Section 24 undercurrents

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Wang Wu led a group of people to hurry over, and the corpse was lying alone on the ground, covered with a layer of white cloth, and I don't know who it was.

Wang Wu asked, "Who is this person, and why is it covered with a white cloth?" ā€

A servant approached his side and said, "This is, this is." ā€

"What it is, you make it clear. ā€

The official thought about it and muttered a few words in her ear, which suddenly startled Wang Wu and exclaimed, "What did you say?" hurriedly stepped forward and lifted the white cloth, and saw that although the person's face was pale and bloodless, he could still see who it was, it was Wang Jin, the son of the Wang family.

It's bad, something really happened now, Wang Wu walked around and muttered in his heart, "What should I do, what should I do." ā€

After thinking for a while, he turned his head and lowered his voice and asked the officer, "Have you informed Lord Wang's family?"

"Not yet, I'm waiting for you to come up with an idea. The man replied.

"You, do you still need me to teach you this kind of thing? Why don't you go to Lord Wang's house to inform you? ā€

"Yes, yes. I'll go. The man nodded, turned around and walked a few steps before he stopped and said, "Don't go, boss." ā€

"How?"

"Lord Wang is here. ā€

Lord Wang could see that he was in a hurry, his breath was very unstable, even if he deliberately hid it, he was still aware of it, followed by a large group of guards with knives who were menacing, waving his hand to let the guards who followed stand still, one passed through the crowd and didn't ask anything, just stepped forward and lifted the white cloth, with disbelief and suspicion, until he saw the true face of the corpse, he couldn't help but fall to the ground and burst into tears: "Son, my son, tell my father why this is happening, why?"

Is this still the same Lord Wang that I often see? Is this still the Lord Wang who is graceful and luxurious, and I don't know how beautiful it is in front of people? Now the person crying in front of me is not a high-ranking official, but a father, a poor father who has lost his child.

It's really embarrassing to see such a scene, the white-haired person sending the black-haired person has always been the most miserable thing in the world, seeing that the son is in front of him, but they can't touch each other, always one in the yin and the other in the yang.

Everyone was quiet for a while, maybe they were silently comforting, maybe they wanted to leave a little space for the two of them, or maybe everyone didn't know what to say.

I just know that the atmosphere is very oppressive.

The clouds in the sky are surging more fiercely, pressing lower and lower, obviously silent, but everyone knows that the quieter it is, the more fierce it is, and this rain is about to fall.

Lord Wang suddenly stopped crying, staggered and was about to stand up, several guards saw that they were busy stepping forward to help, but Lord Wang pushed away the comer, stood up with his own strength, stabilized for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Send the young master back to the house." ā€

"Yes. ā€

Several people set up a simple shelf to carry Wang Jin up and was about to leave, but Wang Wu stepped forward to stop: "Can you wait, my lord, we still need to collect evidence in this case, and there may be some clues to follow on your son's body." ā€

Lord Wang stared at his eyes and said, "With your ability, you can guarantee that you will be able to solve the case?"

"This ......" Wang Wu hesitated but couldn't answer, he knew that he really didn't have this ability, he sighed in his heart, and no longer stopped him.

"Then what do you want to make me believe you?" After a pause, he said sharply: "Send the young master back to the house!"

Seeing his son's body slowly disappear at the corner of the street, Lord Wang stood still for a long time, his eyes changed several times, there was sadness, pathos, and some unknown emotions, after all, he was restrained.

That Lord Wang is back, but it is a little different from before, but the anger in his body can't stop pouring out.

Shouted: "Someone." ā€

The leading guard took a step forward and knelt on the ground, clenching his fists and commanding: "Here." ā€

"Quickly send men to fence off this town for me, and no one is allowed to go out at any time, not even a fly will let it fly over, understand?"

The lead guard nodded, "Yes." ā€

"This. Wang Wu wanted to say something, but looking at the indomitable momentum of those people, seeing that Lord Wang's voice was fierce, he still didn't say anything after all.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way. Someone opened the way in front, followed by several rows of black-clothed guards clasped their sabers and hurried through with neat steps, and the pedestrians panicked and gave way one after another, watching the group pass by, until the pedestrian disappeared from sight and began to talk for a while.

Someone asked, "What a big formation, what's wrong, what's wrong?"

"Hey, don't you know? The son of the king's family is dead, and this is not the order to seal the city. ā€

"Really?"

"Really. I'm really angry this time, and I'm not happy. ā€

The group rushed to the gate of the city, and the soldiers guarding the city were still fighting, and they were suddenly awakened, and before the gun could be held steadily, two guards came to catch him, and lifted him up with their arms on the left and the right and took him away. The soldier was stunned by this battle, and only then did he react, thinking that the thieves were about to attack the city, and while kicking and struggling, he turned around and shouted: "Help, enemy attack, enemy attack." ā€

Before he could say a few words, someone made a cleaver with his free hand and slashed at his shoulder with a palm to knock him unconscious, and then muttered: "I'm so irritable." ā€

At all checkpoints, wherever there are people entering and leaving, there are heavy guards, and those who enter the city are not blocked, but those who go out of the city are like climbing to the sky.

People who want to go out of the city are stopped at the pass in the city, the backlog of people is crowded, and there are many complaints for a while, complaining, protesting, pleading, one person has a mouth, one mouth says a mouth, in short, when the emotions are excited, a few leaders rushed up and carried the guards with their bodies to rush away from the blockade, seeing that they could not resist the layers of oppression, then a few pairs of supporting guards came, and the people who were making trouble were pushed away, and they lined up in a few lines to block the city gate, "Cangchangchang" Qi Qi drew his saber and stood in front of him, pointing the tip of the knife forward, facing the people who came, and the leader shouted: "Your Excellency has an order, anyone who makes trouble will be killed immediately." ā€

Everyone in unison, "Order." ā€

The bright knife glowed with a faint light, and the people who took the lead in making trouble looked at me, I look at you, and no one dared to make a mistake, and always felt that the tip of the knife was in the direction of himself, as if there was a knife hanging around his neck, and he glanced at the guards secretly, and moved his feet to hide in the crowd.

The undercurrent in the town is surging, as if shrouded in an invisible net, and the people in it seem to be tightly held fish, neither come nor go, and there is no way to escape in between, and they are suddenly panicked, and even the pedestrians on the road are more hurried, and there is no leisure in the past.

San'er looked in the direction of Yihong Mansion as if he was anxiously waiting for something, and the boss leaned on the door frame and quipped leisurely: "Don't look at it, do you know what you look like?"

San'er turned his head: "Like what?"

"It's like the Wangfu Stone that looks through the autumn water. ā€

San'er glanced at it: "I'm a man, okay." ā€

The boss smiled, "Oh, I just saw it." As he spoke, he raised his eyes and looked at the sky and muttered, "I think it's about to change." ā€

San'er looked up curiously, saw that the sky was darker, and nodded: "It's really about to rain lightly." ā€

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