Devil’s Advent

v2 Chapter 83: Misaku

   Tian Wujing waited for the national division to come down the mountain, then he got up and left the Hou Mansion without any soldiers, because it didn't really matter whether he brought them or not in the vicinity of Litian City.

   There are many people who can assassinate cuckoo in this world;

   But the one who can assassinate Tian Wujing, Fengmao Water chestnut.

  Perhaps, Tian Wujing is now wishing someone would dare to stand up and assassinate himself.

   What makes Zheng Fan a little surprised is that Tian Wujing did not leave him any additional instructions, except to tell himself that he should go find his children.

   Not to mention whether the child is still alive, even if it is still alive, if you ask yourself to find it, you have to leave something for yourself, right?

  Emperor Yan gave himself a sign at the beginning, so that when he had time, he would go to the Huxin Pavilion to see the three princes.

   Zheng Fan did not expect Tian Wujing to directly give himself the Jingnan Army Tiger Talisman, but at the very least, he should be given some authority to adjust his troops. This is Litian City, not Shengle City.

   The whole thing, up to now, seems to reveal a confusing taste.

  Everyone actually has their own way of handling affairs. This way is not simply a practical way.

   For example, ordinary people in later generations may have to go to several relevant departments to apply for a certificate, and they may even be kicked. But if the leader wants to do it, he can do it with a single phone call.

   Tian Wujing sat on this threshold all night, seeming to have done nothing, but in fact, he was just waiting, waiting for some aspects, to give himself a response.

However, some of the suspicions in Zheng Fan's heart did not dissipate. Zheng Chengshou is a "pragmatist", perhaps because of professional reasons in his previous life. The way he thinks about things often goes from point to line to surface. If you really want to investigate, you have to start from the beginning.

   looked around subconsciously,

   Zheng Fan said in his heart:

   You have to check this Hou Mansion first.

   But Tian Wujing didn't do that. The armored soldiers who were supposed to guard the cuckoo knelt in rows in the front yard, and the two generals, who were responsible for security inside and outside the city, knelt in the corridor.

   The army should be the power Tian Wujing believes the most, but now, the person who should do things the most is not really doing things.

   It is always impossible for Tian Wujing to order the Secret Missions to track down secretly, right? This is the case, the Secret Missions, is it reliable?

Is    avoiding something?

   Zheng Fan doesn't know, and doesn't know where to go to make himself clear.

   At this time, the captain who had "eyes" to him at the door walked over to the corridor and shouted:

   "Master Zheng, someone with you will come."

my people?

   Calculating time, it should be impossible for a blind man to come over so quickly.

   Zheng Fan walked through the corridor and found that the two commanders, Chen Yang and Luo Ling, who had been kneeling there before, were no longer there, and the rows of soldiers who had pleaded guilty were no longer there.

   It should be what order Tian Wujing gave when he went out.

Since the two words   Jingnan have been spoken from Tian Wujing, it is naturally impossible for the army to continue to be paralyzed.

   So, if you really don’t agree, you have to rebel?

   To tell the truth, Zheng Chengshou is really not ready to rebel. Although the demons under his hand include himself, he has always had a small goal called "rebellion" in his heart.

   But things should not be done like this.

   And Jingnan Hou wanted to rebel. It was very difficult for him, because many forces would not compromise him, because Jingnan Hou had once destroyed himself, so the negotiating table does not exist.

   Jingnan Hou rebelled, unless it really depends on the soldier under this hand to forcibly beat all the opponents to the ground to have success.

   Zheng Fan was surprised when he saw A Ming at the entrance of the Hou Mansion, and at the same time, a sense of security in his heart suddenly came.

   Zheng Fan took Aming to the mansion. The mansion looked very deserted, and the guards did not stop Zheng Fan.

   After walking through the courtyard and the corridor, Zheng Fan brought Ah Ming to the mourning hall.

   "Lord, when the subordinates first came, they saw Jingnan Hou go out."

   "I went to Tianhu Mountain to find the grandfather." Zheng Fan replied.

   "There are so many eunuchs from that palace."

   "How about you?"

   "My lord, I accompanied Zhang Gonggong, who is next to the Sixth Prince, to the city of Heaven. Anyway, I'm on the way."

   Zheng Fan nodded and said:

   "I guess the blind man can arrive tomorrow."

   "If Jingnan Hou really wants to rebel, then things will be interesting."

"you are happy?"

   "Lord, the subordinates are sad."

"Oh."

   Zheng Fan motioned to Ah Ming to follow him into the mourning hall.

   The coffin was not covered, and Cuckoo was lying in it. It can be seen that Cuckoo's body had been sorted out. Looking at the layout of the mourning hall, it should have been sorted by his subordinates. When Jingnan Hou came back, he stopped everything.

   "Aming, help me look at the cuckoo's wound."

   "This is disrespectful." A Ming reminded.

   Marquise's body, can others touch it at will?

   "If you ask you to watch it, you can watch, I know you have a high level of knowledge in surgery."

   People who are often dissected and used as archery targets, can they be unfamiliar with the structure and details of the human body?

   Maybe the so-called anatomy master is not as professional as Ah Ming, because he can cut it open for himself at any time.

   "Subordinates...yes."

   Aming untied the clothes on Du Juan, which was a silk brocade.

   The whole scene looks very weird.

  In the fortified Hou Mansion,

  Perhaps no one can believe that there are actually two men here, examining the body of the Marquise.

   Here in the main hall, no one dared to come over, on the contrary, it was a very safe place, and there was no fear of being seen or disturbed at all.

  Of course, from the perspective of modern people, few people think that they are desecrating the dead, especially when the cause of death is strange, they are needed to speak for the dead.

