Confused Escort Confused Account

Zhao Shitu was terrified, thinking that he had heard the wrong sound and would have misunderstood the meaning.But the expression on Mr. Jia's face told him that what he heard was not false.He comforted the other party and said: "Calm down first, and speak slowly, what's going on?"

Director Jia's breathing finally calmed down a little, and he said hoarsely, "Master Yuan...he was murdered."

Zhao Shitu frowned: "Where is he?"

Mr. Jia said, "It's in Yuan's mansion."

Zhao Shitu was even more surprised: "Why is this happening? The Yuan Mansion is heavily guarded, so it should be difficult for outsiders to break in."

Mr. Jia raised his sleeve and wiped his forehead. In the cold snowy day, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead: "The guards in the mansion have never let up."

Zhao Shitu asked again: "Did the perpetrator be caught?"

Director Jia shook his head, "There isn't even a shadow."

Zhao Shitu thought for a moment, and then asked: "Where is Mr. Yan now, he should have just arrived in Yuan's residence not long ago?"

Mr. Jia said: "Young master was the first to discover it. The master originally asked the young master to go to the study in the inner courtyard. He said that he had something important to discuss, so he dismissed all the servants. We were waiting in the outer courtyard when we suddenly heard the young master's exclamation. I rushed there in a hurry, but it was too late."

Zhao Shitu pondered and said: "It's so strange... Is Mr. Yan still safe?"

Mr. Jia said, "Young master is fine. When he arrived in the inner courtyard, the master had already fallen on the ground. I have called someone to inform the government, but the government didn't know about it. You are all young master's friends, maybe you have a clue."

Zhao Shitu nodded and said: "Okay, we will follow you there."

This is Zhao Shitu's first visit to the inner courtyard of Yuan Mansion.

Although the Yuan Mansion has many family members and guests often visit, most of the people coming and going are concentrated in the outer courtyard.The inner courtyard is surrounded by the outer courtyard. There is only a narrow arch at the entrance, and even the courtyard walls are higher than other places. Zhao Shitu followed Mr. Jia through the arch, and felt that the surroundings seemed to have changed into a cave, which was surprisingly deserted.

The yard is long and narrow, with winding and winding stone roads, and pines are planted between the roads. After winter, the color of the pine leaves becomes thicker, and the greenness reaches the extreme, with a hint of ripe brown, covered by white snow. On the top of the tree, light and dark colors are layered and interlaced, like continuous waves, spreading forward, making the courtyard more secluded and mysterious.

The study is at the deepest part of the long and narrow corridor.Zhao Shitu led a group of escorts, and Mr. Jia hurried across the courtyard to the study.

There is a group of people around the door of the study, including Yuan Leixing's disciples and some servants, Yan Wuhua's back in the green shirt is also among them.He turned his head when he heard footsteps, and when he saw the person coming, his eyes lit up, and he immediately went up to him: "Boss Zhao, everyone, you are here."

Zhao Shitu had already stopped in front of him, seeing his pale face and frowning, he asked with concern, "Brother Yan, is he alright?"

Yan Wuhua pursed her lips tightly, and it took a long while before she replied: "I'm fine, but my father has already suffered a tragic death." He lowered his eyes, silently staggered his body, and let out the door of the study.

Zhao Shitu looked into the door, and saw Yuan Leixing's body was still in the middle of the study, bent over, there was a pool of blood under him, the wound on his back was at the ventricle, and his coat was soaked with blood.The gold-encrusted saber was still hanging by his waist, but unfortunately he had no chance to draw it out.

Unexpectedly, the head of the dignified bodyguard club, the head of a famous family, was assassinated in his own courtyard, and he had no power to resist.

Yan Wuhua explained from the side: "Father asked me to come to the inner courtyard to discuss matters. As soon as I walked to the gate of the courtyard, I heard the sound of a sharp weapon being unsheathed from the direction of the study. When I arrived, the study already looked like this."

Zhao Shitu asked: "Didn't you see the direction in which the murderer was escaping?"

Yan Wuhua just shook her head.

Zhao Shitu raised his eyes and looked around. There was no other trace of fighting in the room. It is likely that the murderer succeeded in sneak attacking from behind and killed him with one blow.In terms of abnormalities, only a pair of tables and chairs were knocked over, and several cabinet doors were open on the wall behind the chairs.

He frowned and said, "Could the murderer be looking for something...Brother Yan, are the Golden Thread Clothes and Kun Wu Sword still safe?"

Yan Wuhua said: "They are all hidden in other places, not in this room."

