Chapter 382: Murder on Songbai Street
After Yuan Ziping sat down, he took a breath and quickly told the story.
Fu Qingzhou sent him out to inquire about the situation before, just to inquire about the killers.
Not to mention Wu Yan's so-called "ten thousand taels of gold" reward, the face of Xiaoyu Pavilion alone is far more than ten thousand taels of gold. Fu Qingzhou certainly does not believe that he can sit back and relax after entering the capital.
For Xiaoyu Pavilion to develop into the world's number one killer organization, its methods must be far beyond what ordinary people know. If you can avoid being chased by sneaking into the capital, then it would be too simple.
Sure enough, Yuan Ziping went out to inquire a little and found out something.
While they were renting the yard, a murder occurred on Songbai Street not far from Baishi Street.
“On Songbai Street, there are mainly calligraphy, painting and antique shops.”
Yuan Ziping said solemnly: “The patrons of these shops generally don’t show up until noon, so they open their doors late. There was no one on Songbai Street at the moment. "
"It wasn't until half an hour ago that an old man slipped while passing by Songbai Street, and he realized that the ground was full of blood... This incident quickly caused a stir. The people who came to the patrol camp soon found more than a dozen corpses in the ditch next to Songbai Street.”
Speaking of this, he smiled bitterly: "Unfortunately, when I went there, no one was allowed to enter Songbai Street. I only heard something from the crowd of onlookers - they said that all the corpses were wearing red clothes and holding Holding a thin sword, he heard that he was the killer of Xiaoyu Pavilion."
Fu Qingzhou narrowed his eyes slightly.
In broad daylight, the Xiaoyu Pavilion killer killed people on the street?
He still remembered Wu Yan's top-notch stealth and sneaking skills. He was also a killer of Xiaoyu Pavilion, so his colleagues must not be too bad either.
These guys are killers, not berserkers. They come out to kill people in broad daylight. Why?
Even if Wu Yan has sneaked into the capital, if they want to kill people, do they need to do it during the day? Isn't this an eye-opener for the officials in the capital?
Unless they have a reason to take action.
“Let’s not worry about this matter for now.”
After thinking for a moment, Fu Qingzhou said slowly: “It seems that Wu Yan has sneaked into the capital, but what he wants to do, with We have nothing to do with him, we are just entrusted by him to protect Zhu Mei - Lao Yuan, keep an eye out these days. If there are any strange people around the yard, remember to warn him. "
Yuan Ziping responded. .
"That's right."
Fu Qingzhou seemed to suddenly remember something at this time: "Which department is responsible for such a murder in the capital? Ming Jiange?"
"Brother, Ming Jiange doesn't care about these things." Tang Jiao, who was sitting aside, spoke softly: "People from the patrol camp usually investigate cases like this."
"The patrol camp... "Fu Qingzhou blinked: "Aren't the officers and soldiers we met in Xiqing Town from the patrol camp?"
"Yes"
Yuan Ziping explained: "They are generally responsible for the security of the capital and surrounding areas. When criminal cases occur among the people, they are responsible for the preliminary investigation and arrest of the perpetrators."
Fu Qingzhou became curious: "What about the Forbidden Army?"< br>
"The Forbidden Army is responsible for the security of the imperial city." Yuan Ziping smiled slightly and said: "Although several important roads in the capital are also guarded by the Forbidden Army, they will not take action unless it involves threatening the imperial city."
"I see..." Fu Qingzhou blinked and said, "So, Mingjiange is in charge of officials' affairs?"
"You can say that."
Yuan Ziping smiled helplessly: "Mingjiange is mainly responsible for investigating whether the officials of the world are acting appropriately, and it also assists the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Punishment in handling some interrogation work; but at the same time, there are also the Metropolitan Procuratorate and Dali Temple. The Metropolitan Procuratorate is in charge of supervision and impeachment, and the Dali Temple is responsible for In the trial of prison cases, there are many interchanges between different parties. How to deal with a specific case depends on the arrangements of the adults. "
Fu Qingzhou's head was buzzing when he heard this.
In his previous life, he knew that during the Ming and Qing Dynasties, there were the "Three Law Divisions" known as the Ministry of Punishment, Dali Temple, and the Metropolitan Procuratorate, but now there is another Mingjiange in the world. Jin Yiwei looks a bit like him, but his authority in all aspects seems to be higher... If there is Mingjian Pavilion, what is the significance of the existence of the Metropolitan Procuratorate?
Forget it, I don’t understand.
He has never quite understood things like official positions and powers. In his previous life as a criminal policeman, he was also a person who just charged into battle and arrested people. He had learned a lot about criminal psychology and investigation. Very good, but he has always been poor at learning criminal procedure law and administrative law.
