Transmigration: I, the Dragon Overlord, start by protecting my beautiful bride!

"Reporting to Lord Dong," Lin Boguang hurriedly clasped his hands and said, "Last night, most of the brothers in the department were at the prefectural government searching for evidence, and the other half were transferred away by Lord Shen Congxin..."

"Shen Congxin," Dong Fuguang murmured the name, "What's he like as a person usually?"

"Hehe, this..." Lin Boguang smiled slightly and replied, "Lord Shen is of course good, but I don't know why he seems tired these days. Lord Shen is a regular customer of the manager of Ruyi Restaurant."

"My lord, it's not that I'm being mean," Wen Tao chimed in at the opportune moment, "but everyone in the neighborhood knows that Lord Shen is a gambler and womanizer. Why are you speaking up for him?"

Dong Fuguang listened to their conversation and interrupted impatiently, "Forget it, since Prefect Liu has already bitten his tongue and committed suicide, then he must have done so out of fear of punishment."

"Then, in Lord Dong's opinion, what should we do now?" asked Assistant Magistrate Li.

"Confiscate the money illegally obtained by the prefectural governor." Dong Fuguang said to him, "Make me a detailed account, and I will submit it to him later."

"Yes." Li Tongzhi bowed.

Donghu Guang didn't say anything more and turned to leave the Black Prison.

Meanwhile, in the Shi family courtyard, Long Aotian lay on his bed, covered in sweat, having had another nightmare.

This nightmare felt even more real than the last one.

He felt as if he had returned to that battlefield and witnessed the scene of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

His brothers were all dead around him, but he stood firm, holding the military flag, despite being seriously wounded.

This time, however, he slowly turned his head and suddenly saw a blurry figure drawing a bow and aiming an arrow at his heart...

The arrow flew out and struck his body...

Long Aotian. No, it's Shen Congxin!

He collapsed, filled with shock and disbelief...

"That's not how it is, that's not how it is..."

Why did you do this? Why did you do this to me?!

"We are brothers, not enemies..."

Long Aotian kept muttering to himself in bed, and finally shouted to wake up.

"you're awake?"

As a clear, melodious voice rang in his ears, Long Aotian finally snapped out of his dream.

He was panting heavily, sweat pouring down his body. If he hadn't just experienced such a nightmare, he would have thought he had run a marathon.

"Ugh..."

Long Aotian had just woken up and hadn't even had a chance to speak when a sharp pain shot through his back...

"Lord Shen, I advise you to lie down obediently, otherwise your wound will heal slowly." Shi Yiguang, the youngest sister of the Shi family, looked at Long Aotian and stood up to say.

Looking at the white cloth wrapped around his body, Long Aotian said softly to her, "Thank you, Miss Shi."

"No need to thank me, Lord Shen," Shi Yiguang replied calmly. "After all, you saved me last time."

"I've already stitched up your wound. Come back in two weeks to have the stitches removed," Shi Yiguang said, pushing open the door and leaving.

"Oh." Long Aotian nodded and lay back down.

But he had only been lying down for a short time when Dong Fuguang found him here.

"I never expected you to actually find their hiding place." Dong Fuguang sat next to Long Aotian and praised, "I really didn't know you had any skills. You seem different from what those ordinary people in the city said."

"Master Dong, this is all thanks to you." Long Aotian said tremblingly as he took out her waist token from his pocket and handed it to her. "If it weren't for your waist token, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to get anyone to help me at all."

The two sat on the edge of the bed and exchanged information.

"Prefect Liu is dead?" Long Aotian was very surprised.

"What's wrong? Is there something amiss?" Dong Fuguang asked.

"You've only just traced his involvement, and he's already committed suicide out of guilt. Isn't that a bit too much of a coincidence?" Long Aotian deliberately dragged out his words.

“Indeed, there are some.” Dong Fuguang nodded and said, “But who doesn’t know the name of Huayi Mansion? My master is the current prime minister, and he established Huayi Mansion by virtue of his divine judgment in solving cases!”

“Prefect Liu was probably afraid of offending me, and felt that he would definitely be investigated, so he committed suicide out of fear of punishment, which is quite reasonable,” Dong Fuguang replied confidently.

Long Aotian still had some doubts, but Dong Fuguang changed the subject, "Let's not talk about this anymore. Tell me about yourself. What's the background of the people in that village?"

“Perhaps they are all refugees who have suffered from floods,” Long Aotian replied.

"So, are they also part of the same gang of thieves we saw on the ship?"

"Hmm." Long Aotian nodded. "Most likely."

"Good!" Dong Fuguang slapped his thigh and said, "Now that we know where their hideout is, I'll go and arrange for the Zhenye Division to take action and wipe them all out!"

Upon hearing this, Long Aotian stopped him, "Lord Dong, this matter should not be rushed..."

"Why?"

"Yesterday we alerted them, so if you go again today, you'll definitely come up empty-handed."

At this point, Long Aotian hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped:

"Furthermore, I now suspect that someone within the Night Watch Division is plotting something sinister..."

Just as the two of them were talking, there was a sudden, urgent knocking on the door.

"Lord Shen, Lord Shen!"

"What are you doing? This isn't a place you can just barge into!"

outside the door,

The town's night watchman, responsible for guarding the Shi family's residence, stopped the disheveled Xi'er.

Long Aotian forced himself to walk out of the room, and he was very surprised when he saw Xi'er.

"Xi'er, what are you doing here?"

"Lord Shen, my grandfather..."

On the dock south of the city, a group of elderly corpses lay on the wooden planks on the shore.

Long Aotian had never wished that all of this was a dream.

But when he pushed through the crowd and saw that face that was both familiar and unfamiliar.

He stumbled and almost fell on the steps...

"How could this be...?"

"Who was the first to discover the body?" Dong Fuguang stepped forward, his eyes seemingly spitting fire.

This old man not only saved Long Aotian's life, but also Dong Fuguang's!

Now he has died here, and the murderer not only failed to destroy the evidence, but even brazenly left his body exposed on the dock. This is a provocation against them!

"Grandpa, grandpa!"

Xi'er cried very sadly, and she ran over to hug the old man's body.

The desperate, wailing cries tugged at Long Aotian's nerves.

He had considered backing out yesterday, since he had already made the acquaintance of Dong Fuguang, a high-ranking official from Jingcheng.

He still had some silver on him, and as long as Dong Fuguang still remembered their life-or-death bond, he could leave this place with his wife and live elsewhere with just a word from him…