Murong Jin frantically searched for a whole night in Xingtai City.

By the early morning of the next day, there were not many shops left on the list.

Hope is also dying out little by little.

Murong Jin even had a hint of despair, her eyes turned red, and she scanned the list, there were still four left.

The hand holding the list trembled slightly, and she quickly put the list away as if she were disguised, and then pulled her hand into her sleeve.

Shengtai Sesame Oil Mill

Murong Jin raised his eyes and looked at the sign hanging on the door, it should be a bit old.

She walked straight in with Liu Quanan.

The scale of this sesame oil mill is not small, it is a courtyard with two entrances and exits, and there is a shed in the courtyard outside, and a jar of sesame oil has been made under the shed, and the mouth of the jar is tied with a red cloth. Still use? Mud sealing.

There were a few horse-drawn carriages parked in front of the door, and it looked like the oil mill was going to deliver goods to the outside.

As they entered, workers were working together to carry jars of sesame oil to the wagon.

"What are you guys doing?"

Murong Jin and Liu Quanan broke in, and some workers hurriedly went to tell the person in charge of the sesame oil factory, and when the person in charge came out, he shouted loudly, and when he saw the person clearly, he immediately bent down.

How many people in this city don't know Murong Jin?

"Murong, General Murong!" There was a bit of a bump between the panic of the charge. "Lord Liu!"

"Tell the workers not to load the truck first, you go and call all the workers over." Liu Quanan said to the person in charge.

The person in charge nodded busily. Beckoning all the workers in the workshop to gather.

This sesame oil workshop is large, but now there are not many workers, only six.

"Where are all the people?" Murong Jin swept the workers one by one with his gaze, and then asked.

"It's not." The person in charge came over and talked. "Isn't this a militia conscription in Xingtai City? There were ten of the boys in our workshop. The rest of them are really a little old. It's about to be the New Year, and today is the last time the oil mill will send out goods, and the general will take a look, I really don't have enough manpower here. There are more than a dozen truckloads of oil to be loaded immediately, all of which will be delivered to the neighboring county seats. I don't know what the general called the little generals for. ”

Murong Jin didn't pay attention to him, but looked at those people again.

Murong Jin's eyes were trained on the battlefield, and now she is anxious, her killing intent is strong, and there is also Iron Horse Jinge in that gaze, which makes people shudder when they see it.

When she saw it, everyone lowered their heads one after another, and no one dared to look at Murong Jin.

"You go in and search." Murong Jin said to the two officials behind him.

"Yes." The official quickly ran in and opened the doors one by one to search.

"My lord, General, what's the matter?" When the person in charge saw this situation, he was a little panicked and hurriedly asked. "The small ones are regular businessmen."

"Don't make a fuss just yet." Liu Quanan waved his hand and said to the person in charge, "I'll talk about it after I search, just shut up." ”

"Yes, yes, yes." Those in charge did not dare to contradict. He could only bow his hand, and then stepped aside.

"That's what the workers in your oil mills wear?" Murong Jin took the spear in his hand and picked up the hem of one of the workers' clothes and asked.

"Yes. If you rub around in the oil mill, your clothes will be dirty. So the little one prepared a set of clothes for the guys to wear while they were working in the oil mill. The person in charge said.

Liu Quanan saw that those workers were wearing something? Brown pants. Liu Quanan's eyes lit up, isn't the color of this dress the same as the one found in the back alley? He hurriedly touched the clothes on the worker's body, it was really cheesecloth, and it even felt very similar to the touch.

"These clothes, allow them to wear them back?" Murong Jin asked.

"Exactly." The manager nodded. "There's no one here to do the laundry, so if it's dirty, they bring it home and wash it themselves. On weekdays, some people simply wear their clothes around. ”

"Except for the people who went to the militia in your oil mill, everyone else is here?" Murong Jin asked in a cold voice.

"Except for one person." The person in charge said, "I sent him to rent a few more carriages, but there are not enough carriages outside." He should be back in a moment. ”

"What about delivery?" Murong Jin asked again.

"It's all the guys in the store who deliver it." The person in charge said.

"You're going to send a dozen cars out today, and there aren't enough guys here." Murong Jin said.

