Chapter 20: The Trap of Hunting Heads is Tricked
"Stop! The official is handling the case, and no one is allowed to leave!"
In the fast hunting team, a middle-aged man who looked like a head catcher saw that Wu Lao was about to leave, and immediately shouted at him, and there were already a few young men with quick eyes next to him who surrounded him.
"Oh, sir, what are you doing here? I'm just an innocent wanderer, and I can't stand the fright of such a scene. ”
Wu Lao Crooked returned to the playful appearance he had when he first met Lu Qian on the street, a square face swayed from side to side by the slender neck strap stretched forward, two large teeth that were extremely prominent, and a thick dialect accent was mixed with splashing spitting stars.
When the catcher saw his appearance, he first wiped the saliva foam that was sprayed all over his face with disgust, and then his eyebrows tightened, and he angrily reprimanded: "Bold Diaomin! I see that your accent does not resemble that of a local and your appearance is very suspicious, and it must have nothing to do with the murder of the people in this inn." ”
"Hey, I said sir, you can't spew blood! You can eat this meal indiscriminately, but you don't dare to talk nonsense. ”
Wu Lao was afraid that he was going to make a scapegoat for himself when he heard the meaning of the head catcher, so he hurriedly pretended to be trembling and weak, and tried his best to excuse himself.
"Hmph, do you dare to be hard-mouthed? Come on, take down this rampant thief for me!" With the order of the head catcher, the young catcher who had been trapped by Wu Lao for a long time was about to shackle and tie him up.
"Oh, that's annoying!"
Wu Lao let out a heartfelt sigh, and then he didn't see him move, so he got out of the crowd and came behind the head catcher.
"I said that this official, you should also pay attention to real evidence when handling errands, right? With a routine like yours of 'casting a wide net and cultivating diligently', I am afraid that your subordinates will inevitably have unjust souls who have succumbed to death. ”
"You...... You ......"
This head catcher was originally a person who had practiced martial arts since childhood, and he was quite famous in the realm of Fengxiang Pavilion. But he didn't know how the person in front of him got out of trouble, and when he came behind him. I couldn't help but be shocked with a cold sweat on my forehead, my mouth was wide open, and I couldn't squeeze out a complete sentence after a long time.
"What's the matter? I can't speak? This needle is a free gift from me, don't always be so angry when you go out to handle cases in the future, it hurts your body. ”
After that, Wu Lao Crooked shook out a silver needle from his sleeve, and stabbed it at the acupuncture point behind the head catcher to regulate liver fire. followed the lifting of the qi and went up to the eaves, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, a few jumps disappeared, leaving only a whisper of discussion among the people present.
"What are you doing standing there stupidly, why don't you hurry up and help me pull out the needle in my back!" The middle-aged head catcher who felt that his face was dull, and his heart was sullen by Wu Lao's crooked teasing, and he immediately scolded his subordinates for catching fast.
When the boys saw that the momentum was not good, they quickly shut up and stopped talking, and ran over like a swarm to help catch the head and find the needle. But this Wu Lao's crooked stitching methods are mainly deep, and it is difficult to find it in clothes, so he has no choice but to pick up his head and show it shirtless.
At this time, the number of pedestrians coming and going on the street has increased, and when they saw a group of people catching fast around here, they were naturally curious about what was going on, and they all rushed over to watch. This can make the majestic middle-aged head catcher on weekdays red-faced and ashamed.
There were already guys in the inn who informed the shopkeeper of the matter, and the shopkeeper Jiang, who was run by his ancestors here, knew that this year's head catcher was narrow-minded, and he was afraid that he would be embarrassed by himself, so he hurriedly grabbed a beloved expensive robe and hurriedly led someone to take it out.
When I came to the door, I felt quite funny in my heart when I saw such an embarrassing scene, but I still had to endure it, trotted over, put the robe in my hand on the head catcher, and tried my best to caress the situation with kind words.
Everyone entered the hall of the Jiang family's old store in turn, found a table and sat down. The man Lao Li carried a pot of high-quality tea, and carefully filled it for the officials and masters one by one.
"Shopkeeper Jiang, someone reported to the official that there was a headless case in your inn, and the eldest lord specially sent me to investigate, I wonder if you have any clues to provide?"
"Oh, it's the case that was reported by the trustee. In the past six months, ghosts and ghosts have been rampant in the town, but I never expected it to happen in my small shop now. ”
Shopkeeper Jiang said here with a sad face, picked up the hot tea on the table, took a sip, and continued: "The day before, it was the night of the fifteenth, and I had a friend who made a living by darts and a team of people came to the shop to rest, but Na Cheng thought that a dart master would encounter an accident that night, and the death was the same as other ghost murders, all of which were taken off by thin air. ”
"The ghosts and monsters are all nonsense, and the shopkeeper Jiang must not spread rumors with this, so as not to get into trouble. This middle-aged head catcher knows that there have been rumors of ghosts and monsters in the town for a long time, and he is a little jealous, but how can being in the government promote such an atmosphere, so he warned in an official tone.
"Well, Ji Zhutou has taught a lesson, but what should be done about the murder in this store?"
"The murder must have been committed by a thief! I think that the charlatan who just went out of your shop is extraordinary, and it is very likely that he is the culprit who committed the crime in the past six months. After I finished investigating the scene of the crime, I went back to report to the eldest lord and asked him to send a wanted document to arrest this person. ”
"Well...... Jiang saw with his own eyes that this Lang Zhong came in with Lu Qian, if he was the thief who pretended to be a ghost and killed innocents indiscriminately, I am afraid it would be a little unreasonable.
"What? Could it be that Shopkeeper Jiang has other clues that he deliberately concealed?" Ji Zhutou saw that he wanted to speak and stopped, and he became suspicious in his heart, and began to ask aggressively.
"No, no, no, where do you dare to hide something from you, it's just ......" Before Shopkeeper Jiang could finish speaking, Lu Qian, who came down the stairs, interrupted him with a word.
"It's just that the real murderer is still at large, and it's ridiculous that your government wants to arrest the innocent. ”
It turned out that after Wu Lao left crookedly, Lu Qian listened to his opinion and began to work to suppress the toxicity in Cui Shiyuan's body, but because he was full of emotions and couldn't concentrate, he wanted to come out and breathe. At this time, I happened to encounter the scene of Wu Lao Crooked, considering that this miracle doctor brother's kung fu is not weak, he simply watched the excitement on the side, and listened to the ins and outs of the whole thing.
"Bold! Who are you? How dare you make a disrespectful remark to the government here, could it be that you belong to the same hill as the thief who was dressed as a charlatan just now?"
Ji Zhutou suddenly heard that someone dared to contradict him, and his heart suddenly became nameless, and the sullenness that he had been played by Wu Lao had not completely disappeared, so he was very displeased, and he wanted to take the Lu Qian in front of him to take the blame.