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Song Ling circled around the maidservant's corpse for a few times. According to the guards, she stretched her neck and bumped herself into the blade, making up her mind that she didn't want to die.

The maid looked to be thirteen or fourteen years old, like a flower, but her neck had a long cut, and she fell to the ground, unable to fold back, and the dark red blood seeped into the loess along the cracks in the floor.

There is a faint smell of blood.

Why is this mouth puffed up?Song Ling's eyes were sharp, and after scanning around a few times, he saw the maidservant's cheeks muttering, with a blunt bulge protruding out, as if she was holding something.

He hesitated for a moment, and poked his fingertips back and forth on the cuffs, but after all, he still couldn't do anything cruel to himself.Covering the tip of his nose, he coughed lightly.

Those who had a chance to catch up had already come up, with a face full of surprise: "What orders do you have, young master?"

"Pick it out." Song Ling pointed to the maidservant's tightly closed mouth and said concisely.

Seeing the machine's face froze, "Yes."

After a while, the witness's hands were covered with wet mucus, holding a broken little finger, enduring nausea, "She wanted to swallow this thing, but she didn't expect it to get stuck in her throat so quickly, and the acid water gushed out from behind her. , turn up."

The little finger is a little different from normal people, the knuckles are extraordinarily slender, even though one phalanx is missing, it is still the same length as normal people.

Very recognizable, Song Ling's expression changed, and he looked up at the inner courtyard, where Yin Nu was half lying on the small table.As soon as the maidservant came, Yin Nu committed suicide in a short while. How can there be so many coincidences in the world.

The maidservant has no chance to get close to Yin Nu, let alone say a word.But the things on her body can be seen by Yin Nu, such as this recognizable severed finger?The severed finger that the maid was eager to destroy?

Whose?

There is only one person, Du Shaoshang!

Even Song Ling's city government couldn't help cursing in his heart, a bunch of idiots!

Du Shaoshang's fingers were cut off, obviously Du Shaoshang had fallen into the enemy's hands, but the person he sent to track Du Shaoshang did not send any news back.

If you don't think about it, you will either be caught together, or you will die in Huangquan.

Just at this time, Tong Yu ran over from a distance with an anxious expression on his face, and before he got there, his restless breath had already sprayed in Song Ling's ears.

"few……"

Song Ling interrupted with a cold face, "Don't mess up the rules." He pressed his hand to signal all the guards to come closer, and ordered: "Tell the mistress that the second lady has gone, and let the nimble maidservant take care of the second lady." Converge on your appearance and spread out."

The guards were ordered to disperse, and Song Ling turned to Tong Yu who was at a loss, "Du Shaoshang was tied up?"

Tong Yu was stunned for a moment, he often felt that his master had fortune-telling skills, "Yes."

"Stay far away, let's see where they take Du Shaoshang, don't start a confrontation, and withdraw immediately if they are discovered, since they can take Du Shaoshang away in front of private guards, it is obviously not something you can deal with. Report this matter truthfully to your father and let him make a decision."

The Lonely Bird Courtyard was in turmoil.

The same feather is a trained hyena, vulture.Can execute orders accurately and in a timely manner.But it was a little bit of a mistake for him to be the master himself. Tong Yu lacked the backbone, he was a good soldier, not a good general.

Still short of heat, Song Ling carefully analyzed Tong Yu from hair strands to nail clipping.

After the analysis, he planned to go back to the hospital and change his clothes to see the old lady, and then discuss the matter of poisoning with Mrs. Tian.

"One more thing..." Seeing that Song Ling was about to leave, Tong Yu rolled up his sleeves, stood in front of Song Ling, and gestured with his hands and feet, "The young master is gone..." He lowered his head, almost buried in his chest, and his voice Inaudible.

Song Ling's footsteps stopped, his eyes suddenly became sharp, and he locked Tong Yu tightly.

He had known that Luo Jinnian was a dog and could not understand human speech, let alone his speech.Luo Jinnian will definitely not stay in Qingyuzhuang obediently, that's for sure.So he mobilized almost a battalion of troops to surround Qingyu Village, or did he let him run away?

Dog or Rabbit?Used to make holes!

Song Ling was angry and anxious, asking questions like a cannonball, "How did he run? Where did he go? Did anyone follow? Do you know what he was going to do?"

"Master, you told them to guard against the outsiders, and you neglected the 'internal thieves'. The young master sneaked to Huang Zhiweng's yard to dig a hole at night without telling them, and dug a few more feet through the original tunnel, and ran away." Yu didn't dare to raise his head, "Young master is good at kung fu. If you get too close, you will be discovered by the young master. If you don't know your kung fu for a while, he will disappear." Tong Yu cried out for his colleagues in his heart. The young master can put down his body to make a hole!

It's really a hole run!

Song Ling was overwhelmed with anger, no one was worrying!

"Where did you run to?"

"After entering the capital, the people guarding Tongfu sent back news that they had seen a man who looked like the young master in the alley next to Tongfu, but he disappeared just as he was about to catch up."

Same blessing?Could it be that he wants to take over Di Rong's lair single-handedly?Song Ling deeply felt that as long as a person can think, he can't do such a careless thing.But he thought it was reasonable to replace this person with Luo Jinnian.

Luo Jinnian has always been clueless, none of the masters and servants in the mansion dared to disrespect him, and praised him as if he was a martial god, an invincible opponent in the world.

When going out to pick quarrels and make troubles, everyone is afraid of the power behind him, so they naturally shy away from him, and endure as much as they can.

Being this shameless, he attributed all this to his extraordinary force.

It’s nothing more than showing off your might on weekdays, but it’s Di Rong’s real crime. They don’t care whose family you are, they won’t take care of your face, they might know that you are the son of the old enemy Luo’s family, and they will kill you.

Song Ling went back to the yard with a dark face and changed into his riding clothes. His black spiked boots were rattling. He went to Luo Jinnian's exclusive racecourse, took off the reins of Wu Yuntaxue who was being served by Luo Jinnian's little wife, and got on the horse neatly.

Wuyun Taxue is a first-class strong horse. Even Luo Jinnian had been kicked by it several times back then, and his nose was bruised and his face was swollen before finally riding on it.

Usually, it is not good enough to be a treasure, and it is like offering it to the ancestors, so I reluctantly let people ride it.

Suddenly being carried on the back by a stranger, ordinary horses can't bear it, let alone a dark cloud riding snow.

It has been raised to be wild, and usually no one can touch it except Luo Jinnian, and no one dares to approach it.

Stretching its slender neck and neighing for a long time, its four hooves stomped on the ground fiercely, and the horse's back was raised high, trying to shake anyone off its back who dared to offend it.

Song Ling's legs were clamped tightly between the horse's belly, and his upper body was unsteadily rising and falling, like a flat boat in the turbulent waves.

"Be obedient," he stroked his mane and warned in a low voice.

But Wuyun Taxue seemed to be provoked, and struggled even harder, and his soft mane was filled with strength, and it was dancing like a knot.

Song Ling held the rein with one hand, and pulled out the white jade hairpin stuck in the black hair with the other hand.

puff!

With the ruthlessness of wanting to pierce the internal organs, he plunged into the horse's back.

"Hsssssssssssssssssssssssssss!"