NOVEL NEXT Chapter 100
On the seventh day after Song Zhen left, I miss him...
Di Renjie sat at the table listlessly, in a daze.
Recently, Bingzhou has been peaceful. Not to mention murders, even thefts have not occurred.
How can people die every day in the world?
Since Song Zhen left, the world has become more peaceful.
However, some things cannot be thought about randomly. Once you think about them, they are very likely to happen.
Di Renjie saw Liu Luliu hurried out, and he asked curiously: "Liu Panzuo, is there anything wrong?"
"A murder occurred in Fenzhou."
After hearing this, Di Renjie's eyes lit up. After waiting for so many days, he finally came to life.
He went out and shouted casually: "Shouzheng, it's time to set off."
As a result, Liu Luliu looked at him strangely and reminded him: "Di Facao, Song Panzuo has been gone for seven days."
"......" Yes, he is gone.
Di Renjie recovered, laughed helplessly at himself, and then rode on his horse.
After two days of long journey, they finally arrived at the crime scene.
Jinyang County is more than 80 kilometers away from Fenzhou. This is the distance in later times. According to the mountain roads of the Tang Dynasty, it may be more than that.
Di Renjie walked into a thatched cottage and asked, "Tell me about the case."
"Reply to the lawyer, it's like this. The day before yesterday, an old woman was hanged on the beam. The murderer has been brought to justice."
"Who is the murderer?"
"Han Qiniang, the daughter-in-law of the deceased."
"Is there a corpse? Let me see it."
The clerk handed him a piece of paper. Di Renjie frowned at the first sight.
[Death by hanging.] That's it? Nothing?
Di Renjie began to miss that man. He was by his side and provided a lot of help in the investigation of the case.
His professional autopsy alone was enough to kill these so-called coroners in seconds.
"Where is the body? Take me to see it."
After two days, the old woman's body had begun to swell slightly and emit a disgusting smell.
Di Renjie habitually put on the mask and gloves given to him by Song Zhen and walked to the body.
He followed Song Zhen's autopsy ideas.
From top to bottom, from outside to inside, from big to small, he checked one by one.
"There are indeed rope marks on the neck of the deceased."
"But other places look intact, without even a red mark."
"The color of the body is normal yellow and white, it doesn't look like poisoning."
Di Renjie raised his head and said to himself in confusion: "Could it be that her daughter-in-law really killed her?"
Wait!
Di Renjie's eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of the deceased's hand, and he found a clue.
"Let's go to prison."
......
Song Zhen was still trekking through mountains and rivers. He didn't have a mobile phone, and he didn't have the habit of writing a diary. In a daze, he didn't know how many days had passed.
I just felt that every day was like a year.
"Well, A Wang, why don't you chat with me?" Song Zhen lifted the curtain and said to the guard outside.
"A Lang, what do you want to talk about?" A Wang was a wooden man and didn't like to talk on weekdays.
"Forget it." Song Zhen saw his Sima face and immediately lost interest.
He was in the carriage, turning the flute boredly, and suddenly he stumbled and fell down unexpectedly.
"What's going on?"
The clerk in front said nervously: "Song Panzuo, there are bandits ahead."
Song Zhen first tied a weapon around his waist, and then jumped out: "Damn, so unlucky, I can still meet bandits?"
There were about twenty people in front, blocking the way with ferocious faces.
The bearded man in the lead shouted loudly: "Leave your money and horses behind, and we can let you go."
Song Zhen put on a smiling face and stepped forward and said: "This good man..."
The man frowned immediately: "Are you scolding me?"
Fuck, I almost forgot that in the Tang Dynasty, any name with the word "Han" is a swear word.
Song Zhen quickly changed his words: "This brave man. Look at our clothes. We are all officials. Give us some face?"
"Officials? Haha, we are robbing you dogs!"
As he said, more than 20 bandits rushed up immediately.
"Wait a minute!" Song Zhen put the flute back into his waist, and his smile disappeared, "Don't blame me for not reminding you in advance."
"Actually, I am good at martial arts, I am very powerful."
"Hahahahaha——" The bandits laughed happily.
You look like a scholar, but you are also good at martial arts? Don't be too funny.
Song Zhen narrowed his eyes, untied his belt, and threw it on the ground.
Then, he opened his round collar robe, pulled out a dagger from his waist, and threw it out.
It happened to pierce into someone's mouth.
The bandit stammered in pain, and blood continued to flow out of his mouth.The bandits didn't expect that the other side would dare to attack? They were furious!
"Kill them!" The bearded man in the lead shouted loudly, and then quietly retreated to the back.
Song Zhen took the spear from the clerk and put it across his shoulder.
The clerk and the guard immediately prepared for attack and prepared to meet the enemy.
But unexpectedly, Song Zhen actually rushed out by himself.
On the way, he recalled what his cousin who was a martial arts stuntman in the previous life said.
"Hold the gun without showing the back handle! The so-called back handle is three feet for the gun, which means putting the back hand on the position of the belt meridian, putting your waist against the gun handle, and using your body to control the gun flower!"
Song Zhen quickly waved the spear, forcing the bandits to retreat and dare not approach.
Some people were not afraid of death and rushed up with a machete!
Song Zhen waved the gun and hit the opponent's wrist, causing pain, and the knife fell to the ground.
"One of the basic skills of Baji spearmanship! Block, grab and stab! Stretch your front hand straight, use your body to exert force, open your shoulders to block, buckle your shoulders to grab! Turn your waist and hips to stab! After stabbing, the spear flower shakes up and down to be considered a complete action!"
The spear in Song Zhen's hand seemed to have life, weaving spear flowers quickly, making the bandits feel terrified.
Then, he took advantage of the surprise, slammed his back foot, borrowed external force, jumped, turned his hips, released his right hand, rotated his left hand and used force, and stabbed the abdomen of the bandit in front fiercely!
"Ah--" Song Zhen shouted, used his body to support the spear shaft, held the spear with his right hand, and directly pierced the opponent's body with the spear head.
The clerks and guards who were still standing stupidly behind were all shocked.
Good guy, Song Panzuo, are you serious?
Song Zhen rushed all the way with a gun, skewering the bandits behind him.
Two and a half bandits were pierced by the spear!
The other bandits retreated to the back in panic.
They didn't expect that the other side would dare to resist, and four brothers died.
"Boss, this..."
"Retreat!" Damn, if you meet a ruthless person with real kung fu, run quickly!
Song Zhen stepped on the corpse and pulled out the spear.
"I told you, I'm very powerful, don't underestimate me."
Swish--
Song Zhen quickly turned around and barely avoided an arrow!
Ah Wang ran over and waved his sword to block the hidden arrow. He asked anxiously: "Song Panzuo, are you okay?"
"I'm fine, but they are in trouble. Find a place to bury them casually."
Song Zhen threw the bloody spear back to the clerk and said in a deep voice.
"Let's continue on the road."
......
In the mountain stronghold not far away, blood flowed like a river. More than 50 people in the whole stronghold were killed.
A short man stood in a pool of blood, wiping his knife indifferently.
"Dare to mess with my benefactor?"