The entire Red Leaf Villa was filled with the thick stench of blood. Just as Xia Pingan had said, apart from the children and a few who were deliberately left alive, everyone else in the villa had been turned into corpses and pieces in the shortest time possible.
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When Granny You walked out of a room in the villa's basement with a gloomy face, thousands of messy black threads fluttered behind her like a peacock spreading its tail, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws. In the rooms and passageways behind her, dozens of people in white coats had been cut into pieces, and not even a complete finger could be found …
Thick blood flowed behind Granny You, following her footsteps.
Granny You glanced at the rows of iron cages in the underground prison, and her eyelids twitched a few times. It was not that Granny You had never seen a cruel and bloody scene. She had seen the dark sacrificial sites of the Blood Demon Church more than once, but none of those scenes were as heart-wrenching as the one before her eyes.
There were too many children in the iron cages. Some were wailing loudly in fear, while others were already somewhat dazed, having been abused to the point of mental abnormalities. All of the children's eyes were filled with horror and terror, and there were two dark circles around each child's eyes.
Many of the children looked like they had been abused to the point that they were neither human nor ghost.
In the few rooms that she had seen earlier, there were a few new children who were hung upside down. Their bodies were pierced with black needles, and their faces were contorted in pain as their blood was drawn.
In one of the villas earlier, Granny You had seen an old man without pants and a seven or eight-year-old boy tied to a bed, shivering.
Then, that old man was dismembered into thousands of pieces by Granny You's threads.
It was difficult to find a complete corpse in the entire Red Leaf Villa, and it was difficult not to smell blood.
Looking at the dungeon full of iron cages in front of her, Granny You squeezed out a tear from the corner of her eye and cursed fiercely, "These damned people are really sinful …"
Then, Granny You felt a powerful aura approaching.
Granny You still wanted to kill a few more people. Her murderous intent could not be quelled tonight …
Granny You rushed to the end of the corridor and caught up with a few people in white who were fleeing in panic.
The wildly dancing threads sliced through the air, and the bodies of the fleeing men in white were instantly split into countless pieces like falling building blocks …
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Lin Yi and the Judgement Army had arrived.
The officer of the Garrison Legion at the foot of the mountain also came with a group of people. The signal of the Judgement Army was so obvious and they were so close to the Garrison Legion's camp that the Garrison Legion at the foot of the mountain couldn't ignore them.
The originally quiet and secluded Red Leaves Villa suddenly became lively with the arrival of so many people.
After that, the iron cages that contained the children in the dungeon were moved out by the summoned Farmer and slave soldiers. They were placed in the square of Red Leaf Villa, densely packed together.
Master Mao Mao waved his fishing rod and hoisted up all the crocodiles in the pond in the cave. He cut open their stomachs, and the stench was incomparable. Inside the stomachs of the crocodiles were piles of bones of children that had been digested or not. The scene was ghastly.
Looking at the rows of iron cages, the children, and the bones, the soldiers of the Judgement Army, who had rushed over, fell silent. The soldiers of the Garrison Legion were also silent …
It wasn't that everyone had never seen death or blood, but they had never seen such a scene.
The noisy and bloody Red Leaves Villa suddenly became silent. Only the cries of the children in the iron cages echoed in the darkness and blood.
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Lin Yi's expression changed. He waved his hand, and countless fluorescent lamps were summoned and floated around Red Leaves Villa. The entire Red Leaves Villa was as bright as day, and the peak of Mount Feng Tai was snow-white.
All the ugliness had nowhere to hide.
Those stewards and Steward Lin who had been caught alive were tied up in a pile. They were so scared that they were paralyzed, and their feces and urine were flowing out.
"Sir …" Xia Pingan walked in front of Lin Yi calmly and handed the two lists to Lin Yi, "This is what I found in a secret room here!"
"What's this?" Lin Yi asked.
"One of the lists is a list of the rich and powerful officials of the Shang Dynasty who came here to eat and enjoy the 'Immortal Blood Essence' provided here. There are a total of 1453 people. The other list is a list of the number of children who were caught and killed here over the years, as well as the accounts of the money and currency provided here by those rich and powerful officials. Including the children who are still alive, there are a total of 26877 victims …" Xia Pingan's voice was very loud, so loud that it reached the peak of Feng Tai Mountain. Everyone present could hear it.
