Chapter 223 Congratulations, Your Majesty! The assassin has been apprehended. You can sleep peacefully tonight.
The setting sun is blood-red.
Zhao Duan said this calmly, then examined the reaction of the person opposite him.
The Thousand-Faced God's heart sank suddenly, and then his expression became confused, as if he didn't understand.
"No need to pretend," Zhao Duan shook his head and looked down at him:
"Do you know why I guessed it was you?"
He pointed at the surrounding blocks, then at himself:
"For civilians in this area, the correct response when seeing me dressed like this is to move aside and avoid trouble."
Well... in the capital, you can really suffer unexpected misfortune just because of "what are you worried about"... After all, this is an era where the distinction between officials and civilians is clear.
It is "disrespectful" for subordinates to look directly at their superiors.
Everyone avoids Zhao Duan's arrogant "noble" attire.
The Thousand-Faced God's expression finally changed.
Originally, with his alertness and experience in the underworld, he should not have made such a low-level mistake.
However, he had suffered a spiritual injury not long ago and was currently in an unstable mental state.
This is also the reason why he chose to commit violence while hiding——
It's not just about regaining strength, it's also a manifestation of mental instability.
But……
Why?
How did you expose yourself?
Clearly, his true identity was well hidden, so it shouldn't have been traced...
Without time to think, the Thousand-Faced God lowered his waist and hips, sank his feet, and with a "crack", he stepped out two pits on the broken brick road under his feet.
The figure was as swift as a leopard, turning around and running away!
There was no intention of fighting with Zhao Duan.
In an instant, he had run dozens of feet.
Just as he was about to rush out the other end of the street, his shoulders suddenly felt heavy, as if he was carrying a mountain, and his legs sank into the mud, unable to move.
"Warlock..."
The Thousand-Faced God looked up in astonishment, and a strange scene was reflected in his pupils.
I saw that dozens of figures had appeared on both sides of this inconspicuous street at some point in time.
Ma Yan, dressed in brocade clothes and with a steel knife on his waist, stood at the end.
On the low walls on both sides, Zhang Han, Haitang and other police officers appeared, each holding a weapon.
Qi is like a net, and he is the fish in the net.
On the roofs of the houses on both sides of the street stood sorcerers, all wearing cloud patterns of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, and some were making hand gestures, while others were holding talismans.
Further away, an old eunuch in a bright red python robe, who was more like protecting Zhao Duan than joining the battle, sat on the spire of a building with his withered hands clasped.
He closed his eyes, shook his head and muttered:
"Young people nowadays are using a butcher knife to kill a chicken."
I don’t know whether the one being criticized was Zhao Duan or the empress.
Ma Yan laughed grimly, waved his hand and said loudly:
"Please support us, everyone. The imperial court has ordered the capture of this thief. Remember, capture him alive."
The priests of Tianshi Mansion remained silent, thinking that no one would take away the credit for their achievements.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
Zhang Han held a seven-foot sword in his hand, and a stream of sword energy covered his head.
Haitang opened her slender hands, and each flying knife never missed its target.
The Thousand-Faced God fought hard like a trapped beast.
Zhao Duan shook his head and turned away.
With such a scene, he no longer had any interest in watching the battle. However, Ma Yan had a vague idea of using the thieves as a training ground for his troops.
…
Walking out of Niwa Street, Zhao Duan went to a snack stall on the street.
Under the shop owner's surprised and doubtful gaze, he ordered a bowl of noodles and ate it slowly.
In order to avoid disturbing the people, even though it was only a street away, the priests used their means to prevent anyone from seeing the scene of hunting down the Divine Chapter monks from this side.
On one side of the street, there were the roars of trapped beasts fighting for their lives, and on the other side, there were steaming hot vermicelli noodles.
The contrast is sharp.
When Zhao Duan ate half a bowl.
Haitang walked over silently.
I sat opposite him and ordered a bowl of wide noodles.
"It's over? What took so long?"
Zhao Duan took a mouthful of noodles, swallowed it, and looked up at the female police officer opposite him.
Haitang raised her hand and straightened her messy ponytail.
When moving, the tear mole at the corner of the eye is particularly clear:
"Don't you need time to prepare the rest? That scumbag hid in a house, killed the man, and raped the woman, right in front of them."
When she said this, she almost gritted her teeth, with undisguised murderous intent in her eyes:
"It should be chopped off right there and then."
Zhao Duan nodded:
"So, caught alive?"
Haitang finished cursing and exhaled:
"His limbs were broken, his Qi Sea was shattered, and the Governor personally took him back to the Imperial Prison to be tortured. Killing him directly would be too easy for him.
However, with the Kuangfu Society's alertness, even if we hide the information, they will probably find out soon. I wonder how much they can dig out...
Unfortunately, after entering the capital, he didn't seem to have much contact with the rebels there, so digging deeper didn't yield much results."
Zhao Duan nodded, and a stone in his heart fell.
At least for a short time, I don't have to be on guard against thieves. I couldn't help but smile:
"From today onwards, the lower-level officials of the imperial party can sleep well."
"It's hard for you to still think about them..."
Haitang habitually held her gun and stick, flipped her hand and placed a painted mask on the table:
"Here, this is the spoils of war, a disguise charm called 'Jiuyi'. You put it on your face and imagine it, and you can change your appearance.
If not used by a sorcerer, it can last for about nine hours at a time.
The governor should have put it into the warehouse according to the rules, but Lord Hai said that you have done a great job in catching the thief and it is a reward for you. He said that you will need it when you go out of the capital to do business one day.
What do you mean I can use it as soon as I get out... Is it because I have too many enemies... Zhao Duan was too tired to complain.
