Zhao Huai?
As the assassin descended, the guards and overseers of the relay station also drew their swords and advanced.
Weapons clashed, and swords flashed.
The sound of metal clashing could be heard everywhere.
The men in black did not gain the upper hand.
However, one of the men in black suddenly ran into the half-demolished warehouse. Jing Rong saw him and immediately chased after him.
Their swords clashed!
After a few rounds, the man in black seemed to be on the losing end. Jing Rong immediately kicked him in the chest.
The man's back slammed into the wall.
Jing Rong did not kill him immediately. "This Prince knew you would come."
Huh?
The man's eyes widened in surprise.
He did not speak.
Jing Rong looked at the wall and pointed his sword at the hidden compartment. "You … are here to destroy this compartment, right?"
He was certain!
The man still did not speak. He clutched his chest and coughed up blood.
Jing Rong pressed closer. "You stole the disaster relief funds, which is already an enemy of the imperial court. You even attempted to assassinate this Prince, which is an additional crime. Now, you want to destroy this compartment to cover up your crimes. Today, this Prince wants to see what you can do."
The sword in his hand was already pressed against the man's neck.
"Speak. Who are you people?"
"Only the dead deserve to know."
Huh!
That voice was very familiar.
Jing Rong's gaze followed the man's left hand. One of his sleeves was empty.
A severed arm!
He … is Zhao Huai?
"You are Zhao Huai?"
Jing Rong immediately tore off the man's mask.
The face under the mask was covered with a beard and rough facial features. It was clear that Feng Xing had accumulated years of dignity and vicissitudes.
Indeed, it was Zhao Huai!
Zhao Huai's mouth was full of blood. Even with a sword pressed against his neck, he showed no fear. Instead, he sneered at Jing Rong.
"If you want to kill me, then kill me!"
"Why are you here? What do you have to do with the disaster relief funds? "
"You know I'm not afraid of death, and you know that you can't get what you want from me."
"Don't think that just because I spared your life back at Gaoshan Gang, I won't kill you now." He flicked his sword upwards and slit Zhao Huai's neck.
Zhao Huai's bloodied mouth cracked into a hearty laugh. "You'd better kill me, or I'll definitely kill you one day."
Their eyes met!
There was no fear in that gaze, only hatred and killing intent.
Why?
Jing Rong tightened his grip. He really wanted to kill him, but he couldn't bring himself to do it.
Just then —
A figure appeared out of nowhere and swiftly kicked the sword away from Zhao Huai's neck. Carrying Zhao Huai, the figure ran out, leaped onto the roof, and disappeared.
When the black-clothed men outside saw this, they also fled.
The guards were about to give chase.
"Stop chasing."
Everyone stopped!
Jing Rong stood in the same spot for a long time. He looked at the corpses in the courtyard and didn't speak for a long time.
Official Lin rushed over and was shocked by the scene in the courtyard. He hurriedly went forward to ask Jing Rong, "Your Highness, are … are you alright?"
No answer!
"Who dared to assassinate Your Highness?" He trembled in fear.
This was practically taking his life!
First, there was the secret compartment in the wall, and now there was an assassination attempt. It seemed like he could no longer keep his official position!
Not only could he not keep his job, he might even lose his life.
His abdomen tightened at the thought.
At this moment, Lang Po returned.
He saw the traces of activity in the courtyard. "Your Highness, this …"
Interrupted!
"Did you find anything?"
Lang Po reported. "Yes."
"Speak!"
"That Master Xiao came from Shanhuai County to Yufu. No one knows what he used to do. Because he had no relatives, no funeral was held, and no one buried him. His body was sent directly to the memorial hall. This subordinate went to the memorial hall and asked around. The guard said that he had been buried, but when this subordinate went to dig up the grave, I found that it was empty. The person was killed by an explosion."
"Not dead?"
"According to the description of the person guarding the morgue, there is a scar on Master Xiao's arm."
"Hmm?"
"Coincidentally, the old man from the Si Family also had a scar on his arm. This subordinate saw it with his own eyes."
The Si Family!
It seemed like the matter of the disaster relief silvers was no small matter.
Jing Rong pondered and came to a conclusion. "In that case, the Si family had already made preparations before the disaster relief funds were distributed. They arranged for their own people to build this wall with a secret compartment and used the goods they transported to the relay station to secretly transport the annual relief funds through that secret compartment. Moreover, the person who disappeared into the Si family's residence also used the same mechanism to disappear in that room."
"This matter is definitely the work of the Si Family. Your Highness, why don't you send someone to arrest them?"
"This Prince has said before, to catch a thief, one must first find the goods!"
Without evidence, how could they arrest them?
Lang Po said, "But now, we have no idea where the silvers are hidden."
"It's in the Si Family's mechanism!" Jing Rong said, "As long as we find the way to open the mechanism, everything will be revealed."
"But how did this mechanism activate? There's nothing on the empty wall, not even a switch. "
That's right!
It couldn't have opened by itself for no reason.
Jing Rong returned to the room, followed by Lang Po.
He stood in front of the wall.
"Since they sent people here to destroy the wall, it's obvious that there must be a mechanism on the wall."
The next moment, Lang Po pressed and knocked around the secret compartment on the wall, but found nothing.
"What the hell is going on? The old man who designed this thing is a god, a hundred times better than the person who designed the mechanisms outside the Gaoshan Village. "
Ah!
But Jing Rong didn't think too much about it and asked, "Tell me again, what did you see outside the room that night?"
He thought about it carefully. "From the shadow, I only saw the old man blow out one of the candles, and then carry a candlestick into the room. The light didn't disappear in an instant, but gradually became weaker, as if … he had been walking into the room. But the room was very small, and no matter how much he walked, the light and the shadow couldn't have gone further."
"Light?"
Jing Rong pondered.
Jing Rong asked again, "Then what did the person who demolished the wall do?"
"He didn't do anything strange. He was just about to smash the wall with a sledgehammer, but before he could swing the hammer, the secret compartment opened by itself."
"Something's wrong!" Jing Rong frowned.
"Your Highness, what's wrong?"
Without another word, Jing Rong suddenly jumped onto the secret compartment and jumped into the room next door.
Lang Po hurriedly followed.
She watched as Jing Rong searched through the room.
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