shouted loudly a few times, the door slammed on the sky, but there was no movement inside, Wang Tong frowned and looked at the door, feeling more and more wrong, and turned back to Sun Dahai and the others and said:

"Two people go in and open the door!"

These people wished that they would have a chance to perform in front of Wang Tong, and when they heard this order, they selected two nimble players, each of whom was supported by two people, and lifted them directly over the wall.

After a while, the latch of the door twitched, the door opened from the inside, Wang Tong led the people to rush in, the door of the house was also closed, Wang Tong stepped forward and slapped a few times The same was closed, Wang Tong took out the dagger on his waist, cut out a small hole in the window, leaned over to take a look, trembled violently, and then turned to Ma Sanbiao and shouted:

"Three standards, split the door!"

Ma Sanbiao's strength was not ambiguous, and after a few splits, the door was directly smashed open.

As soon as the door opened, all the brocade guards outside the door stepped back, and on the beam hung a woman, with a long tongue sticking out, and her lifeless eyes staring directly at the door, and there was an overturned stool underneath, apparently hanged herself.

What Wang Tong saw on the window hole was a pair of dangling feet, and a hanged person suddenly appeared in front of everyone, and the impact was really not small.

Wang Tong reacted quickly and exclaimed:

"Sister-in-law, you guys go and put people down, and the others follow me in to have a look!"

This is the wife of the shopkeeper Zhao, Wang Tong has seen it many times before, but he didn't expect that the Spring Festival was actually separated by yin and yang, Sun Dahai and others pulled out the waist knife, and rushed down with Wang Tong.

A group of people rushed in, and just as they were about to separate to find it, one of the brocade guards who was running at the front suddenly screamed and jumped to the side.

The already nervous crowd was startled by his action, and Sun Dahai felt even more embarrassed and was about to scold, when he heard the brocade guard shouting:

"There's a kid sitting here."

shouted here, and the few brocade guards who helped people down over there also shouted:

"My lord, this aunt's body is stiff, and she is dead!"

Although Wang Tong's surname has a brave and ruthless side, but in the face of this kind of violent corpse, his heart is a little worried, and when he heard the shouting, he remembered Zhao Jinliang, the only son of Zhao Shopkeeper, that is Zhao Shopkeeper's only forty years old, just seven years old this year, very lively and cute, don't do anything.

He walked quickly to the door of the side room, and couldn't help but be startled, Zhao Jinliang was sitting in the door of the side room wearing a small cotton jacket, his face was covered with congealed blood.

A little boy with a bloody face sat there, not at all angry, not even alive or dead, and anyone who suddenly saw it would be startled.

"Xiao Liang!! Xiao Liang!! What happened to you! ”

Wang Tong shouted twice, Zhao Jinliang, who was sitting there, slowly raised his head, and after seeing Wang Tong's concerned face, he said indifferently:

"It turned out to be Uncle Wang......"

There is no expression on his face, and his movements are stiff like puppets, this action proves that Zhao Jinliang is still alive, but this action is not angry at all, which is even more worrying.

"Xiaoliang, what's going on in your house!!"

Zhao Jinliang slowly raised his hand and pointed at Wang Tong's back, and Mu Ran said:

"Uncle Wang, my dad is there!"

The child's movements made Wang Tong feel the chill on his back, and at this time, the brocade guard behind him also shouted, Wang Tong turned his head to look, and at the door of the bedroom opposite, he also saw a person hanging there, it was the shopkeeper Zhao.

Ma Sanbiao also knew this shopkeeper Zhao, and he was a little overwhelmed when he saw such a miserable scene in the middle of the festival, and Sun Dahai led a few people to put down the shopkeeper Zhao.

"My lord, this person is already stiff, almost half the night, and he is not saved."

Sun Dahai went to Wang Tong's side and whispered, Wang Tong's hand was shaking all the time, and when he heard Sun Dahai speak, he quickly took a deep breath and said in a deep voice:

"Guard the door first, and go to find the catchers and servants of Shuntian Mansion."

Although Jinyiwei can maintain law and order and assist in the investigation, if there is no order, he is not qualified to convict and deal with civilian crimes, and the local government has to do it.

There were already idlers who came out to shop at the door of the house to probe their brains to see the excitement, Sun Dahai nodded and was about to make arrangements, but when he saw Zhao Jinliang who was still sitting there, he asked in a low voice:

"My lord, this kid is waiting for the messenger to be handed over to Shuntian Mansion?"

Wang Tong hesitated, but still shook his head, stepped forward and hugged Zhao Jinliang, sighed and said:

"I'll take the child back first, ask for verification or something, and let the officials go to find me!"

If these children are not brought back by their relatives, they will be sold after staying in the government for a few days, but they will abuse the children, and it is better to take them back and take care of them themselves.

The brocade guard in front of him loudly dispersed the idlers, Wang Tong hugged the stiff and cold Zhao Jinliang and walked out, the body of Zhao's shopkeeper's wife was placed by the door, Zhao Jinliang looked at it, and said lightly:

"Oh, so my mother is dead, too."

Then he didn't say anything, these words without a trace of popularity made Wang Tong's heart twitch, hugged him tighter, and walked outside the door, Wang Tong said to Sun Dahai and others:

"It's been a delay for the New Year, brothers, wait for something, I'll invite everyone to eat and drink!!"

Everyone laughed, and Sun Dahai patted his chest and said:

"Where do you speak, it's just an internal matter, according to the rules, our brothers will invite adults to eat and drink after the New Year!"

Leaving someone here to deal with it, Wang Tong and Ma Sanbiao walked towards home with calm faces, there were already a lot of people on the road, but when they saw the child with blood in Wang Tong's arms, they all hurriedly dodged away.

"Let Aunt Ma boil some water and wipe the blood on this child's body, and I still have a few sets of old clothes from my childhood, bring them to him to change."

When he arrived at the door, Wang Tong handed over the child to Ma Sanbiao, and first went back to his house to change clothes, now his identity is different, and there will be more or less guests to visit, and the clothes stained with a lot of blood are not suitable.

The joy brought by the Spring Festival has disappeared, Wang Tong changed his clothes, and always felt heavy and uncomfortable in his heart, what kind of thing can make the wealthy Zhao Shopkeeper and his wife leave their young son and hang themselves on Chinese New Year's Eve.

It's really a coincidence, after changing clothes, Zou Yi led two people to visit, everything was as usual on the south street, and the back side of Wang Tong's residence was busy, in fact, in the area that was demarcated, the people who moved and demolished and planned to build did not rest for the New Year, after all, it was a task assigned by the palace.

Wang Tong's original intention was to keep the golden egg-laying chicken on Nanjie, and then attract a large number of people through this martial arts hall, which was the icing on the cake when the time came.

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