Igarashi Qiefeng stood silently in front of Shimizu Nobu's body, watching his face dying with his eyes closed.
The Japanese genius who once made him feel like he had to look up to all his life, died so simply at his hands because the man had taught him in just one day.
Or, he died under Kikukawa Dai's sneak attack.
Igarashi Qifeng looked down at his hands covered in Qingshui Shin's blood, and inexplicably felt a sense of fear.
Takehie Kato was killed before, and now Shimizu Nobu died. Who else will die in the future? How many more people will die?
Who will be the last laugh?
Miyahara Kazuya carried Yamada Matsu onto his shoulders and said softly: "Igarashi, let's go."
Igarashi Naofeng put away the hidden weapon scattered and wiped it clean on Shimizu Nobu's body, followed Miyahara Kazuya and jumped out of the window.
Kikukawa Dai was the last one to leave. Before leaving, he locked the window to death. In this way, no one would find the dead person in the room.
Of course, in a quarter of an hour, after the two Kato family retainers broke free from the talisman paper, the news of Kiyomizu Nobu's death will be revealed to the world.
But by that time, they had already walked away.
...
When Murong Bai and Liu Wuyan rushed to the Tokyo Post Station, they saw a corpse covered with a layer of white cloth and were carried out.
The two looked at each other, and a trace of bad thoughts flashed through each other's hearts.
Murong Bai squeezed past the whispering people watching, walked to a Japanese warrior and asked:
"What's wrong?"
The Japanese warrior just glanced at Murong Bai coldly and did not take care of him.
This was the first time Murong Bai was turned away in his life, and his expression became embarrassing.
Liu Wuyan came over and whispered:
"Mr. Murong, this group of Japanese people don't know the rules of the Tang Dynasty. It's useless to talk to them. Let's go find that officer."
Murong Bai turned his head and saw a ninth-rank captain dressed in Jinwu Guard.
He took out a token from his sleeve, which was Li Chu's waist card, and he handed it to Li Xin'an almost all year round. Li Xin'an had to accompany Koga Yusuke and others a few days ago, so he handed the token to Murong Bai and asked him to keep it properly.
It was a bit inappropriate to reveal his true identity to a ninth-rank captain. Murong Bai decided to make the token just a fucking fuck.
After all, the first level of official position is to crush people to death. This token is from the fifth grade. If you ask, you don’t worry about the lieutenant not answering anything.
Murong Bai slowly stepped forward, the ninth-rank captain of Jinwu Guard frowned and looked at the man who looked like ice with suspicious eyes.
"What are you going to do?"
Murong Bai raised the token, the captain stretched his head and looked carefully. He couldn't help but be shocked and hurriedly clasped his fists and said:
"I don't know that the adults are here, so I offend you so much. Please forgive me!"
Murong Bai waved his hand, put away the token, and said:
"No need to be polite, raise your head and speak."
"yes."
The captain touched the sweat that oozed from his forehead, and felt secretly glad that he was - it seemed that this adult was still a good personality to get along with.
"What happened here?" Murong Bai asked.
The captain replied respectfully: "When you say that, a murder occurred in the East Japanese Inn."
"Who is the dead?"
"It is Shimizu Shimizu, the deputy envoy of Japan."
"Is it him?"
Murong Bai raised his eyebrows slightly - although this Shimizu Nobu has a little personal grudge with Li Xin'an, it has nothing to do with the overall situation. This time, Takeyo Kato was killed, and he was a completely outsider. Why is he dead now?
"Have the murderer found out?" Murong Bai continued to ask.
"Not yet, but the other two deputy envoys, Seigen Kiriya and Matsuichi Yamada, disappeared. However, the Japanese arrested a suspect, what's the name... Jiro Fujiwara, they are interrogating themselves."
Murong Baishui asked: "
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Juan Qingyuan is an old man from the Blood Clothes Hall, and according to what he said to Brother Li, he can trust him. His disappearance should be a normal departure.”
"As for Yamada Matsuichi, the person who is most likely to be the murderer of Takehide Kato, would Shimizu Nobuna die at his hands?"
He then asked, "You just said that these Japanese people caught a suspect himself, and that person also came from Japan?"
"Yes."
Murong Bai frowned and said, "Why didn't Jinwu Guard interrogate that person?"
The captain smiled bitterly and said, "We also want to do this, but these Japanese people are not allowed to let go. The people who say that the dead are their people, and the murderer is their people. They have nothing to do with the Tang Dynasty and will not let us intervene. It is only possible to transport the body of Qingshuixin out of the corpse."
"Hmph... In the Tang Dynasty, we must abide by the rules of the Tang Dynasty." Murong Bai said in a deep voice, "You should bring the suspect Jiro Fujiwara, and there are related people, I want to ask."
The Jinwu Guard Captain looked at the more and more people around him and asked tentatively:
"Sir, isn't it suitable for me here?"
Murong Bai suddenly woke up, nodded and said:
"Go and enter the station."
...
After the group stepped into the post station, Liu Wuyan asked:
"Where did Shimizu Nobu died when he was discovered?"
"The two guards found it at the door of his own room." The captain replied.
"What about the cause of death?"
"The sharp weapon pierced into the heart and died at that time. But strangely, Shimizuki still had many minor wounds on his body, many of which were not fatal, and it only cut a layer of skin. There were still many traces of fighting in his room, which didn't seem to be forged."
Murong Bai looked solemn: "Qimizu Nobuya fought with the murderer and died, but there was only one fatal injury. The other party was either a first-class expert or more than one person."
"And, since there was a fierce fight, why did the two guards at the door not enter the house for a long time? Did they deliberately look at Shimizu Shin-kun to die?" Liu Wuyan also pointed out a suspicion.