Hearing Xia Pingan's words, everyone present was in a bit of an uproar.
The two numbers that Xia Pingan said were too shocking. On one hand, there were 1453 high-ranking officials and tycoons in Shangjing City. On the other hand, there were 26877 children's corpses and blood debts …
This was recorded in black and white, so it was impossible to fake it.
Xia Pingan's words continued to resound on the peak of the mountain.
Imperial Prince Jing, so it was Imperial Prince Jing?
The surrounding crowd was in an uproar, but the uproar and commotion quickly calmed down because everyone knew the weight of the two words' Imperial Prince Jing '.
"All the financial transactions recorded here were finally transferred to the trading company controlled by Imperial Prince Jing's housekeeper and Princess Consort Jing's eldest brother. Steward Lin here was also sent by Imperial Prince Jing, and he directly takes orders from Imperial Prince Jing …" Xia Pingan reported loudly to Lin Yi as if he did not notice the strange atmosphere around and the meaning of the name 'Imperial Prince Jing'.
When Xia Pingan loudly said that the name list involved the 1453 rich and powerful officials of the Shang Kingdom, Lin Yi looked at Xia Pingan with an incomparably sharp gaze, with a strong pressure, shooting over like an arrow.
This was because Lin Yi had already perceived Xia Pingan's intention. He did not expect that Xia Pingan would be so bold as to reveal everything in public without any concern for the consequences.
When Xia Pingan loudly said 'Imperial Prince Jing', Lin Yi's gaze trembled slightly, and he was instantly shocked. However, Xia Pingan's gaze was still calm and firm. His voice was loud and clear, without any hesitation, as if he was talking about a cat or a dog or an ordinary name.
Granny You, Master Maomao, the scholar, and many people from the Iron Hand Camp looked at Xia Pingan. Their gazes were somewhat strange, but some were immediately filled with admiration.
Everyone knew the consequences of revealing Imperial Prince Jing here. This time, if Imperial Prince Jing did not die, then the one who would die would be Xia Pingan.
Who was Imperial Prince Jing? How could a small envoy inspector compare to him …?
The face of the Garrison Army officer who led the team here turned green. He wished he could slap himself a few times. Why did he come here for no reason? At this time, he could neither leave nor stay …
Xia Pingan calmly looked at Lin Yi. Lin Yi's gaze gradually calmed down from the initial sharpness. In the end, he moved away from Xia Pingan's face.
"Did you find anything else?" Lin Yi's voice was calm.
"Mm, there's one more thing!" As Xia Pingan spoke, he waved his hand and had several slave soldiers move a few tables in front of him. He directly took out a jade awl and wrote the word "scar" in the air, which flashed with golden light. The word "scar" landed on one of the tables. In an instant, it landed on the table, and the table glowed brilliantly.
Amidst the brilliance, three figures appeared around the table. They sat around the table, drinking something blood-red and chatting. This scene was what Xia Pingan had seen through Child of Fortune that day.
Everyone in Red Leaves Villa watched everything recorded on that table as if they were watching a movie.
"… Lord Ling, I'll have to trouble you with the special budget this time. His Highness Imperial Prince Jing has already promised the Black Cloud Fleet and the Eleventh Corps. You won't make things difficult for His Highness Imperial Prince Jing, will you?"
