Volume 1 Yangcheng Shaojie Chapter 17 I can't bear it
Over there, Xiang Lanjing and the third brother of the Lan family, their followers, and a group of soldiers and ruffians from the patrol battalion had just escaped with their tails between their legs, and the head of the Lan family had already entered the gate of the Wenjia Workshop that had been removed from the guard, and had met the ancestor Shangshu Wen.
"Today, thanks to Feng Shuai's righteous rescue, otherwise I am afraid that the jade will be burned in one acre and three points of land in this workshop!" The chubby prince regained his trademark amiable smile, but Lan Wang could still clearly distinguish the slight fear on his face.
"Lord Wen, where are you talking! It is the duty of the border army of Yangguan Town to guard the frontier and ensure the safety of one party. Lan Fengshan returned the salute with a fist.
"What's more, I also received an urgent report from my family, saying that the dog was young and stubborn, and he was not doing his job, and he was unfortunately messing around in the Wenjia Workshop in the west of the city, so he rushed over in a hurry. Has Prince Wen ever seen a dog? Just a 10-year-old kid with two roots on his legs? That stinky boy didn't bother you, did he? β
When Lan Wang heard this, he secretly scolded himself: "Hehe, this cheap father, the first thing I did when I met was not to ask if his son was safe, but to ask him if he was naughty!" Also, that's a high-intelligence bioengineering walker, not a tree root!! β
"Where, where! This time, the workshop was preserved, thanks to your son! If it weren't for the noble son's wonderful medical hand and medicine to cure the disease, the patients who were injured in the accident before would not have been able to save their lives! The credit for resisting the mob is also indispensable to the noble son! The noble son can not panic when he is young, calm and steady as Mount Tai, Wen is really impressed! Prince Wen was not ambiguous at all, and with a smile on his face, he directly opened the commercial mutual blowing mode.
But our Lan Dagongzi's reaction was still a beat slower - hearing Wen Shili's words, Lan Wang suddenly came back to his senses: "Old Fox Wen and Old Fox Zu really know my cheap father!" Not only that, but they have already found out who I am! β
Before Lan Wang could take a step forward and smear the soles of his legs and feet, Prince Wen had already turned around, pointed in the direction of "Divine Doctor Chen", and said to Lan Fengshan with a smile: "Your son is safe and sound, it's over there!" β
"It's strange to say, I seem to have an inextricable fate with your Lan family, I owe the favor of three generations of your Lan family's grandparents, and I don't know when I can pay it back! It's better to do this, I'll do it another day, please Feng Shuai's family... β
"Shopkeeper Wen, let's talk later, Lan will go and take care of my unsuccessful bear child first!" Lan Fengshan neatly interrupted Prince Wen's compliments, directly turned the horse's head, and came in the direction of Lan Wang with murderous energy.
The traverser knows that it is a blessing or a curse, and that it is a disaster that cannot be avoided.
Order had been restored near the gate of the workshop at this time, but whether it was the craftsmen who were cleaning the battlefield and tidying up the shed, or the guards who were already preparing to close the team, they were attracted by this scene of the burlesque of "Tiger Father Governing Dog", and they all stopped to watch the excitement; Director Li Changting, who was still heroic and fearless just now, had already quietly hid far away at this time, secretly observing in the factory on the side; The most outrageous ones belong to Zu Yuan and Wen Shili, the fat and thin two generals--the two old men simply didn't even move the ground, just stood in place and snickered and waited to see Lan Wang's appearance.
Before General Lan Da, who was more than 1.9 meters tall, flew off his horse and scooped up Lan Wang and carried it on his shoulders like catching a chicken, our traverser had already realized that he was not injured by the enemy, but was put on a shoulder by his own people!
"Dad! Put me down! Put me down! There's nothing wrong with a child, there's nothing wrong with that! I'm not here to play, I'm not here to play! Not really! Father! Put me down... In front of everyone's eyes, Lan Fengshan ignored Lan Wang's desperate kicking and struggling on his shoulder, but he didn't let go, and gritted his teeth while carrying him away, and said with a "hideous" face: "Stinky boy, I thought that no one would cure you with both hands, right?" Dare to go to the house to uncover the tiles, right?! Well?! β
"I don't dare to reward you for the stew, but your mother has the tricks to clean you up! Don't be honest yet! β
General Lan carried Lan Wang on his shoulders and turned over on his horse, and clenched his fists to the people around him to accuse: "Everyone, Lan's family education is not strict, so you can laugh!" It's not convenient today, I'll definitely invite you to drink another day! β
After that, carrying the young master Lan who was still kicking, he flew away with a group of guards.
