Chapter 465: Peace on the Surface

He Lingchuan coughed lightly: "This is the Chiyan State Feitian Vanguard, General Ling."

"General Ling?" Zhongsunmou's eyes narrowed slightly, "The military order has been issued, you should be on the way to the front line now, why are you still staying in Zhitian Township?"

"It's all about you..." General Ling wanted to spit at him, but suddenly remembered his authority and changed his words, "Get there within the deadline, it's still early!" Zhongsunmou couldn't arrest him directly, but if a letter of accusation was sent to the capital of Chiyan State, it would be disgusting.

So he quickly changed the subject: "The victim is also a soldier of my Feitian Army, I want an explanation! Where is the murderer, what is his identity, how to deal with him, ah?"

"The case is not completed, and the secrets must not be leaked. This is the rule." Zhongsunmou said lightly, "General Ling, go to the war with peace of mind. When Lingxu City notifies Chiyan State, you will have the answer."

How could General Ling be willing to leave? It would take at least a few months for him to come back from the front line, and the daylily would be cold.

He didn't trust this "inspector" from the bottom of his heart.

He Lingchuan spoke to help him out: "Before I came, the prince asked me to investigate thoroughly and make sure to send the final result, not this -" He pointed to the golden paper in the guard's hand, "- to him. If you have any questions, go to the prince. I can't withdraw here halfway."

Zhongsun Mou was furious and was about to retort when someone suddenly walked in from the gate of the courtyard and exclaimed "Aiya" when he saw the scene here.

This was an old man in his fifties, with half white hair and beard, and two oil paper bags in his hands.

Seeing this group of fierce and evil people in the courtyard, he turned around and ran away.

But how could everyone let him go? Zhongsun Mou's guards ran out and grabbed his shoulders and dragged him back.

Using the true power to explore, it was known that this was just an ordinary person.

Without waiting for strict questioning, the old man confessed.

It turned out that he was the servant in charge of taking care of this place. The owner, Mr. Mai, only came three or four times a year, and each time he stayed for no more than ten days before leaving. Then the yard was completely quiet. He usually swept the floor, raised flowers, and made some small dishes to go with wine. His life was quite comfortable.

When asked what Mr. Mai did, the old man said he was not sure, probably a businessman. Because as long as Mr. Mai came, there would be guests coming here every now and then, and sometimes there would be several groups in a day.

When these people sat in the study, Mr. Mai closed the door, and no sound could be heard.

General Ling asked him: "Have you ever thought of eavesdropping?" Although these people were doing something shady, they might set up a barrier when discussing matters.

"No. Mr. Mai also praised me, saying that my greatest strength is that I have no curiosity."

Zhongsun Mou also spoke: "Do you know Mr. Mai's full name?"

"I don't know, he didn't mention it."

"What does he do here?"

"Well, he mostly reads books and drinks tea in the study, and occasionally goes out, then I don't know where he goes."

He Lingchuan asked him: "How many days did Mr. Mai stay this time?"

"Five days... no, six days."

"So where is he now?"

"I don't know." The old man looked confused, "It stands to reason that he should be at home, Mr. Mai likes to take a nap."

However, when He Lingchuan came, the courtyard was empty.

Did Mr. Mai smell danger and run away in advance?

But He Lingchuan took a short time to interrogate Mr. Wan, and then rushed to Shuanglu Town without stopping, with only two quarters of an hour difference. How could Mr. Mai know in advance?

Who leaked the news and when?

Zhongsun Mou asked a few more questions, and seeing that the old man couldn't get any useful information here, he waved his hand and asked someone to take him down to narrate the portrait.

The unexpected appearance of this old man gave both parties a chance to relax.

Zhongsun Mou looked at He Lingchuan and was about to speak, but the fierce tiger Jiao Yu said first: "Master Zhongsun, I suggest that we investigate the case together, so that we can concentrate our advantages."

He Lingchuan smiled and said: "Either we find out the truth, or you send a letter to the king of Chiyan and ask the prince to recall me."

General Ling said loudly: "That's right! You are standing on the land of Chiyan, and you want to forcibly expel the prince's envoy? You must ask us if we agree first!"

He Lingchuan glanced at him.

This general Ling looks straightforward, but he is actually a very cooperative red-faced man.

General Ling means that you can't disagree, the token can only scare others, and I will still kick you out.

Smart people are afraid of being reckless.

Zhongsun Mou was also calculating quickly in his mind at this time.

He had a deep grudge with Fushan Yue, so of course he would not be polite to his subordinates.

This so-called prince's envoy stiffened his neck and refused to obey, and Zhongsun Mou just thought it was ridiculous. That's hell without a door, but he insisted on coming. There will be plenty of opportunities later. If he is not sent away, he will be blamed.

So he pondered for a moment, and his face softened: "It's good to share what we have, so that we can report to the higher-ups. What clues did you get?"

Zhongsun Mou's attitude suddenly softened, and He Lingchuan became more vigilant.

When he wanted to do something bad, he also liked to suppress first and then praise.

But on the surface, he still had to take advantage of the situation and soften: "I have found several cases of missing monsters here, including the descendants of General Ling. In the past six months, dozens of monsters have disappeared in the central and northern parts of Chiyan, which is similar to the case of the Lingxu City messenger."

