In his previous life, when Lan Wang was a mercenary, there were only two kinds of tasks: dealing with the dead and dealing with the living.

The task of dealing with the dead is simple, just do the target; The task of dealing with the living is a little more complicated, and there are more conditions and more concerns.

For the dead cannot speak, only the living can speak. A dead assassination target may mean a large bounty, but a dead spy has no value.

From the perspective of intelligence warfare, only when a captured enemy prisoner confesses alive can he truly provide clues for our next move.

This also made Lan Wang temporarily change his mind, and did not insert the iron drill into the mouth, throat, or heart of the old man in black.

Our time-travelers know that this now-half-dead captive has not yet been drained of its surplus value. So, he can't braided his hair yet.

Since the crossing, he has been secretly plotted so many times by the black hand hidden in the shadows, and Lan Wang's heart has long been silted with a fire, a fire of revenge. As long as he doesn't find out who wants to be bad for the Lan family's room, the Lan family, and the traverser, Lan Wang won't be able to sleep peacefully for a day. Although it is pleasant and relieving to go on a killing spree in Lao Stork Street, the aftermath is equally important. Killing can deter the opponent, but if you want to grab the tail of the hidden mole, the clue of the investigation cannot be broken.

Young Master Lan didn't know how much this old man in black knew, but a fool could realize that this old thing was still in stock and hadn't spit it out!

So, Lan Wang didn't talk nonsense with this captive, but directly slapped the old man's side neck, making him roll his eyes and faint, and then took out the silver needle he carried with him and pierced several acupuncture points in the old man's hands, feet and heart, stopping the bleeding from his wound and restricting his mobility. After that, the old mercenary stripped the old man of all his hands, and from the black robe he took off, two short blades, seven throwing knives, five packets of messy poison, and all kinds of small bits and pieces of money were shaken out. And that's not all: Young Master Lan examined the old man's naked body from top to bottom, not sparing every inch of skin and hair, even the mouth, nostrils, and anus, and just found a bag of poison disguised as a plaster and hidden close to the inner left thigh.

"Sure enough, it's the Gu Poison Sect, there is not a single serious weapon on his body, it is all entrained private goods!"

Lan Wang laughed shamefully as he tore down the curtains in the living room of the teahouse, twisted them into ropes and tied the old man tightly, completing the last step of capturing the captives.

Master Lan then briefly searched the inside of the teahouse and found a small vault containing a large amount of the gang's savings, and immediately picked up the old man in black—ah, no, the naked old man—and hurried out of the "murder scene" with the old man in black tied up like a livestock to be slaughtered.

As for the rest of the property, it should be a little labor fee for those who came to collect the corpse!

Although the city of Yangguan Town is a big city in the Ling Dynasty, it is still incomparable in scale with the modern super cities of the original plane, which often have five rings, six rings and seven rings. In such a relatively small settlement, any big piece of news can spread quickly, let alone a horrific mass homicide.

So when Lan Wang, wearing a straw hat and dragging straw sandals, carrying two huge bamboo baskets covered with straw mats with an iron chisel, disguised as a small peasant who had entered the town to sell goods, slowly returned to the front of the Wenjia Workshop, the whole west and south of the city were already agitated, and in the streets, docks, restaurants, teahouses, and residences, there were good people talking and whispering to each other, and everywhere there were people talking about the bloody incident that had just happened on Lao Stork Street.

"Have you heard, even the water is dyed red!"

"Isn't it, miserable! I went to walk before, and there was a smell of blood at three intersections from Lao Stork Street, and I thought it was a butcher who was killing pigs and sheep, but I didn't expect it...... I'm afraid, I'm really afraid! “

"They said that the entire Jianglong Gang Headquarters was killed completely, and there was no one left! That's hundreds of young people, even a few hundred pigs have to be slaughtered for a few days, right?! “

"I'm also wondering, is this famous Jianglong Gang all waste snacks?! Tell me, killing hundreds of people with a cup of tea, even heavenly soldiers and generals can't do it! ”

"I have a cousin who is on an errand in the Yamen, and when he went to collect the corpse on Lao Stork Street, he saw it with his own eyes: the invincible Cui gang leader was pierced through the eye socket!"

"Good fellow, whose hand is this? The Jianglong Gang is the black street overlord in the middle reaches of the river and the river, and the government doesn't dare to provoke it, let alone other stinky fish and rotten shrimp! Not to mention the business of the Jianglong Gang Headquarters on Lao Stork Street and the second room of the Lan family, you say this ......"

"Ahh The tongue of the Lan family, can you chew it?! “

......

Lan Wang was very satisfied with the horror propaganda effect of his "masterpiece" - he had a good grasp of the heat in this operation, and although he did not make any fatal mistakes, although he did not make any fatal mistakes.

Our traveler swaggered into the door of the workshop with his shoulder, and happened to meet Director Li who was taking a cool spot in the shade outside the laboratory.

"Who's this kid, this is not a place to do business! I also take an iron rod as a flat burden, and it is not too heavy! Hurry up and ------ Lan ...... Lan Dashao?! “

Lan Wang suddenly felt that this science student who had crossed over had to find a way to take a good look at ophthalmology.

"Silence! I'm afraid that outsiders won't find out, or what! Lan Wang stopped in a deep voice, "This is not the place to speak. Is Boss Wen here? “

"Boss Wen is not in the workshop now, maybe he has gone home." Li Changting's face was embarrassed.

"Take me to his house." Lan Wang said.