   While Aming was checking, Zheng Fan leaned against the coffin and looked at Cuckoo's face.

   Actually, his contact with Dujuan is not too much. The first impression is that she is a very capable woman.

   It's just that the relationship between herself and Jingnanhou got closer and closer. As Jingnanhou's wife, in Zheng Fan's heart, she also felt more and more "sister-in-law".

   "Master, there are two kinds of wounds, one is similar to the wound left by a caesarean section and has been stitched up, and the other is a sword wound. This sword wound is the fatal place."

"I know."

   This is what Jingnan Hou said.

   What Zheng Fan wants to know are some problems that Jingnan Hou did not find out.

   "It should be this woman who forcibly gave birth to the child by herself."

   "Are you sure?"

   "Yes, Lord, from the incision of the laparotomy and the method of suture, you can see the direction of the donor's hands..."

   Aming said, raising his hands to Zheng Fan,

   "When I cut my stomach or made some stitches myself, I often made this kind of wound."

   speak out, take yourself as an example;

   is very powerful, impeccably powerful.

   Zheng Fan nodded, "So you can be sure that the child was born by Cuckoo himself?"

  "It should be, because if it is a fake hand, it is difficult to make this kind of scars and stitching habits, because there are also related changes in the force and posture when stitching, and the difficulty of fraud is very high.

   The most important thing is that when Cuckoo is in a coma, this effect cannot be sewn, and when Cuckoo is awake, who can do it on her stomach like this? "

   "reasonable."

   There are a lot of details in it. People who don't always dissect themselves and stitch themselves can't see it.

   "As for this sword wound..."

   "What happened to the sword wound?"

   "She died on Tianhu Mountain."

"I know."

   "But what exactly is the method of death is actually not clear to the outside world."

   "I just knew it too."

   "Lord, look here."

   Aming stretched out his hand and lifted Dujuan’s upper body.

   "Look here, the injuries on the head and the cracks in the bones show where she should have fallen from before she died."

   "Falled down from Tianhu Mountain? By the way, Ma Kui said that Dujuan was ‘lost’ for a while. It should have fallen from somewhere, and was found again and sent back to the Hou’s Mansion."

   "Lord, from the organs in her body, there is no sign of poisoning."

   "The fatal wound is a sword wound." Zheng Fan said.

   "That's the problem."

"what is the problem?"

  "This world is different from the world we were originally in. This world has the existence of warriors. In short, the physical functions of cultivators can exceed that of ordinary people.

   Therefore, this woman can go to the ‘Cesarean section’ by herself without dying directly. "

"Yes."

   "This sword wound..."

   Aming made a gesture of stabbing a sword and said:

   "Lord, Chen Daxia is still in our city now, right?"

   "In Shengle."

   "The Lord saw Daxia Chen using a sword, right?"

   "I have seen it."

   "Well, the one who can assassinate Dujuan should be a master, maybe not as high as Chen Daxia, but it shouldn't be too bad."

  Because Cuckoo itself is a warrior, leaving aside the guarding factor, if you want to assassinate Cuckoo, it is naturally not something ordinary people can do with a sword.

"what do you want to say in the end."

   "I mean, Lord, this sword is too unpretentious. She was really stabbed to death by the sword."

   "..." Zheng Fan.

   Where is my bow?

  "Lord, when Daxia Chen uses a sword, this...well, well, there is light, that is, what they said is called Jianqi or Jiangang.

   That is, if you practice the knife now, you can also bless your blood and energy on the knife, and dance to make a knife gang, right? "

"what do you mean?"

  "The problem is here. In fact, compared to the injuries caused by real swords, the sword gangs attached to the sword are often the real killer move.

   This kind of sword has an effect similar to that of an explosion. Well, the explosion is not very accurate. When the subordinate was hit by the arrow with blood attached to the master before,

   In fact, the body is not only entered by the arrow, but the blood attached to it will quickly cause secondary damage and expand the injury. "

   "I understand what you mean."

"No, Lord, it's not just that. The sword wounds here, one is that there is no such secondary damage, and it seems that Cuckoo should be stabbed to death by this sword under the premise of excluding other fatal injuries , And because the stabbing is in the belly...

   How to say it, the belly is actually more difficult to stab people directly.

Gangsters fight fiercely on the street ~lightnovelpub.net~ Many times they get pierced and bleed a lot, but often the cause of death is excessive blood loss. This is a process with a time difference. You can even take yourself at this time The intestines flowing out of the belly are stuffed back again. "

   "Talk about the point."

   "The point is, Lord, you have also been injured on the battlefield. When you were shot by an arrow or cut by a knife, what was your first reaction?"

   "Use qi and blood to control the muscles of the body to suppress the wound, prevent excessive blood loss or the wound from cracking and expanding, wait for subsequent treatment."

  "Yes, that's it. When a normal person is stabbed, the muscles will contract instinctively, while the martial artist, because the body can be manipulated more meticulously, the degree and effect of contraction will be greater.

   Subordinates will do the same every time they help the master to block the sword and the sword, because this can minimize the impact of the wound on the subordinate's mobility and better protect the master.

   Then, every time when dealing with a wound, the subordinates will find that such a wound is actually quite different from an ordinary person's trauma. "

   "The cuckoo..."

   "Her wound is very smooth, even a little, too smooth."

"and so………"

   "So just..."

   Aming made a gesture of holding hands with virtual hands, and then pierced his abdomen with his "sword"

  道:

  "According to his subordinates’ understanding of their anatomy,

   Subordinates guessed that this Mrs. Jingnan Hou might be...

   Suicide. "