"This … is a little difficult … What if Lord Wu doesn't agree? If Lord Wu makes a fuss, won't it be hard to explain to the crown prince?" "Don't worry, Lord Ling, Imperial Prince Jing is already back. He'll personally take care of Lord Wu. Lord Ling only needs to agree. As long as Lord Ling signs, Lord Wu won't ask any questions, and this matter will become a fait accompli. His Majesty won't interfere, and the crown prince won't have anything to say! Lord Ling, don't forget which side you're on … "
"Then … alright! This … Steward Lin, I've been feeling a little weak lately, and I'm a little old … "
"If this matter is settled, Lord Ling's supply of ageless blood essence will be doubled next year …"
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"Lord Song, I'll have to trouble you with the police. The Great Shang nation's police force is too tight, so our supply of ageless blood essence isn't as smooth. Recently, several of our subordinates have been arrested by the police from all over the country. It's a little troublesome …"
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"Steward Lin, you can instruct your subordinates that if they're caught by the police in the future, they're to pretend that they're mental patients with mental problems. I'll give the police an order: if they encounter mental patients committing crimes, such as robbing and kidnapping children, they should release them as soon as possible. They have to be tolerant of mental patients and not pursue the matter. In any case, the children are fine. The most important thing is to send them to the hospital as soon as possible or have their family members come and claim them. I'll make trouble for the police everywhere if they want to imprison mental patients …"
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It wasn't until the light and sound on the table disappeared that everyone came back to their senses from that filthy and shocking transaction, and there was a commotion in the crowd again.
"Reconstruct the Divine Text …"
"Reconstruct the Divine Text …"
"Xia Pingan actually mastered the Divine Text of Time …" some people cried out in surprise.
"That's the secret skill of the Divine Constable Lian Wenjie. I originally thought that after Lian Wenjie, no one else in the world would be able to master the Reconstruct the Divine Text. I never thought that someone would be able to do so …"
If there were still some people who had doubts before, now that they saw the latest evidence, everyone was completely convinced that this was the sound and image displayed by the Reconstruct the Divine Text. It couldn't be fake.
Xia Pingan didn't know what the Reconstruct the Divine Text was, nor did he know who the Divine Constable Lian Wenjie was. However, it seemed that the people around him were surprised by the Divine Text of the word 'scar'. Outsiders didn't know that it was the word 'scar', so it wasn't wrong to call it the Reconstruct the Divine Text.
Lin Yi looked at Xia Pingan and sighed in his heart. This guy Xia Pingan was going to nail the nail in King Jing's coffin.
As the commander of the Judgement Army, it would be an insult to Lin Yi's intelligence if he still didn't understand that he had been tricked by Xia Pingan and used as a knife by Xia Pingan. However, even if he knew in his heart, he couldn't say it out loud. This was because this operation was aimed at the Dream Demon and the Blood Demon Church, not King Jing. There was a fundamental difference. He had to firmly stick to this point. If he didn't, he would be involved in the upcoming storm …
"Did you find any traces of the Dream Demon and the Blood Demon Church?" Lin Yi stared at Xia Pingan and asked loudly.
"There is an underground secret passage here. When we arrived, the Dream Demon had already escaped through the underground secret passage. I just chased into the secret passage and found the Devil's Eye of the Blood Demon Church's sacrifice. The Blood Demon Church should also be a participant behind the Red Leaf Villa. Only the people of the Blood Demon Church would do such a heartless thing …"
The secret passage here was real, and the Dream Demon was fake. The Devil's Eye that was piled up with bones in the secret passage was found after Xia Pingan killed the two pieces of trash just now. It had already been burned to ashes. It didn't matter whether it was real or fake. What was important was that only by doing this could he give an explanation to the Judgement Army and Lin Yi. At the same time, he could also put a bucket of shit on King Jing's head that he would never be able to turn over.
This was Xia Pingan pushing the boat with the current to frame King Jing. The person who was framed couldn't refute it, and Xia Pingan didn't have any psychological burden.
As the Emperor, if Beitang Zhao didn't kill King Jing, didn't kill those ministers and rich people involved in this case, and still wanted to protect his son, then Beitang Zhao would lose the hearts of the entire Great Shang Kingdom. Beitang Zhao and the Great Shang Kingdom would also become the object of ridicule and contempt.
For tonight's operation on Fengtai Mountain, the final army needed was actually the Emperor of the Great Shang Kingdom, Beitang Zhao — Beitang Wangchuan and Caocao's father, who was also King Jing's father.
Beitang Zhao, the supreme man in the Great Shang Kingdom, was the knife that Xia Pingan needed to borrow in the end.
However, by doing this, he had offended so many people and even forced the Emperor to kill his son. He couldn't stay in the Great Shang Kingdom anymore.
