Daily life of slaying demons in the government

Chapter 25 It's not over yet

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Bang bang bang.
In the front yard in front of the main hall of the Song family's residence, Song Yuan was pressed against a door panel and was being beaten on the buttocks with a stick. Blood was clearly seeping out of his linen trousers.

The person holding the baton was an executioner in the army. The beating looked ferocious, but it was only flesh wounds and no injuries to the tendons or bones.

Of course, physical pain is inevitable.

This was not the first time that Song Yuan was beaten at home, commonly known as family discipline.

But it was the first time that he was beaten so hard. Because Song Qixun was sitting next to him drinking tea and watching with his own eyes, no one dared to let him go. Every time the stick hit the buttocks hard, blood must be seen.

"Master, you have already hit him with fifteen sticks. If you continue, Yuan'er will be beaten to death. After all, he is your youngest son!"

"Yes, Master. Although Song Yuan is naughty, he is also a filial child at home. Even if he is wrong, you can just teach him a lesson. Don't get angry and beat him up!"

Song Qixun was wearing casual clothes, sipping hot tea, looking coldly at Song Yuan who was still being beaten with a stick, and hearing the pleas of his two wives and concubines.

"If I hadn't considered that he was my son, he would have been chopped into pieces and thrown to the dogs." Song Qixun's anger had not subsided yet. This time he was really pissed off by his useless son.

But as the two women next to them said, they may be angry, but he is their son after all. If he gets hurt, they will have to raise him themselves in the end. It is even more painful to watch.

He waved his hand, and the executioner who was already stalling for time also stopped immediately. He counted in his mind, a total of seventeen hits, and started to use force, and the latter half of the time was just for the sound of the hits. If not for this, with Song Yuan's physique, he would have been knocked unconscious by now.

Song Yuan was kneeling on the ground with his arms held up. His face was pale, but he gritted his teeth and didn't lie down. It was the rotten wound on his butt that made him sweat coldly.

"Do you know where you went wrong?"

"I know that my mistake was that I knew that my family was plotting against Wang Shigui and Chen Dong, but I still let my guard down and gave them an opportunity to take advantage of. I missed a great opportunity and ruined my father's overall plan."

Song Qixun put down his teacup, sighed, and said, "I know you like to play, but I always tell you that everything should be done in moderation and not excessively. But you just don't listen. Going to a brothel is fine, but you also used the demon fox lust cream and even spread the news everywhere. You are not taking it lightly, you are extremely stupid!"

After a pause, Song Qixun continued, "Recently, you have to work hard and practice martial arts when you are free. You are only allowed to go to the brothel once a month. If you dare to sneak over, I will send you to your eldest brother to let him train you for a year. Think it over carefully."

Hearing this, even if Song Yuan was a hundred percent unwilling, he had to promise to do it. He didn't want to go to his eldest brother and be scolded like a dog.

However, when he thought about the fact that he could only go to the brothel once a month, Song Yuan felt very depressed.

"Tell me about the man named Yang Qian." Song Qixun did not let Song Yuan go down to heal his wounds, but continued to ask questions. It was just physical pain, how could he not know about it after working in the army since he was a child? He also sincerely wanted his son to suffer more and remember it.

Song Yuan did not get permission, so he could only kneel on the ground and endure the pain. He gasped and answered, "Yang Qian's father used to be a yamen runner. He had an old relationship with Liu Fu. Later, he retired and stayed in Sanda City instead of returning home because he hoped that Yang Qian would take his place. Later, Yang Qian did enter the government office as a yamen runner the year after his father died of illness. He was promoted to the B-class as a constable by Liu Fu more than half a year ago.

This person is calm and cunning, and he hides his true intentions very well. His martial arts skills were mediocre before, and everyone thought they were not much different. Who knew that this bastard hid his true intentions so well that even Xiao Ping was no match for him! "

At the end, Song Yuan was already gritting his teeth. Xiao Ping was his personal bodyguard, but Song Qixun had already transferred him to an unknown place.

"He is calm and cunning. He is also the pioneer in solving cases in the past six months. I heard that he was just promoted to the head of the C squad."

"Ah?!" Song Yuan felt very upset when he heard that his enemy had been promoted. Song Qixun continued, "After you recover from your injury, go back to the government office and keep a close eye on Yang Qian. You must know as much as possible about what he is doing, what is happening around him, and his every move. In particular, you must find a way to know his money and goods."

Song Yuan endured the pain and asked curiously, "Dad, although Yang Qian is hateful, you don't have to take it so seriously, right? Is there any other reason?"

"Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask. Did you remember everything I just said?"

"I'll remember this! Dad, don't worry, I know a lot of people in the police station, and I'll keep a close eye on Yang Qian!"

Song Qixun then waved his hand, and his servants hurried over to carry Song Yuan, who was sweating profusely from the pain, onto a stretcher and took him away for treatment.

Soon Song Qixun returned to the study, accompanied by his trusted deputy general.

"How's the investigation going? Is there any trace of the item?"

"Your Excellency, there is no trace of it on the official transcript, and the rest of the Liu family knows nothing about it. I think it is very likely that Liu Chengkun hid it somewhere else."

Song Qixun snorted coldly, sat on the chair in front of the desk, leaned back, closed his eyes, and said: "Liu Chengkun has been guarding against us from the beginning. The thing came out from the opening of Mount Paektu, and there are traces of evil spirits in the mountain. There are too many troubles involved. He is worried that we will cross the river and destroy the bridge.

I was wondering why there had been no news for so long, and it turned out that this guy had detained me.

Now it seems that either Liu Chengkun is hiding something and we have no clue to find it yet, or Liu Chengkun has given it to someone else.

If it is the latter, then the constable named Yang Qian is very suspicious."

"Your Excellency is right. According to the information we received, when Captain Lin led his troops to surround Liujiazhuang, it was Liu Fu who came out to negotiate, but Yang Qian, as his deputy, did not show up. He was watching Liu Chengkun in person in the study room in the backyard.

That is to say, Liu Chengkun and Yang Qian were alone together for a meal.

Then Yang Qian left the study room for a while and went to the place where the prisoners of the Liu family were imprisoned, and then returned to the study room.

If Liu Chengkun told anyone the whereabouts of that thing, it could only have been during the time when he and Yang Qian were alone together.

Afterwards, the name of Liu Chengkun's youngest son was not on the wanted list, and the police said he had escaped. But there was news that someone saw Liu Chengkun's youngest son, who was originally imprisoned in Liu's mansion, but now his whereabouts are unknown.

"So maybe Yang Qian released Liu Chengkun's youngest son to preserve the bloodline of the Liu family in exchange for all the secrets from Liu Chengkun?" Song Qixun's face was very ugly. Although the matter had not been concluded, he really couldn't think of any other possibility.

"Sir, if the things were really stolen, then this is the only possibility. And if Yang Qian swallowed the things directly after getting them, then there would be no way to investigate."

Song Qixun shook his head and said firmly: "Yang Qian is not a fool. It would be a waste of food if he just ate it. He would never do that.

What's more, Yang Qian has a good talent in martial arts. He has such strength at such a young age and will not miss such an opportunity. He will definitely pay tribute to the Immortal Gate and ask for a chance to become an immortal.

You also need to keep a close eye on him. If he plans to leave the city, report to me immediately. If he is going far away, we can kill him on the way and we will definitely be able to find something!"

(End of this chapter)