Chapter 379: It's better to ask questions when you are in a hurry
Murong Lin has been so worried these days that he has been unable to eat or sleep, so it would be nice to sit down and take a rest.
Because of his elder brother's relationship with the crown prince, he is also an acquaintance of Lord Feng. Now he is the victim, and someone must comfort his stressed heart.
"Come, have a cup of hot tea first. It's freshly brewed. Try it."
When Feng Wenhan saw Murong Lin sitting down, he hurriedly placed the freshly poured tea in front of him.
Murong Lin picked up the teacup, poured the liquid into his mouth in one gulp, then put the cup back on the tea table, waiting for Feng Wenhan to pour him a second cup.
"Well, I am also worried about this matter, but it is not enough to just be anxious when investigating a case."
Feng Wenhan didn't care how Murong Lin drank tea. He picked up the teapot and poured tea for him while talking.
He looked at Murong Lin calmly, trying to read something from his expression.
"In the past, if someone's child was abducted, it might have been related to the case in Yuzhou, but the culprit of that case has already been brought to justice. Who would be so blind as to dare to cause trouble in the capital?"
Murong Lin didn't say anything, so Feng Wenhan continued.
"The eighteenth prince, oh, it should be the commoner Zhao. He was also captured around this time last year. What a pity. He lost his footing while escaping..."
"No, Jing'er is a smart kid. He will definitely be able to adapt to the situation and turn danger into safety."
Murong Lin interrupted Feng Wenhan's ominous words that were about to come out.
He heard about the Eighteenth Prince's affairs after he returned to the capital. He was just demoted to a commoner and was captured by Ma Xiuli's men. It was said that he slipped and fell into the river while escaping, and in the end even his body was not found.
His little nephew would not be like the demoted foolish prince. Why would he run away from the ship in the middle of winter? If he wanted to run away, then why not wait until the ship docked?
No, the men from the Murong family are not that stupid.
He thought this in his heart, but did not dare to say it out loud.
It's not that he looked down on the royal family, he just placed his hopes on the intelligence of his little nephew.
What happened to the Eighteenth Prince would definitely not happen in their Murong family.
"Brother Murong is right. This is not the first time that little A'mo has had this kind of thing happen to him. He must have some experience."
Feng Wenhan himself didn't believe what he said.
If someone’s three-month-old baby was kidnapped, what would you say about your experience?
Isn't this a deliberate slap on Murong Lin's face?
Not to mention that he was a member of the Five Cities Military Department, there were so many guards in the mansion, but they couldn't even keep an eye on a little kid.
Who would believe this if I told them?
Moreover, the child was kidnapped and no news was received from the kidnappers.
They neither want a ransom nor do they want the Loyalty Marquis's Mansion to do any work. Could it be that those kidnappers really just wanted to kidnap the kid to exchange for silver?
Not only Feng Wenhan did not believe this reason for kidnapping, but even the kidnappers themselves could not believe it.
There are so many kidnappers, which one would break into someone's house in the middle of the night to kidnap a child?
It's not possible that he is so skilled and bold that he likes to kidnap little kids in this way.
"Master Feng, A'mo is only six years old..."
Murong Lin intuitively felt that there was something wrong with Feng Wenhan's words and wanted to explain himself, but as soon as he opened his mouth he realized that the other person had said that on purpose.
Yes, my nephew is only six years old. If I can’t find him, I’m afraid he will really follow the same fate as that stupid prince.
"Lord Feng, the commoner Zhao has not been found, and the former Jingzhao Yin and the commander of the West City of the Five Cities Military Department have been implicated."
Murong Lin didn't know what was going on in his mind that made him say such words.
The position he took up after returning to Beijing was exactly that of the former commander of West City. The house given to the commoner Zhao after he left the palace was in this area of West City.
The abduction of people in a jurisdiction is not a big deal, but it is a different matter when the abducted person is a former prince.
Not only will the officials responsible for maintaining public order in this area be punished, but the local governor will not be able to escape either.
Although the former Jingzhao Yin was not beheaded because of the abduction of the commoner Zhao, many officials in the court believed that he was closely related to this incident.
Of course, Murong Lin also thinks so.
"Well, what Brother Murong said makes sense."
Feng Wenhan nodded, picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, and then added water to the kettle on the low stove.
Murong Lin didn't understand what he meant and felt a little nervous.
Did he offend someone?
Although what he said just now did sound threatening, that was not what he really meant.
"Sir Feng, that's not what I meant. What I meant was that nothing will happen to my nephew. He will definitely come back safely. As long as he comes back safely..."
The more anxious he was, the more confused his thoughts became. He himself felt that what Murong Lin said was wrong.
Isn't this still a threat?
"Gudong."
Forget it, I won’t say any more. Murong Lin picked up the teacup and drank it in one gulp.
"Brother Murong, don't be anxious. The more anxious you are in handling this case, the easier it is to make mistakes."
Feng Wenhan poured tea for Murong Lin and motioned for him to continue drinking.
It's good to be anxious, because it's better to be anxious to solve the problem.
"Yes, Lord Feng is right."
Because Murong Lin was not the eldest son in the family, he had a somewhat spoiled personality when he was young, but he became more stable after getting married. After something happened in the Marquis' Mansion, he learned to be cautious.
As soon as Feng Wenhan said this, he silently reminded himself in his heart, "Be careful with your words and actions, and don't be impatient."
"Brother Murong, do you still remember what happened when your nephew went missing six years ago?"
Feng Wenhan spoke in a casual tone, sipping a cup of tea before starting to ask questions.
"I remember, it was also at night, at that time... we stayed in the big room of the post station. Maybe we were tired from walking too much during the day, so my father and I didn't hear anything..."
Murong Lin seemed to want to find some similarities from what happened six years ago, so he recalled the day when his little nephew was stolen.
He told Feng Wenhan everything he knew, no matter how big or small.
"You said your nephew was stolen in Jinzhou?"
When the incident happened, the Murong family were all criminals. The case took place in Jinzhou, and the bailiffs naturally reported it to the Jinzhou government, so Feng Wenhan had no chance to see the files from that year.
"That's right. We reported it to the Jinzhou government office that day, but my nephew was not found until three months later. When he was found, he had already been adopted by a farmer in Zhou County, Gyeonggi Province."
Murong Lin was disheartened at the time because of the huge changes in his family, and he didn't care much about his nephew's affairs.
He thought that if they went to Youzhou, their life or death would be uncertain, so they just let their nephew be lost. Perhaps they could get a glimmer of hope for survival.
Of course, the version he heard was told to him by his brother Murong Zhan.
I'm afraid only Murong Zhan and Chu Chengyi know the truth.
"Brother Murong, it's getting dark. Are you on night duty today?"
Feng Wenhan looked at the sky outside and then at the hourglass.
Today's chat was finally not in vain.
The case had taken a new direction, and he had to think it over alone.
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