Lin Yi glanced at Xia Pingan and took a deep breath. Then, he looked at the officer of the Judgement Army who rushed up with his men, "Lord Hu, there are too many children here. Our Judgement Army's manpower is limited. Would Lord Hu please let the soldiers in the army camp at the foot of Fengtai Mountain come out and send these children to the hospital in Shangjing for treatment and diagnosis? What does Lord Hu think?"
Lord Hu's smile was uglier than crying. At this time, if he dared to say that he wouldn't send the children, then wouldn't he be standing with King Jing and opposing His Highness the Crown Prince? If he sent the children, then tonight's matter, the Garrison Army and him would be involved. This would be standing on the Crown Prince's side, and at the same time, offending King Jing. If King Jing was fine, then he would be in trouble …
"What's wrong? Is Lord Hu in a difficult position?" Lin Yi asked softly. Without saying anything, he pulled Lord Hu into the pit.
Tonight's matter at Fengtai Mountain was too big. It wasn't good for the Judgement Army to take the lead. It would be better if the Garrison Army was involved, Lin Yi thought to himself.
Lord Hu glanced at the children locked in the iron cages. Even though he had a heart of stone, his heart trembled. Thinking of the two boys at home, he finally made up his mind and rolled up his sleeves, "Damn it, send a signal and ask the brothers below to come up and send these children to the hospital. Take good care of them in the hospital …"
When the Garrison Army arrived and rescued the children from the cages one by one, the entire Red Leaf Villa was sealed off by the Judgement Army.
There were still many things and evidence in the villa, all of which were crucial. They had to be sealed off and people were sent to watch over them.
Once the outsiders left, Lin Yi's face became stern. He directly relieved Xia Pingan of his command. The four Shadow Guards and the Iron Hand Battalion returned to their respective positions.
"Inspector Xia is young and promising. In the blink of an eye, you can stir up a storm in Shangjing City. Take care of yourself in the future!" After glancing at Xia Pingan, Lin Yi took some evidence and left. He hurriedly headed for the Imperial City. Before he left, he told Xia Pingan this.
This old man had probably linked tonight's matter with the Crown Prince. He believed that the Crown Prince, Beitang Wangchuan, was behind his back.
Yes, after tonight's matter, even if Prince Jing didn't die, it would be impossible for him to compete with Beitang Wangchuan for the throne.
Beitang Wangchuan didn't participate in tonight's matter, but he was indeed the biggest winner tonight.
Xia Pingan's expression didn't change. He didn't explain.
When Granny You, Master Mao Mao, the scholar, and the others left, they all looked deeply at Xia Pingan. No one said anything. They also felt that something was wrong, but they didn't say anything. Anyway, tonight's matter was caused by the Judgement Army's Shadow Guards chasing after the Blood Demon Church and the Nightmare Demon. As for the rest, they just took care of it …
This was the tone set by Sir Lin Yi.
Besides, those trash deserved to die.
"Boy, you have guts …" The Demon Blade didn't appear, but Xia Pingan felt that the Demon Blade whispered in his ear and then left.
In the end, Xia Pingan left Red Leaves Villa alone.
Under the starlight, Xia Pingan walked down the mountain. Watching the soldiers of the garrison corps at the foot of the mountain sending those kids to Shangjing City in batches, Xia Pingan felt indescribably relaxed as if he had been relieved of a heavy burden.
Children, this is all I can do!
Child of Fortune sat on Xia Pingan's shoulder, swinging his white and chubby legs. He seemed very happy.
Xia Pingan looked at the brightly lit Shangjing in the distance and then looked at the time. He muttered something that no one could understand, "The 'Shangjing Daily' should be printed by now!"
Yes, the 'Shangjing Daily' that would be read by the people of Shangjing tomorrow morning had already been printed.
In a printing factory somewhere in Shangjing, bundles of printed copies of the 'Shangjing Daily' were habitually loaded onto carriages and sent to various distribution points in Shangjing before dawn.
No one noticed that the news and layout on the third page of the 'Shangjing Daily' was no longer the original news and layout. Instead, it had quietly changed to a shocking title and content.
— "Beitang Zhao, I'm very disappointed in you"
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