Uncle Detective Di Renjie, I build a crime-solving team

The head and left arm of the general temple in Xilin had to be buried naturally. It was obviously impossible to pull them back to Enjizhuang. After Li Cunxi sent the yamen runners to bury them on the spot, he led everyone to Enjizhuang.

Xiao Qingfang became angrier the more he thought about it, so he rushed to Luoyang with five internal guards and mobilized people to capture Wang Zhiyuan.

At noon, Li Cunxi, Hu Jinghui, Li Yuanfang and others finally arrived at Enji Village. What they saw was corpses all over the ground at the entrance of the village.

The bodies were missing their heads and left arms. Judging from the direction they fell, they were all killed while fleeing and then dragged to an area where their heads and left arms were collectively chopped off.

This kind of scene still seemed to cause visual impact, but Li Cunxi seemed to be immune to it and continued to ride forward.

"This, this..." Zeng Tai looked bitter as he walked.

"It's okay, we will find out all the truth." Li Cunxi comforted, "No one of these beasts will survive, no one involved."

"Cunxi, the day the case is solved, my career will be over. It's a pity that I have worked hard for many years, but in the end, I still end up like this."

"Nothing, at worst you can just follow me, there will always be another case, and you can be promoted then."

Everyone was speechless as they finally entered Enji Village. There was a corpse every few meters on both sides of the road. Like the corpses outside, each corpse was missing its head and left arm.

The heartless executioners brutally killed kind and innocent people. Just like they cut off the heads and left arms of the inner guards, they also cut off their heads and left arms. The purpose was to mislead Li Cunxi and others into believing that this was another evil spirit causing trouble.

Or maybe there are other intentions.

The corpses all over the ground could no longer affect Li Cunxi's mind. He rode his horse forward bit by bit. He no longer believed that he could find any clues in such a bloodbathed farm, so he did not dismount to look.

He is not Di Renjie, who can find clues by just walking into a room. That is in the drama, not in reality.

"All the clues we have along the way have been cut off. The enemy is vicious and meticulous, and they have left us no clues at all."

Li Cunxi half raised his head, feeling filled with emotion.

The enemies in the Bleeding Eagle Case in the original novel were all soft-hearted people who always left clues for Di Renjie, such as Gao Rujin and the headless knight Hasnul who lived in the Xilin General Temple.

But when it comes to him, it's all shit.

Li Cunxi has never seen Hasnul until now. The only time he saw Gao Rujin was when Gao Rujin was dead.

There was no clue about the disappeared He Yun, the hidden anti-Wu forces, and Hesi Nur whose whereabouts were unknown except Wang Zhiyuan and Princess Taiping. Xuguzi could not serve as a tainted witness to prove that the Bleeding Eagle case was committed by Princess Taiping.

It just so happened that Wang Zhiyuan was the person Wu Zetian trusted the most at the moment, and Princess Taiping was Wu Zetian's daughter and the person who was most like Wu Zetian. Wu Zetian also intended to let Princess Taiping become the emperor.

Even if Xiao Qingfang who went to Zixia Temple captured Wang Zhiyuan alive, it would not matter. As long as Wang Zhiyuan refused to admit it, Li Cunxi would not be able to convince Wu Zetian that there was something wrong with Wang Zhiyuan even if he tried his best to persuade her...

hiss……

"It seems that we can only play dirty."

"What's dirty?" Wu Yanhao asked in confusion, "Are you going to investigate a case involving ghosts again?"

"I'll tell you later. We'll return to Beijing immediately." Li Cunxi licked his cracked lips and said, "Brother Zeng Tai, you go back to Yongchang County. The case will soon be solved."

"It's all up to you, Cunxi." Zeng Tai sighed.

……

Luoyang.

Zixia Temple.

Xiao Qingfang, the chief of the Inner Guard Bureau, appeared outside Zixia Temple with Huang Shengyan and Fenghuang.

Xiao Qingfang waved his hand and said grimly, "Catch all of them together. Don't let anyone escape."

Huang Shengyan cupped his hands and said, “Yes!”

Hundreds of internal guards, led by Huang Shengyan, filed into Zixia Temple and arrested anyone they saw.

A few Taoist children were still playing, and when they saw someone rushing in, they immediately stood up to stop him and said:

"Who are you? How dare you rush into Zixia Temple and commit murder? This is the residence of the Imperial Master. Anyone who dares to break in will be punished!"

Huang Shengyan was too lazy to talk nonsense, he raised his foot and kicked the leading Taoist boy.

The Taoist boy flew backwards and hit the wall, with a dent on the back of his head. He slid down slowly, with a dent on his chest, and blood kept coming out of his mouth.

When I looked at the Taoist boy again, he had already died.

"If anyone tries to stop us again, unless it's Wang Zhiyuan, we will kill them all!"

Huang Shengyan roared, and a group of inner guards drew their swords and slashed at the Taoist children who were trying to stop them.

In less than an incense stick of time, there were only a dozen Taoist children left alive. The national teacher Wang Zhiyuan, still in shock, was carried by Huang Shengyan to the outside of Zixia Temple.

The dignified Imperial Master of the Great Zhou was forced to his knees on the ground by Huang Shengyan. Yesterday he was lavishly rewarded by Wu Zetian in the Golden Palace, but today he was kneeling and trembling in front of the Grand Master of the Inner Guard Palace.

Xiao Qingfang looked down at Wang Zhiyuan with a grim expression.

"Master Imperial Master, this general has something to ask you, and I hope you can answer it seriously."

When Wang Zhiyuan was addressed like this by Xiao Qingfang, he suddenly remembered that he was the imperial teacher of the Great Zhou, and he became immediately furious.

He struggled desperately, looking up at Xiao Qingfang who was high above him, and roared:

"I am the Imperial Master appointed by His Majesty. You, Xiao Qingfang, am just the Grand Master of the Inner Guards. You have no right to treat me like this!"

"Xiao Qingfang from the Inner Guard House, you bastard! This national teacher wants to confront you in the Golden Throne Hall!"

Xiao Qingfang sneered, reached out her hand, pinched Wang Zhiyuan's chin and lifted it up.

"You are not qualified to confront this general? Wang Zhiyuan, don't say that I am only bringing you out here to ask you questions. Even if I kill you, what can you do to me?"

"Look back at your Taoist boy from Zixia Temple. What if you kill him? What can you do to me? Let me put it nicely. You are just a fool who climbed up by flattering others. Do you have what it takes?"

"You still want to confront me in the Golden Palace? You will never have this opportunity, Master Imperial Master, remember, I am the Grand Master of the Inner Guards."

Xiao Qingfang withdrew her hand and wiped it with disgust.

"Drag him away and kill him. I won't ask any more questions."

After receiving the order, Huang Shengyan stretched out his big hand like a palm-leaf fan, grabbed the back of Wang Zhiyuan's neck, and dragged him into Zixia Temple.

The shadow in Zixia Temple raised the ring-handled sword in his hand and chopped off the head of a Taoist boy. The other inner guards followed suit and killed the Taoist boys one after another.

Wang Zhiyuan, who was being dragged, immediately panicked and shouted, "My master wants to see your majesty, my master wants to see your majesty!"

Xiao Qingfang still looked dead: "You have no chance."

"You haven't asked the question yet, you haven't asked the question yet."

"You won't confess even if I ask you, so I won't ask you."

"Ask, just ask!"

"I don't ask."

"Please ask!"

"I don't ask."

"I beg you!"