He knocked out the people guarding the door, took out the keys and a gun from them.
He had never touched a real gun like this in modern times, but when he got it in his hands, he didn't feel unfamiliar. The door opened, and the building was very quiet. Only a few dim yellow lights were on in the living room. Some tassels from the costumes were scattered on the ground, and the originally beautiful robe was thrown on the steps.
Lin Su walked up the stairs, and the originally vague sound became louder and louder, and was mixed with some noise.
Following the sound, he stood at the door of a room and heard clearly the voice coming from inside: "Little darling, keep singing. Don't listen. Yes, yes, yes, it would be more like singing if you were a little more charming."
The singing voice became a little softer, but it was no more similar to the original.
"Idiot!" A slap was heard and a cry of pain was heard from inside.
"Master Wei, spare my life! Master Wei, spare my life!!!" The actor's voice stopped, and he screamed in pain amid the whipping. "I'll try my best to imitate!"
"Imitation, a bunch of imitations." Wei Ye's voice was tinged with anger. "Sing again!"
There was a slight tremor in the sound of the next beat, followed by a whipping. Lin Su pressed the door handle and gently opened the door and went in when he found it was not locked.
No one noticed his condition. They could hear the terrible noise outside the door. When they entered the room, they found that the actor wearing the phoenix crown was lying on the ground with whip marks and blood all over his body, dying.
Master Wei was still swinging his whip, not caring at all whether he would kill anyone or not. Lin Su walked over and pointed the gun at the back of his head.
This touch made Wei Ye, who was originally full of anger, stop his actions. He subconsciously raised his hand and said, "Good man, good man, spare my life, I..."
A gunshot ended his voice, and he fell to the ground without even saying the next word. His eyes were wide open and blood was flowing. It was obvious that even he himself did not expect that he would die like this.
The gunshots obviously alarmed the people in the building, and hurried footsteps could be heard, accompanied by noisy and tense voices.
"What's going on?!"
“Where did the gunshot come from!!!”
"Master Wei!"
Lin Su walked up to the actor. Her pupils were already a little dilated. Such torture was enough to kill a person.
"Sorry." Lin Su pulled the bed curtain over her.
Although he hated others being Bai Jinglang's substitutes, the person in front of him was obviously taking the blame for someone else.
The actress' pupils were slightly dilated, and she seemed not to understand what was happening in front of her, but she no longer had the energy to ask anything.
When his breath stopped, Lin Su knocked over several kerosene lamps in the room, and the flames burned. The door that had been closed was suddenly pushed open, and several people rushed in with guns, all shouting loudly: "Don't move!"
Lin Su passed by several people and left, leaving them alone to shout for help as the flames filled the room.
The flame of the kerosene lamp was so difficult to put out. Lin Su came down, stood in the yard, looked at the thick smoke rising from inside and the people pouring out, and turned and left.
Now that the two culprits have been eliminated, Lu Jun will stay away from Bai Jinglang if he has any conscience. The next step is to find enough support for the Bai family.
If merchants in this era want to survive for a long time, they can rely on the power of the army and gangs. Not all gangs are keen on making trouble. According to his understanding, some gangs of this era have made many contributions to the revolutionary forces, such as raising funds from merchants.
Behind those major historical events, countless people have made their contributions silently.
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Mr. Wei died of a gunshot wound to the back of the head. Even though his body was burned to charcoal, the coroner still found the cause of death to be the gunshot wound.
"The attacker didn't give him time to react at all. He was very decisive and killed him with one shot."
"Wei Fang had quite a few people under his command, and they were all killed without any trace of the murderer. What was the origin of that man?" asked a middle-aged man in a long gown sitting on the sofa.
"Our men couldn't find any trace either. The enemy's methods were too sophisticated, just like the last assassination on Chang'an Street. No trace was found afterward," the coroner said respectfully. "Liu Chenggong's case was hastily closed. The only connection was a possible connection to the Bai family, but the Bai family doesn't seem to have that kind of power."
"No?" The middle-aged man laughed. "The young master of the Bai family made a fortune selling foreign cloth in Kyoto. He doesn't seem like a man without means."
"You mean?" the coroner asked, "starting with the Bai family?"
"No, don't worry about it. Wei Fang was not a good guy. He is dead, so he is dead. Don't provoke the one from the Bai family for now. Let's see what happens." said the middle-aged man.
"Understood."
The news of Wei Fang's death was spreading like wildfire in Kyoto City, mixed with all kinds of gossip. Even people like Mrs. Bai who had lived in the inner house for a long time heard about it.
"I heard that when Wei Fang died, there seemed to be an actor next to him. It really disgusts people's eyes." Mrs. Bai said at the dinner table.
"People who do that kind of business are really not that clean," Mr. Bai said, a little impatiently, "Just eat, why are you talking about such filthy things and not letting people eat?"
"I won't say anything more. Is it okay if I don't say anything? The main reason is that you go to Guiyuan so often, and I'm afraid you'll get into that kind of trouble." Mrs. Bai said.
"You're such a bad mouth." Master Bai glanced at Bai Jingtang, who was concentrating on his meal. "Did you hear me? Don't go to Guiyuan anymore these days. If you get involved in that kind of dirty business, who knows which jealous person will go and seek revenge if Wei Fang dies."
"Okay, I understand." Bai Jinglang continued to eat with his head down, his eyes thoughtful. Last time, it was Lin Su who did the thing to Wang Laizi. Will it be him again this time?
"The murderer hasn't been found yet, why are you jealous? Why would an actor be jealous?" Mrs. Bai said.
"What do you know?" Mr. Bai said, "You have long hair but little knowledge."
"Of course I don't understand. Isn't it just that story about a song worth a thousand gold coins in Guiyuan? An actor has bewitched you gentlemen." Madam Bai snorted. "It looks glamorous on the surface, but who knows what it's like behind the scenes."
In this era, the profession of actors seems to be inherently lowly, and no one really takes it seriously. But it’s okay if others say so, but if your own parents say so, everyone will be sad.
Lin Su looked at the little guy who was shoving air into his mouth with his eyes downcast and said, "Don't be sad, they didn't mean it."
Bai's father and mother were chattering across from him. Bai Jinglang took a deep breath after listening to Lin Su's words, but still felt that the food was a bit bland.
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