Yuanyang City is relatively large, and the official district is in the north of the city. It takes at least half an hour to walk from south to north.
Fortunately, before the Youzheng curfew, Hu Xiaolin and Chen Dalang were fast enough, and they arrived directly at the Yuanyang Mansion Yamen.
At this moment, the government office has been closed. After all, they are just ordinary people. Seeing that there is no one in the government office, they don't know what to do.
This scene actually made the following spies puzzled, secretly wondering what the two men wanted to do.
When you come to the government office at night, you don't want to cause havoc here, right?
There is no way to judge, so we can only continue to look down.
After all, people have subjective initiative, so Chen Dalang finally thought of a way.
The method is very simple, just shout loudly outside the government office, there will always be someone in charge inside who can hear you.
"Master Qingtian, we need to report to the official..."
"Master Qingtian, we need to report to the official..."
Not only was Chen Dalang shouting, he also asked Hu Xiaolin to shout with him.
Although the government office was closed at night, there were still officials on duty after all, and their shouts finally caused the door to open.
"Who?" Two government officials walked out of the door, holding half-eaten steamed buns in their hands.
Chen Dalang knelt on the ground, and pulled Hu Xiaolin beside him to kneel down, and then said: "Sir, I want to report to the official!"
"Report to the official? What time is it now? The eldest master is not in the Yamen. Come back tomorrow!"
"Sir, it will be too late tomorrow, please let us see the great master!" Chen Dalang begged.
These words actually made the two government officials laugh, and one of them said: "Who do you think you are? You can see the old man whenever you want?"
"Get out of here quickly, otherwise the stick won't have eyes!"
At this time, Chen Dalang came up with a plan and said immediately: "Sir, we have captured the spy of the rebels in the north!"
"What?"
"We caught the spy!"
"Just you?" The officer's eyes were filled with contempt.
But they also know that the rebels in the north are investigating closely now, and as long as there are clues, it will be a great achievement.
"You didn't lie?"
Chen Dalang said quickly: "How dare you, a villain, lie to two adults!"
"Where is the spy?"
"This... we have to meet the eldest master before we can talk about it!" Chen Dalang said bravely.
This made the two government officials very embarrassed, but before they had time to get angry, they heard someone at the gate of the government office asking: "What's going on? I haven't sent him away yet!"
"Lord Tofusa, these two people are talking nonsense..."
Hu Xiaolin stayed where he was when he saw Chen Dalang, an old official, appearing at the door and kowtowing: "Sir, we have caught a traitor and spy from the north and want to see the prefect!"
The old official had a clearer idea of how serious this was, so he asked Chen Dalang: "Where is the spy?"
At this point, Chen Dalang did not dare to continue making trouble, so he pointed at Hu Xiaolin and said: "He is a spy..."
"Are you a spy?" The old official was a little surprised, seeing that Hu Xiaolin looked quite honest.
"Yes!" Hu Xiaolin nodded, his head was dizzy at the moment.
"Take it..." The old official took a step back.
Then, Hu Xiaolin was pushed to the ground, and then two officers came out from the Yamen and escorted them in.
The scene just now was all seen by spies from far away.
He only suspected that Hu Xiaolin was a spy, but he didn't expect that this guy was actually a spy, and he even came to the government office to surrender.
Everything happened so fast that he had no time to react.
It was originally a great achievement to catch the spy, but now that he has entered the government office, it can be said that the cooked duck has flown away.
So the spy didn't hesitate, turned around and rushed to the meeting. He wanted to report the news to his superiors.
Nearly half an hour later, the lights of Yuanyang Mansion were brightly lit.
In the lobby, the prefect Wang Zhengjun was sitting at the top, listening to Hu Xiaolin's account of the situation.
"You mean, there are spies in the palace?"
"Yes, these spies threaten the villain and make him do things for them!"
Although he admitted that he was a spy just now, Hu Xiaolin is not stupid now. He knows very well what to say and what not to say.
"You mean, they will take action tonight?"
"Yes, they sent someone here this noon and told me to go to Zhangjia Lane, Tianqingfang at Youshi."
"It seems you are very familiar with them!"
"We escaped together, but this villain has never done anything to harm the palace. Your Excellency knows this!" Hu Xiaolin kowtowed.
Fortunately, he met Wang Zhengjun, a former trial judge who was the most upright and would not let the bad guys go, nor would he wrongly accuse the good guys.
After a few breaths of silence, Wang Zhengjun asked: "How do I know whether what you said is true or false?"
"The villain is willing to guarantee it with his life!"
There was silence again in the lobby. After Wang Zhengjun thought hard, he stood up and said: "Put these two people in prison!"
"Yes!" The officer happily accepted the order.
When he was taken away, Chen Dalang couldn't help shouting: "Sir, you are wronged!"
Everyone retreated one after another. Wang Zhengjun looked serious and immediately stood up and walked out of the lobby. He wanted to see Zhou Chengping.
The spies may cause sabotage tonight, but in other places it would be fine. If it were in the palace, it would be a big deal, and Wang Zhengjun could not afford it alone.
"Inform all the on-duty and off-duty officers in the Yamen to take the good guys to Longqianfang to wait for orders, and inform the guards that there are spies making trouble in the palace!"
"By the way, tell the palace guards that the spy's name is Ma Jin, and he works at the palace's ceremony office!"
"Also, immediately send someone to notify the two Privy Councilors and tell them that there are spies causing trouble, probably in the palace... Let them deal with it as they see fit!"
After making these arrangements, Wang Zhengjun left the government office in a hurry.
The night is deep and everything is silent.
When Wang Zhengjun and his people left in a hurry, the government office was completely busy.
It is very difficult to mobilize manpower late at night in this era without mobile phones.
Matters were classified according to their severity, and special personnel were sent to the Prince's Palace and the Privy Council to report the matter.
But this report seemed a little late.
In the palace, Ma Jin and others are busy working.
He had already killed several families in the yard, a total of seventeen people, and his colleagues also killed several people in the next yard.
They were all lured into the home, then killed with a quilt covered, and then the zombie flesh and blood was rubbed into the wounds.
They wanted to kill more, but time was running out and they had to complete the arrangement as soon as possible.
All corpses were tied up to prevent sudden transformation.
Next, they will quietly transport these twenty-five corpses to various parts of the palace, and then wait patiently.
"Brothers, as long as there is no mistake in the last step, when the monsters cause chaos tonight, we can take the opportunity to escape. It will not be difficult to survive!"
Several people nodded one after another and had some hope for the future.
There were five of them in total, and Ma Jin directed the four of them to carry the two bodies and sneak into the night quietly.
They couldn't enter the forbidden palace of the palace, so they could only transport the bodies to a family area and a living area for servants.
If these places have a large enough population, the zombies will be more destructive.
Once they reached a certain place, they had to hide the body and untie the rope from its body.
There are twenty-five corpses in total, and they can only transport two corpses at a time. This is undoubtedly an extremely complicated project.
The roads in the palace are complicated, and only with Ma Jin, the living map, can they avoid getting lost in the night.
But not getting lost is only the most basic thing. They also have to avoid the guards who patrol from time to time.
It can be said that they are facing death at every moment. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are dancing on the tip of a knife.
