Detective Di Renjie's legend of Wu Dynasty

Chapter 521 Assassin
The masked man said coldly: "As a member of the Black Clothes Club, you have the face to beg for mercy after doing such a rebellious thing!"

As he spoke, he quickly pulled out the steel knife.

Liao Wenqing shuddered all over and said: "At that time in the desert, I just couldn't bear it, so I yelled that sentence on the spur of the moment...

Please let me go!In the barren mountain, I have already died once, so why don't you just treat me as dead..."

The masked man hummed lightly and said, "But you are still alive. Only the dead will shut up."

Liao Wenqing hurriedly said: "Don't worry, I will never reveal any secrets of the organization.

That Master Di questioned me just now, and I put all the responsibility on Fang Zhe, think about it, if you tell the truth in the desert, I will not end well, just let me go..."

Before the words fell, there were several applause outside the window.

Startled, Liao Wenqing suddenly raised his head and looked out the window, only to see a person walking slowly to the window.

Upon closer inspection, Liao Wenqing was stunned. This person was none other than the Master Di he mentioned just now, Di Renjie.

Di Renjie and his party pushed the door open and entered the room. Liao Wenqing was startled and couldn't help but gasped. He stared at the masked man in front of him.

The masked man pulled down the black cloth on his face—it was Wang Mang!
Wang Mang sneered: "General Liao, what else can you say?"

Liao Wenqing's whole body went limp, and he slumped on the couch.

The Qianniuwei who were lurking in the courtyard rushed in and surrounded the west wing. Di Renjie and Zeng Tai walked into the inner room slowly.

At this moment, Zeng Tai still didn't quite believe what happened in front of him. He walked quickly to the bed, pointed at Liao Wenqing and said, "You, you, is it really you? Are you a traitor?"

Liao Wenqing's lips trembled, tears welled up in his eyes, he lowered his head in shame.

At this time, Wang Mang said coldly: "How about it, should Liao Liao tell the truth now?"

Liao Wenqing raised his head: "Master Hou, I, I..."

Di Renjie took a step forward: "Since you don't know what to say, I'll give you a start.

You are the traitor of the Black Clothes Society lurking in the army of the Liberation Movement, and you belong to the Holy Knight Wang Qiang.

That is, you notified the Black Clothes Society in advance of the departure time of the Liberation Movement army and the time of arrival at the Liangzhou desert, and hid in the army as an internal response.

You deliberately put the rear army that will store drinking water for the army at the front of the team. When an earthquake occurs and strong winds hit, the rear army that stores water will bear the brunt and suffer heavy losses.

Am I right? "

Liao Wenqing nodded with tears all over his face: "Yes."

Di Renjie said: "After the earthquake passed, the army lost drinking water. What's worse, even the official road was buried by strong winds. Fang Zhe had no choice but to order the army to march forward against the scorching sun, and those who led the army , it's you!

You brought the army into the scheduled attack location of the Black Clothes Club, and when the army was tired and thirsty, those gangsters from the Black Clothes Club disguised as gods appeared..."

Liao Wenqing raised his head and looked at Di Renjie: "My lord, let me speak for myself!"

Di Renjie nodded: "Speak!"

Wang Mang looked at Liao Wenqing quietly.

Liao Wenqing nodded, and slowly told the truth about the robbery in the desert at that time...

Fang Zhe was very nervous when the so-called black-clothed god appeared in the desert.

Suddenly, someone shouted in the chaos: "It's the king in black!"

With doubts in Fang Zhe's eyes, he slowly pulled out the saber stuck in the sand.

Liao Wenqing who was at the side glanced at him and said, "General, these people float here, are they really the kings in black?"

Fang Zhe asked in a low voice: "What is the king in black?"

Liao Wenqing explained: "The local people say that there is a 'Mountain of Darkness' nearby, and in the mountain lives the King of Heaven in black. He is in charge of everything in the desert, from the wind and cloud weather to the life and death comfort of traveling merchants.

Did we really meet today? "

Fang Zhe took a deep breath and looked forward.

The man in black gradually drifted closer.

Fang Zhe pulled out his waist knife, and Liao Wenqing who was beside him said softly: "General, if it is really the king in black, it is useless to resist."

Fang Zhe turned his head abruptly, looking directly at Liao Wenqing.

Liao Wenqing said: "It's better to wait and see what happens."

Fang Zhe hesitated.

The man in black has drifted closer and closer.

Fang Zhe suddenly raised the knife in his palm and shouted loudly: "Ready to fight!"

The troops quickly lined up in battle formation and spread out silently to the two wings, surrounding hundreds of carriages loaded with pay in the center.

Suddenly, the soldiers in front shouted: "General, they have water and food!"

Fang Zhe took a closer look, and sure enough, the man in black robe was holding a huge silver vessel, which looked like a jug, and the person behind him was holding a silver tray, which seemed to have fruits and food on it.

Fang Zhe was stunned, and glanced at Liao Wenqing beside him.

Liao Wenqing said softly: "It seems that they have no malicious intentions."

Fang Zhe didn't speak.

I saw the black-robed man's feet were off the ground, light and agile, as if flying over the sand dunes, and he was approaching in the blink of an eye.

The knife in Fang Zhe's hand moved, and Liao Wenqing beside him pressed his hand: "General, the king in black is not to be messed with.

You see, they ride the wind and don't touch the ground. They are not gods! "

Fang Zhe's hands trembled slightly.

Liao Wenqing said again: "General, once the gods are angered, we will really die without a place to die!"

Fang Zhe hesitated.

In an instant, the black-robed man was in front of the army.

The leader held the silver pot in his hand slightly, and the clear water in it fell on the dry sand with a 'swish' sound.

The army let out a burst of cheers.

Fang Zhe breathed a sigh of relief, and put the waist knife back into its sheath.

Liao Wenqing also heaved a sigh of relief.

……

Liao Wenqing let out a long sigh: "The poison hidden in the water is called 'Happy Smile', a strange poison developed by the Black Clothes Society for many years.

After taking it, people are extremely excited, screaming and singing, unable to control themselves, but as long as they stop, the poison will invade the muscles and kill people. "

Zeng Tai sighed: "I saw the situation in the desert at that time with my own eyes. Three thousand soldiers vomited blood and died in less than half an hour. The situation is really horrible!"

Wang Mang looked at Liao Wenqing coldly: "Have you ever regretted killing so many Zepao?"

Liao Wenqing covered his face with his hands, sobbing softly, tears streaming down his fingers.

Di Renjie suppressed his anger, and said in a cold voice: "For a vicious plan, for your own selfishness, and for your ulterior motives, thousands of lives were put at risk. I really don't know what to say."

Liao Wenqing cried out: "My lord, at that time, I watched the soldiers drink the poisonous water with my own eyes, and in my heart, in my heart..."

He burst into tears.

Di Renjie shook his head lightly: "One misstep will cause eternal hatred. At that time, your conscience found out and reminded Fang Zhe that the water was poisonous. However, before Fang Zhe could react, he was stabbed by the gangsters from the black club next to him, and you, Naturally, he became a traitor to the Black Clothes Society."

(End of this chapter)