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Chapter 354 The bizarre case of family extermination

Asked about the fact that Sheng Minglin was now considered a capable person, he was very smart and careful, and he reported in a low voice: "After the young man finished speaking, Mr. Li's expression seemed to be very desperate."

Sheng Minglin was surprised: "Despair?"

Asked: "Yes, when I was a child in the dental shop, because I knew a few words, I helped the dentists. I often saw such expressions. I sold my children and daughters. It was sad to be able to sell them, but I can't even sell my children." Even the prostitutes can’t be sold, and the dental shop refuses to accept her, that’s despair... People don’t cry when they’re desperate, that look in their eyes is really scary.”

Sheng Minglin frowned.

He also suspected that Li Xuan was related to the Holy Cult, but now it seems not.

He was silent for a long time and then said: "Send a message to his house. I'll go back there."

Maybe in ten years, when he encounters something like this that is obviously troublesome, his first reaction will be to hide.

But at this moment, when he was a teenager, someone came to his door asking for help. No matter what the reason was, since he was asked, he wanted to ask.

He wrote the post with his own hand and asked for the post.

Sheng Minglin didn't waste much time and made an appointment directly for the afternoon. After asking about it, Li Xuan directly replied that he would be at home.

Before Zhuzhu took her nap at noon, Sheng Minglin specifically told her, "Brother is going out this afternoon and will be back soon."

Tuanzi: "Oh!"

Sheng Minglin: "Then brother, beautiful brother and Xingxing brother can go out together?"

Tuanzi: "Then you should come back soon, Zhuzhu will miss you!"

Sheng Minglin responded.

They walked back and forth a few times before going, and didn't throw any cups. There was nothing else to do, so the three of them went.

Li Xuan now lives in Beicheng. Although he has lost his title, his home has not been raided and he lives in a two-entry house.

It was supposed that Li Xuan would come out to greet them at the appointed time, but when the three of them got off the carriage, there was no sound at the door in front of them.

Shen Lingjue stepped forward and knocked on the door. After knocking for a long time, the concierge did not come out.

Huo Chenzhao stood there, tilting his head slightly to listen, and said, "Something's wrong!"

He took a few steps forward: "Ling Jue, protect Ming Lin. I'll go in and take a look."

Shen Lingjue responded urgently and stood in front of Sheng Minglin. Huo Chenzhao turned over and jumped in. Shen Lingjue frowned and listened and said: "There is no movement in this house, it's like no one is there."

Sheng Minglin's heart sank and he pursed his lips.

The next moment, Huo Chenzhao turned over and jumped out. His voice was tight and he said: "They are all dead."

Sheng Minglin was stunned.

Huo Chenzhao continued: "At a glance, there seem to be more than a dozen people, all of whom had their throats cut with a knife."

Sheng Minglin let out a sigh of relief: "Report it to the official, report it to Dali Temple."

He didn't leave either, and directly asked the coachman to report to the official. At this time, Xu Heshu had taken office as the Prime Minister of Dali Temple. The Minister of Dali Temple was still inactive, and for the time being, the Young Minister of Dali Temple was in charge.

Sheng Minglin, the crown prince of Prince Duan, reported the case. Lu Qinjing, the young minister of Dali Temple, also brought Xu Heshu.

The two parties exchanged a few words, and Sheng Minglin also explained the situation and said: "My friend went in to have a look, but we didn't go in."

Lu Qinjing nodded and then greeted people to come in.

Sheng Minglin couldn't let go, so he shamelessly followed in.

Lu Qinjing looked upright and serious, but he didn't seem to be rigid in his work. He didn't stop him and let him in without talking to him again.

When Sheng Minglin saw the first dead person, his legs went weak.

It's not that he is timid, but that the dead man... is sitting down.

Judging from the clothes, she looked like a maid, sitting on the flower tree stand, as if she was taking a break after being tired from walking. If her throat wasn't dripping with blood all over her body, this posture would even be a bit cute and cute.

