Daily life of slaying demons in the government

Chapter 192 How much strength? Just try and you will know.

Returning to the courtyard of the Patrol Office, Yang Qian immediately noticed the strange looks from the remaining three men. Perhaps they had never expected that he would be so tough in front of the Chief Constable?

"Hu Feng, come in." Yang Qian shouted, and then went into his own office room.

"Yes, my lord!"

The other two looked at each other, and they felt quite uncomfortable when they saw Hu Feng being called in by Yang Qian.

I thought to myself, is Lord Yang picking people? Are we the two most insignificant people? Will he look for us next? Or will he just kick us out?

Ignoring the last two people's depression, Hu Feng, who entered the public office, was holding the file given to him by Yang Qian and reading it carefully. This was a case sent from the government office, and the people in the patrol department could not read the contents at will without Yang Qian's nod.

The file does not contain much content. After all, seven people died but there is no clue in the end. It can be called a mystery. So the records in it are just superficial things. If you want to dig deeper, you have to go to Yong'an City to see it in person.

"How is it? Any ideas?" Yang Qian looked at Hu Feng expressionlessly.

"Sir, this case is a mystery. The statement of Yong'an City is all bland and simple, saying that the cause was a series of wrongful deaths in a wealthy family. Later, Yong'an detectives went to investigate but found no clues, and they died one after another after returning. The cause of death was strange, and they died of hemorrhage from the liver and gallbladder, and there were no external injuries on their bodies.

Later, they investigated under the Tianzi Banner of the provincial government, but again found nothing. Two people also died inexplicably in the inn. The cause of death was also strange. They actually drowned themselves in the washbasin.

It is really absurd and bizarre. I feel that this file has little reference value."

Compared with Feng Song, Ma Dayuan and Zhao Chen, whom Yang Qian had met when he came to the Patrol Case Division, Hu Feng spoke more boldly. He dared to express his own judgment after reading the file once, and he was full of confidence.

"You are quite opinionated. What are you going to do?"

"Sir, is this case really in our hands?" Hu Feng asked carefully.

"Well, I can't run away. I made a bet with Lord Zhang. If I lose, I will ask the Lord of the Palace for punishment, so we have to hurry up on this case. Are you willing to go to Yong'an City with me?"

"I am willing to go!" Hu Feng bowed quickly and took Yang Qian's order with some excitement.

Seeing Hu Feng bowing, Yang Qian's mouth corners slightly raised, and a hint of meaning flashed in his eyes. But it disappeared in an instant.

"Very good, then go pack up and we'll leave this afternoon. Master Zhang only gave me one month, so it's very tight."

"Yes, sir! I will arrange the carriage right away!"

It was called a carriage, but in fact it was just two fast horses and some dry food. The two of them left Jizhou Prefecture just after noon and rode westward to Yong'an City.

A month may not seem like a short time, but it is actually quite tight when you factor in the time spent on the road. Even though Yang Qian traveled very fast, he didn't even have time to sleep, except for eating, drinking, defecating, and urinating. The two of them rode their horses and endured the journey.

There was a post station every few dozen miles, and after changing horses, they did not stop for a single stop. It took them three days to reach Yong'an City.

This is a much smaller city than Sandao City. The city wall is only more than three meters high, the location is more remote than Sandao City, and the population is less. It is one of the most inconspicuous cities in Jizhou Prefecture.

Yang Qian's arrival has alarmed everyone in Yong'an City.

After a banquet, Yang Qian pulled the chief constable of Yong'an City, Deng Dian, to talk about the case.

Yang Qian gave him face and drank wine, so Yong'an City naturally had to give him face and cooperate with him in the investigation. "Evil! Lord Yang, this case is really evil!"

Deng Dian is an old man who is about to retire. He is sixty-three years old this year.

But the old man is in good spirits and has a strong body. He just drank a pot of one and a half kilograms of old wine with Yang Qian at the table. Now his face is not red and he is not out of breath. When he speaks, apart from the smell of alcohol, there is really no sign of confusion.

"Oh? What do you mean?"

"Well, Lord Yang, to be honest, the Wang family is actually a famous scholarly family in Yong'an City. Many of them have entered the government, and one of them was an official in the Ministry of Personnel in the Imperial City. They also have a lot of good farmland and prosperous shops, and they still have no worries about food and clothing.

Moreover, the Wang family often did good deeds, such as setting up a porridge shop and giving out porridge to many people. They had a good reputation in the surrounding area.

As a result, for unknown reasons, several people in the Wang family died in just three months. Some fell into a well, some were hit to death by falling tiles from the roof, or some were frightened to death in their sleep for unknown reasons.

In the end, it was the old housekeeper of the Wang family who came to report to the police. He looked terrified and died in his home that night.

Then, five of the yamen runners and constables who went to investigate from our police station also died. Their deaths were equally strange.

After checking all interpersonal relationships, it was found that the Wang family had no enemies, and none of the family’s wealth had been stolen. In fact, all the dead were direct descendants of the Wang family, and now the Wang family’s wealth has gone nowhere. We need to find a distant relative to take over.”

We chatted for most of the night.

After Deng Dian left, Yang Qian did not sleep, but sat cross-legged in the inn to practice Qi instead of resting. He was also thinking about what Deng Dian said.

The so-called "evil nature" in Yang Qian's opinion is that Deng Dian, an old man, is puzzled by the strange situation of continuous deaths in the Wang family case and no clues. Because he really couldn't think of the reason, he used the term "evil nature".

The family was a well-known kind family in the surrounding area. They were also a family of scholars, and could even be considered a prominent family. However, not only did they lose people for unknown reasons, but they also killed the bailiffs and constables who went to investigate the case for unknown reasons.

Weird indeed.

The cause of death was bizarre, which was fine. But in the case of the Wang family, why did they kill the yamen runners and the constables?
Or is it that there is no murderer at all, but some other reason caused these people to die unclearly?
On the day Yang Qian arrived in Yong'an City, in a small courtyard just two streets away from the inn where he stayed, a portrait of him was placed on a table, being examined.

"Is that him? He doesn't look very old."

"Well, I heard that he is less than 30 years old. But his strength should not be underestimated. Zhu Mao suspects that this person is actually an entry-level disciple of the Five Thunder Palace."

"Zhu Mao? The deputy governor of the military office? Tsk, can you trust the words of a guy who can only flatter others? Although the Five Thunder Palace has had a hard time in recent years, it is still a legitimate and old-fashioned immortal sect. How could they throw an initiator of this age out?"

"Hey, isn't this really our job? This is a good opportunity to weigh Yang Qian's weight."

He pointed to the large opened letter next to the portrait.

"No need to kill him. Just identify his cultivation level and see if he is an entry-level disciple of the Five Thunder Palace."

"That's easy to say. We have already reached the Seventh Tempering of the Soul, and ordinary immortal sect disciples may not be able to endure it. What if we kill or cripple Yang Qian?"

"Hehe, if that really happens, it's not our fault. After all, it's strange to ask us to test Yang Qian's strength. If there's any problem, it can't be blamed on us."

(End of this chapter)