The Widowed Mother, a Valiant General

So a pro guard looked through the window and saw that the quilt was bulging. Obviously, the people inside were still sleeping, so he didn't bother.

But when it was dark, Zhang Jun still had no movement.

Pro Wei had no choice but to shout Shizi out of the window. It was time to go back after dark.

As a result, there was no sound in the room.

The pro guard found something wrong, so he hurried in. Then he noticed that the raised quilt didn't move at all for a long time. It was still the original posture.

Daring to lift the quilt, there were only a few pillows and cushions inside, which looked like people.

They searched all the houses nearby and found no trace of Zhang Jun.

I hurried to find Lu Qing.

Lu Qing looked at the house, and her eyes were cold. She had asked about the arrangement of these guards. There was no dead corner at all. How was Zhang Jun transported out?

"Yun Luo, do you remember the taste of Zhang Jun?"

Lu Qing asked with some entanglement.

"I haven't been close to him. I don't remember."

Yunluo answered honestly. In fact, he always instinctively kept away from the boy. It's about that the same kind repels each other.

"Forget it, go and have a look first."

Lu Qing took people to the room where Zhang Jun rested, looked around again, and found no suspicious trace.

"Will your son sleep in afternoon?" Lu Qing asked Pro Wei who found Zhang Jun missing.

"No, the son of God is always in good spirits and never sleeps in the afternoon."

"Did you encounter any strange things today? Such as lunch or something you met?"

"This..." Pro Wei scratched his head. Their meals were brought from Xifeng garden. It's absolutely no problem. He had to taste them before the prince ate. Moreover, the prince watched the craftsman work and didn't touch anything

No, I touched something.

"Lord Lu, I guarantee that there is no problem with the son's food. However, after reading the school drawings in the afternoon, he said he was sleepy, so we brought him here to rest. This place was arranged by Sheriff Guo."

"Drawing?"

Lu Qing looks at Guo Daliang with a earthy face.

Guo Daliang quickly wiped the cold sweat on his forehead. Zhang Jun's disappearance was like a sharp blade hanging on his head. This night, he was sweating wet on his back and almost fainted.

"The drawings are here. Please have a look, Lord Lu."

Guo Daliang gingerly took out a stack of drawings in a box behind him. It seemed that he was afraid that the sweat on his hand would get on the drawings. He wiped a handful on his robe before taking it out.

Lu Qing didn't pick it up directly, but let Yunluo have a look first.

"See if there's anything fishy on this drawing."

"Which one did you see?" Yunluo asked the guard.

The pro guard did stand beside Zhang Jun and looked at it. Although he couldn't understand it, he still had a little impression.

Soon, the guard found the one he saw in the middle.

"Young master Yun, this is it."

The cloud fell and rubbed it with his fingers for a while. Then he put the drawing close to his nose and smelled it for a while.

"Sure enough, there is something wrong with the drawing. Although the taste is almost gone, some of the potion remains."

With that, Yunluo pointed to Lu Qing. At the black trace of this drawing, there was a faint trace soaked in water, but it had been dried up long ago. It was estimated that the medicine on it was almost volatilized.

The materials used for drawing drawings are actually some charcoal pens made by Lu Qing. There is no water at all. This trace is somewhat obvious.

"It seems that the people who do this are not so careful. I'm afraid there's still a problem with the house. Let's look for it again."

Yunluo put the drawing back and walked to the house with Lu Qing.

Walking, Lu Qing suddenly remembered something.

Since there was no mechanism in the house and the people disappeared out of thin air, she couldn't help thinking of what Li Zhi had done to her.

Li Zhineng avoided Huo Jing and Lei Yin's pursuit so quickly because he hung her on the roof with a cobweb.

Lu Qinggang planned to tell everyone about his guess so that he could pay attention to the search. He saw that Yu Mingchuan and Fang Jiming came together.

"Madam, the city gate has been closed. Now the whole city is searching."

Lu Qing nodded and just told Yu Mingchuan what she thought.

Therefore, the scope of people's search was extended to the beams and nearby houses, no matter how impossible they were.

Finally, Lei Yin found traces on the roof.

On the roof of the room where Zhang Jun temporarily rested, there was a tile that had been passive and placed very neatly, but there was a crooked tile and a new trace. It is estimated that it was encountered before leaving.

In this way, Zhang Jun was taken away from the roof.

There was no trace on the beam.

So, where did the thief go when he got off the roof?

The yard was full of people, and Zhang Jun's guards surrounded it.

Yumingchuan stared at a large branch not far from the roof.

Now the leaves are just thick enough to cover people's body.

Soon, Lei Yin went up the tree from the roof, and then walked tree by tree. Finally, he came outside the house.

It's an alley. Someone will pass by occasionally.

Here, the basic online cable was broken. No one knows where Zhang Jun was robbed. Now we can only look around the city to see if there are any clues.

Lu Qing, a few people, still lit a torch and looked for it near the house.

It's too dark to see many details, which is a headache.

I found it in the middle of the night and got nothing. Lu Qing was too anxious to do it. Yu Mingchuan's face couldn't look good.

However, the person sought is not in a hurry now.

Zhang Jun is now lying in a bed, looking at the beauty in front of him undressing and undressing.

It's just that the beauty's solution is not so sharp.

The taste here is not very good. Even the beauty in front of him with a bit of plumpness and girl specific shyness also distracted Zhang Jun.

He likes to see beautiful girls. Yes, but he knows very well that he won't do such a thing before he is 15, otherwise he will only hurt his body.

Now he has been kidnapped for some reason. He even sent such a beauty. He can only see it at most.

But now there was a fire in his body, which made him uncontrollable.

"I... I did this with him. Did you really send me out?"

The beauty spoke, but not to Zhang Jun, but to a man outside the door.

"Of course, Yu Mingchuan doesn't want you. He's stupid. You're a princess. Your value is far from being a prisoner of Sima's family. Even if I send you to the Jin room of the Southern Dynasty, it's better to get a batch of rewards than to wait for death here."