Naturally, our young master Lan will not really have anything to do - the father does not dare to beat him, no one in the family can cure him, and the old lady is soft-hearted. In the end, the "punishment" for Lan Wang was still raised high and gently fallen: he would never be allowed to go to Lan's Medical Center for consultation in the future.
However, this punishment, which seemed to be a great blow to the great cause of traversing, did not seem to fall on Lan Wang's pain point - because our Lan Da Young Master had more serious and troublesome things to worry about.
Even without Lan Fengshan's punishment, Lan Wang would not be able to go to the Lan Clinic's Medical Center to treat people in the future.
Because of the coincidence, the Lan Medical Center was burned down when Lan Wang went to support Wenjia Workshop!
The next morning, the neighbors around Guiyang Street saw a ten-year-old child standing in front of the Lan Medical Center, which had long since turned into a pile of charred ruins, with his fists clenched, his bones rattling, and his face gloomy and dripping.
According to the owner of the stall selling breakfast on the street, just yesterday morning after Lan Wang and his party hurriedly left his stall without eating a few bites, the flames suddenly rose from the Lan medical hall without warning, and there was no fire, no smoke, no small fire that was very common at the beginning of the fire, and it was a raging flame as soon as it broke out. So said the stall owner. With just one cup of tea, the flames completely engulfed the main building of the medical hall and the small courtyard behind it, and all the wooden parts burned in the blink of an eye, leaving nothing left. The most bizarre thing is that just as the neighbors called friends to come to extinguish the fire with all kinds of things, they were shocked to see that the flames only burned down a small house in the Lan Medical Center, and all the other houses in the vicinity of the medical center were unscathed! According to the eyewitnesses interviewed by Lan Wang, the flames "seemed to be blocked by something invisible, and did not spread outward, but after burning for a while, they extinguished themselves!" β
Lan Wang remembers very well: he did not have any flammable or explosive materials in the infirmary. Therefore, there is only one explanation for the cause of this fire: someone set it on fire.
The accident in Wenjia's workshop coincidentally made Lan Wang narrowly avoid another assassination!
But the people who came to put out the fire also saw it clearly, the flames appeared suddenly, and they were already irrepressible without any development process. The most paradoxical thing is that all witnesses testified that no one came within fifty steps of Lan's Medical Center before the fire. How the hell did the perpetrator set the fire? What's more, if you want to make flammable materials suddenly burst into an uncontrollable fire without warning, even the alcohol and gasoline in the original plane can't do it!
Lan Wang slowly raised his legs and walked up the steps, rummaging around in the ruins, hoping to find some clues. After thinking for a long time, he turned to the bolt who had been following him all this time and asked:
"Where was my father when the hospital caught fire yesterday?"
"As soon as the master heard the news of the fire, he rushed out of the house directly, and he was relieved to learn that the young master was not in the hospital hall at all! But when I turned around, a messenger came rushing over, saying that young master, you were called to the Wenjia Workshop in the west of the city to go to the doctor, but the Wenjia Workshop was besieged, and the young master was trapped there! The old man didn't say a word, and immediately raised troops and went to the workshop! β
"Then do you remember: Were there any suspicious people around our house yesterday, or anything else out of the ordinary?"
The bolt frowned and thought for a while before replying with an embarrassed face: "No! Even if there is, I can't remember all the bolts, if you don't worry, young master, you should ask the porter, he has been staring around our mansion yesterday, maybe he saw something! β
Lan Wang did not take the embolus this time. Without saying a word, he continued to rummage through the ruins until he reached the location where the counter used to be. He laboriously moved aside several pieces of charred wooden counter to find the drawer he usually used to hold important documents. The traverser breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that there were no signs of brute force on the large blackened iron lock on the drawer, and that all the "confidential documents" in the drawer had been burned to ashes.
