The Return of the Demon

Ning Chen said goodbye to General Chen and rushed to the Supervision Department on horseback.

Ordinary people in the imperial city are not allowed to ride horses, especially in the inner city.

But the Supervision Department can definitely do it. It’s like dispatching the police. How can you chase robbers without a car?

Come to the Inspectorate and lead the horse to the stable.

The Supervision Department has people specifically responsible for feeding horses, and the horses in the Supervision Department eat concentrated feed.

He inquired all the way and came to the door of a room.

This is where Pan Yucheng works.

The Supervision Department has eight golden coats, which means there are eight departments.

Some are responsible for investigation and arrest, some are responsible for researching weapons and equipment, and some are responsible for medical support and logistics. Everyone has a different division of labor and performs their own duties.

The team led by Pan Yucheng is equivalent to the criminal police and belongs to the first echelon.

The guard at the door went in to report.

After a while, Pan Yucheng walked out.

"Let's go!"

Pan Yucheng didn't say what he was taking him for?

Ning Chen also knew that Pan Yucheng looked down on him, so he didn't ask any more questions to avoid embarrassing himself.

Pan Yucheng took him to register his identity information first, and then helped him receive the crossbow.

This crossbow is too bulky and can only fire one arrow at a time, and it takes too long to change arrows, making it too late to meet a master.

Ning Chen observed it for a while and decided to transform the crossbow into a Zhuge Liannu when he had time, which could fire ten arrows at a time.

As a soldier, he was familiar with firearms and some extremely lethal cold weapons. It was not difficult to modify the Zhuge Liannu.

The Supervision Department has a department that specializes in researching equipment. I'll pay him a visit when I get familiar with it.

Immediately, Pan Yucheng took him to a large room.

Walking into the room, there were more than a dozen people in silver clothes busy.

"See Pan Jinyi."

"I've seen Pan Jinyi."

More than a dozen people in silver clothes saluted.

Pan Yucheng nodded expressionlessly and said, "Everyone, stop for a moment and let me introduce a new person to you."

Everyone looked at Ning Chen curiously.

The Supervision Department has a set time for recruiting new people, which is every spring... and the selection is strict. If you want to join the Supervision Department, you must pass strict reviews and tests at all levels.

It's winter now, which is not the time to recruit new people... Did this person come in through the back door?

Although the Inspectorate belongs to His Majesty alone, sometimes His Majesty will be merciful and allow some of the descendants of ministers who have worked hard and made outstanding achievements to enter the Inspectorate for training.

Of course, this kind of people usually come here for gold plating and will leave after a short time.

First, these young men cannot endure hardship.

Secondly, Emperor Xuan would not allow the minister's heir to stay in the Supervision Department for a long time.

After all, the Supervision Department belongs exclusively to Emperor Xuan, and no one is allowed to get involved.

Pan Yucheng glanced at Ning Chen and said to everyone: "His name is Ning Chen. He is the son of Mr. Ning, the Minister of Rites, appointed by His Majesty in silver clothes."

Everyone looked as if I guessed it right, and their eyes were filled with contempt when they looked at Ning Chen.

They hate this kind of young master the most. He is useless and likes to boss around and point fingers, which only adds to the chaos.

Ning Chen frowned slightly. He wanted to explain that his joining the Supervision Department had nothing to do with Ning Ziming, but after thinking about it, he gave up... Even if he explained it, everyone would have to believe it.

In fact, he understands these people very well.

When he was in the military camp, he also hated those young soldiers. They were all incompetent and had their eyes above their heads.

Pan Yucheng continued: "Ning Chen, I won't introduce them to you one by one. You can get to know them by yourself."

"Only a part of the people are here. Others are performing tasks outside. When they come back, you will get to know them yourself."

"Gao Ziping, please arrange an office space for Ning Chen."

A tall man in his thirties, with dark and rough skin, cupped his fists and saluted, "Yes!"

Pan Yucheng nodded and turned around and left.

