Chapter 58 Chapter 58 Urgent! !
At dusk, there were flickering lights on the streets, but the sky was not dark.
From a distance, it looked like shepherd's purse was in chaos. After Xu Feng and his men had killed people and set fire, they took off their clothes and turned into officials who came to arrest people and put out the fire.
There were surprisingly many people on the street. The door that had been closed for many years was opened for the first time. An elderly man was leaning on a cane, and the distant firelight was reflected in his eyes.
The situation in the yamen was not much better, with people coming and going in a chaotic mess, but there was no crying or shouting.
"Hey! Come here!" Zhao An called over sharply, then put his arm around his neck. "Didn't you send someone to watch the house? How could it be lost?"
He patted the man's neck with his palm, his eyes cold.
It was just a coincidence that the man was not missing earlier or later, but disappeared just when he had his suspicions.
"Yes! Liang was knocked unconscious!" The man lowered his head, a red patch on the back of his neck. "It seems he said it was the bandit in the prison..."
"Damn it! Idiot! You can't even look at people properly..." Zhao An's face was gloomy. He pushed the man away and walked towards the prison.
The guards in front of the door were still standing, and one of them was holding an empty scabbard in his hand.
He glanced at it and snapped his fingers: "Where's the knife?"
"It was borrowed by Lord He."
"Inside?" Seeing him nod, Zhao An didn't waste any time and went in with a knife.
The torches in the dungeon had fallen, and it was difficult to see clearly. There were traces of blood and fighting. The few people left in the cell were trembling and hugging each other.
The back of the knife flashed a dazzling light, and he could clearly see a small half of an arm on the ground, with the fingers still bent.
Zhao An kicked it aside in disgust. The noise became louder as he went inside, and he finally saw a ray of light.
Hezhou stepped on a bandit, his tone full of disdain: "I'll ask you again! Where is he? "
The man was shaking like a sieve under his feet and pointed tremblingly: "This way!"
In an instant, the tip of the sword fell and cut off the loose hair on his head, and fell along the edge to his neck.
"The guard said no one is leaving! Think about it carefully, how could he not come to rescue you?"
"Brother He, calm down!" Zhao An rushed forward, but was pushed away by He Zhou.
He fell to the ground, with a small wound on his cheek, and the sword in his hand flew out.
The hilt of the knife was facing the man squatting and trembling in the corner. His face turned pale and he looked up at Hezhou.
"Go to hell! You!"
Before he could react, the person below grabbed his legs and slammed him against the wall, and his head hit Hezhou's chin.
Hezhou's eyes flashed with gold for a moment. He held the person in front of him tightly to prevent him from running away. The sword scratched across his cheek, leaving a deep and shallow scar.
While he was in pain, the person in front of him squatted down, hugged his calves, and leaned his head against him.
Once there is one, there will be two. The people around him have already started to move, but they haven't even taken a step forward.
Hezhou grabbed the blade tightly and stabbed it into the man's stomach, and the man's strength gradually weakened.
At this moment, there were only two words in his mind: "It hurts!"
The knife had a double-edged edge. Hezhou's hands trembled violently, and the cut was so big that the bones could be seen.
Blood dripped down, he opened his hand with difficulty, changed the direction of the knife, and the handle was instantly stained red with blood.
"Brother Zhao...don't hold the knife unsteadily."
Zhao An pried open his fingers and inserted them little by little, blood sticking to his hands: "Thank you!"
Hezhou pressed his wound and turned to look at the person just now, and smiled sarcastically: "Aren't you the boss of shit? How could you not know where your boss is?"
The man waved his hands repeatedly: "I really don't know! Sir! If I had known earlier and told you, I would have redeemed myself for my crime! Sir, you can go back to the mountain and take a look..."
Hezhou stabbed him in the thigh: "If you have any news, come to me first!"
He walked in with a sword in hand. The person he had just interrogated had already fallen to the ground, spitting blood from his mouth.
The interrogation room was still locked. Miss Huang sat on a piece of wood, supporting her head with her hands, looking aggrieved.
When he saw Hezhou and was about to speak, he was stopped.
Miss Huang looked at Hezhou's hand in surprise and pulled out a medicine box: "Master, have you found the thief?!"
He shook his head, said nothing, and stared at Miss Huang.
Zhao An also followed in, and his blood was stained on his clothes, but his sword was placed safely.
"What a pretty girl! She also knows medical skills! That's amazing!" He clapped his hands and squatted beside her.
"I wonder if the girl is married?"
Miss Huang blushed and said, "I already have a boyfriend who I've been engaged to. He just came back from the capital a few days ago."
"The capital?" Zhao An smacked his lips. "That's a great place. Why would I come back? I'm exhausted here, worse than the dogs in the capital..."
He spoke sarcastically, his eyes moving between the two of them. It was rare that Hezhou didn't interrupt him.
Thinking back to the scene just now, he really looked like a heartbroken and weak scholar, but he always felt something was wrong.
"I've offended someone, and now I have a lame leg..."
Hezhou's palm was stung by the powder and he shrank slightly.
Miss Huang looked up at him and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry."
