even if this city is slaughtered, it will not be enough!"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's expressions turned ugly.

Xu Chong was speechless for a while.

Duan Yuanyang's rank is too different from Duan Yuanming's, right?

He looks like a stupid son of a landlord.

And massacre the city...

Does Duke Cheng Guo dare to say this on his own?

"However, I have a kind heart, so I would just massacre the city, as it would harm the peace of heaven."

Duan Yuanyang smiled, and before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, he immediately changed the subject: "However, all government officials, as well as those who were in the government office on the day of the incident, must follow me back to Beijing and accept interrogation!"

Will everyone be arrested and interrogated?

This is a bit too much...

He Tongzhi struggled to get his colleagues to step forward, "Prince Duan, all the evidence, details, and the circumstances of the case have been reported to the court. Even if it is an interrogation, the prince should first extract the witness statements and find clues from the crime scene before confirming

The scope of suspicion, right?”

This sudden step forward emboldened many officials in the crowd to speak up too.

"Yes, Your Majesty, there are thousands of subordinates in the government office. If they fail to catch up, won't the government affairs be abandoned?"

"Besides, the real murderer is probably no longer in Zhang Hua..."

"What's more, this matter is most likely the work of Wei Wuxie, the Thousand-faced Daoist..."

More and more people are speaking out, wanting to dissuade Duan Yuanyang.

"Shut up!"

Duan Yuanyang shouted coldly, "Have you written down all the people who just spoke?"

"Write it down."

The armored man responded solemnly.
To be continued...