God catches no trace

Chapter 6 Shadow

Jiangzhou is located in the middle reaches of the Yangtze River.

It is green all year round and is a fertile land.

Jiangzhou Yamen, the two lions sitting at the entrance, after being washed by the rain last night, they look extremely mighty.The tall courtyard wall is carved from white stone bricks, which is extraordinarily dazzling.

It also gives people a very luxurious feeling.

At this moment, Zhizhou Ma Zhizhi was sitting on a chair in the lobby drinking tea because there was no case to be tried.

At this moment a fast catcher came in hastily.

"My lord, something happened in Xiazhou."

"Oh, what's the matter?"

"Shen Aolin, the magistrate of Xiazhou County, his whole family was killed yesterday afternoon."

"All killed?" Prophet Ma was surprised.

"And the way of death is exactly the same as Master Lu Bufan."

Prophet Ma's face darkened when he heard the news, and he said to himself: "The same method of committing the crime, the same method of death, I'm afraid the five great gods will catch...".

Speaking of this, he waved his hand suddenly: "Go down, I understand."

Prophet Ma, who was born as a policeman, had a strong premonition after Lu Bufan's death, and now it is even more confirmed.

The murderer is definitely coming for the five of them, and he should be the next one.

What can you do in the face of such a situation?It seems like the only thing is to wait and wait to die?Or wait for reinforcements?
He felt restless, waiting for an 80.00% chance of death, it would be better if he died, but it is a pity that his family will be affected.

What about the rescuers?Who is the rescuer?

I heard that it was Sang Wuhen, the number one arrester in Kyoto, who investigated the Lu Bufan case.

Will Sang Wuhen come?

If he is smart, he will definitely come to him.But whether I can wait until that time is really unknown?

At this moment, another detective came in and interrupted his reverie.

"My lord, someone brought a letter and asked me to give it to you." After speaking, he handed over the envelope with both hands.

Prophet Ma was taken aback, took it, and opened it casually, which read: "Master Ma, my lord has something important to discuss with you, see you in the wild bamboo forest!".

Did the lord send rescuers?It's impossible. If it were, they wouldn't notify by private message. They would usually meet at the Yamen or official residence.So what's the matter?
If you want to go back, you must see you.

He casually threw the letter on the table, and then ordered his master to take care of the affairs in the yamen, and went to the appointment alone.

Because it involves your own privacy, it is absolutely impossible to bring someone along.

Just walk in front of him.In front of the yamen, two men on horseback appeared.

A man and a woman, needless to say, Sang Wuhen and Shui Sheng.

I saw that they got off their horses and wanted to go straight into the lobby.

Two fast arresters just stopped him with their knives.

Sang Wuhen took out the token from his waist.

"Sir Sang." When the policeman saw him, he hurriedly bent down, hugged him with both hands, and said, "I don't know that you are here, please forgive me."

Sang Wuhen didn't pay any attention, and dragged Shui Sheng into the hall.

The master who was about to go out saw the police officer being respectful to the visitor and knew that there was something behind him.

He bowed and asked, "I don't know, my lord, where are you from? What's the matter in my residence?"

Because he didn't see the scene where the token was shown to the policeman, he asked this question.

"Kyoto Sang Wuhen, I'm here to find Master Ma, Prophet Ma."

Upon hearing that he was the number one killer in Kyoto, the master thought to himself: No wonder he is so impressive.But he said: "Mr. Sang, it's a pity that you came here by chance. Mr. Ma has just gone out to do some private business."

"Private affairs, where are you?"

"I really don't know, I only know that he left after reading a letter."

"letter?"

Sang Wuhen vaguely felt that something was wrong with the incident.

"Brother Wuhen, look." Shui Sheng pointed to a letter on the table. "Could it be it?"

.........

The wild bamboo forest is not far from Jiangzhou. It used to be a large wasteland in the plain area. After many years, it became full of bamboos.

Therefore, it is called "wild bamboo forest" by local people.

It covers an area of ​​almost one thousand acres.Inside, there are dense bamboo leaves and broken branches.

At the deepest point, there is an empty field, which is a resting place dug out by professional bird hunters with knives.