Gao Ziping looked at Ning Chen, pointed to a long table in the corner, and said nonchalantly: "You will handle official business there from now on."

Ning Chen nodded, "Okay!"

Then Gao Ziping ignored him.

Ning Chen walked over, sat down at the table, and smiled helplessly, because no one paid any attention to him.

Gao Ziping and a group of people were gathered together, seemingly discussing the case.

"We have examined Zhang Yuanwai's body. As we speculated, the murderer was about seven feet five inches tall."

"The murder weapon is also as we speculated. It is a dagger. The wounds are from bottom to top, which means that the murderer is shorter than Zhang Yuanwai. Moreover, he stabbed him seven times, and the wounds are not deep, which means that the murderer is not very strong."

"But Zhang Yuanwai's son and concubine all saw it with their own eyes. When the murderer escaped, he jumped to the roof with a slight jump. This shows that the murderer is a master."

"It takes seven swords for a master to kill someone?"

Gao Ziping said: "There is a possibility that the murderer killed someone for the first time... Maybe he didn't want to kill anyone at all, but just wanted to steal property. He was accidentally discovered by Zhang Yuanwai, and he killed him in a panic."

“Has the roof been inspected?”

"I checked, and the rubble is intact...The key is that there was a winter rain a few days ago, and all traces were washed away."

A group of people discussed for a long time, without any clue, and fell into silence for a while.

"How old is the Yuanwai Zhang you are talking about?"

Ning Chen couldn't help but ask.

Everyone just looked at him lightly, but no one paid him any attention.

Ning Chen touched his nose awkwardly.

"I just want to help... There's one more thing I need to explain. I'm not the young man you think I am."

"I didn't always live in Ning Mansion. Before I was seven years old, I lived with my mother. After my mother passed away, I was wandering and begging until I was twelve years old and was taken back to Ning Mansion."

"So, in terms of the warmth and coldness of human nature and the hardships you have experienced, you may not have experienced as much as I have."

A group of people stared at Ning Chen in a daze.

But they didn't believe Ning Chen's words.

And even if what Ning Chen said was true, if you want to get along here, you need to show your real ability, not compare whose life experience is pitiful... There are too many pitiful people in this world.

"The case file is on the table. If you want to know, read it yourself."

Finally, Gao Ziping still paid attention to Ning Chen.

Ning Chen walked over, opened the file, and read it carefully!

Gao Ziping and others started a heated discussion again.

"Maybe the murderer you are chasing doesn't exist at all?"

Ning Chen's words made everyone quiet down.

They focused their eyes on Ning Chen, full of contempt.

You, a pampered young man, do you know how to investigate a case?

In their opinion, Ning Chen just wanted to attract attention... a clown.

Gao Ziping pondered for a moment, but couldn't help asking: "Ning Chen, what do you mean by what you said just now?"

Ning Chen said lightly: "Have you checked the son of Mr. Zhang?"

A silver-clad man laughed disdainfully and said sarcastically: "Are you trying to say that Mr. Zhang's son killed Mr. Zhang and wanted to seize the family property?"

"Don't embarrass yourself, we have already thought of what you can think of... Mr. Zhang had a son in his old age, and he only has this one son, who dotes on his son Zhang Mingjie... Mr. Zhang is old, and his property will belong to Zhang Mingjie after his death. Is there any need to kill people to seize the family property?"

Ning Chen He did not care about the other party's ridicule, but said calmly: "Listen to me first, what I mean is that Zhang Mingjie killed his father not to seize the family property."

"If it is not to seize the family property, then what is the reason?"

Ning Chen smiled and said: "You just said that Mr. Zhang is old and frail...but his concubine is only 30 years old, which is the age of wolves and tigers, and Zhang Mingjie is 25 years old this year, which is the time of youth and strength."

The people present are all veterans in handling cases. Ning Chen's words made their eyes suddenly brighten, as if they had been enlightened...but they felt a little incredible.