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Chapter 82: It's Hard to Get Out

"You wait outside first, and then come in after you have a message." The few simple thatched huts next to them have not been checked yet.

After Su Yunqi arranged the follow-up matters, he followed Ling Jue, who had taken the lead, and entered one of the thatched huts.

In fact, the Yizhuang, which was rarely visited in the past, suddenly came such a team with strict military disciplines, which is something that everyone would notice.

In the room made of thatch, someone kept his eyes pressing against the gaps in the thatch and was watching secretly.

At this time, I couldn't help but feel a little panicked when I saw the two of them leaning over one after another.

Before Ling Jue could knock on the door, the person inside had already opened the door and said in a trembling voice: "Two officials, please, please come in."

Well, this is a way to treat them as officials who bully the side and do nothing.

Ling Jue has never cared about his attitude towards outsiders.

It just made Su Yunqi suffer.

Since the other party was evasive, he was obviously unwilling to do too much conversation with them except for business. But Su Yunqi also kept emphasizing that they would not wrongly accuse good people or something.

It seems that every official who investigates the case is so unanimous to the outside world.

The man swallowed and told the story of last night: "Although we are all living in a charity village, we are not familiar with each other. What's more, who dares to go out in that situation last night..." Isn't that asking for trouble?

Dealing with dead people is already enough to damage the yang energy. If it weren't for being forced to go to the fore, who would have done such things? There was such a big deal last night, and it was hard to guarantee that some dirty things had come up.

The people in front of me were chattering, and the people here probably had more or less such thoughts.

Ling Jue shouted sternly and stopped the man's chattering: "You don't have to be busy choosing these things for now. There will be a judgment on right and wrong sooner or later. Let's talk about what you heard last night? If you still see it, then what did you see again?"

Su Yunqi added from the side: "You need to try to retell every detail as much as possible, otherwise, this murder case is the most suspected of being your charity village."

The man was shocked and realized that he was talking further and further away in order not to be related to the murder case, so he hurried back to the topic: "Last night it was Lin Yi's turn to be on duty, and the charity village was short of people, so there was only one person who would turn to be on duty every night."

During the day, the Yizhuang Village received several more bodies. Since summer has begun recently, the hot and dry environment is an unbearable load for the work of the Yizhuang Village.

They lacked manpower and had a lot of workload, and the weather became increasingly unsuitable for storing corpses.

That night, Lin Yi was busy sorting out the remains of the dead body.

The ridge behind the Yizhuang stands on the ridge and stands in the low-lying area. The lighting has always been poor, and at night, it is easier to gather yin energy.

In addition to the damp and cold air that comes from the mountains and forests, this kind of yin energy is mostly caused by the cold poison caused by the accumulation of corpses. Some people still cannot overcome the psychological barriers.

In all these, the people in the charity village usually put the work at hand on hold at dusk, regardless of whether it is completed or not, and they must go back to their houses.

As for whether to fall asleep or wake up after returning to the house, it depends on personal habits and personal status.

Although Yizhuang is located in Kyoto, it is too remote. As a result, there is no one else to beat him here, and the time seems to be particularly long.

I don’t know when it was, but in the quiet night, there seemed to be some disharmonious sound.

"What's the sound?" Su Yunqi asked, stretching his neck.

The person in front of him obviously had never been investigated. After talking for a long time, he finally got to the point.

The man frowned and scratched the back of his head, as if he had difficulty recalling: "Well... I can't explain it clearly, and I can't hear it if I don't listen carefully."

Ling Jue said nothing.

However, Su Yunqi's interest was aroused, and he always felt that this person's logic was chaotic.

I don’t know if he is a confused person himself, or if he is less than a good person to deliberately hide something: “You don’t sleep in the middle of the night, and you are very concerned about the outside world!”

The man's face turned red: "At first I thought I was wrong. But not long after, I heard the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground. There was a loud bang, and the sound of a smashing sound."

Needless to say, the heavy object fell to the ground was probably a coffin board.

The man took another cup of tea to express all his sights and hearings.

"This matter must not be circulated." Ling Jue repeatedly reminded: "I hope you can cooperate with our investigation."

"Yes, yes, that's for sure." Speaking of this, it was a prelude to the end, and the man immediately changed into a smiley face.

"Criminal, I think it's not enough to just listen to him alone." Su Yunqi felt a little sensitive and suspicious, but the more he did, the more he had to investigate it one by one.

"What if you look at the Major General?" Ling Jue looked at the rebellious village absent-mindedly.

I read it all when I came, but why did it look like it again now? Su Yunqi couldn't help but complain for a moment before saying, "If you listen in a side way, you will be dark, and if you listen in both directions, you will be bright."

Fortunately, there were enough people coming today. In a short while, Su Yunqi and Ling Jue each had an extra booklet.

Su Yunqi quickly flipped through a few pages and held it in his hand: "This is their list, which contains the name, origin and the number of years of working in the Yizhuang Village. What are the relationships and whether there are enemies in the past? All are recorded in the book."

The booklet in Ling Jue's hand is a detailed description of the case last night by everyone in the charity village.

Everyone's descriptions are different, and they are more or less subjective and conjecture-like.

But what is different is that the first sentences of these people come up with are all about choosing the murder and themselves clearly and cleanly.

"It is not difficult to find the mastermind behind the scenes, but the difficult thing is to connect with the Sifang Pavilion." Looking at Su Yunqi's confident appearance, Ling Jue poured a basin of cold water: "Of course, it is not difficult to connect the two with the intelligence of the major general."

"What do you want to say?" Su Yunqi couldn't laugh or cry.

He really couldn't understand why Ling Yue had such a difficult brother? Are they really brothers and sisters?

"It's evening again, be ready." Ling Jue patted Su Yunqi on the shoulder, and actually left him alone in the charity village and left first.

Looking at Ling Jue's back as he rode his horse on his body and left, Su Yunqi finally realized what Ling Jue meant.

Yes. Murder cases will always be revealed. However, if the murderer is not arrested for a day, the murders will be one after another.

After all, the paper cannot contain the fire. Then the whole city panics, what should we do to deal with it?

Isn't it? The dark night reappears in the mountains and forests, and it's time for assassination again. I just don't know if their deployment today will still make those people fall through the net?

"Go back to the city!" Su Yunqi ordered, and all the soldiers who had been ready to follow.
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