Chapter 1888 Everything is empty, where is the life
"he died."
Xu Zhi's voice echoed in the secret room.
The expected situation of disrupting the first master's retreat and causing the other party to take angry action did not happen.
This is different from the scene imagined by many people.
But for some reason, many people in the Inspection Department breathed a sigh of relief.
Things are not going in the worst direction, nor are they going in the best direction.
At the beginning of the investigation, many people had doubts, but many people did not dare to think in that direction.
Now that Wang Dong was under investigation, he died in seclusion, and everything was over.
The verification of Kujiao is still a dead end, but at least there is no major conflict between the former auxiliary country and the Inspection Department headquarters.
"Autopsy."
Xu Zhi slightly raised the head of the corpse, only to see that the graceful master in the past had scratched his face to pieces.
It's hard to imagine how much the other person went through before he died.
Xu Zhi gave a calm order before letting go of the body and looking around.
Spring Breeze Ten-mile Sword, Thunder Flute, Xiaoyao Fan, Poison Dagger and Cold Moon Blade.
Wang Dong's four grandmaster weapons are all hanging on the weapon rack.
Unlike ordinary masters who are proficient in one discipline, he has learned a lot and is good at a lot of things. He is proficient in swords, flutes, fans, and knives.
Each weapon has its own mystery, and he is very comfortable when fighting enemies, which makes Wang Dong rarely get targeted.
But someone once said that if Wang Dong's practice was not so complex, he might not be the number one master, but he might have a place among the great masters.
As a member of the Kushu cult and established in a temple, Wang Dong not only learned very complicated things, but also behaved in a very complicated way.
Xu Zhi gently stroked the weapon, feeling that each weapon could tell a story.
After a few minutes, he turned to the desk.
Paper, ink and pen.
These are just ordinary things.
What caught Xu Zhi's attention was the words written on the paper.
"Everything is empty, where is life?"
The eight big characters on the paper are particularly eye-catching.
Recalling the topic of "discussing fate" with Wang Dong, Xu Zhi seemed quite silent.
This kind of fate is the worst fate for a great cultivator.
"Why are you like this?"
Coming with full of anger, Song Zhongkai had even prepared his long sword, but he did not expect such a scene.
He had known Wang Dong a long time ago and worked together in the same dynasty. The two parties' governance concepts were very harmonious and there were very few disputes.
Wang Dong took good care of his body and emotions, and they stayed with him day and night for more than ten years.
No matter how bad your heart is, you can't do one thing to him and do another thing behind his back.
Song Zhongkai wanted to question the other party severely, but now his eyes were blank.
He gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, pushed the wheelchair forward, and looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar corpse.
"Why are you like this?"
Looking at Wang Dong's scratched face, Song Zhongkai felt countless painful emotions surge in his heart.
"Headquarters, we have confirmed that the suspect Wang Dong died in mid-June due to a physical collapse caused by overdose of drugs..."
The identity of the deceased, time of death, and cause of death.
After inspection by many people from the Inspection Department, reports were submitted one after another.
Xu Zhi pinched the report in his hand, his hands trembling slightly. His eyes were calm at one moment and furious at the other.
He finally smashed the reports to the ground.
"Go to hell!"
Huo Yingshan and Wang Dong, one went crazy and the other died, and the investigation of the Ku Cult led to a dead end.
Everything is empty, where is life?
Xu Zhi felt that the eight characters in Wang Dong's question were very suitable for him.
Where is this road?
"Headquarters?"
Fan Tiexin on the side let out a low voice.
This made Xu Zhi sort out his emotions and force a smile.
In addition to his own physical strength, when he was really being counter-plotted and couldn't end it, he also used the insanity effect caused by dragon blood as an excuse to cooperate with other people's investigations, and he could also use his physical problems to leave his job safely.
He had many plans, but Wang Dong didn't take any of his moves.
The other party just died.
This made Xu Zhi very unwilling.
Wang Dong should not be an abandoned child of the Ku Cult.
His status is so important that few people can compare to him, whether in the court or in the bitter religion.
This important role did not play against anyone, did not make any calculations, and did not attack any political opponents.
Xu Zhi didn't believe this result.
His angry voice shocked many people.
