startled autumn

In the dark room, three sets of coffins were parked, and the surrounding corners were filled with large pieces of ice, which was so cold that a thin layer of hoarfrost formed on the walls. As soon as Han Yuan led the people in, Sneezed a lot.

The deputy commander of the capital guard under him hurriedly beckoned someone to bring the cloak, but Han Yuan waved his hand and said, "Let me take a look first."

When the coffin was opened, there was a small smell of rancidity. Han Yuan, who had been on the battlefield for a long time, naturally didn't mind it. In the ice room, after all, it has been a while, and the wounds all over the body are slightly white and rotten, especially a sword wound on the chest, which directly pierced the heart, which is very frightening, and now it has been roughly The sutures looked like mottled scars.

Han Yuan: "Open the rest."

Lying in the other two coffins were the two servants of Hubu and Punishment who were also assassinated before. They were also covered with sword wounds and were killed by a sword from their chests.

The vice president took the file and presented it, and reported in a low voice: "My lord, this is the file of this case."

Han Yuan took it, flipped through it patiently, frowned and said: "Although they have many sword wounds, the sword marks are clean and neat, it must be done by a master, and it should not be a simple assassination."

The deputy commander asked suspiciously: "What does your lord mean?"

"If you buy a murderer to kill someone, the killer's task is naturally based on simplicity and speed. Why leave so many meaningless sword wounds? Since the murderer is very skilled in martial arts, why didn't he choose to seal his throat with a sword quietly? Now this sword pierces The heart sounds powerful, but it is inevitable that the ground will be sprayed with blood, and the smell of blood will not go away, so it will be very difficult when throwing the corpse." Han Yuan thought.

The deputy commander sighed: "Could it be that this is a vendetta? Who did it? It's so vicious."

Han Yuan glanced at him meaningfully, and snorted coldly: "Stop acting, this sword wound is so obvious, you can't see it?"

The deputy commander was exposed by him, and he bowed his head in embarrassment: "After all, there is no evidence, and the subordinates dare not speak nonsense."

Generally speaking, the more traces left on the corpse, the easier it is to reveal the murderer's identity, especially some well-known killers in the world have their own usual methods when performing tasks, and most of the traces left on the corpse are different. Few; if they were people in the Jianghu, they would kill as soon as they wanted to, and most of them would not hide it deliberately, but would use their own unique martial arts to avenge their hatred without fear of others knowing.

The strangest thing about this suspicious case in the capital is that it was clearly a form of paying for murder, but it took the path of vendetta.

In addition, the number of continuous sword wounds on the corpse is large and the marks are deep, which can completely deduce the martial arts style used by the murderer.

"My lord, it's the sixteen styles of Yan Yu's life." The deputy commander said in a deep voice.

The sixteen moves of Yan Yu's life, from the sword sect Mo Yi, are well-known in the Jianghu, but there is no one who does not try to learn from his skin, in order to improve himself.

The first eight moves of Yan Yu's life can be learned by everyone, but the last eight moves are never publicized.

"How is this possible?" Han Yuan almost couldn't laugh out loud on the spot.

The deputy commander wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and said: "This matter is full of weirdness, my lord, you have to make a decision." Everyone in the world knows the reputation of Jianzong Mo Yi, and he is always unwilling to fight as long as he can fight. To be reasonable, if they come to arrest people without real evidence, the capital will definitely be disturbed by them.

Han Yuan finally understood that the reason why the emperor personally ordered him to investigate the case thoroughly after appointing him to take over as the commander of the capital guards was because no one except the Han family was suitable for further investigation.

Han Yuan pondered and said: "Go and invite Yue Yin from Mo Yi, just say that I have something to ask him." After a pause, he added, "Don't let Xiao Shaoling know for now."

The deputy commander had been guarding the capital for a long time, so he naturally understood Xiao Shaoling's temper, so he took orders in a low voice.

As soon as the words were finished, there was a gust of gloomy wind in the ice room, and Han Yuan sneezed again, feeling extremely unlucky.

The spring breeze was warm, and several pear blossoms were newly transplanted in the garden of the Han Mansion, and the morning glow was everywhere, layered like pearls. When Han Bixing arrived, he personally buried two jars of newly brewed pear blossom wine under the tree, thinking about waiting for winter When we arrived, we invited Shen Zhiqiu to have a few drinks.

Thinking of Shen Zhiqiu Xu's appearance of getting drunk and stupefied, Han Bi found it interesting.

Han Banbu waited on the sidelines bored, seeing that Han Bi was finally done, he asked someone to bring warm water to wash his hands, and while he was in a good mood, he quickly laughed and said, "Young master, the monthly money will be paid tomorrow."

