Baili Feiyue's consciousness began to blur. She drew the sword and applied the medicine, and she was almost in a daze.
But the vigilance is always there.
It wasn't until he was carried by the guards into the carriage back to the official residence that he finally felt at ease. Damn it, I can have a good sleep now.
Although she is a doctor, the injury to her left arm this time was too serious. She needs to rest and cannot move her left arm at all for a short period of time. Otherwise, this arm will be 100% useless.
She doesn't want to lose the arm she finally recovered, so she needs to recuperate generously!
For now, it looks like the arm can be saved.
She closed her eyes with peace of mind. Shangguan Xun, who was still in Zuixianju, stood there almost without moving for a long time.
Not only did he not move, many people in the hall had not come back to their senses.
When the people from Dongchang came in, they saw blood on the ground that had not yet been cleaned up, and people with dull eyes.
"Did you see anyone suspicious coming in?"
Someone shook his head mechanically.
The red-clothed guards of Dongchang looked suspiciously at the pool of blood, as cold as a knife, "Where did this blood come from?"
Someone stood up and spoke tremblingly, "Sir, it's like this..."
…
That night, the capital could not sleep.
The next day.
The streets and alleys of Kyoto were filled with an atmosphere of terror. After hearing the news that Lord Duan, the governor of the East Factory, had been assassinated, many people felt that their brains could not digest it.
Governor of the East Factory?
He is a demon-like person.
Only monsters kill people. Who can kill monsters?
Will the demon also be killed?
But there was no reason why they didn't believe it. After the death of Duan Rong, the governor of Dongchang, Emperor Jing was furious. That night he ordered the Ministry of Punishment and Dongchang to go all out to track down the assassin who had slipped through the net, and to find the murderer at all costs!
Nowadays, people from Dongchang can be seen on the street walking by with solemn expressions on their faces!
In addition to this shocking thing that people can't believe, there is another thing, although it is also related to human life, but in comparison, it is much more rosy.
Shangguan Xun, the only son of Prime Minister Shangguan, was discovered by Miss Ling San because he was in love with a maid. On the surface, Miss Ling San was complaining about her fifth sister who was about to get married to Mr. Shangguan. In fact, Miss Ling San had been in love with Mr. Shangguan for many years, which made her jealous.
After forcing Master Shangguan's beloved maid to death, Master Shangguan was so angry that he drew his sword and stabbed Miss Ling San through and through. She didn't know whether she was dead or alive...
There are all kinds of tensions and speculations out there.
Xingbu Yamen.
Wang Shangshu of the Ministry of Justice and Mu Qing's father, the right minister, were sitting together with serious faces.
Wang Shangshu was the first to speak, "Master Mu, what do you think of Master Duan's death? Do you think the murderer who killed Master Duan was really the assassin in black in Master Duan's house?"
Mu Shilang discussed the matter, "I don't think so."
"Tell me about it." Wang Shangshu took a sip of tea.
"There is a shallow wound on Mr. Duan's face, which seems to be caused by an ordinary sharp weapon. And judging from the change in blood coagulation in the wound, that wound should be the first time Mr. Duan was stabbed by a murderer."
As if recalling the clues he saw at the scene, Mu Shilang paused for a moment before speaking again, "The second injury overlapped with the fatal injury, both on the neck. Although it seemed that the two injuries overlapped, in fact, it killed Mr. Duan.
, should be the last fatal wound. As for the weapon that caused these two wounds, I feel ashamed and have no clue at all now."
"Yes, it completely coincides with my analysis. I also think so about these three injuries. Then the question is," Wang Shangshu put down the tea cup, "How can a vigilant and cautious person like Mr. Duan be killed one after another by the murderer?"
After hurting your own face and then hurting your neck, you can still let the murderer take your life at once, which is contrary to common sense."
"What your lord said is true, and this is what I can't figure out. But one thing I can be sure of is that the real murderer is definitely not the assassin in black on the ground. The assassin in black on the ground was obviously manipulated by Master Duan's housekeeping skills.
It is impossible to kill Master Duan three times in a row."
Wang Shangshu nodded, "How was the reply from Dongchang last night?"
"Dongchang has been manhunting both inside and outside the city. Everyone who was suddenly injured last night has been locked up for interrogation, especially internal injuries or palm injuries. After all, it is impossible to kill Mr. Duan without getting hurt at all.
The other three assassins were captured alive and are already on trial."
Mr. Wang stood up and walked a few steps, "I always feel that the key to this case is not to find people, but to find weapons. After all, there are many injuries due to various reasons in fights. Trying them one by one is like looking for a needle in a haystack. We
Not that much time."
He added, "The break on Mr. Duan's neck is unprecedented. It cannot be made by any common weapon in my knowledge. Judging from the wound, I can only feel its incomparable sharpness and skill.
A weapon that can create such a wound can definitely be called a magic weapon! For those who are skilled in martial arts, it means that the weapon is there, and the life-saving thing must be extremely cherished, and they will be carried with them, and they will never be thrown away casually.
.As long as we find this weapon, people will definitely not be able to escape. Therefore, among those who are injured, focus on checking what weapons they usually use!"
"The lower official also thinks so."
Lord Wang sighed, "Your Majesty is furious, this matter is not easy to handle."
When it comes to weapons, there is one person who is too clever. They may not be able to draw weapons based on the wounds. The problem is, that person is the regent Changsun Wuji!
Will he help? Obviously, no!
After Mu Shilang left the yamen, Mu Qing was visiting her. Mu Shilang immediately knocked on her forehead and asked, "What are you doing?"
Mu Qing touched his forehead, "Dad, Mr. Duan's case, hehe..."
"Don't even think about it! The murderer this time is not that simple. What are you getting involved with!"
"Dad~!" Mu Qing felt itchy in her heart. The more complicated it was, the more exciting it was!
Mu Shilang narrowed his eyes, "Miss Ling San also had an accident last night. Why don't you go and see her?"
Mu Qing said arrogantly, "Hey, it's definitely not as exaggerated as the rumors outside. Ling Jing is not a person who suffers losses. Besides, I don't think she would push someone to death and get stabbed for the sake of jealousy. This
Isn’t it a joke? I don’t really believe it anyway…”
While she was still there, a flash of lightning flashed across Mu Shilang's mind. He grabbed Mu Qing's arm nervously, "What did you say?"
Mu Qing raised her eyebrows and looked at him strangely, "Dad? Are you suddenly hysterical?"
"No, what did you just say?"
Mu Qing was very puzzled, "I said it's impossible for Ling Jing to be jealous or to be stabbed..."
His daughter was very confident. Mu Shilang told her the truth calmly, waiting for his daughter to jump, "She was indeed stabbed. Dozens of pairs of eyes saw it with her own eyes."
Mu Qing was stunned for a moment, then jumped up and said, "What the hell! Shangguan Xun really dares to stab my friend, damn! Dad, I'm leaving!"
Mu Shilang looked at Mu Qingfeng's figure swept away, but his brows furrowed slightly.
I always feel like there's something in my mind that I can't grasp at once.
There is only one thought left: is it a coincidence that Miss Ling San and Mr. Shangguan were injured last night?
What is it if not a coincidence?
Shaking his head, he really thought wrong. No matter what, it couldn't be related to Mr. Duan's case.