The rest of the Escort also looked at the surroundings, and Ming Yuezhu asked, "How can we break in during the day without leaving any traces. Director Jia, have you asked the guards?"

Director Jia nodded and said: "The disciples on duty today are all here, and they all said they didn't see the intruder, and they are on duty in pairs. Unless they lie together, they can't hide from each other."

The disciples of the Golden Knife Sect were right behind Mr. Jia. After looking at each other, they all said, "We really didn't see anyone."

Mingyuezhu was puzzled and said: "First, he succeeded in a sneak attack, and then escaped invisible in broad daylight. Even the Yashamen, they don't have such a heaven-defying ability."

Zhao Shitu returned to the courtyard and looked left and right. The snow on the stone road had just been trampled on. The footprints were messy and varied in depth, but the footprints were limited to the road surface. It is clean, without the slightest trace of obtrusiveness.

Could it be that the man came out of the ground? He turned to Luo Huan and asked, "Little devil, do you think it's possible..."

Luo Huan immediately shook his head and said: "No, this inner courtyard is surrounded in the center, and it is far away from the outside of the mansion. It is completely different from the place where I saved you earlier."

Didn't it come out of the ground, did it fly over with wings inserted?Zhao Shitu raised his head and glanced around the courtyard wall. There was no obstacle on the flat wall, even if a bird passed by, it would cast a shadow, let alone a person.In broad daylight, how can we not be noticed?

He wondered: "Could it be haunted..." He walked to the courtyard wall, looking around.Although no evidence was found, some scratches were unexpectedly found on the wall, deep or shallow, of different lengths, as if scratched by a knife edge, but the edges were fuzzy, and it seemed that they had been left for a long time.

He expanded his search area, and sure enough, he saw more than one similar scratches on the surrounding walls.

He turned around, pointed to the wall and asked, "Boss Jia, when did these knife marks leave?"

Mr. Jia followed the prestige, and after seeing what he was pointing at, he immediately opened his eyes wide, and his tone became flustered: "This... these have been left for many years."

Zhao Shitu frowned and said, "Many years? Did an accident happen in this yard?"

"This..." Mr. Jia involuntarily retracted his neck and looked away.

Zhao Shitu quickly came to him: "Human life is at stake, there is nothing to hide, Mr. Jia, don't you want to find the murderer and give Master Yuan an explanation?"

Manager Jia tremblingly raised his head, met the firm gaze from the opposite side, and finally gave up and sighed: "There was indeed an accident back then, and Mrs. Yuan died in this courtyard."

Zhao Shitu was surprised: "He died here? Could it be that he died in a fight? Who dares to hurt Madam in Yuan Mansion?"

Mr. Jia said, "Yes... the former young master..."

Zhao Shitu was terrified, unable to hide his astonishment, and asked the other party for confirmation with his eyes.

Director Jia just lowered his head, stopped looking at him, and whispered in his mouth: "The master told me that this matter should not be told to outsiders..."

A thought came to Zhao Shitu's mind, and quickly took shape in the recollection, becoming clearer and clearer, as if a hand pulled two threads together to form a circle.

Boss Jia buried his head deeper, and the disciples standing behind him all turned pale. One of them couldn't help shaking his head and said, "It's Madam's dead soul who came back to claim her life. There really is a ghost in this place... There is a ghost..."

Manager Jia turned his head, and before he could speak, a voice interrupted him: "Don't talk nonsense!"

The voice was too strong, like a thunder that pierced the silence, everyone quieted down and looked in the direction of the voice.

The person who spoke was Shangguanqing who had been silent all the time.

Zhao Shitu also stared at him in shock, and found that his face was gloomy, as if he was enduring something, he hurried forward and said: "Shangguan, please calm down first."

Shangguan Qing's expression remained calm, only Zhao Shitu could see that he was indeed enduring, the silence at this moment was tantamount to the silence before the storm.

He thought he knew Shangguan's love well, and no change in the other party could escape his eyes, but at this moment, when he looked at the side face that was so close, he felt distant and strange.

His heart was empty, as if falling.

Shangguan Qing raised his head slightly, looked at the disciple who shook his head, and said in a deep voice: "Before blaming the dead souls, you have forgotten one important thing."

The man met his sharp gaze and said tremblingly, "Wh...what's the matter?"

"When Master Yuan was killed, there was a person who happened to enter the inner courtyard—"

The end of his words was overshadowed by a clear clang, before the words finished, the knife had already been unsheathed, and the person had already moved.

The cold blade whipped up a cool wind, and pointed at a person's throat at an unmatched speed.

——Yan Wuhua.