"When the truck is loaded, I have to call all the people in the militia back. How much has to be mixed up in the past few days, there are so many people in the militia group, and it is nothing to lose a dozen of my guys. The person in charge said with a little embarrassment. The little one also knows that it's not good to call people back, but it's not impossible. If you don't deliver the goods before the year. The small one will lose a lot of money, and the small one has already told the official that the little one is willing to pay to subsidize the food of the militia group. This Lord Liu should know. ”

Murong Jin looked at Liu Quanan, and Liu Quanan nodded. He's heard. The owner of this oil mill is still relatively generous, and he has solved many of his current difficulties. Now everyone who goes out of the city and enters the city needs to rely on the document issued by the government, and the owner of the oil mill has also come to him because of the document. Business must be done, not because of banditry. He wanted to make Xingtai City an isolated city, so he also signed the document.

Murong Jin set his eyes on the sesame oil in the altar. It is all freshly squeezed oil, ready to be used during the Chinese New Year, and the mouth of the jar is covered with a brand new red cloth. It's all new mud seals.

"Do you have anyone here for the night?" Murong Jin asked.

"Yes, yes, yes." The person in charge nodded hurriedly, "It's the guy sent out to call the carriage by the little Shicai, he has been working here for a year and a half, and he eats and lives in the oil mill." He is also the one who is on duty at night. ”

"He's from this Xingtai city?" Murong Jin asked again, she paced to the edge of those big jars, each jar was almost half a person tall, and the fat-bellied and wide-mouthed one was more than enough to hide a big living person in it.

"It's not." The person in charge said, "He is close to the county seat, and he came to Xingtai City to find relatives without success, so he lived here." I have been working here for more than a year, and I am still relatively diligent. ”

Murong Jin raised the spear in his hand and knocked it on one jar after another.

When she knocked on the last row, a man came in the doorway, "Someone in charge." The carriage has returned. He said as he walked towards the oil mill, and when he entered the courtyard, he saw Liu Quanan standing in the courtyard, and he was stunned on the spot, and then he subconsciously glanced towards the altar, and saw Murong Jin standing with a gun, and his eyes were suddenly really flustered.

He turned around and ran away, but Murong Jin was there. How could he run out, Murong Jin's figure was like a ghost, directly rising from the ground, almost at the moment when he stepped out of the courtyard door, the tip of Murong Jin's spear was already against his neck.

"Run for what?" Murong Jin asked coldly, his eyes as cold as a knife.

"This ......" The man was even more flustered, his eyes were scattered, and the person stammered.

Few people could still raise their heads in Murong Jin's eyes full of murderous intent.

"Did something wrong?" Murong Jin's eyebrows were slightly raised.

"I ......," the man stammered. He still wanted to resist, but the sense of oppression from Murong Jin was too strong, so strong that he almost forgot that he was also a person who knew martial arts.

"Say it. Where did you hide Mu Enhou? Murong Jin didn't go around in circles with him, and directly made it clear. You don't have to quibble. You've got a corner missing from the hem of your garment, just like the fabric I've found in the back alley of a restaurant. Since you're on duty at night, it's not good to watch your oil jar in the oil mill and go over there to do something. And if you don't have a ghost in your heart. When you see General Ben, what do you run? ”

The man's face was as dead as ashes. If you want to quibble, under the pressure of Murong Jin's eyes, you can't quibble at all.

"If you don't say it, I know it." Murong Jin's wrist flicked. The tip of the spear was handed to his neck, forcing the man to go backwards and return to the courtyard, Murong Jin turned his gaze on the oil jar in the last row, and then forced his gaze at the man again. "You have hidden the man in the altar, and you want to send the jar containing Mu Enhou out of the city by the carriage of the oil mill? You probably wouldn't do this alone. Let me guess, maybe there are your accomplices in that mule shop, yes or no? I'll give you a chance, if you honestly explain everything, I can leave you a whole corpse. If you don't say it, I have the means to make you wail for a hundred days, and you will feel that there is nothing in this world that is worthy of your nostalgia, and I can bet you that you will already want to die on the third day, but I will not let you get your wish. I probably don't have other skills, but I have a lot of ability to torture people. I'll test them on you one by one. "Murong Jin said Senran. The eyes were sharp, not to mention that person, it was Liu Quanan and the others present who felt that there was a cold wind on their backs when they heard this, and their hearts twitched with Murong Jin's words. Even if I think about it, I feel the pain of the skin and flesh on my body.

After Murong Jin finished speaking, the spear turned, and the handle of the gun hit the person's body twice, as fast as lightning, but he didn't even give the person time to react, and the person fell down in response, his body stiffened, and he couldn't move.

Murong Jin leaped back to the side of the jar and knocked the rest of the jars one by one, and when she reached the penultimate one, her eyes lit up, and she heard the jar make a different sound from the other jars after it was struck.

The spear swept, and between the lightning and flint, the tip of the spear had swept away the mouth of the jar, and then the jar cracked.