What Song Yi said is not wrong at all, on the surface, Song Yi, who is the captain of Xuncheng, controls the military affairs and arbitrary power of the entire Xuncheng, but there is such a snake as the Han family in this Xuncheng.

Although the Han family has moved out of Kyoto for several generations, the incense of the older generation has never been broken, and the inextricable relationship between the Han family and Kyoto has never been broken over the years.

And the people of the Han family are all thinking about how to regain the military power that originally belonged to their Han family from the hands of Song Yi, the commander of Xuncheng.

If the Han family regains military power here, they will undoubtedly become the soil emperor of this region.

When he came to Xuncheng, Song Yi's father-in-law Bai Wuji once warned him that he would not fight with the Han family as an enemy, but everything must be cautious, and the Han family must not be asked to grasp the handle a little, otherwise the Han family will definitely bite like a mad dog until they regain the military power of Xuncheng, which originally belonged to their family.

Song Yi detained Qin's spy in his own mansion, this is not a big deal, although this is not in accordance with the rules, but it is harmless, the Han family wants to make a fuss about this matter, and the writing space is really not large.

But now, there was a murder in the small town of Xuncheng, and it was an old man in the Han family's mansion who died.

This problem comes, the Han family is in the bureau, so they naturally have the qualifications to participate in the incident. And the killing of the old man and the capture of Qin's spy Hengshui occurred in the same time period, so that about Song Yi's containment of Qin's secret agent, the space for interpretation is suddenly much larger.

Whether it is interrogation or shelter depends on the position of the viewer.

Especially now that the Han family is aggressive and comes to Song Yi's mansion with domestic slave thugs, if Song Yi refuses to hand over Hengshui, then he is a bystander, and it is difficult to feel that Song Yi is fair.

"Brother Xue, it's not that I don't want to protect him, but I really can't protect him right now. Although Qin and Zhao traded, the rift between the two countries was never eliminated. This is just a normal time, but this is another life, and if it is not handled well, it is easy to arouse public anger. Song Yi seriously explained the reason to Xue Ding and Meng Juntong.

Xue Ding used to be a member of the military, and although he didn't have much contact with this treacherous thing, he could understand it. Meng Juntong was a little foggy when he heard it.

"Then how did the people of the Han family think that the deceased in their clan was killed by Hengshui, isn't it strange that they directly ask the teacher for the crime?"

Xue Ding shook his head: "It's not the key who killed it, the Qin spy was caught in the city, and the secret agent in the city at this moment is the point that the Han family will not let go." ”

Song Yi nodded and said, "There are only two choices in front of us now, one is that we take the initiative to send this Qin spy to death row." ”

"What about the second option?" This first choice is definitely not what Meng Juntong wants to see.

"The second option is that the Han family will come after a while, and we will be forced to hand him over. "Xue Ding helped Song Yi say the second choice, the current situation is obvious, no matter what, Hengshui must be put into the dungeon.

This time, the Han family came by borrowing the momentum of the people, and Song Yi, as the governor of Xuncheng, finally established some prestige in Xuncheng, and he was bound to be unable to be an enemy of the entire people of Xuncheng, otherwise he would definitely not be able to gain a foothold in Xuncheng in the future.

"There's another way. Meng Juntong's eyes suddenly lit up.

"What else can be done?" Song Yi was skeptical, could such a situation be difficult, and what other tricks could be used? Anyway, he didn't expect it.

Song Yi looked at Xue Ding, Xue Ding was also puzzled, and obviously didn't know what kind of medicine Meng Juntong was selling in this gourd.

Meng Juntong gently stretched out her hand and snapped her fingers gently, this action was in Shaohua City, many people corrected her, telling her that it was quite an inelegant thing for the girl to snap her fingers, but she never changed it.

"If they don't let go of the living, then they should let go of the dead. Meng Juntong said with a playful smile.

"You mean to kill this Qin spy directly?" Song Yi didn't react.

However, Xue Ding's mind was more agile, and he immediately understood what Meng Juntong meant: "You mean to use fake death to hide the sky and cross the sea." ”

Song Yi shook his head when he heard this: "This is impossible, the people of the Han family are more and more shrewd than the other, we can think of a way, they will definitely be on guard, and they will definitely have a medical officer with them, and even a corpse official, no matter how the living person pretends to be, can he really pretend to be a dead person." ”

Breath and pulse can be hidden by some means, but it is impossible to hide human reactions, especially since many reactions are conditioned.

For example, a profound martial artist has gathered all the qi in his body, and disguised himself as a dead person, but if someone stabs him with a stab, the martial artist will also jump up.

Even the most tolerant of pain, when the pain is eaten, the muscles in the body will be significantly tightened, which no matter how much you disguise it, you can't get by.

Meng Juntong smiled slightly: "That's your understanding of fake death, the real fake death is much better than what you say." ”

Xue Ding and Song Yi looked at each other again, and there was another way to fake death.

Meng Juntong turned around and pushed open the door, Hengshui didn't seem to have completely recovered from the dream just now, Meng Juntong had already come to him.

Without waiting for Hengshui to say anything, Meng Juntong said directly: "Hengshui, we need you to die for a few hours, please cooperate." ”

"How many hours have you been dead?" Hengshui was stunned, this death could still be carried out so intermittently, he had never heard anyone describe it like this before.

Meng Juntong didn't explain anything, reached out and patted him lightly on the shoulder: "Sit down, don't worry, we won't harm you, if we want to harm you, you will be dead in the morning." ”

Hengshui, who was completely downbeat about life and death earlier, had already begun to feel a little sorry for his life after the dream that Meng Juntong had woven for him just now.

Hearing Meng Juntong say this, he naturally sat down according to his words: "How do you need me to cooperate." ”

Meng Juntong smiled: "I silently recall the warmest and happiest moment in your life." ”

Although Hengshui still didn't know what Meng Juntong was going to do, he did as he was told.

Thinking of the time when he was a child, following the happy life of his grandmother, father, younger brother, and mother's family, the corners of Hengshui's mouth subconsciously turned up a slight arc.

"Three thousand tips for big dreams, beautiful dreams come true!" Meng Juntong formed a spell mark in front of his hands, and gently pushed towards Hengshui's body, and immediately a pale silver, glass-textured talisman appeared in front of Hengshui's forehead, and then gradually disappeared and disappeared.

Hengshui's body was also weak, and he leaned back towards the back, but fortunately, Xue Ding stepped forward in time to support him.

"No breathing?" Schröding stretched out his hand to probe Hengshui's breathing, and there was really no breath at all, as if he was dead.