Space-time plane crossing

Chapter 1000 Prelude
"Brother Han."

While Han Fei was talking with Yang Cong, Zhang Liang walked in,

"Ovary?" Han Fei was a little surprised to see Zhang Liang coming.

"Brother Han, there is a change in the cell." Zhang Liang had a dignified expression when he spoke, and it seemed that something urgent had happened that made Zhang Liang visit late at night.

"Cell?" Han Fei was also stunned when he heard this. You must know that a cell is where prisoners are held. If something happened, it must have happened in the cell. But at this time, Zhang Liang said that something happened in the cell.

Those two people were the only ones that Han Fei could think of what happened.

"Brother Yang, do you want to go and have a look together?" Han Fei looked at Yang Cong. He knew that Yang Cong was very powerful. As long as Yang Cong was around, he would be fine.

"Let's go." Yang Cong nodded, put down his cup and stood up.

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When they came to the cell, under the leadership of the soldiers, they came to the place where Lord Longquan and Lord Anping were imprisoned.

However, Longquan Jun and Anping Jun were not locked in the same cell. They were opened and closed separately. The reason for doing this was to make them feel a sense of crisis and confess.

"Grand...Young Master, the appearance of these two people's death is exactly the same as that of the five presiding judges before. It must be that ghost soldier who came to claim his life."

The soldier's words couldn't help adding a bit more solemnity to the already dignified atmosphere.

"Brother Han, do you remember what I told you?" Yang Cong looked at Han Fei.

"Han Fei naturally remembers." Han Fei nodded.

Yang Cong has already said before that ghost soldiers are nothing more than a high-level illusion. The more frightened a person is, the more powerful the ghost soldiers will be. Since it is an illusion, it is naturally impossible to say that ghost soldiers are killing people. Someone must have murdered it on purpose.

Hearing this, Han Fei pondered for a while, and then said to the soldiers beside him, "Go and get the usual meals of the two Uncle Wangs, and a silver needle by the way."

"Yes." Although the soldiers didn't know what Han Fei was going to do, Han Fei was a prince, and as a soldier, there was no reason why he wouldn't listen.

Soon, the soldiers stopped a portion of the usual meals for Mr. Longquan and Mr. Anping.

Han Fei picked up the silver needle and pierced it into the food. When Han Fei took it out again, the shiny silver needle was instantly painted black.

Seeing this, everyone in the cell understood one thing, that is, the food was poisonous.

"Is this food poisonous?" Zhang Liang looked at Han Fei.

Han Fei looked at the silver needle, and said with a serious face: "If it is true that the ghost soldier is asking for his life, then why did the ghost soldier bother?"

"Brother Han, the two confessions here are exactly the same." Zhang Liang said: "And the handwriting is similar, and what's more, the two princes here have lost the same personal belongings, which is less than the previous five presiding officers. Everything is the same."

"Then let's put it this way..." Han Fei touched his chin: "Someone did it on purpose."

"If this kills people, then the military salary is gone." Zhang Liang said.

"Hey, forget it, let's see it again, I'll talk about it tomorrow." Han Fei shook his head. He really didn't have a clue about this, so he could only take one step at a time.

The next day, Yang Cong was still sitting there drinking tea, but Han Fei walked in from outside.

"King Han asked you to enter the palace today, what did you say?" Yang Cong looked at Han Fei and said.

"What else can it be?" Han Fei sat down and said, "Ji Wuye used the excuse of finding the jade pendants in charge of the trial in the Broken Soul Valley, and said that he would arrange sacrifices to appease the ghost soldiers."

"So, this case is over like this?" Yang Cong put down the cup. If he put it down like this, then his mission would not be complete. You must know that his mission is to help Han Fei solve the case.

As long as the case is not solved, then his mission will not be completed.

"Of course it didn't end like this." Han Fei shook his head: "If I'm not wrong, the military salary has already fallen into Ji Wuye's hands. The reason why the two Uncle Wangs were killed was because they were afraid of being exposed."

"So, do you have a solution?" Yang Cong looked at Han Fei.

Han Fei looked at Yang Cong and said, "Yes, but I just want to ask Brother Yang to come with me to Ji Wuye's General Mansion."

Hearing this, Yang Cong seemed to have guessed something.

People who are thieves generally have a guilty conscience, no matter how they hide it, they will feel a little strange, and the more powerful the person, the more afraid of losing.

So they were all very cautious, and this time Han Fei's behavior made Yang Cong guess half right.

Yang Cong followed Han Fei to the General's Mansion.

Although it was late at night, Ji Wuye's mansion was still brightly lit.

As for Han Feigui, the prince of South Korea, seeing a Ji Wuye, naturally, there is no big problem.

"Ninth Young Master visits the humble house late at night. I don't know what you can do." Ji Wuye held the wine glass and looked at Han Fei with narrowed eyes. Yang Cong, who was behind Han Fei, was also Ji Wuye's focus.

"Han Fei has a few words to say when he visits General Ji this time." Han Fei said with a smile: "First of all, I want to thank General Ji for the soldiers of Zheng State, and secondly..."

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Looking at the door being closed and several soldiers standing ready, no matter how stupid they were, they would probably have guessed something.

But Han Fei wasn't ready to turn against Ji Wuye yet.

But Han Fei didn't want to, it didn't mean Ji Wuye had no idea.

Ji Wuye, who was sitting there, clenched Bachi beside him and rushed towards Han Fei in an instant.

But the next scene didn't happen as Ji Wuye thought.

I saw that Yang Cong easily grabbed the Ba Chi that Ji Wuye swung over.

This scene deeply shocked Ji Wuye.

You must know that Ji Wuye is a seasoned general, and his force is not low, but at this moment, Yang Cong easily grasped the bronze ruler he swung in his hand and couldn't move it.

This made Ji Wuye completely unimaginable. You must know that although the bronze ruler has no blade, if it is hit, it will basically end up in broken bones, but there is nothing wrong with Yang Cong's hand.

"General Ji, is there anything else?" Han Fei turned around and looked at Ji Wuye with a smile.

"Hehe." Ji Wuye smiled, then took back the bronze ruler, and said: "Ji has long seen that the friend next to you is very skilled, and now you try it, it is really admirable."

"Then don't bother General Ji, Han Fei is leaving."

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Seeing Han Fei and Yang Cong walk out of his mansion openly and aboveboard, Ji Wuye's face was solemn.

And just when he was thinking about what to do, the originally intact bronze ruler in his hand instantly shattered into countless pieces.

(End of this chapter)