If those weapon sketches you drew end up in the hands of the assassins, then it's a big deal!
"Fortunately, I kept an eye on it at the time, soaked the paper with combustion liquid, and then dried it for use, I thought it was a bit redundant, but I didn't expect it to really plug a fatal loophole!"
Lan Wang realized that some of the habits that had been left over from his previous life and his way of thinking about judging problems were playing their due role. It's just that... Who wants to kill themselves this time? Are the same Assassins this time as the last one? How did they set the fire, and how did they manage to allow the fire to expand so quickly that it was eventually confined to a certain area?
Young Master Lan thought as he gently twisted the ashes of the confetti with his hands.
"Something happened to Wenjia Workshop... I'm going to help... Workshop accidents... Mobs storming the workshop... A fire broke out in Lan's Hospital... Cheap daddy to check it out... Lord Wen asked for help... Cheap Daddy was notified to go to the workshop to find meγγγγγγ β
The traverser closed his eyes and quickly combed through the seemingly chaotic clues that had already appeared in his mind, trying to find any clues from them.
"Workshop accident ... A fire broke out in the hospital... Workshop accidents... A fire broke out in the hospital... Assassination...... β
Suddenly, Lan Wang's eyes suddenly opened, and the essence flickered in them!
"Bolt, prepare the horse, go to the Wenjia workshop!" The traverser turned his head sharply and whispered.
"Young Master! This won't work! The lord said... β
"Less nonsense! If you are told to go, you will go! β
Riding on a horse and galloping, the clues in Young Master Lan's mind, which were originally a mess, gradually became clear.
"If I can soak the documents in flammable liquid, why can't the other party also use some flammable substance to manipulate the building materials of the medical hall? As long as the wooden components used in the construction of the hospital are pretreated with flammable substances, and then the opportunity is found to ignite the fire; Flame containment is also very simple, theoretically by sprinkling flame retardant on the critical path of flame propagation. I just don't know, what are the flammable liquids and flame retardants used by the assassins this time? Also, how did the other side delay igniting the flames like detonating a time bomb? β
Intuitively, Lan Wang believed that the assassination was the work of some gangs or gangsters: "The use of simple tricks similar to magic to intimidate and deter is the usual method of the gang's gangs. If this kind of thing were to be put on the plane, most of them would be frightened by the flying catastrophe of this almost supernatural event. In that case, it will be easier for the other party to make the next step. β
The traverser's brain continued to run rapidly: "Although it is not completely certain at this time, if the fire in the medical hall was caused by the Huidaomen, then the attack on the Wenjia Workshop and the fire in the medical hall are most likely not isolated. If such an accurate time difference is not the other party's crooked attack, then this is a well-planned conspiracy! β
"Once the mob storms the Wenjia Workshop, then the only one who can save the Workshop is my cheap father's pro-barracks. If you create chaos somewhere in the city while attacking the workshop and divert the attention of the Lan family's mansion, then the workshop will be finished! THE POINT OF DIVERSION IS ... Lan's Medical Center. β
"Burning down the Lan Doctor's Medical Hall with a time difference can not only attract the attention of the Lan family, but also kill me easily... The other party is really calculating! β
Thinking of this, Lan Wang hurried to the workshop. He knew that the breakthrough to solve the dilemma was in the workshop.
Young Master Lan's horse galloped past the gate of Wenjia's workshop. At this time, the workers in the workshop were already busy, and there was no one at the door, and naturally no one stopped Lan Wang. But it just so happened that Director Li Changting Li was cautiously holding a porcelain jar and walking towards the laboratory, Lan Wang couldn't "stop" in time, and almost took his only friend who could speak to the ground (Wen Tongxin was still lying on the bed recuperating at this time).
"Be careful! Look at the dot road! Why are you like this, you don't ---- Chen when you enter the door of the workshop... Dr. Chen? What are you doing here? "Director Li was just about to shout and curse, when he found that the person on the horse was Lan Wang.
