Chapter 390: Do You Know Its Owner?
The mountain wind was strong, and when Han Zhao arrived, most of the original smell in this house had dissipated, he couldn't smell the medicinal fragrance, and his subordinates didn't find any useful clues, except for the traces of a fight on the walls of the house.
"Since their target is Grandpa Tai, why do they set fire to someone after they catch it?" Han Zhao stroked the scratches on the wall. This is left by the blade, sharp and thin, and there is a group of three at the same time. Looking at the eyes of an experienced warrior like him, he could immediately tell that this person was mostly using a thin sword, or......
He had a thought in his heart.
"I asked the owner of the house and there were no scratches on the wall before vacating the house. Although he knew that the traces were very new, Shi Congyi still went to do this investigation.
"Did the kidnappers do it with someone?" Han Zhao said to himself, "It won't be Grandpa Tai, nor will it be his entourage eunuch." Our guard collapsed outside the door, scratches on the walls of the house. ”
Shi Congyi also felt strange: "What do you mean, there is a third group of people in the house?"
"I'm afraid yes, otherwise who will the kidnappers do with them, and how can the house catch fire?" "Since they are here to steal, oh no, they are here to kidnap people, and the more secretive the kidnappers must be, the better, knowing that there is a military camp two hundred zhang away, how can they make a big fanfare? Isn't that a danger for themselves?
At this time, guards searched for clues outside the collapsed wall and turned over two adobe bricks. Han Zhao heard a few "buzzing" sounds, and then the guard exclaimed, his voice full of pain!
Han Zhao rushed out with an arrow step, breaking off the fingers that were covering his face.
A beetle clung to its cheek, and a wisp of blood had flowed down its neck.
What a vicious bug!
Shi Congyi, who was following behind, also saw it, and his face changed slightly. The guards were in a hurry to pull the insects, but Han Zhao held down his hand and said sharply: "Don't pull it, otherwise you will tear off a large piece of your meat!"
With that, he stretched out his index finger and tapped it three times on the beetle's tail.
The beetle immediately relented, and flapped its wings to fly away.
Only then did others see that the beetle's appearance was very strange, its mouthparts were like three rows of guillotines, and its front paws were like folding sickles, so it was no wonder that it was disfigured as soon as it was put on its face.
Such a small thing, but it looks murderous.
It was about to fly away, when Han Zhao reached out and grabbed its two wings, fast and accurate.
The beetle struggled desperately, but its neck was too short, and it couldn't reach its back when it turned its head, and it couldn't bite the enemy. Han Zhao turned his head to Shi Congyi and said, "Take the Thousand Spirit Spider Silk." ”
This spider silk is as light as nothing, and it can float in the wind when you hold it in your hand. Shi Congyi understood his gesture, tied the filament to the back of the beetle's neck, and pulled it again to confirm that it was secure.
Han Zhao was silent, his face was solemn, and he let go of the beetle at once.
It flew out at once.
Han Zhao held the silk thread in his hand, stretched it as long as possible, and then said to the guard: "All retreat." ”
Shi Congyi said nervously: "Master Hou, you ......"
"Stand down. ”
"Then I'll go with you!" Shi Congyi chased after Han Zhao.
All the guards stood in place, and one of them was on the back of the collar, and a small spider was quietly lurking.
However, the beetle only flew out more than 200 feet, and then slowly landed on the branch and did not move.
Shi Congyi waited for a while, and saw that Han Zhao was still not in a hurry: "Do you want it to lead the way?"
"No, it won't. It must go back to the owner. Han Zhao's face was not good-looking, "That's how it was trained. ”
Hou Ye still knows what kind of training this beetle has undergone? Shi Congyi was surprised: "Do you recognize its owner?"
Han Zhao pursed his lips and said nothing.
Shi Congyi didn't ask again.
After waiting for more than half an hour, the beetle took off slowly. It's too cold outside, and it wants to go back to its warm nest.
Han Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, shook the snowflakes on his body and chased after him.
It was night, and insiders couldn't sleep all night.
At the end of the ugly time, all the people who went out to search came back:
No Tai Gonggong was found, and no suspicious person was even found.
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Qu Yunhe was blindfolded by two big men and taken to a wooden field on the southern outskirts of Suo Luo City.
The forest keeper's hut stands at the edge of the woodland, away from the official road.
The woodyard is closed in the winter, and huge logs are piled up into small hills, which are already covered with snow.
But it's not a quiet place.
Quyun River blew the cold wind all the way, and suddenly heard a creak and the door opened, and then felt the warmth on the face.
"The perfume hall was sealed, and this man appeared immediately after, and was treacherous in the vicinity. The big man behind him said, "This person is not easy to catch, he broke two ribs of the old five, he is a ruthless character." ”
"Didn't ask anything?" There is a female voice interface, Qu Yunhe sounds familiar.
"No, he's tight-mouthed, so we'll bring him here. Another man said, "I made a few more circles, and no one followed." ”
Immediately after the blindfold was removed, Qu Yunhe first found himself in a small wooden house, and the fire in the corner of the house was beating, reflecting the faces of the people in the house.
There were three people in front of him, and counting the two behind him, there were five people in the room. Qu Yunhe swallowed his saliva and asked the person in front of him, "Why did the owner arrest me?"
Yes, the person sitting in the front of the house covered half of his face with a mask, and it was the female proprietor he had seen on the second floor of the Perfume Hall in the afternoon. After less than a few hours, the two sides met again, but the female owner's hospitality this time was a little rough.
Under the cover of the fire, the corners of the female owner's mouth seemed to be smiling: "Who are you?"
"I'm just a stranger. Qu Yunhe said calmly, "Every word I said in the afternoon is the truth. ”
"As soon as you left with your front foot, the officers and soldiers came to confiscate my perfume hall with your back foot. The female proprietor's smile faded, "Is there such a clever thing in the world?"
"Since it's called a coincidence, I think there is. ”
As soon as Qu Yunhe's words fell, the man on the side smashed his ribs with a hard fist. This kid had just broken his brother's ribs, and now he was going to get it back.
As a result, Qu Yunhe suddenly raised his hand, squeezed his fist in the palm of his hand with a "snap", and then twisted it hard!
This time the muscles and bones were wrong, and the man crooked half of his body and couldn't bear the severe pain, and he wailed.
The faces of those present changed. This guy was tied with his hands behind his back, and he was able to break free without making a sound?
The female proprietor's eyes flashed, and the bright fork was handed over. The length of this fork is no more than two palms, but there are three strands, and the middle one is the longest, like an enlarged silver needle, and if it is pierced, it passes through the skull.
Even if Qu Yunhe's body is different from that of a human being, he doesn't dare to hold it up at this time, and pulls the big man in his hand in front of him as a shield, takes two steps back, and shouts softly: "Stop!"
The female proprietor naturally wouldn't burst the eyeballs of her subordinates, so she retracted her fork and stood up, and turned her head sideways: "The spy really can't be killed, I just executed one, and you came out." ”
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