Chapter 182: Tracking

Zhang Lang led people to walk on the street, only to see that the Spring Festival night, which was supposed to be noisy and lively, turned out to be deserted and solemn.

The streets were littered with all kinds of debris, and it seemed that the people who were originally on the streets had fled in a hurry.

A group of officers and soldiers rushed towards them, and the leading generals blocked in front of Zhang Lang and them, shouting: "Who is coming?!" ”

Zhang Lang raised his voice and said: "Yuan buy!" Ordered to search for the Assassins! ”

The general had also seen Zhang Lang's appearance clearly, and hurriedly put away the big knife, clasped his fists and bowed: "I've seen the fourth son!" ”

Zhang Lang walked up to the general, looked around, and asked, "Did you find anything or anything?" ”

The general shook his head and said with a puzzled expression: "Those assassins obviously fled to the east, but the last general and the other officers and soldiers almost searched this area, but they didn't find the slightest clue!" Those guys seem to have disappeared out of thin air! ”

Zhang Lang glanced at the generals and saw that there were about 500 officers and soldiers under his leadership, so he said, "Your team will follow me." ”

The general was already a little worried about the strength of those assassins, and if they encountered it suddenly, he was afraid that his life would not be guaranteed, so when he heard Zhang Lang's words, his face suddenly showed joy, and he hurriedly hugged his fists and said: "The fourth prince has a life, and the last general should obey it!" ”

Zhang Lang smiled and continued to walk forward. The general immediately led the army to turn to Zhang Lang and they converged together.

Zhang Lang glanced at the generals who followed him, and saw that his official rank was not high, but he had the strength of the middle level of the realm, and he was slightly surprised, so he asked, "What's your name?" ”

The general immediately clenched his fists and said, "Villain Lu Kuang." ”

Zhang Lang was stunned for a moment, and said secretly: Lu Kuang, it seems that there is such a number one person in "Romance of the Three Kingdoms".

I couldn't think about it for a while, so I simply didn't think about it, and then I thought about the current situation: those assassins had obviously fled eastward, but why did so many troops and experts search for nothing?

Zhang Lang didn't believe that those people had the ability to fly to the sky, they must have used some means.

looked up at the surroundings and couldn't help but strangle the war horse. When they saw this, they immediately stopped. Lu Kuang couldn't help but clench his fists and asked, "Fourth son, did you find something?" ”

Zhang Lang asked, "Where did those assassins last fight with our people?" ”

Lu Kuang immediately clenched his fists and said, "It's near the Yuelai Inn in the back." ”

"Take me there."

Lu Kuang agreed, and immediately led the way, leading Zhang Lang and them straight towards an intersection. Soon arrived at the crossroads, Zhang Lang saw an inn on the side of the road on the left, and the plaque on it read: 'Yuelai Inn'.

And the streets left obvious traces of fierce battles, with blood, swords, swords, scattered weapons, and countless disorganized footprints. However, there was not a single corpse, and they must have been cleaned up by the officers and soldiers.

Lu Kuang said: "I heard that not long ago, the master of the ground guard force and a team of troops blocked the assassins here, and a fierce battle broke out between the two sides, but the other party used the smoke to break out of the encirclement!" ”

Zhang Lang turned over and dismounted, and looked at the scene. Seeing this, Dian Wei, Yan Lan, and Lu Kuang all felt a little inexplicable. None of them knew anything about tracking, so they couldn't understand Zhang Lang's behavior.

The traces of the scene are extremely messy, and in the eyes of ordinary people, there is no trace at all, but Zhang Lang, a battle-hardened special forces elite, can see clues from it.

Any trace has its own characteristics, and as long as you can find the characteristics, it is not too difficult to find the information you want from this complicated trace.

Zhang Lang looked at it for a moment, stood up and looked at the East Street where they had just come, and said loudly: "Keep up!" With that, he walked forward.

Everyone didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly followed.

Zhang Lang walked along Dongdajie and came to a place where there were alleys on both sides and stopped.

Because the traces left by those assassins disappeared here, and what continued to extend forward, in addition to the footprints left by the officers and soldiers and the masters of the Yuan family tracking the enemy, was the chaotic footprints left by the people when it was lively before.

However, most of these were covered by the footprints of later officers and soldiers and masters of the Yuan family.

Lu Kuang had already seen that Zhang Lang was following the footprints on the ground, and couldn't help but say: "There are also characters who are good at tracking among the ground guard masters, but when they track here, they have lost the traces of those assassins. It's as if they've disappeared into thin air. ”

Zhang Lang observed the surroundings and said, "The traces have indeed disappeared, but the absence of traces is a trace in itself. As he spoke, he walked to the alley on the left and crouched down to observe the ground, where there was no trace of anything.

Yan Lan couldn't help but say, "Fourth son, there is no trace there, it is impossible for anyone to pass by." ”

Zhang Lang looked up at the dark alley and said with a smile: "Today's Spring Festival, there are countless activities, and almost every household comes to the street to carnival. But don't you think it's strange that there is no trace of this alley? ”

Everyone was stunned, and an answer seemed to be about to come out, but they couldn't grasp it for a while.

Zhang Lang stood up and said: "This place has obviously been cleaned up, and there is no trace of it, which is the most conspicuous trace." The Assassins must have escaped from here. ”

Everyone suddenly realized, and looked at Zhang Lang's eyes with sincere admiration.

"Let's go! Keep tracking! Zhang Lang led everyone into the alley, and soon there were traces on the ground, which were not very conspicuous marks of the master's soft boots stepping on the snow.

Dian Wei couldn't help but exclaim, "This must have been left behind by those assassins!" Yan Lan and Lu Kuang were also excited, and they already admired Zhang Lang so much.

The group continued to follow the traces on the ground, and soon turned south out of the alley, and passed through several alleys to a street near the south street where dignitaries lived.

The street was filled with the deep courtyards of mansions of various sizes, and all the Assassin mansions were brightly lit, and there was a faint sound of shouting and cheering, and it was obvious that the guards in these mansions were tense and on guard.

Zhang Lang led everyone along the trail all the way, and finally came to the gate of a mansion.

Stopped, looked up, and saw the three big characters 'Sima' written on the lintel of the gate, Zhang Lang immediately thought of the Sima Qingyi who had a few faces.

Lu Kuang stepped forward and said, "This is the mansion of the Sima family from Hanoi. I heard that the prime minister is recruiting the Sima family, but the Sima family has not yet joined the prime minister. Is it ......?"

Zhang Lang raised his hand and said, "Don't guess. He glanced at his subordinates and said, "There is a good chance that the assassin is inside, and everyone is ready to fight." ”

Everyone clenched their fists and promised.

Zhang Lang walked up the steps to the closed gate, raised his hand and knocked on the door, and said in a loud voice: "I am Yuan Mai, I was ordered to search for the assassins, is the master at home?" Please open the door! ”

Only a moment later, the door creaked open, and Sima Qingyi, dressed in men's clothes, led a large group of guards holding swords appeared in front of Zhang Lang.