Young Master Lan reined in his horse and stood still, "I don't have time to fart with you today!" Where are the prisoners we took yesterday when we dispersed the mob and kept them? Take me to see it! β
"What are you looking for that scum? Yesterday, we arrested more than 20 people in a full fight, and because the burns were too serious and there was a lack of medical treatment, seven died in one night! I don't know how many of them can catch their breath at this time, but I guess there are only twelve or thirteen left, right? Lord Wen... β
"Why are you a science student talking so inky! I'll just ask you where you are?! "Young Master Lan was in a hurry, and all kinds of words that were out of place in this era came out.
βγγγ The corpse is standing in an idle warehouse at the back, temporarily guarded by a few apprentices on leave, do you want me to take you there? β
"Hurry up, hurry up! You shopkeeper is such a shrewd and cunning person, why can't you think of interrogating these goods and seeing if you can dig up any materials?! β
"Where is the time! Yesterday afternoon, everyone was busy cleaning up the mess in the steam engine workshop, where did they get the effort to take care of a few rotten boys! Director Li hurriedly put down the jar in his hand, and trotted all the way to catch up with Lan Wang's horse, "Right behind that, I'll open the door for you... Be careful, don't touch that jar, it's an important piece of evidence in the steam engine explosion! The lab is still waiting for testing! β
"Good, good! You're the supervisor, you have the final say! Let's both stop talking nonsense and lead the way! β
Li Changting commanded a few apprentices to open the heavy door of the warehouse when a smell of mildew and rancid smell came to his face. After Lan Wang adjusted to the dim light in the warehouse, he could see clearly: there was a bloody and unrecognizable wound lying on the ground, and it looked like the mob that had stormed the factory yesterday.
"Boss Wen took a look at it before, and said that these people are all ruffians and hooligans with numbers on the street, all of them are hob meat, and many people don't know how many times they have entered the yamen, and they basically live by fighting and touching porcelain. You can't do it to these people, soft and hard, and you can't ask about their current bird appearance... β
In the next second, Director Li's words were stuck in his throat.
He saw that the ten-year-old boy from the Lan family first stomped his feet violently, and woke up all the hooligans who were sleeping on the ground with the vibration of the floor; When he saw that the sleepy eyes of all the captives had turned to him, he did not say much, but picked up a short scoundrel lying at his feet, and with little effort his iron tongs snapped the unfortunate man's neck.
"You... What are you doing?! Rao is Director Li knew that this kid was on his side, and he was also scared into a cold sweat.
Lan Wang didn't answer, but said to the remaining prisoners in a calm but extremely cold voice: "Tell me who instructed you to storm the workshop, and you will be able to live, otherwise, this guy will be your example." β
The eyes of all the hooligans widened in unison, making them look like a neat row of ducks choked by the neck, waiting to be slaughtered.
In the next second, the already foul air in the warehouse suddenly mixed with the smell of urine and excrement - Lan Wang only killed one person and said a word, and almost everyone who was left scared to the point of feces and urine. All the prisoners didn't care about the inflamed wounds and wounds on their bodies, and struggled desperately on the ground and squirmed, the screams of "grandpa spare", "good man spare", "young master spare" echoed in all directions, and a few prisoners who were lying far away from Lan Wang couldn't care about their own inability to walk, and they desperately crawled as far away as possible from this little devil who killed people if they didn't agree with each other.
Lan Wang lightly grabbed the second prisoner: "Say, who asked you to come?" β
"Yes ... Be... Be... "The two victims of this brother were already shaking and sifting chaff, and they couldn't speak.
"Don't say yes, do you? Yes. There was another "click", and the prisoner's neck was also broken.
The traverser did the same, and grabbed the third: "He doesn't know, so do you know?" β
"I... I... I still have a family, what if... If I had said ... β
Or a "click".
Young Master Lan seemed to be a little impatient, and when he grabbed the fourth hooligan, he spoke like gold: "Come on!" β
"Yes ... It's the Jianglong Gang! They called me! The fourth victim panicked, but finally told the truth, and the rest of the hooligans nodded their heads in agreement.
"Good, you're all free." Lan Wang was still expressionless. He snapped the fourth man's neck, then picked up an iron drill from the side of the warehouse door.
The next moment, half of the Wenjia Workshop heard a scream from the idle warehouse.