Chapter 12: Good luck
Huang Shilang can be greedy or a slave trader, anyway, the Ming Dynasty does not prohibit these things, as long as you have a source of goods and you should pay taxes, Han Shizhong has no reason to deal with you.
But the question is, you dare to touch this zombie slave, isn't it a bit excessive?
Zombies have been an ominous thing since ancient times, and it can be said that in all dynasties, zombies have been the focus of the government. If it weren't for the Ming Taizu period, a zombie lord named Ying Kite was born, reached an agreement with the imperial court, and blessed a group of good zombies who had not committed murder, and the Ming Dynasty would have sent a large army to crush all the zombies that could be crushed to death.
And now, you, Huang Shilang, not only have you engaged in a kind of slave that is suspected of being a zombie, but even the corpse that has been transformed into a zombie slave is of unknown origin. It's no longer a question of whether you are greedy or not, this has touched the bottom line of an official government.
Although Huang Shilang can say that the origin of these corpses is legitimate, and they were all voluntarily transferred to him by others, Han Shizhong must not let this trend grow. Some people may wonder, why not allow it to be voluntary? Isn't that against the law?
In fact, the word voluntariness is a piece of shit to be slaughtered in the face of wealth and power.
Today, Huang Shilang can spend money to buy a corpse, and in a few days, those slaves who have no human rights in his house will be grateful to him for Huang Shilang's great kindness and willingly give his body after his death to Huang Shilang. In a few days, these slaves will be inexplicably killed in the mansion and become a new batch of zombie slaves. In a few days, if you lose in the casino, the contract signed will not necessarily be just the title deed, and your corpse may also be part of the contract.
And then...
Homeless people, homeless people, these dead and unattended corpses will also disappear mysteriously. In a few days, perhaps some of the less important poor will also be "voluntarily disappeared".
Han Shizhong, who realized this early, attached great importance to this matter, and even launched the Anshan Wonder [Anshan Furnace] and directly pulled down the protective barrier. He was going to solve all the forces behind Huang Shilang and him within five days, and completely strangle the wind of zombies.
"So why don't you report to the court?"
Tang Wan asked puzzledly: "Directly report to the imperial court, the soldiers directly chopped this Huang Shilang into mashed meat with a knife, the family property was confiscated and the men were filled with the army, and all the female dependents were bought in that workshop to be female slaves, isn't this the end?" ”
"Haha."
Han Shizhong laughed, he flicked the cigarette ash, and a somewhat hoarse voice sounded: "Miss Tang, let me ask you, if I find out that this Huang Shilang's zombie slave is not coming from the right way, he has a way to die, will I kill him?" ”
"Kill."
Tang Guan replied decisively.
"Then if I find out that this Huang Shilang has the mastermind behind it, and the money he gets is divided with the person behind it, you say, will I kill the person behind this scene?"
"Kill, kill."
Tang Guan even said two killing words.
"Miss Tang, do you know which faction I am?"
Han Shizhong patted the jade pendant on his waist explicitly, and the crown prince's seal on it was particularly conspicuous.
"Prince."
"Then you say, if the mastermind behind this scene is in the capital, can I kill it?"
"You can't kill it."
Tang Guan replied quickly, and she was also very calm, "The officials of the capital, only the three law divisions can convict them, and even the emperor has no way to convict them in one sentence." You mean, behind Huang Shilang..."
"That's right, Jingguan."
Pointing to the sky, a mocking look appeared on Han Shizhong's face, "I can't kill the Jingguan." ”
"So, you want to..."
As if he had guessed Han Shizhong's thoughts, Zhou Li narrowed his eyes and said softly: "Broken finger? ”
"That's right, I'll just say that Zhou Gongzi is a dragon and a phoenix, and I feel very kind when I see you."
Laughing and patting Zhou Li's shoulder, several people also came to the intersection of Anshan at this time, hugging Zhou Li's shoulder, Han Shizhong pointed to Anshan with a cigarette in one hand, and said loudly:
"I can't touch Jingguan's head, but I still have a chance to cut off his finger."
"Huang Shilang collects wealth for him and collects slaves for him, which is one of his fingers. My hand can't reach into the capital, and I can't kill the source, so I will quickly cut through the mess, and completely press Huang Shilang to death directly in Anshan, and exterminate the method of entertaining corpses in his hands. ”
"As long as you are in Anshan, you can do a lot."
Zhou Li smiled faintly, or rather, he somewhat admired this man who looked like five big and three thick, but his heart was as thin as a thread.
"That's right, if I report this matter and try to solve this problem with the Three Law Divisions, there is a high probability that I will be suppressed. Because there are so many processes in it, there are too many people I can't trust involved. Therefore, I only acted in Anshan, killed Huang Shilang, and directly collected all the evidence and evil methods that could be found, handed them over to the prince, and presented them to the saint. ”
Stretching out his hand, a copper coin on Han Shizhong's wrist trembled as if it had been unlocked. A moment later, a small opening opened in the reddish curtain for everyone to pass through.
"No wonder your temperament has changed drastically."
Zhou Li smiled, "County Magistrate Han, this is you." ”
"No, it's all me."
Shaking his head, Han Shizhong said frankly: "I am the corrupt official in Taishan, and I am also the stable county magistrate, and I have gathered a group of henchmen to secretly investigate Huang Shilang, and I am also the bandit county magistrate who is ready to preside over justice." ”
"But, Master Zhou, you're different."
"You are you, so I'm really lucky to meet you this time."
Han Shizhong arranged Zhou Li and others in a quadrangle courtyard, which was very close to the county government, and it only took a few steps to walk into the county government. Han Shizhong also reminded Zhou Li that the reason why he was able to dig a hole in the ground was actually because he sensed that someone was digging a hole in the ground, which happened to be on the way for him to ambush the fake county magistrate, so he released Zhou Li and the others to see who they were. Next time, Zhou Li won't be able to come to the old BJ tunnel method again.
Then, it was Zhou Li and others who gathered in the house. Liu Haizhu looked confused, a person like him with a straight throat and eyes didn't understand those twists and turns at all, and only knew to listen to the senior sister Zhuge Qing. Zhuge Qing is more sober, she understands that this kind of bullshit is all over after listening to Zhou Li. Tang Guan supported Zhuge Qing, while Xu Xuan supported everyone.
As for Zhou Li...
"Han Shizhong of the groove didn't say everything either."
After sneering, Zhou left his mouth and said, "He said himself, said Huang Shilang, and also focused on the zombie slave." But the problem is that there is another side of the force that he doesn't mention at all. ”
"Are all the Painted Skin Sect dead?"
"Is it a dead man?"
In the grass, a group of people wearing mahjong masks looked at the two people walking slowly under the cliff, squinted their eyes, and said softly: "It seems to be a zombie." ”
"Grass, I'm so lucky today, I finally don't have to dig the grave."
Rubbing his hands, the man with a chicken face said excitedly: "It seems that she is still a female zombie, and the man next to him has a little Lingqi on his body, and it seems that he is a fledgling corpse chaser." ”
"What else did you say?"
Drawing out the long knife, he stood on the cliff with a red face, and said excitedly:
"Damn, rob this zombie, kill the man, and hand it over directly!"
The weak chicken-like man subconsciously shuddered, he looked at the surrounding valley, which was particularly suitable for ambushes, and said tremblingly to the ordinary-looking female zombie on the side:
"Joan of Arc, I always feel that something is wrong." (End of chapter)