He then asked, "Where is Shimizu Shin's room?"
"The second floor is there." The captain stretched out his finger and pointed at him.
Liu Wuyan winked at Murong Bai, who understood it, nodded, and then retreated again.
The captain clapped his hands, and two tall Japanese warriors walked out, both of them looked dissatisfied.
"Person Wang, what else do you want to do? I have handed over the body of Qingshui Jun to you. I hope you don't go too far."
The ninth-rank captain of Jinwu Guard scolded: "Don't be rude, this person is--"
He suddenly remembered that he didn't know Murong Bai's official position, and then he smiled with a smile on his face:
"This... look at Bei Zhi's mind, I forgot to ask the adult name."
Murong Bai said lightly: "The minor official of the Guangping Prince's Mansion is not worth mentioning."
The captain secretly complained: "What's not worth mentioning? That's the prince's grandson. Who knows if you will become a prime minister and general in ten or twenty years?"
Murong Bai looked at the two Japanese warriors and asked, "What were you doing when Shimizu Nobu died? Why didn't you go in?"
The two Japanese warriors looked at each other and then said coldly: "This is our Japanese business, and you don't need to worry about it."
"You are standing on the land of the Tang Dynasty. The blood of your Japanese people pollutes our land. Isn't it our business?"
Murong Bai said lightly: "I'll give you a chance in the end. What do I ask and what do you answer? Otherwise, the Ministry of Justice prison has just executed a group of prisoners recently, and the death row prisoners suddenly became empty. You can go and sit down."
"You are threatening our Japanese warriors!"
"Person Wang, take it down. Don't worry about someone causing trouble for you. The Guangping Palace will take on this matter."
"Get orders!"
Captain Wang Chong waved his hand excitedly and said, "Press up these people and interrogate them separately!"
He had long been unable to stand the things these Japanese people did, and he was dragging one or two in other people's homes
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No matter who looks at his face, he can't help but want to punch him twice.
When the two Japanese warriors saw that they were coming, they suddenly became panicked and lost their minds.
When the cold wrist armor of the Jinwu Guard soldiers touched their bodies, the two hurriedly begged for mercy in their lame Tang Dynasty's official language:
"We said, sir, what do you want to ask, we all say!"
Murong Bai's eyes flashed with a trace of disdain and asked:
"I have asked the first question. Why don't you go in when Shimizu Nobu died?"
The two warriors hesitated for a while and said:
"At that time, we were stuck with talisman paper by Jiro Fujiwara and couldn't move."
"Tactic paper? What is that?"
"It is our Japan, Onmyoji's unique method. Those who have been hit by the talisman paper will be controlled by Onmyoji, which is very terrible!"
"Onmyoji?"
Murong Bai suddenly remembered that Kikukawa Dai, the deputy envoy of Yusuke Koga, was an Onmyoji!
"Oh no, it's still late!"
"Has Kikukawa Dai been here before Shimizu Nobu died?"
"He has been here, and there are two other deputy envoys, Miyahara Kazuya and Igarashi Kazuki. And it was Fujiwara Jiro who received them."
Murong Bai slowly exhaled a breath of depression and said, "The murderer who killed Shimizu Nobu is probably Kikukawa Dai."
"But, Shimizu Nobu is a logically outsider, why did Kikukawa Dai kill him?"
Two Kato Takehide's retainers said: "At that time, Kiyomizuki was not the only one in Kiyomizuki's room, but Matsuichi Yamada was there too."
Murong Bai's eyes stern: "Continue talking."
“Hayi.”
The two paused and said:
"Juji and Kiyomizuki suddenly attacked last night, pointing out that Yamada and Katoki's death were closely linked. Yamada and wanted to defend themselves, but were interrupted by Jujiki and threw them to Kiyomizuki for monitoring. Then he left the inn."
"That Jiro Fujiwara is a retainer of the Yamada family. He put talisman paper on the body of us on the excuse of delivering food to Yamada and Kiyomizu, and we couldn't move at all. Fortunately, he was targeted by the rest of our companions when he ran away and caught him."
"Where is Fujiwara Jiro now? I want to ask a few questions."
"This..." the two looked at each other, in a dilemma, unable to speak.
Murong Bai frowned: "What's wrong?"
"Sir, he has been tortured by us so much that he has been cut off by us and cannot speak."
Murong Bai was a little angry: "That's how you treat the murderer? There are more people behind him. If you have a little brain, you will not cut off his tongue!"
"It is because we are not considerate carefully, so I wish you guilty."
Murong Bai waved his hand as if he was deflated: "Forget it."
Liu Wuyan walked in from outside the door, approached Murong Bai, and whispered in his ear:
"There are marks outside the window of Qingshuixin, and there are similar scratches in the alleys behind it. Someone should be marking us."
Murong Bai looked at Liu Wuyan in surprise, and the latter nodded firmly, and he immediately said:
"Person Wang, I'll leave it to you here."
"Sir, walk slowly."
Watching Murong Bai leave the post station, the captain Wang rushed to the end but didn't understand why this big man from the Emperor's Grandson came to the Tokyo Inn for?
On the back wall of the inn, Murong Bai looked at the subtle marks left behind and continued to the north.
Liu Wuyan pondered and said, "Who did this trace leave? And why?"
Murong Bai shook his wrist and looked cold:
"If you can't figure it out, you will catch up with it and it will naturally come out."
"They took the seriously injured Matsuichi Yamada and were dressed in Japanese, so they would definitely not be able to walk fast. According to time calculations, they walked at most twelve or three miles, and we were two fast horses looking for marks along the way, and before dark, they would chase after them."