Chapter 343: The dying Gong Eighteen

Di Ying glanced at them and asked, "Wang Hongmin has been a soldier for twenty years, and sixteen of them have been a scout.

I ask you, do you know anything about the army? Do you know what kind of military scout is? Do you know how many years a scout can be used to change a whole stubble?

Wang Hongmin served as a scout for 16 years, and he escaped unscathed. But isn't it strange that there are no promotions?

What exactly did he do in the army? In his 20 years of military experience, hasn't he made the slightest mistake? Even if you don't make a mistake, you don't make a meritorious service, do you? Always a scout creep?

You didn't hear anything about those, did you?

The most important thing is: Is Wang Hongmin really retired due to old age? Twenty years of soldiers, the family should have some assets, why did you come back to this Youqu Town?

Because his eldest son was in business in this town? So what about its products? How is the character?

What about his second son? Still in the army. Where to be a soldier? What kind of soldier was you? What is the position like today?

And his youngest son, who spends his days at home, does not follow literature or practice martial arts? What do you do for daily pastime?

What is the situation at his family? Is there anything strange about everyone in his family? You can carefully check the places where his family, especially his eldest son and third son, often stay.

There are also two soldiers in his family, and everything should not be exactly the same as ordinary people. If there is any abnormality, report it to me. ”

After Di Ying asked in one breath, she sighed.

sighed and said: "I respect those soldiers who sacrificed for the protection of the country and the people more than you, and I don't want the real murderer to be Wang Hongmin even more than you."

But even in order to restore his innocence, all the things about him still have to be investigated as clearly as possible.

Let's try to check it again, the household registration is not clear, but the residents of Youqu Town are still there, how many people are serving as soldiers, and where are they?

And how many are retired? What is being done now? Where is it?

I need to know all of this. Only when you know it, can you filter out the murderer like a sieve. ”

Ma Thirty-Five and Niu Thirty-six heard this, glanced at each other, drooped their heads, and left the inn lobby.

And after Tan Thirty and the other three were trained, Qian Wu, who finally realized that the atmosphere was very wrong tonight, had time to quietly put the local county records he got into the hands of adults.

Tonight, there is no one who will not be scolded.

Fortunately, his task was the easiest and easiest, and he did it brilliantly.

He thought, "My lord should be in a better mood when he sees that one of the guards has finally completed his task, right?"

Thinking of this, Qian Wu said in his heart: Brothers, I can only help you get here.

Behold......

Just when he thought he could make the adults feel better, Qian Wu saw that the county chronicle he put in the adult's hand flew to the charcoal basin after being turned over by the adult.

Qian Wu: "......"

He didn't know what kind of madness the adults were posting tonight. How can it be that even the county chronicles are wrong? The county records have always been kept by the county clerks.

He slipped into the official office of the scribe in Manxi County, and pried open the drawer of the bookcase without a trace, so that he could get this county chronicle.

He wasn't afraid to alarm the guards, and he blew up the fire fold to confirm it!!

How, how......

My lord, this is something wrong with you, right?

Qian Wu was a little overwhelmed.

At this time, I heard the adult say loudly: "Qian Wu, you haven't been with a civil official, have you?" Especially the local civil servants, right?

When I was the prefectural magistrate, you didn't pay attention to my bookcase, did you? You haven't even looked closely at my bookcase, have you?

The local county chronicle records the major events that occurred in the county and in each year. For example, where there is a flood, where there is a disaster, where there is a disaster.

So, it is only one copy. It doesn't matter if it's at the prefectural ordinance or at the scrivener's office.

But can you tell me: why did the book you got back only record the taxes and breeding in the county seat of Manxi County, as well as in the towns and villages?

Are you sure you're getting back the county register? Instead of a tax book?

Even if I want to read the tax book of Manxi County, I tell you, it's not the one you got back.

The book you got back is full of fake accounts! ”

Qian Wu: "......"

Slipped away. He bowed apologetically with his fists in his fist, then flew back to the base of the wall, and then slipped out of the inn lobby against the root of the wall.

In fact, I really want to cry out in my heart: he really hasn't seen any local chronicles! He really thought that the so-called local chronicles were books that recorded taxes.

Isn't that the thing that can best tell the good or bad of a local official and the joy and sorrow of the people?

Aren't those the things that adults are most concerned about?

But Qian Wu couldn't shout a word of injustice.

I've been following adults for so long, and I haven't even looked at the local chronicles that adults love to study and ponder everywhere they go, and I take it for granted that they are things that record taxes......

Isn't that a major dereliction of duty?!

And after Qian Wu left, the lobby was quiet again for more than a dozen breaths.

Gong Eighteen, who was brought back with Yan Min's bones on his back, was picked up not far from the inn.

Gong Eighteen's limbs were all broken, covered in blood, and he was almost dying.

If it weren't for the fact that I happened to come back on Wednesday and Twelve, I happened to see a person in the wind not far away, and the dust almost covered a person, and I was curious to go over and check.

In less than half an hour, Gong Eighteen will definitely die.

The remaining guards in the lobby saw Gong Shiba's miserable appearance, and their eyes were instantly red with anger and sadness.

They all touched the handle of the knife, wanting to find out the person who hurt Gong Shiba, and then break it into pieces.

It's just that......

They don't know who it is.

Therefore, they all looked at the adults of their family.

And the adults of their family are very calm.

His eyebrows and face were calm, calmly checking the bones and injuries of his whole body for Gong Eighteen, and then calmly doing bone treatment for Gong Eighteen.

And the "click", "click" that sounded every time......

The sound of bones after bones was like thunder, exploding in the abyss-like calm.

Yes, at this time, the adults of their family, the momentum around them, was as calm as an abyss. A calm abyss like a thousand years of ice.

It can be seen that none of them dare to make a sound, and none of them dare to do more, even the slightest action.

In the lobby, only adults are busy.

And they, all of them are like clay ice sculptures, only their hearts are "clicking" and "clicking" with that sound, and they are throbbing.

It hurts so much that I don't know what to do.

Until......

I don't know how long it took for them to hear the adult say a word.

It seems to float up from the bottomless black hole of the abyss, a sentence that is cold into the bone marrow.

"Arrest Wang Hongmin's whole family here, no matter how big or small, whether they live or die."