Chapter 11 Escape Room

The sky is getting late, and in early spring, it gets dark early. As the sun sets, more and more people gather. It takes time to arrange the arrangements outside the city, and it also takes time to mobilize the carriages.

During the confrontation between the two sides, time passed little by little.

Zhao Zhixian did not send anyone to attack again, and Qi Ping was happy and relaxed.

When darkness came from the sky, he released two maids and lit lanterns.

"When the carriage from the county government arrives, I have to trouble you all to come with me, but it will be over soon." Qi Ping said apologetically.

Fan Shouxin did not dare to speak.

Logically speaking, as the richest man in Heyan, there is no need to take a young catcher seriously, but what he witnessed today has already made him put aside his scornful attitude.

So that, in a daze, he even felt that this was not a drill, but that he was really in danger, and the way he looked at Qi Ping changed again and again.

Therefore, even though Rao was showing signs of fatigue, he did not show any signs of attack. He just nodded and suddenly said:

"Qi Qi, I'm afraid the county magistrate won't be happy about what happened today."

Qi Ping stood under two flaming red lanterns and nodded: "I know."

"Then why..."

"You want to ask, why should I be so 'serious'?" Qi Ping asked back, "Everyone else was going to go through the motions. I could have gotten by, but I chose to take the risk of offending the county magistrate to do this."

After a pause, he showed a simple smile:

"But is it wrong to be serious?"

Fan Shouxin was stunned for a moment.

I didn’t know how to refute for a while.

Qi Ping clasped his hands behind his back and sighed:

"Since this year, banditry has been rampant in all counties in the prefecture. Although Heyan has not been affected, who dares to say that it will not be the next one?

The county magistrate's idea of ​​holding the drill is a good one, but many colleagues don't take it to heart at all. But is this really the right thing to do?

Today, I am just a little martial artist, and I can do this. What kind of disaster will it cause if it is really an extraordinary gangster?

Naturally, I know that such a move may offend the county magistrate, but..."

After a pause, he said in a deep voice:

"I'm even more afraid that when the real danger comes, I won't have enough experience to deal with it!

I am even more afraid that my colleagues will lose their lives because of their lack of experience!

I am even more afraid that the people of Heyan will become dead souls killed by the gangsters!

Sacrificing myself to benefit millions of families, I think this deal can be done!"

Shocking and enlightening!

Fan Shouxin was stunned. He originally just asked casually, but he didn't expect to get such a sonorous and powerful answer.

How could this little catcher have such a big heart?

At this moment, not only him, but also the other servants and maids were stunned.

The resentment that many people had due to being detained suddenly disappeared.

Yes, it's really uncomfortable being tied up here.

But the young man in front of him took the risk of being resented and actually taught everyone a lesson. In turn, wouldn't it also make them safer?

What kind of spirit is this?

In this era, the image of low-level police officers in Yamen is actually very bad... Protecting the country and the people is more like a slogan. Do not bully others or extort money, which can be regarded as being dedicated to your job.

Because of this, when these words are spoken from the mouth of a low-level police officer, it is particularly rare.

Everyone was in awe for a moment, and several little maids looked at Qi Ping with eyes full of admiration.

Well... I almost believed what I said... I don't know if people outside can hear what I said with extraordinary means... Qi Ping muttered.

It doesn’t matter if you can’t hear it, just treat it as a rehearsal in advance.

This rhetoric was naturally prepared in order to cope with the subsequent cross-examination. He secretly practiced it several times...

However, this is actually not a lie.

What's the point of practicing if you don't take it seriously?

Not to mention the big ones, if we take the earthquake drills in the school seriously when Qi Ping was in school, we can really save a lot of lives when a disaster strikes.

"Okay, it's getting cold at night. Everyone, please go into the hall and rest. I'll go take a look around to prevent sneak attacks by the army. When the carriage comes, we'll leave the city together."

Qi Ping stopped talking and sent everyone into the inner hall. The butchers were extremely cooperative and even looked at him with tender eyes.

It's great that this gangster still cares about us.

He closed the door and let out a deep breath, thinking that if he kept pretending, they might end up in Stockholm.

Pressing the sword on his waist, Qi Ping glanced at the dark courtyard, picked up a thousand taels of fake silver, and turned around to walk into the darkness:

"It's almost time, it's time for my little sister to come."

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When night came, at the end of the long street, under the watchful eyes of countless busybodies, a carriage arrived belatedly.

The wooden wheels rolled on the bluestone road, reflecting the red light of the torches.

"Sir, the arrangements have been made!" the driving officer reported back.

Zhao Zhixian paused at the bottom of the carriage, where a special array plate was placed. It only needed to be activated with a secret method to create an illusion - this was an object that Qi Ping didn't know about.

Even for monks who have entered the country, it is difficult to break it.

There are many people in the city, so it is difficult to take action. As long as you wait for the carriage to leave the city, activate the formation, and supplement it with an ambush, it will be easy to capture the thief.

"Come here, shout." Zhao Zhixian said in a deep voice.

Wang Dianshi immediately shouted loudly:

"Listen to the gangsters inside. The carriages and horses have arrived. Open the door quickly!"

However, what responded to him was silence.

Wang Dianshi was stunned for a moment, took a deep breath, and repeated it louder, but still received no response.

There's no reason the gangsters couldn't hear such a loud sound.

Everyone had strange expressions and felt uneasy in their hearts. Wu Captou, who died gloriously in the line of duty, suddenly thought of something and hurriedly said:

"Sir! Could it be that this thief escaped?"

Governor Li, who was standing by and watching, shook his head and said:

"The looking glass covers the entire mansion. If he jumps over the wall and escapes, he will not be able to escape this thing. Not to mention that the patrols around him did not give any warning."

He pointed to the "camera" floating in front of him, very confidently.

Wu Captou was stunned and said doubtfully:

"If that's the case, why is there no movement? May I ask, sir, if the thief... is still in the courtyard?"

In order to abide by the agreement with Qi Ping, the mirror picture was not shown to them.

Logically speaking, the information in the painting should not be revealed, but... it’s just like this, so it shouldn’t be considered a breach of contract, right? Governor Li pondered for a moment, shook his head and said:

"Not really."

With the help of the mirror, he witnessed Qi Ping entering the room with his own eyes. However, the same was true for the hostages, so it was not special.

The sky-gazing mirror cannot see through the tiles and bypass obstacles.

Cat Wu's head shuddered, then he gritted his teeth and cupped his hands: "I'm humble enough to ask for orders, go and knock on the door!"

He wants to try to save his image.

You are all dead... Fish fishing master Wang Dianshi wanted to remind him, but Magistrate Zhao nodded:

"Can."

If you just knock on the door, it doesn't matter whether Wu Chuan does it or any other government official does it.

Wu Captou was overjoyed. He took a few steps to the vermilion gate and pounded it with his fists like a drum. At the same time, he shouted over and over again, but there was no response.

has a problem!

He gritted his teeth, used a knife to lift the door bolt, and pushed the door hard.

With a creaking sound, the door opened. Zhao Zhixian's eyes moved and he took the lead to walk in. A group of people rushed into the mansion with open fire and weapons.

In the entire inner courtyard, only the inner hall is bright.

Wu Chuan wielded his golden sword and opened the door, only to see everyone in the Fan Mansion looking over with blank expressions.
To be continued...