He closed his eyes weakly and shook his head. If he hadn't leaned against the wall, he would have almost fallen down.
"What did the girl do?"
Miss Huang lowered her head and said, "I came to treat the thief's injuries, but he tricked me into getting close to him, forced me to kill two guards, and then knocked me unconscious..."
"When I woke up, I went to the door. There was a lot of commotion outside. I thought they were arresting someone. When I got closer, I realized that the guards had no idea that anyone had escaped. The candle inside was out, and the other bandits couldn't explain anything." She touched the back of her neck.
"Oh! Maybe he didn't leave?" Zhao An turned his eyes to Hezhou: "Do you think it's nothing, Master Xie just went out for a walk?"
Hezhou stood up, the medicine powder on his hands scattered all over the floor, and the bandage that was bandaged to one side slipped off.
He kept silent and was about to walk out.
Zhao An smiled and held him back: "I was just kidding. Think about it, Master Xie, does he have any enemies? Those bloody footprints down there can't be fake."
"Excitement can also make people stupid."
Miss Huang rolled her eyes and retorted, "You want someone close to you to end up like this?"
It's not like your waist hurts when you talk while standing. This is not playing house. She helped Hezhou sit down and applied the medicine again.
"I won't let them end up like this!"
The atmosphere was silent for a moment. Hezhou pulled the corners of his mouth dryly and couldn't speak. He waited quietly for the medicine to be applied and dragged Zhao An out.
He pushed Zhao An against the wall, his whole body was furious, his temples throbbing.
Zhao An glanced at the earthen wall and even had the heart to joke: "This wall has been hit eight hundred times, be careful it collapses!"
"I don't care whether it collapses or not. I just want Xie Xunzhi to come back. I don't care what you think! If you find him, I'll give you everything!"
He grabbed Zhao An's collar tightly, with an expression of agony that made anyone feel uncomfortable.
The same goes for Zhao An. He has handled many cases and many dirty things before. Who in this world is clean?
When he first took office, he was not taken seriously and found a child under the toilet.
The child tried to hide in the grass, staring at him with a pair of bright eyes.
It wasn't a secret place and was found in no time.
Zhao An patted him and sighed: "I'm scared of you. I'll take you to find Xu Feng..."
He held Hezhou's arm and walked forward. The other party walked quickly and hurriedly, as if he could not wait any longer.
The streets outside were surprisingly lively. The fire was well controlled, nothing that should have been burned was left, and everything that shouldn't have been burned was still intact.
The fourth lady and her children were all fine. They were covered in smoke and were walking at the end of the team.
Xu Feng was walking on the road with two pots of wine in his hands, smiling, thinking that he would be able to go back and report soon.
As soon as they walked out of the street, they met Zhao An.
"Master Xu!"
"Why is Lord Zhao so flustered?" Xu Feng raised his glass. "Look! Great wine! It smells delicious!"
He pushed Zhao An forward and said, "We'll go back tomorrow. Tonight, you, me, and Lord He, we won't leave until we're drunk!"
"No, no, no!" Zhao An smiled and waved his hands: "Master Xu, the bandit leader ran away!"
"Can the monk escape? Can the temple escape? Tomorrow I will bring people up the mountain and mess them up!"
He patted them cheerfully until he saw they refused to move, then he pulled them forward again.
Zhao An was still standing. Hezhou was so anxious that he almost jumped up: "Master Xu! That thief is very likely to have kidnapped Xunzhi and escaped! Please give me a hand!"
"What! How dare he mess with me!"
The group ran back straight away, and when Xu Feng saw the blood in front of the house, his face turned as dark as the bottom of the pot.
He brought his men to the dungeon, and the guards at the door were scolded and said they had never seen anyone.
Seeing that the sky was getting darker and darker, Hezhou was so anxious that he turned around and around: "You didn't see anyone come out, did they grow wings and fly away?"
"That's not necessarily true." Xu Feng retorted calmly, looking at Hezhou: "There might be a secret passage inside."
"Secret passage?" Hezhou asked in a puzzled tone.
He shook his head: "It's not on the Yamen map..."
"I know. Su Fu told me." Xu Feng took out a yellowed drawing from his arms.
When the door was opened, there was a clear picture of the Cailan County Government Office, and the dungeon secret room led directly to the cellar of the stable.
"There is this thing!" Hezhou was shocked and tilted his head to look at the map.
The secret room is a dark square on the map.
"Let's go!" He pulled Xu Feng inside.
Next to the interrogation room was the secret room. Fortunately, the door was pushed open by the bandits with their bloody fingerprints, otherwise it would have been difficult for Hezhou to explain.
He walked in front holding a torch. There was a strong smell of blood below, and the underground river flowing was extremely sticky. Except for the lack of corpses, there were all other traces.
The secret room was large and wide, and there were many small cages. Xu Feng walked beside it with a torch in his hand, and even if he tried to lower his voice, it would still echo here.
"Master He, don't you think this place is eerie and scary? Who knows why the prefect built this?"
Xu Feng's hand on the knife always felt particularly prominent.
It seems that except for Hezhou, the rest of the people here are all theirs. They can even do things like arson and murder, so what do they care about?
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