"You mean, there is a murderer who hunts monsters on a large scale, and the Lingxu City messenger was just killed accidentally?"

"Hunting in secret." He Lingchuan corrected him, "Wan Dahu of Zhitian Township has confessed that he and his nephew teamed up to kill monsters and get pearls."

"Get pearls?" Zhongsun Mou frowned, "What pearls?"

He Lingchuan stopped talking: "Master Zhongsun, it's your turn."

Chief Zhongsun sighed: "I found out from the north, not limited to Chiyan. Several bird demons saw the white-shouldered eagle flying to the cliff to take shelter from the rain, but it seemed that it did not come out after dawn. I asked repeatedly, but they did not dare to confirm it. Later, I collected evidence under the cliff, and the evidence finally pointed to Shuanglu Town, Zhitian Township, which is... here!"

General Ling interrupted: "Then this Mai got wind of it and ran away in advance."

Zhongsun Mou was angry: "General Ling, be careful."

"I just want to know, what should we do now?" General Ling is a pragmatic person, "He has run away, how can we investigate this case further?"

"I will issue a reward for this Mai." Zhongsun Mou said, "The portrait will be out soon, and it will be posted in nearby towns and villages. With so many eyes watching from the sky and the ground, it will be difficult for him to run away."

This is a demon country, and it is not only humans who are watching the reward, but also various monsters. Whether you are eating or squatting, you don't know which corner will have a pair of non-human eyes silently watching you, and you can't guard against it.

He walked out leisurely, with only one guard, and said to He Lingchuan: "I have some news, you come with me."

There was a big hole in the door of the study, which was certainly not suitable for telling secrets.

He Lingchuan and Jiao Yu looked at each other and followed him to the main house.

General Ling followed him, of course.

He was about to tell the two wind-drilling beast guards to watch over the study, but before he could say anything, He Lingchuan patted his long neck and whispered, "Don't worry about anything."

General Ling really swallowed his words and followed him into the main house silently.

Zhongsun Mou closed the door himself and even put up a barrier, and then whispered: "This case must be handled to the satisfaction of the emperor."

The emperor is the master of Lingxu City and the demon emperor who rules the entire Beijia Empire.

So this sentence is very important.

He Lingchuan heard his hidden meaning: "What will make the emperor satisfied?"

"The timing of this case is strange. The emperor believes that it was done by spies from abroad." Zhongsun Mou looked at He Lingchuan and said, "But the conclusion of your analysis is clearly unrelated to this."

"The messenger from Lingxu City was killed because someone secretly captured sporadic little demons? Tsk, how can such a conclusion be trusted by the emperor?"

The emperor does not believe that this is an accident, and they will be unlucky as his subordinates.

He Lingchuan humbly asked, "So, Lord Zhongsun, what do you think we should do about this?"

"We still need to dig deeper and investigate this aspect." Zhongsun Mou said seriously, "If it is true as you said, the white-shouldered eagle just encountered an accident, then the person behind the scenes should have stopped and hidden after knowing that he had killed the messenger of Lingxu City by mistake, at least until the limelight has passed. Why would he continue to commit crimes one after another, and attract more and more attention, so that you can catch the clues?"

This kid is foul-mouthed, as if the clues they can find are all given by the person behind the scenes. General Ling moved his mouth, and finally swallowed the words "Mom, P".

He Lingchuan's heart moved when he heard it. Zhongsun Mou's words made sense, but he still said: "Perhaps there is a disconnect between the upper and lower levels, and Wan Song did not understand the intentions of the people behind the scenes; or perhaps the tasks assigned by the upper level are too heavy, and they are lucky."

It is actually very difficult for an organization to pass orders from top to bottom, and it is normal for confusion, entanglement, and disorder to occur in the middle, not to mention that the upper and lower levels have their own selfish interests and their interests collide with each other.

The larger the organization, the greater the deviation.

The upper level thinks that they have the wisdom in their hands and want to follow the law, but the shrimp soldiers and crab generals below can mess it up when they implement it.

Good intentions often come from doing bad things.

General Ling glared and said, "Master Zhongsun, if you insist that it was done by a spy, the flight route of the white-shouldered eagle is only known by the people of Lingxu City! If you don't go back to Lingxu City to find out, what's the point of hanging around in Chiyan?"

"There are people in Lingxu City investigating." Zhongsun Mou said quickly, "After all, the white-shouldered eagle disappeared in Chiyan. Even if its itinerary was leaked in Lingxu City, it was shot down in Chiyan. Find the murderer and the mystery will be solved."

He asked He Lingchuan, "You said that Wan Song, the nephew of Mr. Wan, is the murderer. Where is he now? ? "

"I don't know." He Lingchuan said cheerfully, "Since you can find Buffalo Lane, I hope you can find the whereabouts of the murderer."

"Whether it's the white-shouldered eagle or the descendants of General Ling, they all disappeared near Zhitian Township." Zhongsun Mou raised his chin, "The murderer likes to hang out here, so why not use Wan Dahu as bait to lure him out."

"That's exactly what I meant." He Lingchuan smiled, "Then why don't you hurry back to Youtian Town, Lord Zhongsun? The news that Wan Dahu is under our control must not be leaked, otherwise Wan Song will not be fooled."