Shu Yu transmigrated into a book and became a cannon fodder character who was doomed to be killed. She only appeared twice before being banished thousands of miles away. After realizing that she co...
Chapter 1771 It's Snowing
Originally, the victim's family was supposed to go to the government office to claim the body, but the government office was not functioning properly, and Xia Yi was already overwhelmed with work. There had been people guarding outside the county government office for the past few days.
In particular, the families of the officials who were imprisoned were already protesting their innocence outside the county government office.
Two days ago, Xia Yi had a group of people arrested, like Constable Hong, who openly followed the county magistrate in his rebellion. Their families weren't necessarily innocent. In those days, it was a system of collective punishment, and Xia Yi arrested several of Constable Hong's closest relatives.
If the prisons weren't so overcrowded that they couldn't hold everyone, even more people would have been arrested.
Even though a number of people were arrested, there were still quite a few people crowding outside the county government office to inquire about the situation.
Under such circumstances, it would be inappropriate to arrange the address for claiming the property at the county government office, as there's no telling what kind of trouble it might cause.
Moreover, the families of these victims also contributed a lot to this operation. Shu Yu and the others wanted to provide them with a quiet environment to properly mourn and vent their emotions.
Therefore, Shu Yu told them to wait at the abandoned mansion.
She herself represented the government in comforting them, and seeing their red eyes, Shu Yu felt bad too.
Among those abducted and murdered by the black market, a total of five people were involved.
Four of them were girls, and they were all driven to suicide by unbearable humiliation.
Shu Yu had Qin Kun identify the rebels who had attacked them, but unfortunately, the person in charge of the human trafficking and arrests was Chang Lao Si, and the people who were forcing them were all Chang Lao Si's men. Those people had all left the black market with Chang Lao Si and were fighting a guerrilla war against General Huang outside.
Xia Yi has already promised the victim's family that she will make Chang Laosi and his henchmen who drove people to their deaths pay for their crimes in blood.
Nevertheless, the dead cannot be brought back to life; even if those people gave their lives, they could not bring them back. Shu Yu could only gently comfort them, telling them to accept their fate and move on.
Sure enough, after noon, noises came from the entrance of the secret passage.
A short while later, Lu Wu came out with his men.
The people who had been sitting in the room waiting anxiously hurriedly stood up, and soon, the huge room was filled with mournful and sorrowful cries.
Shu Yu and her entourage quietly withdrew. In such an atmosphere, she couldn't help but feel a lump in her throat.
She glanced again at the stretcher carrying Tao Feili's body, then turned to Lu Wu and said, "I'm sorry to trouble you to make this trip yourself."
Lu Wu waved his hand, "You're too kind, Lord Lu."
Watching Lu Wu leave, Shu Yu stood silently at the door, gazing at the distant scenery.
A white dot suddenly floated down, and Shu Yu was startled. She heard Ying Xi's surprised voice beside her, "It's snowing!"
snow?
She tilted her head back, and the snowflakes slowly grew larger, gently falling onto her shoulders. This snowfall was like a ritual, a farewell to the victims.
Shu Yu pulled her cloak tighter around herself, suddenly feeling homesick. She hadn't been away for long, but the experiences she'd gone through felt like half a century had passed. Given the current situation, she definitely couldn't go home for the New Year.
Once General Huang's situation outside the city is resolved and the city gates can be opened for passage, she needs to send a letter home to reassure them.
Shu Yu stood by the door watching the snow for a long time, until the sound of crying in her ears subsided slightly, before she turned and went inside.
(End of this chapter)