Chapter 31 Assassin's Blood Case II

When the leader died, the remaining few became more and more guilty. Three of them died, and Ling Tianhong was not injured at all.

With Ling Tianhong's 'be careful' of an underarm shot at Zhang's servant Qin Baoqiang, no one was prepared for someone to make this move.

The four-year-old boy was scared to cry at the scene of the fight in front of him. When he saw the people he was familiar with, he fell to the ground, and the cry was even louder.

Ling Tianhong's face was suddenly as cold as frost, and the move in his hand changed. He turned his wrist, and the sword chopped at the enemy quickly. Seven dealt with four, and soon killed them all.

"Sir, come on, come on," Changsun Yu squatted on the ground and shouted to Ling Tianhong: "The hidden weapon is poisonous. He's dying."

Ling Tianhong squatted down to help Qin Baoqiang and let him lean against himself. He only heard Qin Baoqiang say intermittently, "Painting... Master... My favorite... Draw."

"What's wrong with the master's favorite painting?"

"Painting... There are... There are... There are... Certificate..." After Qin Baoqiang finished his words, his head was crooked and lost his breath.

"Let's go and go back to the Assassin's House." Ling Tianhong immediately jumped on the horse and rushed to the Huaicheng Assassin's Mansion.

Before Qin Baoqiang's death, he must have wanted to say the criminal evidence that Wu Kui wanted, which was hidden in Zhang Boliang's favorite painting.

Returning to the Assassin's Mansion, Wang Yue and Song Dahai have moved their bodies together, and found Zhang Boliang's younger brother Zhang Bozhong to do the aftert for him.

Ling Tianhong hugged the boy and asked him softly, "Do you know what your father's favorite painting is?"

The boy shook his head timidly and cried when he saw his uncle.

Ling Tianhong handed over the child to Zhang Bozhong.

Zhang Bozhong took over the child and burst into tears: "My poor child! In the future, you will follow your uncle. If you have a mouthful of food, you will never starve.

"My condolences, the child will be handed over to you." Ling Tianhong patted him on the shoulder: "The child is still young, don't let him see it."

"Well," Zhang Bozhong wiped his tears with his sleeves.

"We are looking for something, don't let anyone else in." Ling Tianhong and others all entered the house.

Zhang Bozhong gave the child to his wife and closed the door.

The villagers who came to mourn piled up things on both sides of the gate, and many of them left with tears. Zhang Boliang's death was a great loss for the people of Huaicheng.

Looking through all the picture scrolls, I didn't see the evidence Qin Baoqiang said. Is it because Zhang Boliang hid it very secretly? Or has it been taken away?

Looking at the mountains of pictures in front of him, Ling Tianhong opened them one by one and looked at them carefully. He did not find any evidence.

Shangguan Feihong also came to help find it. The two of them looked at each painting carefully; the others continued to search every place in the house where the picture scroll could be hidden.

"My leader, all the pictures that can be found are here." Wu Dayu brought all the pictures.

"Have you looked for all the places? Mezzanine, house beams, dark pavilion..."

"I've found all the places I can think of, that's all, unless I can't think of it."

"Yes, we have found what we can't think of. We have only found what we can't think of. What's the place we can't think of?" Ling Tianhong stood up and squinted his eyes and bit his lower lip, staring at the painting hanging on the wall.

In the painting is a little boy who herd cattle with a bucket hat on his back and his back to the cow. This painting is a little different from other paintings. The others are basically landscapes or ladies' pictures, but this one is unique.

Ling Tianhong stood at the front end of the painting for a long time.

Shangguan Feihong also stood up and looked at the picture on the wall with him: "Do you also see that it is different from others?"

Ling Tianhong nodded and jumped up to take down the painting on the wall, but found that there was a dark grid on the wall of the hanging painting; Shangguan Feihong immediately went forward to open the dark grid and took out a wooden box from it.

Shangguan Feihong gave the wooden box to Ling Tianhong.

Ling Tianhong opened the box, which contained a pair of gold necklaces worn by children, a good jade pendant, and a pair of mandarin ducks and a water word embroidered on a brocade handkerchief.

Are these things valuables hidden by Zhang Boliang, or is it implying something? If it was valuables, then he still had more valuable things, but not in the dark compartment, but in the box in the bedroom.

Is it implying something? If he is implying something, then what is it?

Ling Tianhong took out a few things in the box and looked at Shangguan Feihong: "Feihong, what do you think?"

Shangguan Feihong picked up the collar and looked at it, put it down, picked up the jade pendant, and finally picked up the brocade handkerchief: "If there is a mystery, it must be this brocade handkerchief."

Ling Tianhong showed a light smile on the corners of his mouth, and Shangguan Feihong's view was the same as his.

"Ming mandarin duck, water... What's the point?" Ling Tianhong picked up the painting he had just taken and found that there were three imperceptible ink marks on the back of the painting.

At this time, Ling Tianhong must be related to water, and the evidence must be hidden somewhere in the water.

