Chapter 888 Young Master Jiang Returns to Beijing

The capital city, the golf city, the warm wind is delivered lightly.

Nan Chanting Buddha wore a white hat and waved the club to hit a ball. His level was as normal as ever, but he still smiled without any attention. Then he turned his head and smiled at Han Liu who was following: "The police found Zhao Heng imprisoned in Songzan den? He is still intact?"

In the latest information in Inner Mongolia, the police found Zhao Heng in Songzan's tent, which was burned by the fire, who was tied up and imprisoned on the pillar of the Mongolian people sacrificing God. It is rumored that the police found that Zhao Hengshi was dying, and his injuries and hunger were quite serious.

But Nan Chanting Buddha laughed when he heard this. On the night when Tutuhuli attacked, he thought about it and concluded that Zhao Heng had written, directed and acted by himself, so Zhao Heng was tied to a pillar and was afraid that it was a self-arrangement, but this drama was too reasonable and impeccable.

Han Liuzhi held the club with the ball bag and nodded slightly and said, "Yes, after receiving the information about the Songzan Tooth Fight, the police led a large number of police officers to the site of the incident. Dongfang Xiong also led a regiment to assist. Of course, Dongfang Xiong's slogan was to find the missing Zhao Heng."

Nan Chanting Buddha's name murmured to himself: "It's so wonderful."

Han Liuzhi naturally knew what the master meant and continued the topic just now: "Apart from five or six living mouths and blood diluted by heavy rain, the police did not find a complete body. Three fires burned countless bodies. The police are still identifying it."

He added lightly: "There is no news from Murong Xuan. Judging from the final activity trajectory of the Murong clan members, there were at least two thousand Murong members who stayed in Songzanya that night, and many of them were women, children, and young and old of the Murong family. That is to say, more than two thousand people may die and be burned."

"Two thousand people?"

Nan Chanting Buddha thought of Zhao Heng's words in the camp that night, a trace of unconcealed ripple appeared on his face, and sighed: "His methods are indeed cruel and iron-blooded. At that time, he said he wanted to kill two thousand people to dissipate the situation. I don't believe it very much. Now it seems that I don't understand him after all."

Nan Chanting Buddha knows what the concept of two thousand people is, because he and Jialan have faced the siege of the Murong people. It was a crowd of people overwhelmingly. Thinking of so many people being destroyed, Nan Chanting Buddha's mouth couldn't stop touching, and it was rare that life was too fragile.

"Murong Xuan's defense is solid."

Han Liuqi let out a long breath: "After we took Bayar away, Murong Xuan also guessed that he might be in danger, so he mobilized elite troops to defend the camp and set up a hedgehog formation, but his impotence collapsed like a blank paper under three hundred crossbow arrows."

"Then the attackers erased the entire camp."

Nan Chanting Buddha's eyes narrowed slightly, and his delicate face radiated in the sun. He could imagine how spectacular and bloody the rainy night was last night. Three hundred crossbow arrows destroyed the defense of the Murong people. Then Zhao Heng led the elites to wash the Songzan tent and ignited the traces of destruction.

The most ridiculous thing is that Zhao Heng also pretended to be a victim. He could imagine that when the Meng District police saw Zhao Heng, Zhao Heng must have been grateful and reborn. Dongfang Xiong, the best supporting role, would probably also shout a welcome word to block Meng Ren's mouth.

Nan Chanting Buddha was quite appreciating Zhao Hengshi's game, and then he caught the key point. When he got on the electric car and rushed to the next shot, he looked at Han Liu and asked lightly: "You said just now that there are five or six living people. Besides Zhao Heng, who are alive?"

"Why didn't Zhao Heng kill them? Use them to prove that he is innocent?"

In the eyes of the intelligent and wise Nan Nian Buddha, Zhao Heng dared to kill 2,000 people and used the method of destroying corpses. As long as he handled the matter cleanly, no one could prove that Zhao Heng killed and set fire. On the contrary, it would make people feel that Murong Xuan attacked and kidnapped Zhao Heng.

Therefore, it is a bit of a slight addition to the fact that they left five or six living mouths to testify for themselves. As long as they bite back, the murderer Zhao Heng will probably be smashed into pieces by the Mongren. The fact that the Mongren has no action is because they have no evidence, and Dongfang Xiong suppresses their rebound.

"The people who are alive are indeed six Murong members."

Han Liuzhi didn't have much emotional fluctuation on his face, and he drove the electric car carefully: "I originally thought that Zhao Heng had such a big move, but knowing that Murong Hung was there, I knew that Zhao Heng had completely controlled the situation. Murong Hung is Murong Xuan's younger brother and Murong Elite."

He explained in a calm voice: "But he was imprisoned by Murong Hung for many years and did nothing. Now he has the opportunity to destroy Murong Xuan, he naturally wants to turn around. Therefore, it is normal for him to cooperate with Zhao Heng in private. The rest of the people are also Murong Hung's confidants, so Zhao Heng will not have any danger."