Only then did some people who were hesitant in guessing the truth confirm the true purpose of Xu Zhi's inspection.
At this time, many people felt cold in their hearts.
Fortunately, Wang Dong is dead. If he had been found out, I don't know how many people would be implicated.
But it may not be easy now.
The current auxiliary state, Lu Sheng'an, was standing nearby.
After such a big thing happened, as long as the outcome was determined, Lu Sheng'an would definitely take advantage of the situation, and the group of people who were favored by Wang Dong in the past would definitely be suppressed.
The bitter religion is like a puddle of mud, and no one is willing to get involved in it.
At least that's the case on the surface.
In order to avoid being implicated and to protect themselves wisely, these people will not even dare to raise objections.
"Compile all the information that can be collected and check for any omissions."
Xu Zhi walked towards the corpse and personally inspected the other party's body.
It has been more than two months since they died, but the bodies of the great cultivators are different from those of ordinary people. Although they are severely corrupted, they are not rotten to the point of maggots.
Many families will even build golden bodies for deceased great cultivators, so that they can maintain their bodies undefeated all year round and provide services for future generations to pay homage to.
Xu Zhi searched for a while, but finally found no results, and then took his hand back.
He bit his lip for a while, and finally said: "Take into custody those involved in the Wang family and the former auxiliary state's residence, and maintain interrogation. If there are any violations, they will be punished, and if there are no violations, they will be released. Grandmaster Wang Dong's body can be buried in..."
"slow!"
Xu Zhi was just about to put an end to this wave of inspections and control the situation within the smallest range of influence, when he heard Song Zhongkai in the room say something, and he immediately stopped talking.
"Situ, come here."
Song Zhongkai's face was full of sullen expression, but there was also a look of doubt on his face.
He waved to Situ Xuankong, who was in a gloomy mood. Situ Xuankong then walked over with his sword in hand.
"Wang Dong has come to you for sparring several times. You should be aware of his body. Take a good look at it. Look carefully. I feel something is wrong, but I can't tell what is wrong," Song Zhongkai said.
Great cultivators have six senses, and they can sense the unusual with an occasional hint of vigilance.
As an emperor, Song Zhongkai was not short of suspicion.
At this time, he was suspicious and couldn't explain it. Situ Xuankong was also quite confused when he heard it.
But after getting along for many years, whether something was really wrong or not, Song Zhongkai had no problem doubting it. This kind of doubt even helped them avoid several murders in previous years.
Although confused, Situ Xuankong paid attention to Song Zhongkai's doubts.
When he glanced at the corpse, he also stretched out his hands, carefully examining every inch of skin and bones.
"Something's wrong."
The more he groped for the corpse, the more serious Situ Xuankong's expression became.
After squeezing it with both hands several times, he raised his head and looked at Song Zhongkai.
"There is something wrong with the meridians all over his body. They are contracting too much compared to normal."
The power of the medicine can cause the meridians to become blocked, stagnant, disordered, and even atrophy that may occur over many years.
But it is impossible for the whole body to shrink in just a few months, especially when Wang Dong went to northern Xinjiang to basically heal his body.
The corpse was still intact, which was very helpful for Situ Xuankong's judgment.
At this time, his face showed a strange color and he looked at Song Zhongkai.
"Drugs?" Song Zhongkai asked doubtfully.
"This can't be caused by drugs. This is shrinkage. What kind of drugs can make the meridians in the whole body shrink?" Situ Xuankong said.
"This is the erysipelas released when Zimulianxincao is poisonous," Xu Zhi added, "it can cause twitching and contraction of the meridians throughout the body."
I had a conversation with Wuya Ye Fulin about the characteristics of the son-mother-linked heart poison. Xu Zhi was familiar with it and gave a brief explanation to the two of them.
His mind suddenly shook, and he suddenly looked at the face of the corpse that was so scratched that it was unrecognizable.
"Wang Dong's mother-in-law's heart poison has already broken out once. Why did he fall to this kind of erysipelas again?"
Taking too much medication and causing the body to collapse is consistent with failure to take medication.
From another perspective, this is also a manifestation of the poisonous relationship between mother and son.
"Could it be that Wang Dong was not the one who died?" Xu Zhi asked doubtfully.
Looking at the corpse, he couldn't help but feel a storm in his heart.