Chapter Ninety-Four: Serial Killing

"Don't worry, big brother. What are you talking about? Regardless of the other people's faces, Gongsun asked to himself.

"It's nothing, he almost fell just now, and I pulled it when I passed by." The prince said with a gloomy face. Gongsun Duan is not a child, and his ugly face is really hard to believe that he will pull him because Gongsun Wu Wu fell! I'm afraid that I wish he had fallen and died!

"Fifth uncle, fifth uncle." As soon as Gongsun Wuwu saw Gongsun Duan, he broke away from the prince's somewhat loose hand and ran to Gongsun Duan with a smile, he pounced on Gongsun Duan, hugged his thighs, and at the age of seven, he was not as tall as Gongsun Duan's legs.

Gongsun picked him up and pinched his little nose.

"Don't worry, today, another restaurant has opened in the city, I'll take you to eat delicious food." Gongsun Wuwu's eyes lit up when he heard that there was something delicious, but when he thought of the more special food at home, he drooped his head.

"Fifth uncle, let's go back to the palace, I'll ask the princess to make Wang Ba soup for you to drink." Gongsun Wuwu looked innocently yearning for the eighth king he brought back from the general's mansion.

Wang Ba Tang ??? Gongsun was stunned. As far as he knew, Princess Ning raised soft-shelled turtles.

The uncle and nephew laughed and left, completely forgetting that there was someone else beside them. The prince looked at their departing figures, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes.

Gongsun was fine, but he felt a gust of wind blowing, but there were more such moments. Gongsun Wuwu felt a chill in his heart inexplicably, and he couldn't help but shudder.

"What's wrong?" Gongsun looked at his frightened appearance and couldn't help but feel distressed. Looking back at the crown prince, he had already left, but Gongsun Duan inexplicably felt that something was fleeting from his mind.

"Don't worry, remember to bring Xiang Ying or Longyang when you go out in the future." Gongsun Wuwu said with a little worry.

Gongsun Wuwu nodded.

In the study of the ninth night of the prince of Ning's mansion. Gongsun told Gongsun Jiuye everything. Gongsun Jiuye looked down at Gongsun Wuwu, who was asleep in his arms. A flash of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"Old Five, how are the things I asked you to arrange." Gongsun Jiuye asked in a cold voice.

"There is some trouble, and I refuse to say it. However, a big man is involved. Gongsun looked at Gongsun Jiuye's fatherly appearance, and couldn't help but feel distressed. His fourth brother! On the surface, it always makes people feel indifferent and detached, but he knows that his fourth brother is actually a very affectionate person. If he regards him as an enemy, you will surely die, and those who are taken by him to his heart, he will protect them with his life.

"Then, let's solve them one by one." Dare to threaten my son! I want to hurt my son! Then let's all die! Gongsun Jiuye's words were extremely ruthless, but Gongsun Duan did not feel ruthless at all, because in his heart, although Gongsun Wuwu was only his nephew, he was distressed as a son. So! Those who dare to threaten him and want to harm him, his grandson will not let him go either!

"Well, that's right. Fourth brother, the medicine and blood ....... Gongsun stopped talking as much as he wanted.

"One thing I wonder is why I can't find her. There are even stranger ones. The people sent to follow her and Qianzimo are all missing. Gongsun Jiuye gently patted Gongsun Wuwu's back and said with a smile.

"Oh? Are they guarded by a master? Gongsun Duan was also curious.

She said they were from the same school, but ...... Who is Master? The corners of Gongsun Jiuye's mouth lifted. Gongsun Duan had nothing to say. Because he doesn't know either.

On the second day, Qian Zimo was still dreaming, but he heard a small voice outside the door in a daze. She couldn't help but frown.

"Who's dead?"

"I heard that it was Chen Yushi, who was killed last night."

"Huh? No way! ”

The conversation of the maids was listened to by Qian Zimo in a daze. However, she still had no intention of opening her eyes.

Go back to sleep!

At noon, outside the Imperial Gate of Kyoto, it was bustling with people, crowds of people, and it was extremely crowded. It's just that such excitement is not something to be happy about.

Nanfeng Yu wandered leisurely on the street. But he wondered why the streets were so deserted today. After inquiring about the shopkeeper of an inn, I realized that something was wrong outside the imperial city gate. He couldn't help but be curious.

Outside the gate of the imperial city, several young men and women knelt on the ground and wept bitterly. Looking up. A bloody human head hung in the air on the gate of the imperial city, the winter weather is always cold and dead, and a thin layer of ice has risen on the head, which can be seen to have been hanging here for a long time.

At the gate of the Chen family, a group of old and young people were also crying, and in front of the gate, a corpse was covered with a white cloth, but the head part was missing. In the morning, when the housekeeper of the Chen family went out to step on the spot, as soon as he opened the door, he saw a corpse hanging in front of the door.

And the news of Chen Yushi's murder also spread throughout Kyoto overnight. As soon as the prince came down to the court, he learned the news and immediately rushed to visit.

And the next day, the same thing happened again, this time, it was Master Liu of the Taishi Museum. However, this time, instead of splitting his head, he was cut off piece by piece and thrown next to the corpse, leaving only the extremely distorted face for identification.

This incident shocked the people of Kyoto again, but more people were panicked. In the early dynasty, the emperor was furious and ordered a thorough investigation. However, after a few days of investigation, it was fruitless. The panic among the people of Kyoto is even greater.

In ten days or so, it will be a good day for the Spring Festival of the Chinese New Year's Eve. On the seventh day after Liu Zhushu was killed, the soldier also died, and this one was slightly better than the first two, but he was poisoned.

On the eve of the New Year, everyone in Kyoto rioted and gathered at the gate of the Imperial Palace on the second day after the death of the soldier.

Since the accident, the emperor has been watching the excerpts day and night, and he has hardly rested well, and now this kind of thing has happened, and he is directly furious.

The queen's palace was also anxious like an ant on a hot pot at this time, and hurriedly wrote a letter for people to take out of the palace to the prince.

The prince's mansion is not much better, Ou Xiang, Qian Taishi, and more than a dozen ministers are all discussing in the study of the prince's mansion, although it seems to be nothing, but almost everyone outside the Qiantai and Ou Xiang have fear that cannot be hidden!

Because the three who were slain were all the prince's men!

At this time, the most leisurely is Qianzi Mo. Oh no! She is now Mo Xiaoyi.

Mo Xiaoyi sat in a room in the backyard of Zuixuan Pavilion and drank tea. Quietly listened to Xia Yi's announcement.

"Master, we have a brother dead." Xia Yi was a little disillusioned. Mo Xiaoyi was indifferent.

"Go back and train harder. This time, once the name of the soul suppression mercenary was launched. Then, there is bound to be more business in the future. Naturally, there will be more enemies. Mo Xiaoyi looked at Xia Yi meaninglessly. Xia Yi knew what she meant, and calmly replied with understanding.