Han Bi said lightly, "Oh."

"Young master, you understand my thoughts best." Han Banbu lowered his head shyly.

"Are you short of money recently?"

Han Banbu wanted to cry but said without tears: "Young master, I'm almost twenty, I must save up money to marry a wife in advance."

Hearing this, Han Bi sighed with deep understanding: "You are right, I should also plan ahead like you."

Han Banbu debunked him and said, "With all due respect, your current wealth can buy several Mo Yis."

Han Bi said indifferently: "You can't even buy Mo Yi, how dare you raise the monthly payment."

Han Banbu felt that this day could not be passed.

The two entered the inner room, and Han Banbu obediently handed over a notebook, "Mr. Yue sent this over in the morning, saying it was a notebook that Bai Yan hid in the crack of the wall."

"What else did Yue Yin say?" Han Bi took the letter and flipped through it at a glance, his pupils gradually locked.

Han Banbu: "Mr. Yue said that he found a treasury in Qishan, but the money in it has long since disappeared. He still needs to investigate where it went, but there is little hope of finding it."

"It goes without saying, it was naturally hollowed out by Lu Zheliu." Han Bixie said.

Han Banbu spat: "This Fuluan sect is not good, short-sighted, everything is just to make money, I really don't know who is supporting it behind the scenes."

Han Bi didn't speak, and kept turning the pages in his hands. The handwriting on the handwriting was messy, and the narrative was even more loose. It was very much like a notebook that Bai Yan used for his own memories, most of which could not be separated from one person.

Fang Hezi.

In the unfading darkness, a child hugged his knees and huddled in the corner of the room. His naked and thin body was covered with scars. Someone walked against the light, and the outline seemed to be soft golden.

"What's your name?" The man put on his clothes.

"Ayan." He always kept his voice down as much as possible, not wanting to make people feel weird.

"Oh, my name is Fang Hezi."

Fang Hezi is the most beautiful person he has ever seen, and she is willing to smile at him.

As if in a dream, Fang Hezi walked out with him in his arms. The whole courtyard was covered in blood and flesh. The hell on earth is nothing more than that. Fang Hezi said: "Your whole family is dead, I killed it."

Ah Yan nodded and said, "That's great." The father who bullied him, the mother who ignored him, and the indifferent brothers and sisters were all dead, and he just indulged in this person's warm embrace, without asking why he killed them.

Fang Hezi suggested: "Will you follow me from now on?"

From that day on he had a new name, Bai Yan.

After that, Bai Yan recorded his life of learning martial arts with Fang Hezi, which was the only day he could eat and clothe as long as he could remember.

Soon after, Bai Yan wrote: "Ahe told me that he is going to a place called Yancheng, and he won't come back for a long time. I really want to grow up soon and go with him." Probably Fang Hezi has already left , Bai Yan felt that her life was worthless, so there were only a few sentences in the records for the next year or two, until Fang Hezi returned again.

"Ah He is Fang Hezi, and has always been. Everyone in the Kuting knows that he is Fang Hezi."

"After Ah He fell asleep, he was calling Shen Zhiqiu's name. I know who Shen Zhiqiu is. Fortunately, he is dead."

"Father lied to him, Ah He was very sad, he said he would call him Lu Zheliu in the future."

Han Bi continued to read, and Bai Yan established the Fuluan Sect with the help of "father", and wrote: "I have grown up, and it is great to be able to protect Ah He."

Then, Bai Yan mentioned his wife, "I know Zhu Heng doesn't like me, so that's fine."

Seeing this, Han Bi came to a conclusion: probably in a place called Kuting, Lu Zheliu was raised as "Fang Hezi", but he was not the real Fang Hezi, so Bai Yan would say "Father lied to him".

Where is Kuting?Who raised him?And why did he let him assume Fang Hezi's identity?Why did they kill Bai Yan's family?

A lot of mysteries are still unsolved, people are like looking at flowers in a fog, entangled and hard to figure out.

Han Bi closed the notebook.

Han Banbu took the opportunity to say: "Mr. Yue also asked me where Miss Zhu Heng lives now? Without your order, I dare not say."

Han Bi murmured, "Go and send someone to tell him that in two days I will go to Mo Yi myself and take them to visit Zhu Heng."

Han Banbu asked knowingly, "They?"

"If Shen Zhiqiu doesn't go, then Yue Yin won't go either." Han Bi laughed.

Han Banbu quickly responded, and asked again: "What if Xiao Shaoling comes along?"

Han Bi paused, gritted his teeth and said, "If Xiao Shaoling comes, Yue Yin will never even think about going."

Mr. Yue is living in the bitter wind and rain all the time.

Han Banbu couldn't help sighing in his heart.