"Huh? Are you sure? “

"Of course, do you think I'm joking? This flat shoulder contains important goods, and only you and I and Prince Wen can see it at present! “

”...... Okay, I'll go to the lab and give an explanation, send the apprentices away, and lock the door. “

Two traversers walked on the street in the afternoon in Yangguan Town.

"As soon as I heard the guy at the tea shed on the side of the road say that something happened on the old stork street, I knew that you must have succeeded." Li Changting used a reed fan to blow a cool breeze on himself, "You are fast enough, the time of hundreds of people to blink is gone!" It seems that in the future, the safety of my Li and the shopkeeper will depend on you! The head of the chemical department quipped.

"But what you said to Shopkeeper Wen today when he was agitating the Fa, I can hear it clearly from afar. You're so daring! I've been eating at Wenjia Workshop for a long time, and I've never seen anyone dare to talk to him like that! No matter how down-and-out people are, they are also iron hat kings, which can be compared to us flat-headed people! Then again, how did you find out that his wife, son, and daughter-in-law were all killed? “

"Isn't that easy?" Young Master Lan chewed half of the hay in his mouth like a coolie, "I have played chess with him several times, and every time I see him, no matter what clothes he wears or how he dresses, he always has three red wooden thorns stuck in his bun. This ornament-like wooden thorn is made from the dried wood of ancient blood, and was originally a traditional ornament worn by the children of the Jiangnan Wen family. Hundreds of years ago, when the Wen family had just started to build a country, Emperor Taizu of the Ling Dynasty - that is, the sixth ancestor of the emperor who is now reigning - in order to commemorate the heroes of their Wen family who died in the process of fighting the country, this ornament was given a new meaning of "not forgetting hatred". Each wooden thorn represents an immediate relative who has been killed by the enemy, and the deeper the hatred, the more wooden thorns there are, and the piercing of the bun is to remind the avenger not to forget the blood feud. This custom was maintained in the early days of the Ling Dynasty, but later, as the world gradually settled down and became more and more peaceful, this wolf-like tradition gradually disappeared, and now it is little known, and most people are unlikely to understand the meaning even if they notice this accessory of Prince Wen. Prince Wen is very old, and his elders are basically gone, but the records on the "Official Xiu Wen Clan Royal Family Chronicles" I saw show that the immediate family members of the royal family who are higher in rank than Prince Wen are all good deaths, and there are no unnatural deaths; Correspondingly, Prince Wen did not have any siblings other than the previous emperor, and the records of his spouse and blood lineage below him seemed to have been erased from the history books out of thin air. Combined with the phrase 'grandson is the only seedling' when I rescued his grandson, who is the director of the steamer room, everything is obvious. “

"Good fellow, you know a lot! When did you do your research? “

"Of course, it's time to go to the clinic! For more than a year, I spent most of my time in the infirmary, and there was not a single patient, so what could I do without reading? Lan Wangyi grinned bitterly.

"By the way, I overheard the rumors spreading on the street just now, saying that the master behind the Jianglong Gang is actually the second room of the Lan family, that is, my cousin of Jiao'er Langdang. Boss Wen, did he already know about this? “

"You already knew?" Director Li's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at Lan Wang like a monster, "I'm afraid that no one in the entire Yangguan Town doesn't know about this matter, right?" This is already an open secret, but the grass people in the market are afraid of the Lan family's second room and the Jianglong gang, so they don't dare to discuss it openly and casually. You don't know it yet, do you? ”

Young Master Lan immediately realized that he had made a low-level mistake in intelligence gathering. I have been focusing on collecting those secret information, and I don't pay too much attention to these semi-public, rumored information, so that there are blind spots in intelligence information. But fortunately, this mistake did not bring any serious consequences: after learning that the mob that attacked the workshop was pulled out by the Jianglong Gang, Lan Wang had already linked the Jianglong Gang and the second room of the Lan family together - nonsense, how can there be such a coincidence in the world, the front foot mob came to make trouble, and the rear foot patrol battalion came to demolish it?!

"I really don't know about it. But now that I know, that's enough. What we can be sure of now is that the Jianglong Gang is a dog raised by my cousin's family. There is another thing that I can't be sure of: I wiped out the Jianglong Gang this time, and caught a person from the Gu Poison Sect by the way. This person seems to be a high-ranking member of the Guild Sect organization, and he claims that the Gu Poison Sect can be responsible for the two assassinations I suffered before. I also want to find out what kind of festival our Lan family has with this old Shizi's Gu Poison Sect. “

"You've been assassinated twice?! He also provoked the Gu Poison Sect?! That's a behemoth on the rivers and lakes, one of the largest sects in the entire Ling Kingdom! Li Changting exclaimed in a low voice, "Also, you also caught a prisoner?" Where are they locked up? ”

"I also want to know how I got into trouble with this Jianghu group with a strong Jin Yong flavor." Lan Wang frowned, "As for the captive......

He lifted the corner of the straw mat that was covered with the flat basket on the side of Director Li.

The old man in black just now was naked, tied up like a hairy crab, curled up and lying in a narrow bamboo basket.

"Damn, you're still carrying a big living person!" Li Changting almost jumped up, "What is your old man picking on the other end of the flat shoulder?" It can't be a human head, right? “

"Where is it so scary!" Young Master Lan laughed out loud, "It's all the belongings I looted from the small treasury of the Jianglong Gang Headquarters, most of them are golden tickets, only a few pieces of broken gold and a little jewelry. However, these golden tickets are the exchange vouchers of the money bank, all of which are anonymous, and it is very convenient for us to cash them out separately at that time. ”

Lan Wang could lower his voice: "I took a cursory look, the golden ticket alone is worth more than 200,000 gold, and this is not counting those hard currencies!" ”