Daily life of slaying demons in the government

Chapter 70 Everyone has their own guesses and countermeasures

Song Qixun's mansion was all white, and most of the people crying were servants. They had to cry, even if they had to stab themselves twice.

The young master, who used to be arrogant at home and always upset his master and worried his mistress, was now lying in a thick coffin in his shroud.

The shroud was made in a hurry, with a high, stand-up collar to hide the dense stitches on the neck.

Ordinary families would keep the body for three days, but the Song family planned to keep it for seven days. They would also hold a funeral ceremony for the public.

The customs are similar to those in Sandai City, but the scale is much grander than most people imagine.

What's more, the deceased was a young man in his early twenties. Even if his family was not ordinary, there was no need to make such a grand ceremony, right?
In the end, we can only understand that the head of the Song family, Song Qixun, really loves his son too much. It is nothing more than a father's love for his son.

After closing the door of the study, Song Qixun sat on the chair, slumped down for a rare moment. The solemnity, anger and calmness on his face turned into sadness at this moment.

No matter how naughty a child is, he is still his son after all. At this moment, Song Qixun deeply understands the feelings of an ordinary father after losing his beloved son. He is used to seeing life and death in the army and is numb to the blood, but when such a thing happened to him, Song Qixun also found it difficult to let it go.

"Don't report this to his elder brother for now. He is at a critical juncture of handover and shouldn't be too distracted."

"Yes, sir. It's just about the lady."

"She'll understand."

"Also, you need to pay more attention to the funeral that was just scheduled outside, mainly in the city. You must try your best to make sure that everyone in the city knows about it."

"My Lord, isn't this a little too much?"

"No, it doesn't have to be a big event, but the news must be big. This is very important to the family."

"Sir, are you trying to use Yang Qian's words to help your family get out of this situation?" The deputy general had always been close to Song Qixun and was very familiar with the Song family and Song Qixun's thoughts. He had a rough idea in his mind.

Song Qixun nodded and said, "Yuan'er's death is definitely related to Yang Qian. Whether it was his two followers who suddenly appeared in Honglinfang when the incident happened, or Zui Qingfeng's poisonous smoke that appeared in the house later, it couldn't be a coincidence. Even Yang Qian was trying to stab me in the back.

Especially when he took the initiative to ask the singer how the killer of Yuan Er compared to him, his provocative look almost made me want to attack him. "

"He's not afraid of death?"

“He was able to fight back and save his life when the three Black Wood Demons used Drunken Breeze. His strength should not be underestimated. Even I was not sure I could stop him at that time.

Besides, you should know what crime it is to kill a police chief who is investigating a case in Sandao City. If I take action and he escapes, the entire Song family will be finished. Maybe this is why he keeps stabbing me in the back.

This kid has a very sinister mind!"

To be honest, Song Qixun didn't take a small police chief seriously at first. He always felt that his obstacle in Sandao City was Cui Mingsheng, and even Wang Hai was never taken seriously by him.

It was Cui Mingsheng's existence that opposed him everywhere, which made his idea of ​​deploying more of his own people in the government office always fail. He could only bribe some people secretly, but it was hard to say how reliable they were.

But Song Qixun didn't expect that the person who put him in a dilemma and even forced him to make a fuss about his son's death was not Cui Mingsheng, or even Wang Hai, but just a small captain of the police.

Although Song Qixun seemed to be controlling his emotions very well on the surface, the anger in his heart had already reached its peak.

Not only did he lose his son, but he also suffered the humiliation of being forced into this situation by a mere constable. "Sir, how do we avenge the young master?"

"We can't let Yuan'er's revenge go. But under the current circumstances, we shouldn't take direct action. You should do your best to clean us up, including the people. Don't keep those who are inconvenient to keep. For the rest, we should focus on stability. Let's deal with this hurdle first.

As for revenge, there is another way. You ask your men to go to Mount Paektu tonight and bring back the news of Kuroki's death. And then bring this with them."

As Song Qixun spoke, he took out a mahogany box from the drawer and handed it to the deputy general.

The deputy general opened it and found a dried medicinal herb inside.

“This is the root of the Three Yin Kui tree. I asked the medicine store to help me collect it two years ago. I was planning to collect some other things and then go to the Black Mountain Demon King to exchange it for a Blood Cherry Fruit. Now I can only use it first.

"You take this thing back with the news of Hei Mu's death. Tell them that Hei Mu asked us to find it before he died, and that he wanted to offer it to the Black Mountain Demon King."

The deputy general's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he immediately understood.

"Sir, this is a brilliant move! In this way, we don't need to say a word. The Black Mountain Demon King will consider Hei Mu's filial piety and ask about this matter. Even if he won't do it himself, he will definitely send his demons to do it.

In this way, we can even push the government's letter of complaint to the Black Mountain Demon King. Even if the military office blames us, it will not be too serious. We may even agree to your request to expand the army several times before because the demon king is eyeing the Three Dao Cities."

Song Qixun didn't care about the deputy general's compliment at all. He waved his hand and signaled that the other party could leave.

"Then I will take my leave. Your Excellency, please accept my condolences."

Condolences? Song Qixun didn't have this habit. What he was thinking was that after overcoming this crisis, he would destroy the entire family of Yang Qian's three men and scatter them into ashes, so that he could vent his hatred.

Different from the funeral music playing in the Song Mansion and the deafening cries of grief, Cui Mingsheng in the government office kept saying three good words and the smile on his face was even brighter.

"But sir, why do you think the evil spirits would suddenly attack Song Qixun? They should be in collusion with each other. They wouldn't suddenly turn against each other to such an extent, right? And they all used the same poisonous smoke, could they be the same group of evil spirits?"

Wang Hai still asked the question in his heart. He still trusted Cui Mingsheng's judgment more than trying to figure out the thoughts of Song Qixun, a scheming animal.

"Old Wang, just look at the outcome. Who would benefit the most from the evil spirit killing Song Qixun's son?"

"This" Wang Hai had never thought about this. Now that Cui Mingsheng reminded him, he also started to think about it quickly in his mind.

Soon Wang Hai's face gradually became very surprised, and he asked Cui Mingsheng with an uncertain tone: "Sir, why do I feel that Song Qixun's son was killed by the evil spirit, but he himself benefited the most!"

"Haha, Old Wang, you're right. Song Qixun's son died at this time, and was killed by a demon. And it happened to be when Yang Qian, the head constable who was retaliated by the demon not long ago, was on duty. What a coincidence, isn't it?"

"Your Excellency means that someone deliberately wanted Yang Qian to investigate this case? Just so that they could use the poisonous smoke that Yang Qian had seen to determine that Song Yuan's death was caused by evil spirits?!
In this way, Song Qixun can tie himself and Yang Qian together, both of them are the targets of revenge by evil spirits. In this way, even if the provincial military office comes to conduct a thorough investigation, most of the guilt can be alleviated?

Then, could it be that Song Yuan’s death was an act of Song Qixun abandoning his son to protect himself? ! "

Cui Mingsheng did not comment, saying: "Whether Song Qixun abandoned his son to protect himself is not important. What is important is that he has been distracted by the things that have happened recently. Even if he has a premonition, he will only clean up the snow in front of his door. He will never think about the frost on his roof!
Let Yang Qian seize the opportunity and open a breakthrough as soon as possible. It would be best if we have something specific to show when the governor arrives!"

(End of this chapter)