Red Heart Survey

   Chapter 689

  Compared to the capitals of other countries, Xin'an City is not magnificent.

  Not to mention that it is compared with Yongguo, even the capital of Moguo, Dingwu City.

   When Zhuang Chengqian, the great ancestor of the State of Zhuang, was in the capital of Hualin County, the country was still poor.

  After several generations of business, I have slowly built up some family assets and have been repaired and expanded one after another. But in this capital city, there is always no way to get rid of the small family spirit.

  Some ministers proposed to overthrow the city and rebuild it, but Du Ruhui stopped it.

  Du Ruhui remonstrated: "The solidity of mountains and rivers, the weight of society, where people are not in the land, and the king is not in the city."

  Zhuang Gaoxian readily accepted it, and said that the country is not strong in one day, and the capital will not be added.

  Before Lin Zhengren came to this city cautiously, what he saw was a sharp and flamboyant figure sitting horizontally on the tower. Like a door god, stationed in Xin'an.

  The torrential rain last night has passed, and the sun is rising at this time.

  The sun broke free from the long night, so I wish I was so bright.

  He is shooting here alone, which means that he sits in this city and puts people at ease.

  No matter what opponent, no matter what enemy, it is impossible to take a step into Xin'an City before his salary is exhausted and the gun is broken.

  Lin Zhengren squinted his eyes.

   is too dazzling. he thinks.

  But he had to admit that the moment when he saw Zhu Weiwu's gun in the tower, the cautiousness in his heart had disappeared.

  Now Xin'an City is very safe. I wish only I can give people such a feeling.

   "Brother wish!" He greeted him neither humbly nor arrogantly.

  Zhu Wei, I only glanced at him and said nothing.

  Lin Zhengren's expression is very calm, he has never known that Zhu Wei, I look down on himself.

   "By the order of Lord Jiujiu, I came back from the frontline battlefield to investigate the current situation of the capital."

  He still explained to Zhu Weiwo, and then said to the guards who stood upright in front of the city gate: “Where is the place where Dong Xiang was killed? Take me to see the situation.”

  The long street where the battle took place has been completely blocked, and all clues have been retained as much as possible. Because the strongest people in Zhuang Guo are not in the capital, and the death of the dignified deputy must have a result, so the scene can only be sealed and waited for the return of the big men.

  People on both sides of Long Street can only enter and exit through the back door before the blockade is lifted.

  Dong A’s head and limbs were decapitated, and the body remained in Long Street and had not been moved.

  The two juniors who returned to Xin'an City together turned pale.

  Lin Zhengren expressionlessly, carefully inspected the details of Dong A's body.

  None of the items, including the storage box, were touched by anyone, and the two boundary rulers lay beside his severed hand.

  On the right side of the torso, there is a cyan jade, which is not very expensive.

  The incisions of the limbs and head were very smooth. The murder weapon was a sword, a very sharp sword. It cut off the body of a monk in the inner palace with supernatural powers, but encountered almost no resistance.

  The severed limbs and head have slender mouths, which should be caused by needle-like instruments, but they are thicker than ordinary needles...

  Lin Zhengren observed very carefully, and even checked Dong A’s hair several times before getting up and inspecting the entire battle environment.

  The showers last night washed away many traces, but some traces could not be washed away by heavy rain.

  Such as broken floor tiles, such as traces left by various Taoism...

  Lin Zhengren bent down, picked up a lump of objects that had lost its light color by his feet, rubbed his fingers to confirm that it was a piece of rotten wood.

"You go back and pass the message to the Jijiu first." He turned to the two juniors and said: "Dong Xiang was killed, and there was only one murderer. He has escaped. Xin'an City now wishes that Senior Brother Weiwu is sitting in town and he is safe. There is no worries behind. , Ask them to fight with confidence on the front line."

  The military situation is urgent, and this trip is based on Lin Zhengren. When the two juniors from the National Academy were ordered, they hurried to the front line.

  Lin Zhengren was very patient, and walked back and forth four times from the street to the end, making sure that he hadn’t missed a single detail.

  Finally, he walked up the tower and walked to Zhu Weiwo.

   "I wish brother." He greeted.

  I wish Weiwo turned my head and looked at him, quietly waiting for his next words.

"I carefully observed Dong Xiang's body. I found that his severed limbs and head had long slender mouths, which were caused by needle-like magical instruments. I speculate that the effect of that magical instrument should just be able to restrain it. Dong Xiang’s unceasing magical powers."

  Lin Zhengren had already finished the draft, and slowly said: “This is enough to show that the murderer came completely at Dong Xiang. He is very familiar with Dong Xiang and made targeted preparations.”

  I wish only I still did not speak.

"From the traces of the battle on the scene, I found that both sides of the war had consciously controlled the scope and did not affect the residents of the people on both sides." Lin Zhengren continued: "Dong Xiang is the deputy minister of the country. Because of what?"

  "I guess the murderer was also from Zhuang Guo. At least he was from Zhuang Guo." He analyzed this, and also made a joke by the way: "Or, the murderer is a good man."

  Obviously, Zhu Weiwu is not interested in his humor. Without any expression on his face, he said lightly: "Say something I don't know."

  Before Lin Zhengren, Zhu Wei, I must have inspected Dong A’s death scene, and I would not miss the details that Lin Zhengren could see.

  Lin Zhengren was not angry about Zhu Wei’s impatience.

   only his expression became serious: "The Lin family was destroyed, I wonder if you have heard about it, brother?"

  Zhu Weiwu’s eyes have also changed: "Relevant to this matter?"

   "That person is also a monk in the inner palace with supernatural powers, and it is indeed possible to kill Dong Xiang. And..."

Lin Zhengren said: "There may be something that everyone ignored at the time, or didn't care too much, and I am also the same. The man broke into the Wangjiang City Taoist Academy and forcibly challenged the Taoist dean of the Taoist Academy. Dead wood!"

  Zhu Weiwu contacted the scene almost instantly: "Are you sure it is the same art?"

   "The power is much stronger, but it is definitely from the same source. That kind of power...I am very familiar with it."

  Speaking of this, Lin Zhengren was also quite annoyed. Why didn't he pay attention to the rotten wood jue at the time. How could it be simple for a cultivator of the inner palace with supernatural powers to appreciate the Taoism? It must be hoped that the dean of Jiangcheng Daoyuan has failed to discover the potential!

  He continued: “Fu Baosong of the National Academy also repaired this technique, and this should be confirmed.”

  I wish Weiwei's voice obviously became serious: "So what do you know about this person?"

"I was very strange at the time. That person didn't know why. He seemed to hate my brother Zhengli so much that he was going to put him to death. Moreover, he deliberately chose to drown him. This reminded me that there was a maple at the time. Disciple of the Lincheng Taoist Academy, I borrowed your salary from brother, and came to my Lin clan to block the door."

  I wish only me expressionless, but the air around him has become hot.

Lin Zhengren's heart is like a Pinghu, and he is not affected by Zhu Wei's attitude at all. He still uses his own unique rhythm to slowly say: "My brother Lin Zhengli is just a dude in a small town. What can he have with respected Dong Xiang? What about the common connection? I just want to get one person, that is the young monk named Jiang Wang."

   "Perhaps everyone in Fenglin City was not dead at the time. The one named Jiang Wang is back..."

   "It's just..."

  Lin Zhengren looked puzzled: "If that person is Jiang Wang, why would he kill Dong Xiang? Isn't Dong quite his teacher? Could it be that the incident in Fenglin City back then..."

  He stopped here.

  That's enough.

  It’s too late.

  (End of this chapter)