But he still cheered up and immediately picked up "Jiuyi" in his hand.
I don't know what material this mask is made of.
Well, based on my experience in my previous life, it looks like soft silicone... It's painted all over, quite like a Picasso painting style, and it seems like there are several faces superimposed on the mask.
"Is this how the Thousand-Faced God disguises himself?" Zhao Duan asked curiously.
Haitang glanced at him:
"You're overthinking it. There are many ways to disguise one's appearance in the world, but those who can achieve the level of a thousand faces must have practiced hard for many years.
He was mainly practicing the method bestowed by the gods, and this mask only had a part of its ability.
For example, he can perfectly replicate someone else, but you can only change their face, body shape, etc., there is nothing you can do.”
Zhao Duan was a little disappointed, as he thought it could be varied.
Apparently, the biggest function of this mask isn't to disguise oneself as someone else, but to change one's own appearance to avoid being tracked...
Of course, if you have similar body shapes, it's not impossible...
"Haha, then I'll accept it with pleasure."
Zhao Duan put the mask into the silver scroll, feeling that his progress in cultivation was average, but he had more and more treasures on him.
At this time, Haitang's noodles were served, but Zhao Duan stood up and prepared to leave.
The women in the family had been waiting for him for a whole day, and it was time for him to go home.
"By the way, does Your Majesty know what's going on here?"
Zhao Duan was eager to go to the palace to report.
The key is that it’s dark.
He wondered if he could take the opportunity to spend another night in the palace to deepen their relationship.
Haitang held the chopsticks and sneered:
"Eunuch Hai has gone back first. Your Majesty will know the answer later."
Lao Hai is so uncouth... No wonder he blocked my mouth with a mask, it turned out he was trying to snatch my chance to report... Zhao Duan was disappointed.
After taking two steps, he stopped again:
"Oh, there's one more thing..."
Haitang held the vermicelli helplessly, with the expression you mentioned.
"Come to think of it, your last name is Hai, and Hai Gongsheng's last name is also Hai. Are there many people with this last name in the capital?"
Zhao Duan was curious.
Haitang was silent for a moment, lowering her eyes, letting the steam from the bowl obscure her brows.
“Aren’t there many people with the surname Zhao?”
“…Haha, that’s true.”
Zhao Duan took a deep look at this female colleague with a mysterious background, laughed, turned around and left.
But there was a faint murmur in my heart.
but……
Too lazy to think too much.
Zhao Duan, who had solved a major hidden danger, ate and drank his fill, and walked back slowly with his spoils.
As soon as I walked out of the street and returned to where the horse was tied, a group of people suddenly appeared in front of me.
There were ten sorcerers, all wearing priest robes, walking towards them silently and quietly.
The leader looked at him with interest, and a smile slowly spread across his lips:
"You are Zhao Duan?"
…
…
In the imperial palace, inside the imperial study.
As the setting sun sank into the ground, Xu Zhenguan was asking Mo Chou about something.
"...So, this is the result Xue Shence gave? I asked him to investigate himself, and this is all he found?"
The empress's eyes were cold, and her slender pupils revealed a strong dissatisfaction.
He threw a letter on the table.
Mo Chou stood aside with her head lowered, explaining:
"Privy Councilor Xue said he had done his best and indeed found nothing more. The person who had collaborated with Zhang Changshuo must have been this one."
The empress snorted coldly:
"So, the Prince Jing's Mansion relied on a mere sixth-rank military recorder to steal the firearms craftsman without anyone noticing?"
Mo Chou didn't dare to say a word.
At the beginning, Zhao Duan took revenge on Zhang Changshuo and accidentally implicated a spy from Prince Jing's mansion.
This indicates that there is a high possibility that there are high-ranking military officers in the Privy Council who are secretly defecting to Prince Jing.
Due to the special situation of the Privy Council, Xu Zhenguan ordered Xue Shence to conduct a self-inspection.
After so much time, the person was indeed found, but the empress was not satisfied.
"Privy Councilor Xue is good at military affairs and is indeed not suitable for this kind of thing."
Mo Chou thought about it and said tactfully:
"Even when the rebels in the imperial court were present, even Governor Ma was unable to find them. That doesn't necessarily mean he was unwilling to act."
She knew that Xue Shence was an important military official in the imperial party and was highly valued by His Majesty.
It's time to step up appropriately.
Xu Zhenguan sighed softly:
"None of them makes me worry."
Mo Chou blinked and said:
"Every profession has its own specializations. When it comes to scouting for traitors and manipulating people, you still need to find the right person to do it..."
The king and his minister looked at each other and both knew who the other was talking about.
"The Privy Council is different from other government offices, and the military is a completely different circle from the civil service..." The empress hesitated.
Just at this moment.
Suddenly, the female officials guarding the door outside the Imperial Study spoke up:
"Sea offering..."
The emperor and his ministers in the room were cheered up.
Xu Zhenguan waved his hand and the door of the imperial study opened automatically.
The old eunuch in a python robe entered gracefully and bowed, saying:
"Your Majesty."
Xu Zhenguan was surprised and doubtful: "But is there any progress?"
In the evening, Eunuch Hai left the palace again, saying that he was there to protect Zhao Duan and to cooperate with the imperial court to find a way to catch the thief.
Now that he has returned suddenly, I am afraid there must have been changes.
Eunuch Hai said "Yes".
Without haste or delay, he recounted how Zhao Duan had searched for Ma Yan, located the rebels, and gathered a group of men to hunt them down. Finally, he bowed and said:
"Congratulations, Your Majesty! The assassin and traitor have been apprehended and imprisoned. All officials can sleep soundly tonight."
(End of this chapter)
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