At this moment, a middle-aged man in a gray robe was standing in the open space, looking around anxiously.

Obviously looking for someone.

"My lord, I have already come." There was no response, only the sound of the bamboo branches being blown by the cold wind in late autumn.

"My lord, the prophet has come to the appointment after dismounting."

He raised his voice and shouted again, but there was still no response.

The occurrence of such a situation makes one suddenly feel that the surroundings are terribly quiet, and the air is suffocating like invisible hands around the neck.

He used to be a famous arrester, and he knew deeply that at this time, it is best not to get confused, it is best to stop calmly.

So he took a deep breath, his footsteps were as motionless as roots, his eyes turned left and right to look ahead, and his ears listened quietly to the sounds around him.

About half an hour later, a masked man finally floated out of the bamboo forest.

Obviously, I don't want to reveal my identity.

"Your Excellency...?"

"The name is not important? You just need to understand that the lord sent me to discuss things with you."

"Yes, I wonder what the lord sent you to discuss with me?"

"Actually, for you, it's not difficult to say it's difficult, and it's not easy to say it simple." The tone was full of indifference.

"Please speak clearly."

From the tone and eyes of the other party, Prophet Ma found that he was very familiar.It's just that I can't think of where I've seen it for a while.

"Okay, refreshing." The masked man paused, and then said: "That's..."

As soon as he said two words, with a movement of his hand, a sword pierced into his body like thunder.

"You...you...?" Prophet Ma never dreamed of it.

"I'm sorry, this is what the lord discussed with you, don't hold grudges against me."

"My lord, for...for...why, you want...you want...to kill me?"

"Because, Sang Wuhen will come to you soon, my lord is afraid that you will not speak strictly." The masked man said coldly.

"So, it's up to you...you to execute it." Ma Zhixian held the sword that had been pierced into his body.Blood kept flowing down from the sword mouth.

"Yes, I can't help myself."

"I, I... also... know that... sooner or later... I will not die at the hands of my enemies. I will just... just die at the hands of my lord." Prophet Ma was out of breath at this moment: "No... no Thinking... thinking, it will... be you... come... to kill me." He finally knew who the person in front of him was.

"sorry."

The masked man drew his sword sharply.

Just as he drew his sword, a figure flew towards him.

Immediately, countless finger hooks appeared in front of his eyes.

"The invisible hand is divided into muscles and bones." The masked man screamed secretly, knowing the strength, he jumped back suddenly, raised his breath, turned around and disappeared into the bamboo forest.

The masked man absolutely dare not fight, because he knows who is coming.

The "invisible hand is divided into muscles and bones", which rarely misses, unexpectedly failed in one move.

Sang Wuhen was really surprised: "This person does light work, looking at the world today, how many people can there be?"

I just wanted to chase after him, but there was no one there.

"Brother Wuhen, how are you?" Shui Sheng came over.

Sang Wuhen didn't answer, and leaned over to hug Prophet Ma: "Master Ma, I'm late."

The other party still had breath, but could not speak.

His eyes opened weakly, and he raised his hand vigorously.

"What do you want to say? Who killed you?" Sang Wuhen felt that he had something to say.

Prophet Ma stretched out his five fingers vigorously, and made an indistinct "Oh, oh," sound from his throat.

Then, he tilted his head.

"What do you mean?" Sang Wuhen shook vigorously, but there was no movement.

"Brother Wuhen, he's dead."

"I know." He gently lowered his body, his face slightly frustrated. "I thought that as long as I got ahead of the murderer who killed Shen Aolin, I would be able to get clues to the real murderer, but I didn't expect..."

"Brother Wuhen, don't lose heart." Seeing this, Shui Sheng said in a very soft voice.

"It's impossible for me to be discouraged. It looks like I'm walking into a dead end now, but in fact I at least understand that killing the Prophet Ma is definitely not the same murderer as killing Lu Bufan and Shen Aolin."

