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Chapter 53 Where are the things!

Chapter 53 Where is the thing!

He defended people's rights and worked hard to investigate the case, even at the cost of offending his boss. He taught her autopsy and sent her to school. However, when she was able to take care of him in old age, she was killed by the underworld because of a murder case.

There is no whole body in death.

It is difficult to judge this matter legally, so she returned to her old business, killed those people in their lair alone, took revenge, and gave up her life.

The old man often said, "Aluo, you have to smile more so that I can sleep peacefully. Otherwise, if you have such a bad temper, what will you do in the future?"

She always remembers this, remembers that he pulled her back from hell, and remembers that he taught her to work hard to live in the sunshine...

So she relived her life, followed the rules, practiced calligraphy and meditated, brewed wine and cooked tea, and was filial to her father. She tried hard to capture these ordinary and tranquil things, but unfortunately her dream was still ruthlessly torn apart!

When the knife is swung down, blood splashes!

She realized with horror that nothing had changed, and she was still the devil from hell who kept killing people and was doomed to be covered in blood.

"Then so be it."

Surao put the handkerchief back on the shelf, stared at the water, and murmured to herself: "Now that the knife is in my hand, I have the final say as to why we fight!"

The only thing that made her uneasy was that Yan Yun caught her pigtails.

Under intense grief, she would often experience nausea, vomiting, night sweats, and panic attacks. She would become drowsy and unable to wake up due to her subconscious escaping from reality.

She had had an attack in the carriage before when her father passed away. This time, the murder brought back old memories. The pain was so painful that it recurred again.

The most difficult thing is that this disease is difficult to cure.

It's a heart disease.

It was useless to think about this matter too much. Surao sighed softly, cleared away the messy thoughts in her mind for the time being, and ate some food. It was completely dark outside.

The shadow guard sent to monitor Mu Tianfeng sent back the news.

"Girl, there's something going on."

Zhu Yan pushed open the door and entered with great interest.

Not long after, several people followed Mu Tianfeng at night and entered the house. The house was tall and grand, located in the middle of the city. Mu Tianfeng climbed over the wall from the side street and walked through the house with ease.

"Where is this!"

"Shanglin County Sheriff's Mansion."

Yan Yun's eyes flickered as he glanced at the paper lantern hanging in the corridor. The word "Song" was written in strong handwriting on the lantern.

If I had known that Mu Tianfeng had a lot of backers, he would have never wanted to be related to him...

Without any further delay, everyone followed quietly.

Mu Tianfeng finally stopped outside the 'Youran Ju', looked around, and pushed the door open.

Several people tapped their toes on the roof, lifted up the tiles, and looked through the small holes to see what was going on inside.

Zhu Yan suppressed his excitement and said silently: "I didn't expect that one day we would be gentlemen on the throne, but it's a pity that there are two stinky men in it. We have to replace it with a peerless beauty and treat it as a romantic affair."

"Shut up!"

Qi Chi gritted his teeth and clenched his fists at him.

Considering that there was still business to be done, Zhu Yan did not say anything to him, but only made a grimace with his lips pursed and looked down.

The house is very quiet.

A figure was writing something at the desk, and the candle was crackling. Suddenly, a knife was quietly placed on his neck, which frightened the man and asked, "Who?"

Mu Tianfeng walked out of the shadows, "Master Song has forgotten me so quickly. Let me see what he is writing..."

As he said that, he ignored Governor Song's embarrassed expression and snatched the document on the case. He glanced at it casually and sneered: "Song Daiyan, you just got people to suppress the bandits, and you are so anxious to express your merits..."

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"By the way, have you forgotten something?"

Mu Tianfeng shook the thing in his hand, moved the knife forward, and said in a serious tone: "I remind you, I not only killed the mining tax envoy sent by the imperial court three or four months ago, but also slaughtered Ya

Zhuang, people were buried alive in the explosive mines. Remember to write these down clearly. Oh, by the way, don’t forget to explain where all the things that were mined went..."

"Did it go into the warehouse of your county governor's office, or was it sent to Shengjing..."

"Mu Tianfeng! What on earth do you want to do!"

The county guard heard what he said getting more and more outrageous, and couldn't help but shouted: "Don't forget that this is my mansion, you can't live if you kill me."

"Live? Did you give me a way to live?"

Mu Tianfeng's face suddenly turned cold, and the knife pressed towards his neck, and a blood line suddenly appeared, "I have solved so many troubles for you over the years, killing political opponents, mining tax envoys, and mining supervisors. I worked hard without complaint, but what happened?

!”

"In the end, you killed the donkey and sent troops to suppress the bandits? Well? Aren't you the one who really deserves to die?"

"There's nothing I can do about it."

Song Daiyan gritted his teeth and looked at him, and said cruelly: "The imperial court has sent someone to Yunzhou. Do you know who they are? They are the young favorites that His Majesty puts in his heart. He is the eldest son of the Yan family. The news came from above and asked me to take care of them.

Tail, otherwise there may be great disaster."

"Is this the reason why you are so ruthless?"

"Then what do you want to do, Mu Tianfeng, I was the one who took you out of prison a few years ago and allowed you to gain a foothold here. I haven't treated you badly these years when you have done things for me, right?"

The county guard carefully kept a distance from the knife, trying to reason with him, "I ordered the officers and soldiers to encircle and suppress you. I also knew the news that you were still alive. The county captain said that they would post a sea arrest document to arrest you. I

I pressed it with all my strength, Tianfeng, I want you to survive!"

What he said was so sincere that he burst into tears. Mu Tianfeng pursed his lips and said nothing, but the knife held on his neck became looser.

"It's a pity that these two don't become actors."

Zhu Yan felt a chill and almost vomited out all the food he had eaten the night before. He turned to lip-sync with several people, but no one paid him any attention.

He curled his lips in boredom and continued to read.

"Song Daiyan, don't be so pretentious here. Tell me how to solve this matter. All my brothers are dead."

Mu Tianfeng was aggressive. Song Daiyan turned his eyes and discussed: "Otherwise, I still have a thousand taels of silver notes here. You can use it. It will not be difficult to find a place to settle down again."

"Are you sending beggars away?"

Mu Tianfeng looked around and sneered: "The decorations in your house alone cost more than this. If you want to shut me up, fine, just give me five thousand taels of gold."

"Five thousand taels? Gold in return? Even if you kill me, I won't be able to get that much. I'll give you another thousand taels in silver notes at most."

Song Daiyan gritted his teeth and refused to let go. He looked like he would kill me if he didn't do it.

This appearance could deceive others, but not Mu Tianfeng, who had known him for many years. His hand holding the handle of the knife tightened, and he bared his teeth and said, "Don't play tricks on me. I don't know how much gold mine is dug out."

Clearly, five thousand taels of gold is just a drop in the bucket."

"The gold has been given away by me."

"Impossible! To transport so much gold of unknown origin without leaving a trace would require traveling many miles, and it would be impossible to do it in a short time."

Mu Tianfeng was furious, and he tightened the blade even more tightly, almost embedded in his flesh, "Tell me, where is the thing!"
Chapter completed!
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