Chapter 393 Can’t Die Now

Zhuo Hongli has been waiting for Lao Zhou to come back in Wanqingyuan. He believes that with Lao Zhou's strength, it is not a problem for him to kill or capture someone and bring him back.

But until three o'clock in the morning, Lao Zhou still didn't come back, which made Zhuo Hongli a little restless.

Nothing will happen, right?

But if there is someone who can kill Lao Zhou, unless a large number of people surround and attack him, or Song Gou takes action personally, Lao Zhou should have no problem escaping.

Why haven't you come back yet?

Having a bad feeling, he opened the door and went out with a grim look on his face.

Suddenly, a light came on in the front yard, followed by a noisy sound.

Zhuo Hongli quickly jumped out.

"Master, master, something bad has happened." A guard outside rushed over with a pale face.

"What happened?" Zhuo Hong's heart was pounding with fear.

"Uncle Zhou, Uncle Zhou is dead."

"What!" Zhuo Hongli disappeared in an instant and appeared at the east gate again.

"Master..." When several servants saw Zhuo Hongli coming, they made way for him, their faces filled with panic and fear.

When Zhuo Hongli saw Lao Zhou lying on the ground, his whole body shook.

"Godfather!" Zhuo Yu's voice sounded from behind, and then he also came to the crowd.

"Uncle Zhou!" Zhuo Yu cried out in shock, and then knelt down in front of Uncle Zhou's body, "How could this happen? How could Uncle Zhou die?"

Zhuo Yu started crying, and the people around him also wiped their tears.

Zhuo Hongli said nothing. He stood straight, his face pale, staring at the corpse motionlessly.

"Master, calm down." Jing Ji went to help Zhuo Yu who was crying sadly, "Uncle Zhou's death was strange, he must have been murdered."

Jing Ji's words brought Zhuo Hongli back to his senses. He immediately squatted down and began to examine Uncle Zhou's body.

There was a bloody hole in the chest, killed by a sword.

"How could someone be able to kill Old Zhou with just one sword?" Zhuo Hongli's voice was extremely cold.

"Godfather, we have to avenge Uncle Zhou." Zhuo Yu sobbed.

"Of course, but we have to find out who the murderer is first." Zhuo Hongli checked Zhou Shuhun's body again.

"Master, Uncle Zhou seems to have something in his hand." said a servant next to him.

Zhuo Hongli immediately looked at Uncle Zhou's hand, and then saw a piece of cloth pinched in his hand.

It was pinched and opened into a strip. It looked like it was torn off. There was a faint golden strip on the black color, but it was too small to tell what it was.

"What is this? It must belong to the murderer." Zhuo Yu said immediately after seeing it.

"It should be the murderer's clothes?"

"No, it seems to be the sleeve."

“This is gold thread.”

"Gold thread?" Zhuo Yu raised his voice and immediately checked carefully, "It is gold thread, godfather, ordinary people don't make gold thread on their sleeves."

Zhuo Hongli stared at the strip of cloth, then clenched his hands into fists, his old face so dark that ink could drip out of it.

"Father..." Zhuo Yu called.

Zhuo Hong immediately came to his senses, took the cloth strip, stood up and said, "Bury Uncle Zhou properly." Then he turned around and left.

Everyone was stunned, but Zhuo Yu quickly explained what happened, and Uncle Zhou's body was carried away.

When Zhuo Yu arrived at Wanqingyuan, Zhuo Hong was sitting at a large table in the study with a black suit in front of him.

"Godfather." Zhuo Yu walked over and looked at the table.

"Yu'er, look at this dress. Is the fabric the same as the one Uncle Zhou has?" Zhuo Hongli said to Zhuo Yu.

Zhuo Yu immediately walked over and looked and touched.

"Godfather, the fabric is the same. Although the gold thread is only a tiny bit, it should be the same as the one on the sleeve. Godfather, this is the uniform of the Royal Guard, right?"

Zhuo Yu's words made Zhuo Hongli's eyes narrow instantly.

"But why would the Royal Guards want to kill Uncle Zhou? Uncle Zhou is so powerful, who can kill him with just one sword?" Zhuo Yu looked confused.

"Song Gou!" Zhuo Hongli suddenly shouted, "Only he has this kind of clothes and this kind of strength."

"Impossible, Song Gou must be in the villa. Would he leave the emperor and come to the imperial capital?" Zhuo Yu immediately shook his head.

"This is easy to check. If it's not him, then it must be his people. Several secret guards surrounded Lao Zhou." Zhuo Hongli clenched his fists tightly and said with gritted teeth.

Zhuo Yu also looked unhappy: "Father, that shouldn't be the case. We at Wanyao Pavilion have always had a good relationship with the royal family. Why would the royal family attack us? Father, you even let Yun Zhu treat the emperor."

"How can you guess what these two people are thinking? Okay, go and deal with Uncle Zhou's affairs. Don't worry about the rest. I will seek justice for Old Zhou."

Zhuo Yu nodded and said, "Godfather, you must be careful. By the way, do you want to call Uncle Zhao back?"

"I will let him come back." Zhuo Hongli said, then lowered his head and picked up the strip of cloth to look at it again.

Zhuo Yu glanced at him and left, wondering whether this old beast would believe it.

At Renshan Medical Clinic, at three o'clock in the morning, Cheng Linhan came back, smelling of blood, and immediately asked Jun Huolan to wash up.

When they came back again, Mo Yunzhu ordered supper for the two of them.

"What about the city guards and the criminal department officials?" Jun Huolan asked Cheng Linhan.

"Four of them died. They were all people who had connections with Song Gou's cronies. A message has already been sent to the other courtyard by flying pigeons." Cheng Linhan said and immediately drank the crab porridge.

"I'm not afraid that they won't fight each other this time." Jun Huolan raised the corner of his mouth with a sinister smile.

Mo Yunzhu also laughed and said, "Zhuo Hongli thought Song Gou killed Uncle Zhou, and Song Gou thought that all the people sent out to monitor Zhuo Hongli were killed by Zhuo Hongli. If Commander Cheng can stir up trouble, there's no need to worry that they won't fight."

"It would be best if they attack secretly, and we can continue to kill fish in the water." Jun Huolan also started eating.

Cheng Linhan said with some worry: "Sooner or later they will realize that they have been tricked."

"So what? As long as the prince doesn't show up, they can only guess. Besides, people keep dying. How can they handle it?" Mo Yunzhu said with a smile, "By the way, the mid-month is coming soon."

"Do you still want to give Zhuo Hongli pain relief?" Jun Huolan frowned instantly.

"Of course, he is not in good health, how can he fight with Song Gou? But don't worry, I have a backup plan."

"What backup plan? Did Chen Tianqi leave any?" Cheng Linhan asked immediately.

"Do you think I'm naive?" Mo Yunzhu said with a smile, "Of course I left them all, but they won't feel anything. But if I want them to die, it's easy."

"That's good. Now the main concern is Song Gou. As long as he's not dead, we'll be in greater danger." Cheng Linhan said.

"Song Gou is not sick, I can't get close to him." Mo Yunzhu smiled bitterly, "I'm afraid we can only surround and suppress this guy."

"But he won't leave Chen Tianqi, and he won't come out alone. We can't find a chance to encircle and suppress him." Cheng Linhan immediately shook his head.

"There is no rush for now. He cannot die now. Wait until he and Zhuo Hongli are both defeated and injured, then send him off."