The beginning of the escape: the villain, the husband, is a yandere

The head catcher's anxious shouts were accompanied by a guilty conscience.

If he didn't notice something, he would rush back to report it so that the adults could be prepared.

Zhu Desheng: "..." I just felt a bang in my head.

He felt that he was unlucky, very, very unlucky!

After hurriedly putting on clothes and coming out, he saw the catcher kneeling outside the door with a nervous look on his face.

"Don't sue me. All my belongings in Zhuangzi have been stolen!" He growled in a low voice, still guarding against the blushing inside.

The catcher wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Sir, did you already know this?"

As expected, he is an adult, and nothing can be hidden from an adult.

Zhu Desheng kicked out: "I asked you to look at something and you can't even watch it? What a waste! What a waste!"

Finished!

Even those things are gone, what will he do?

"Sir, I accidentally fell asleep for a while..."

Zhu Desheng smelled a strong smell of alcohol.

Is it useful to blame him now?

"Hurry up and arrest them!" he growled lowly.

The head catcher crawled forward: "Sir, where can I catch him?"

Zhu Desheng: "...Ask me? If you can't catch anyone, don't come back!"

The head catcher: "..." He looked aggrieved!

After the arrester left, Zhu Desheng put on his clothes and went to the front.

Seeing the tired look on his face, the master ordered someone to bring tea.

After the magistrate drank tea, he offered advice: "Sir, while the news is still sealed, the wealthy businessmen in the city don't know what happened, so we should make a fortune to leave a way out!

When the money is collected, taxes will be increased on the people, and you will be able to make up for the shortfall! "

He can also take advantage of the opportunity to make a fortune.

When he gets it, he will run away!

This city definitely cannot be defended.

Zhu Desheng put down his teacup: "You're right!"

Before anyone can react, quickly ask them to donate some money.

Otherwise, if the merchants smell something wrong, it will be difficult to get them to take out their money.

……

At noon, Ling Xin came out of the space.

At this time, she looked like a village woman wearing coarse clothes.

The kind that the officials passing by didn't even bother to look at her.

She found a restaurant and ordered four dishes and a bowl of noodles.

Two well-dressed men at the next table were complaining.

"The prefect wants to levy taxes again. He doesn't intend to give us a way to survive!"

"We, the businessmen in Fucheng, have only been paid to that dog official these years..."

"Shh! Are you dying?"

He lowered his voice: "Am I angry? Zhu Desheng has squeezed us all these years. We have worked hard every year, but in the end we have honored him!"

"Me too, you said business is not profitable, right? It is really profitable, but how many of them ended up in our hands? All of them ended up in the hands of those officials!"

"Really? Then do you know why we are asked to hand over the silver this time?"

"how could I know?"

"I know, I know!" Ling Xin quickly tilted her body and whispered, "I heard that the Lord Magistrate's warehouse was robbed, and there is nothing left.

It happened that people from Dali Temple in Kyoto City came to investigate his corruption. I guess he wanted to suck you dry before the people in Fucheng knew the news! "

At first, they were a little disgusted, but a woman suddenly interrupted.

But after hearing this, it didn’t matter whether she was a man or a woman: “You mean, the prefect is under investigation from above?”

In other words, once there is evidence, Zhu Desheng is likely to be sentenced for corruption?

If they took the money, wouldn't it mean that they wouldn't end up with it in the end, and might even be implicated?

"More than just investigating, he also blatantly arrested the adults handling the case in Dali Temple. The death penalty is inevitable!"

"..." Even the people at the next few tables put their ears over, including the shopkeeper.

Their restaurant also asked for more taxes, and he was worried.

"You can't pay this money!" someone whispered.

You must not do the business of meat buns beating dogs with no return.

"You said that Zhu Desheng's warehouse was stolen, but is it true?" Now the prefect and the others were unwilling to call out.

They still have to worry about it while the warehouse is still there.

"The thief was so complete that he didn't even leave a bed, and there was nothing left in his house!" Ling Xin looked like an eighth-rate mother-in-law.

Want to make a comeback by scraping the wool?dream!

"The city has been closed for the past two days, and it seems we are trying to catch some thief."

After saying this, everyone believed that Zhu Desheng was going to die.

The news spread in Fucheng instantly.

Zhu Desheng got the news the next day, and the merchants were reluctant to hand over their money for various reasons.

He was so angry that his head hurt. After drinking two bottles of wine, he collapsed and suffered a stroke!

Ling Xin: Cut it!With this mentality, you still want to rebel?

When she got the news and went to the government office, Zhu Desheng was the only one lying on the broken bed in the bedroom in the backyard, looking miserable.

There was so much love and love, but I don't know where it went.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Zhu Desheng's eyes turned and he saw an unfamiliar face.

As if he thought of who it was, his pupils dilated and he wanted to scream, but he only made a babbling sound.

"It's useless to scream, there's no one in the backyard!" Ling Xin's voice was dull.

She raised her lips and smiled: "I forgot to tell you, I am the Ling Xin you want to catch!"

Zhu Desheng's eyes widened with anger, and he tried to use force with his hands, but he couldn't move at all.

At this time, the sound of hurried footsteps came.

Ling Xin ducked behind the gauze curtain at the head of the bed.

"Sir..." The master called out from outside. When no one answered, he opened the door and came in.

"Sir, we are done with your illness. Let me take a last look at you!" His words were pleasant, but the mocking look on his face was not contained at all.

Zhu Desheng's eyes moved wildly, and he made a babbling sound to remind him that Ling Xin was hiding beside the bed.

It's a pity that the master can't understand it at all.

Besides, his attention was on the dresser inside the house.

There should be some jewelry there, which Zhu Desheng had ordered to give to Piao Hong after it was stolen.

But when he ignored Zhu Desheng's angry eyes and opened the dressing cabinet, there was nothing inside.

"Old man, it seems that you are that vixen who doesn't keep his duty. Seeing that you have no profit, he packed up and ran away, hahaha!" The master just felt comfortable.

He even went up and slapped Zhu Desheng.

How much anger has he suffered under him these years?

After the fight, he hurried out.

Ling Xin, who was hiding behind the gauze curtain, thought of something and chased the master out, running over like a gust of wind.

Master: "..."

I felt a lightness in my hand.

"My banknotes... Catch the thief and return my banknotes..." The baggage contains all the banknotes he has accumulated over the years!

Ling Xin ran out like a gust of wind. When no one was around, she threw the package into the space and went straight to Yihongyuan.

She had a bad feeling.