He further elaborated on Murong Hung’s man: “Although Murong Hung has been active in Inner Mongolia for a short time, according to my investigation, this is a Murong elite with a strategic vision. His abilities and methods are by no means inferior to Murong Xuan, and his matriarchal power has a prominent foundation.”

"I guess he will do his best to cooperate with Zhao Heng."

"This kid is really working every step."

Nan Chanting Buddha sighed: "This bloody case is perfect."

Hearing Nan chanting Buddha's words, Han Liu smiled and then took over the topic and spoke: "In fact, there is no case in this incident that can be done seamlessly. The Murong bloody case seems to have no loopholes, but if you really investigate it, you can still find Zhao Heng, but political competition can erase everything."

"Just like this case, the two Donghua families will definitely find a comprehensive investigation."

Han Liuzhi used his professionalism and explained his views: "After all, Murong Xuan's fall hurt a lot of their interests, and they themselves had murderous intentions towards Zhao Heng, so there was no suspense to deal with Zhao Heng through this incident, and Zhao and the Southern Sect would have ideas to stop him."

Speaking of this, Han Liuzhi slowly relaxed the accelerator: "We will provide clear evidence to calm the matter, so this matter will eventually end in a political contest. However, judging from the current situation, the Donghua camp is obviously not as powerful as the Southern Zhao camp, and we occupy all the truth."

"Bayaer sent people to attack, and Zhao Heng was attacked were all powerful arguments."

Han Liuzhi has been rolling in the Chinese government for many years and naturally knows the twists and turns. Inner Mongolia is not so much a contest between Zhao Heng and Murong Xuan, but it is better to say that all parties take the opportunity to confront each other. The Mongolian forces want to take the opportunity to hold a firm grudge, and the Standing Committee wants to take the opportunity to open up a vicious cycle of compromise.

The five factions want to reach out to grab resources, but in short, they are fighting with their own goals. Zhao Heng and Murong Xuan are just pawns for opponents in various directions. If there is no force behind them, no matter how awesome Murong Xuan is, he will never be able to fight to the end with the two young masters of Nan Zhao.

Therefore, Han Liu pointed out that the Inner Mongolia conflict would transfer to the capital.

Nan Chanting Buddha relaxed his body and leaned on the seat, moved the hat on his forehead and spoke: "You are right. It seems that the final contest in Inner Mongolia is on the stage of the capital, but it doesn't matter. We have Bayar in our hands. Just hurry up and find out his evidence of his crime and make a final conclusion."

Although Nan Chanting Buddha and Zhao Heng had never been ventilated, both of them had a tacit understanding in their work and could always predict the other party’s next plan. Therefore, they both supported them intentionally or unintentionally. Faced with the current situation, Nan Chanting Buddha was preparing to open a gap from Bayar and reduce Zhao Heng’s pressure.

Han Liu nodded slightly with his finger: "I understand!"

The car arrived at the next shot, and Nan Nianbu jumped down before the car stopped. He waved the club twice and threw the last question: "Zhao Heng set up a game and appeared as a victim. Then someone who attacked Songzan's den should be responsible, otherwise it would be imperfect."

Han Liuzhi got out of the car with something in his hand. He hesitated for a while and added: "Now it is Yueren who is taking the blame. The city crossbow is the group used by Yueguo swordsman in Luoyanling. It is rumored that the person who killed Murong Xuan was also Yueren, and Murong Hung also accused him of Yueren cleaning Songzan's den."

Speaking of this, a hint of praise flashed through his eyes: "Although there are many loopholes in the matter, it has to be said that Zhao Hengming made very beautiful evidence in front of him, and he had all the evidence. The testimony of Murong and Hung and others used by Yuedi can make Yue Guo take the blame."

"And anyone who questions this will be labeled as a traitor."

Nan Nian Buddha was completely relieved when he heard this, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Very good. It seems that it was the right choice for me to turn enemies into friends with Zhao Heng. By the way, did Zhao Heng and the others return to Beijing now? He was missing for many days and was injured. Naturally, my friend, would have to go over and see him."

"I heard that when I came back in the afternoon, Dongfang Xiong would personally escort him."

Han Liuzhi stood behind Nan Chanting Buddha and told the latter what he knew: "No matter how beautiful Zhao Heng is, Meng District has always been a world of men with strong folk customs. If there are a few people who take the blame and ignore the consequences to deal with Zhao Heng, Zhao Heng's situation will become very dangerous."

Nan Chanting Buddha laughed: "It's good to come back in the afternoon." Then he narrowed his eyes slightly, and counted the days with his fingers: "Today seems to be the day when Jiang Polang comes back. I hope the two will not collide halfway, otherwise the dark waves in Inner Mongolia will not disappear and the storm in the capital will rise again."

Han Liuqi smiled profoundly: "Things in the world are unpredictable."

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