When Sang Wuhen said this, he paused and said: "If the people who killed the prophet and me are the same group, then the whole incident should be reasoned like this: When I received the order from Master Yu of the Shangshufu, I will review the Luo family. He was afraid of finding out the truth, so he sent a killer to try to kill me. Unfortunately, he never expected that during the pursuit, the murderer who killed Lu Bufan would fight with me to find out the truth. I went to visit Wan Wanxiao because of the doubts about Lu Bufan's death. Surprisingly, in Wan Wanxiao's reminder, I even doubted one thing, whether Lu Bufan's murder could be linked to the Luo family?"

Shui Sheng didn't interrupt, but opened her eyes wide, quietly listening to his eloquent reasoning.

"It just so happened that the murderer sent a letter saying that he wanted to kill Shen Aolin, who was among the five iron arresters. This made me affirm that my suspicion was correct: the murder of the Luo family was not a vendetta, but the work of the five famous arresters. Why did they do this? The big case, I guess, must be instigated by someone. At the same time, I also know that what happened now, the murderer not only targeted one person, but he wanted to kill all the famous arresters. That's why I didn't go to rescue Shen Aolin, but came directly to see Prophet Ma. , in fact, I want to meet him in advance to find out the truth about the Luo family's murder."

Sang Wuhen sighed, and said again: "But it's still a step too late. The real murderer behind the scenes who ordered them to kill the 72 members of the Luo family has always been in control of my whereabouts, so I stopped it one step ahead. Sigh, facing such a situation, I really don't know what to do now." How to check it out."

"Aren't there two other arresting officers who are still alive?"

"As early as ten years ago, for some unknown reason, I resigned and lived in seclusion." Sang Wuhen sighed, "No one knows where they live? Even if I saw them, I didn't know them. When they resigned, I still It was not transferred to Shangshufu."

"This, this, is really difficult to handle?"

"The only thing is to visit Mr. Wan again, he may know the whereabouts of the second arrest." Sang Wuhen said word by word.

.........

Huanghu Town, Fragrant Academy.

When Sang Wuhen and Shui Sheng arrived, it was already the afternoon of the second day.

There is still the couplet in front of the door: "There are many idiots in thousands of rivers and mountains, and you will come to meet you with wealth." Horizontal comment: Don't come if you don't have money.

He still knocked on the door, but unexpectedly, the door opened immediately.

With the sensitivity of the God Catcher's profession, it feels that something is wrong, something must have happened, because Mr. Wan likes quiet people, so it is impossible not to lock the door.

Sang Wuhen pulled the water sheng and took a quick step to the courtyard. The chrysanthemums were still there. He didn't find anything unusual, so he quickly walked into Wanwanxiao's house.

Inside the house, in the humble house, as expected, Wan Wanxiao was stabbed in the chest, leaning beside the wisteria-colored reclining chair, not breathing for a long time.

With a dignified expression, he pinched Wan Wanxiao's right hand and found that he had been dead for less than eight hours. It seemed that the murderer committed the crime early in the morning, and from the analysis of the sword marks, Prophet Ma and Wan Wanxiao were killed by the same person.In other words, yesterday, after the man escaped in the wild bamboo forest, he galloped forward and came to Xiangshuyuan to commit an attack.

Sang Wuhen scanned the surroundings with his eyes, and saw the servant also collapsed not far from Wan Wanxiao.

At such a scene, one can't help but take a breath, and there is a hatred in the heart: I have been handling cases for many years, and I have never been like this.

He recalled that there were similarities with Yu Baizi's case three years ago, but the clues had never been broken, but now he was involuntarily led by others, who seemed to have known his thoughts for a long time.

Who is it?Lord?A powerful man?But how can I find this lord.

Now, Jack-of-all-trades is dead, and all clues are broken.

"Brother Wuhen, there are words here." Shui Sheng called out suddenly.

It turned out that under Wan Wanxiao's left hand, there were several words written in blood: Si, Qiu, Wucun, Sihai.

The few words seemed incoherent, but Sang Wuhen took a step back after finishing reading, and bowed respectfully to the corpse: "Mr. Wan is really a strange person, he knew when he died that I would definitely come to inquire about the second arrest. "After finishing speaking, facing Shui Sheng: "Go, go to Wu Village."

Because I have already understood the meaning of the four characters: Qiu Yi, the four catchers, is in Wu Village.

(End of this chapter)