There were more than a dozen people lying in the hall, including yamen runners in uniform and gangsters with their faces covered.
But without exception, they all died of suffocation.
A middle-aged man with a lame leg walked out from the corner. He looked like a legal advisor or a butler.
He thanked Ling Jiheng solemnly and said, "If you hadn't sent help in time, I'm afraid no one in this county government would have survived."
Ling Jiheng never expected that such a tragedy could happen in broad daylight, and his heart felt as heavy as if a stone was pressing on it.
Nodding: "You're welcome. It's only right to help those in need when seeing injustice."
But the man didn't relax, instead he knelt down before Ling Jiheng and said, "Please help me find my master, mistress, son, and daughter. I kowtow to you!"
Ling Jiheng dodged to the side, unable to bear such a heavy burden.
Just said: "I'll try my best."
Then he asked the other party: "Is it convenient for me to check the county government office?"
The old butler nodded without thinking: "Convenient."
Ling Jiheng asked again: "Where did they come from?"
The old housekeeper said, "The back door."
"Then let's go to the back door!"
Ling Jiheng also didn't understand why he had to get involved in the "family annihilation tragedy".
It might be the red flame flowing in his blood, or it might be the insignificant relationship with Zhou Jiajun.
It could also be that he witnessed the harm of innocent people, or perhaps he wanted to recover the tax grain that was related to the situation in Youzhou.
Anyway, he did it.
Using the investigative techniques he learned in his previous life, he investigated the county government office, gathered all the yamen runners who were still able to move, and chased in one direction.
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