Ling Tianhong gathered all his subordinates to find a place with water. As long as there is water, they can't let go.

Except for the well in the backyard and the rockery and stone pond in the front yard, all the places with water have been searched and nothing has been found.

Ling Tianhong took off his official boots and took the lead in the rockery stone pond to touch it. There were many lotus leaves and lotus flowers floating in the pond, and the water in the pond was knee-deep.

Wang Yue and Nan Gongming took off their boots and went to the pond to touch them together, while Changsun and Ma Yingjie jumped directly to the fake mountain to find out.

After touching for a long time, I didn't touch anything, leaving a well in the backyard.

Ling Tianhong put his hands on the edge of the well and looked at the well. I don't know how deep it is, but it is wide enough to accommodate one person to turn over below. He looked up at them: "Which of you can dive?"

Chang Sun Yu: "I"

Nan Gongming: "I will too"

Ling Tianhong let the slightly smaller eldest grandson go down to the well.

Chang Sun Yu dived into the water and soon came out: "My God, this water is so cold."

"Can it be to the end?"

"It's quite deep. I can't see it in the dark below. Try again." With that, he dived into the water again.

After a while, the water came out again: "No, it's too deep to dive to the end. Give me a stone."

Ling Tianhong asked people to hold a big stone and hang it down with a basket. The eldest grandson picked up the stone and sank into the water.

After another president, Sun Yu came to the surface and raised an oil cloth bag in his hand and shouted, "I found it."

Ling Tianhong took the wet oil cloth bag and opened it layer by layer. The last layer was opened. The result was that there was only one key.

"This..." Everyone looked at each other in con's face, and no one thought that the great ups and turns were just a key.

"Don't be disappointed, everyone. The key is still there, which means that the things are still there. The keys and things are generally not hidden together. Since we have found the key, the next step should be things." Ling Tianhong kicked the key into his arms.

"So where will it be?" Shangguan Ming picked up the wrapped oil paper one by one.

The clue was broken. Ling Tianhong sat on the edge of the well and looked at Shangguan Ming and looked at the oil paper in his hand.

"Leader, do you see?" Shangguan Ming turned the oil paper in his hand to Ling Tianhong.

Ling Tianhong took a look and saw that it was still like the back of the painting. There were three less obvious ink marks: "I have looked for all the places with water. I have never seen anything like a box, and the key must be the opening of the box or the door."

"Does Zhang Boliang have an unknown secret room?" Nangong Ming said in surprise.

"It can't be ruled out. If so, where will the entrance of this secret room be? Or is this key just an open box? Ling Tianhong put his hands around his chest and paced back and forth.

At this time, Fu Haoxuan ran in and shouted with a smile when he saw Ling Tianhong, "Master..."

"Why are you here?" Ling Tianhong looked at him with an unsane face.

"Let me come and see what can help Master." Fu Haoxuan thought that he saw a row of corpses when he first came in, and couldn't help trembling: "It's really miserable. It's too vicious."

For Fu Haoxuan's appearance at any time, others have become accustomed to it.

Fu Haoxuan looked at the frown on the master's face and leaned in front of Shangguan Ming and asked softly, "Brother Nangong, what are you looking for? My master has a sad face. What is he worried about?

"You don't know what you said." Nangong Ming patted his head with the oil paper in his hand.

"Of course I don't know if you don't tell me. If you said it, maybe I can still help." Fu Haoxuan touched him with a smile on his shoulder.

"Which... Look at it yourself." Nangong Ming stuffed the oil paper in his hand into his hand.

"This...?" Fu Haoxuan looked at him with a few pieces of oil paper, and then turned back to look at Shangguan Feihong: "Brother Shangguan, tell me."

Shangguan Feihong walked away with a cold face.

Fu Haoxuan turned to Wu Dayu again: "Brother Dayu, you'd better tell me!"

Wu Dayu smiled and told the story.

"It's better for Brother Dayu." Fu Haoxuan walked around the courtyard and returned to Ling Tianhong.

"Master, there is definitely a place you haven't looked for." Fu Haoxuan looks careless.

Hearing what he said, Ling Tianhong immediately asked, "Where is it?"

Other people also leaned over and asked, "Where is it?" We have all looked for the place to look for, and even touched this lotus pond.

"There is a place you are sure you haven't touched."

"What's the place?" Everyone can't wait to know what it is.

"Toilet"

"Cut..." When Changsun heard that it was a toilet, he sat back on the ground.

Ling Tianhong suddenly woke up when he heard it: "Yes, the toilet."

Nangong Ming nodded: "We have touched all the places, only the toilet, which we have never thought of."

"Nang Gong, you don't really want to touch the toilet, do you?" Wu Dayu had a disgusted expression on his face, and he was disgusted to death before he could touch it.

"There are only unexpected places, and you should try wherever you think of." Nangong Ming looked cold.

"Okay, touch the toilet." Chang Sun Ying stood up, walked to Fu Haoxuan and stared at him: "You can't figure it out. If you can't touch anything later, I won't fix you."