1817 assassination, dealt with
Feng Qingchen held the child's hand and used the smart medical kit to do a basic examination on him. The results were similar to what Feng Qingchen had judged: mental exhaustion, tissue necrosis in both arms, and a laceration in the throat.
The child had been hungry for a long time, and the low fever, dehydration and blood loss caused by the trauma almost destroyed the child's body. The child's vital signs were weak and his spirit suffered a great blow. Even when he fainted, he was extremely uneasy and could not get a good rest.
The child's condition was very bad. His spirit and body were severely damaged. If he had not met Feng Qingchen and his group, he would have died of fear and hunger without any help.
It must be said that this child was lucky. The Eighteen Riders later found a few more people, all of whom were dead. Some of the bodies were still warm, obviously they had just died. The only survivor at the scene was this half-grown child.
Of course, on the other hand it also shows that this child has a miserable life. Judging from the situation at the scene, except for this child, all others are adults.
"There was nothing left at the scene that could represent their identity. It seemed like the other party had been well prepared and had cleaned up the surroundings extremely cleanly. There wasn't even any trace of them leaving, so it's impossible to track them down." The eighteen riders worked all night, and only checked around dawn, but they found nothing except a buried body.
"Pack up and we'll be on our way immediately." They acted so meticulously, so they must be from an organized and disciplined department. It would be better to leave this place of trouble as soon as possible.
Of course, Feng Qingchen did not regret saving the child.
"Yes." The Eighteen Riders also thought that it was not advisable to stay in this place for too long. Even if they were not afraid of trouble, it was better not to cause trouble in the territory of Xiling.
However, they could not travel as fast as before. With an injured child, Feng Qingchen had to change carriages, otherwise something might happen to the child again after being rescued.
The child woke up that day, looking like a wounded animal, his eyes looking around alertly. He refused to eat, drink or speak, and curled up into a ball with tears of fear in his eyes.
Except for Feng Qingchen, the child would struggle frantically if anyone approached him. If Feng Qingchen couldn't be seen, the child would tense up all over and keep his eyes open, refusing to close his eyes and fall asleep even when he was extremely tired.
The child's arms were necrotic. Feng Qingchen sealed the nerves, but the wounds still hurt. However, the child did not seem to be in pain. No matter whether Feng Qingchen gave him an injection or changed his dressing, the child had no expression. His eyes, which should have been bright and shining, were gray and lifeless...
For some reason, Feng Qingchen felt a sense of familiarity when he saw the child like this. When he accidentally heard Eighteen Riders say that this child didn't talk, cry, and had no expression, and looked a bit like the Ninth Prince, Feng Qingchen frowned and shook his head firmly.
Not long after Feng Qingchen and Shi Baqi took the child away, two strange men appeared in the forest. One of them had half of his head missing and only one eye. "The person has been rescued. What should we do?"
"It's just a child, what are you afraid of. Nothing bad can happen." The other one had short hands, his ten fingers were like eagle claws, there was a large missing piece of his lips and nose, and his upper lip and nostrils were completely gone. He was a severe cleft lip patient.
"It seems they are going to the imperial city? What if we let people recognize the child?" The strange man with half of his head missing had cold eyes, and seemed to be thinking about the possibility of taking action.
The cleft lip patient glared at the other party fiercely and said, "Don't think of anything. They are very skilled in martial arts. If we really mess with them, we won't get any benefit from them."
"Ask Brother Seven and the others to come along."
"Seventh Brother is busy with work, so he has no time to care about our trivial matters. Anyway, they are going to the city, and when they get to Kyoto, someone will naturally deal with them. If they don't go to Kyoto, there will be no problem at all. Who would know such a young child?" Seeing that the other party disagreed, the cleft lip patient said, "Okay, okay... don't say anything more. The work assigned by the superiors has not been completed yet, and the families of the three princes have not been arrested. Don't ruin the good things of the adults."
The weirdo with half of his head missing spat, looking impatient: "This place has been discovered, and we have to find another place to bury the body. It's really unlucky."
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The two weirdos and Feng Qingchen were heading in the same direction, all heading for Xiling Imperial Capital. Feng Qingchen left half a day earlier than them, but because he was carrying a child, even if he hurried, his speed was limited. In fact, the two weirdos arrived at the Imperial Capital earlier than Feng Qingchen.
"Sir, as you requested, all thirty-eight people were executed. The ornaments they were wearing and body parts have been sent to their families. However..." The two weirdos, in a dilapidated house, told the people in front of them the results of their actions.
"But what?" The man in front of them was wearing armor, with his back to them. They couldn't see his appearance or body shape. His voice was particularly low, and they couldn't tell whether he was a man or a woman.
"But... the young master of Prince Duan's Mansion was rescued by someone." The two weirdos spoke in a low voice, lacking confidence.
"It's useless." The armor moved slightly and asked dissatisfiedly: "Who rescued him? Where did he go?"
"One woman and nine men, their identities are unknown. They are also coming to the imperial capital. We will be watching them secretly all the way. They will be able to enter the city this afternoon." The man with cleft lip grinned, his voice leaking a little and a lot of saliva sprayed out.
"Yes." The armored man responded and threw out a cloth bag: "Be careful in the next move. I don't want any more accidents to happen."
The armored man lowered his voice, but one could still hear some anger in it. The two weirdos took a look at the bag on the table and nodded repeatedly with a respectful attitude.
As soon as the armored man left, the two weirdos opened the sack and saw the glittering gold inside. A gleam of greed flashed in their eyes, and then they started cursing: "What a thing. If the king hadn't spoken, you would have thought we were willing to serve you. It's nothing to have a few stinky coins. If the jewels on the island weren't for not allowing us to take them out, this little bit of gold would be nothing."
"You don't even dare to show your face, and I don't know what you are. Kill, kill, kill... All you know is to make me kill people all day long, and you won't let me have my fun. What the hell are you?"
After cursing for a while, the two weirdos kicked off their shoes and fell on the broken bed to rest.
After days of traveling and having to monitor Feng Qingchen and his group, the two weirdos were extremely tired. This was their territory, so they were naturally not on guard too much. However, they didn't know that as soon as they fell down, a black shadow flashed outside the window.
"What's the point of keeping useless people?" A black shadow flew into the house, and the two weirdos woke up immediately, but just as they opened their eyes, the thin and sharp blades cut across their necks.
"Uh..." The two weirdos lowered their heads and looked at the gushing blood, a hint of horror flashed in their eyes.
They like to see blood splattered everywhere, but they don't like to see their own blood flowing out at all.
Boom... The two weirdos didn't make any sound from beginning to end, and they fell into "deep sleep" forever. Before they fell, the black shadow disappeared into the house...
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