"Okay, after dinner, let's go do some errands."
Fu Qingzhou shook his head: "I'll go to Mingjian Pavilion for a walk."
......
With At the same time, near Baishi Street in Beijing, Songbai Street.
“Have you fished them all out?”
"It's almost done, but there are still a few severed hands that I don't know who belong to them."
"It doesn't matter that there are so many, I just need to get the heads right. Let's pull them back together first, and then we can fight slowly after we turn around." "
A group of patrol battalion officers and soldiers gathered around the ditch where the smell of blood filled the sky. Their faces were covered with square scarves and they were frowning, and they were pulling out the corpses one by one.
Beside the ditch, there were more than a dozen corpses dressed in red. Most of their corpses were mutilated. Almost every corpse had at least one limb cut off, and some even had their chest or waist chopped into two pieces... or even more.
The officers and soldiers struggled to piece together the corpses, but the scene was still extremely disgusting.
“Are these people from Xiaoyu Pavilion?”
An officer and soldier asked in disgust: “They have sneaked into Beijing and committed many crimes in the past few years. Why can’t they be arrested? "Catch them all in one go?"
"How can it be so easy?" Another officer and soldier sneered: "People like you and me definitely don't need killers, but maybe those who are richer and more powerful... "
"Shut up! What nonsense!"
A loud shout interrupted them. It was their team leader: "Whether he is from Xiaoyu Pavilion or not, we will make a decision after the autopsy is done on the body. Let's just do the job at hand! You guys, carry the body up." Cars, and you, clean the ditches!”
The last thing the squad leader was referring to was the officer and soldier who had just laughed at him.
The man's face darkened immediately after hearing this: "Boss, why do we have to clean the ditch?"
"Originally we didn't need to."
The squad leader snorted: "But you kid is too careless with your mouth. When you clean the ditch, you should brush your teeth more, so as not to open your mouth next time and offend others!"
There was a burst of laughter all around.
It is nothing but joy in suffering.
The officers and soldiers put the bodies on the trolleys one by one. The laborers responsible for hard work in the yamen also wore square scarves and frowned. They covered the bodies with white cloth and slowly pushed them Walk.
No one noticed that one of the workers pushing the carts... had a particularly cold and calm look in his eyes.
He turned his head and looked at an antique shop at the end of Songbai Street.
The signboard of that antique shop reads "Guyunzhai", which is a very common name for an antique shop, but in the corner of the signboard, there is a pattern of three interlocking circles.
This is the industry of Nebula Chamber of Commerce.
This laborer is none other than Wu Yan.
The smell of blood on his body was very strong, and although the wounds hidden under his clothes were not painful, they made his hands tremble a little.
But it doesn't matter. No matter how heavy the blood on his body is, it can't be heavier than the corpses on the cart.
Last night, he finally killed the extremely powerful swordsman in a desperate situation. After resting for a night, he immediately set off to sneak into the capital and tried to find the Nebula Chamber of Commerce.
Although he is not a guest of Nebula Chamber of Commerce, with the huge treasure of "the identity of the master of Xiaoyu Pavilion", Nebula Chamber of Commerce must have enough ability to keep him.
However, when he arrived at Songbai Street, he was besieged by more than a dozen Xiaoyu Pavilion killers.
This... was not beyond his expectation.
Presumably there are dangerous enemies lurking near every nearby shop belonging to the Nebula Chamber of Commerce. Your Majesty cannot allow yourself to walk into a Nebula Chamber of Commerce shop so easily.
But what really interrupted his plan was a folding paper fan.
While he was fighting fiercely with the killers, a paper folding fan flew up from the sky, killing everyone on sight, friend or foe alike!
Anyone who touches that folding fan will have his hands and feet cut off!
Wu Yan was not afraid of death, but now he had worries in his heart, so he chose to retreat.
In the midst of the chaos, he disguised himself as a Xiaoyu Pavilion killer who had just been killed by him, scratched his face, and rolled with the killers who were killed by paper fans. Made a ball.
The terrifying master did not show up, but only took action once.
Wu Yan... also knew that someone was guarding the door of Nebula Chamber of Commerce.
Not only myself, but anyone suspected of being a killer who approaches this place may... be in danger of his or her life.
This place is not that easy to get into.
“Okay, stop dawdling!”
Behind him came the shouts of officers and soldiers from the patrol battalion: "Hurry and push these unlucky things away, there will be other work later!"
Wu Yan lowered his head, pushed the cart, and walked out slowly Pine Street.
(End of this chapter)