Sheng Minglin turned pale, and Shen Lingjue came over to hold his arm.Sheng Minglin was not unsteady, looking around with a pale face.

He saw a tray next to it and placed it next to the maid.

He seemed to see a killer. He walked towards the maid calmly, took the tray and placed it here. Then before the maid could react, he cut her throat, pulled her to sit here, and then left calmly.

Sheng Minglin whispered: "This man's knife must be very fast."

Shen Lingjue asked: "Why?"

"Because," Sheng Minglin pointed in front of the maid: "The blood she spattered was in a puff. That is to say, when her blood spurted out, there was no cover in front of her. That person was there before her blood spurted out. , has already left... How fast was the knife? How fast was the movement?"

Lu Qinjing looked back at him.

He let him in. Firstly, he understood the young man's mood. Secondly, he was curious. Secondly, he was a passionate young man. How could he resist not looking at him when he met him.

Secondly, I also wanted to see his expression. After all, he was involved in it. Who knows whether he has anything to do with the deceased or the murderer.

But he didn't expect that he could calmly analyze it in such panic.

As a result, as soon as he said this, Xu Heshu saw them.

He was half a master with him, and he was not tactful. He said directly: "Minglin, what are you doing here? Why don't you go home!"

Sheng Minglin cupped his hands and said, "Yes, sir."

He just left.

The three of them got on the carriage, but luckily he couldn't recover for a long time.

Shen Lingjue was okay and said, "Does this matter have anything to do with the Holy Religion?"

Sheng Minglin didn't answer. He closed his eyes and meditated for a moment, then wrote a letter. Shen Lingjue stood up directly: "Whoever it is for, I will deliver it."

Sheng Minglin gave it to him: "For fourth brother."

Shen Lingjue jumped out of the carriage and came back at noon, saying: "Fourth brother went to ask. Liao Zhehe didn't do anything on the first day. On the second day, at noon, he suddenly felt like he was poisoned. The blood on his lips was gone. He seemed to be surprised. He struggled to say something to them, but he couldn't say anything and passed out. Jin Yiwei thought someone had poisoned the food, but after checking around, he couldn't find anything. Find out something.”

Sheng Minglin was surprised: "Dead?"

"He's not dead," Shen Lingjue said, "But he's not awake either. He's under treatment!"

He paused: "In Li Xuan's case, fourth brother said he would have people keep an eye on it at any time."

Sheng Minglin nodded.

Faced with a murder scene for the first time, it had a huge impact on him. He couldn't get over it for several days. Especially, he couldn't help but wonder, if he had gone to see him in the morning... would this matter have happened? Won't happen?
But he also thought, would he die if he went to see him in the morning?

Although Sheng Minglin didn't show anything on his face, Tuanzi was quite sensitive to people's emotions and had been particularly well-behaved these days.

Let’s talk about Meizhou, which is thousands of miles away.
At this time, Mrs. Liao had just rushed back to the Holy Cult headquarters.

The main hall was empty, and the cloaked man was standing with his back to the main hall, holding his robe with his big, skinny hands.

Below, Mrs. Liao was curled up on the ground, covering her face and crying.

If Zhuzhu saw this scene, she would definitely recognize that this scene was exactly the same as her interrupted dream.

For a long time, the cloaked man remained motionless. Mrs. Liao lost her strength from crying and slowly stopped, saying in a trembling voice: "Ancestor."

The cloaked man said coldly: "For Han Chengzuo's sake, I won't kill you."

Mrs. Liao was stunned for a moment and murmured: "Zuo'er?"

She was confused and didn't dare to ask.

After all, in her opinion, Han Zhenge, or Han Chengzuo, did not know the ancestor at all, and the son she remembered did not seem to be valued by the ancestor.

But the man in the cloak didn't want to say any more. He fired back and fired twice. The small bronze bell hanging in front of the window made two clicks. The left guardian came in in response. The man in the cloak raised his hand: "Pull it down and lock it up."

(End of this chapter)