Sword from Hengshan

Chapter 8 Moonlight
At the beginning of the night, the escort agency was in chaos and the fire was put out.

The fodder and dried bamboo piled in the warehouse caught fire, igniting oil-soaked cotton and cloth strips nearby.

Things that are usually used to hold torches should be kept away from fire sources.

The warehouse manager Lao Zhou, who helped Zhao Rong pack his luggage a few days ago, was looking angry now. When he went to the latrine, the warehouse caught fire.

Fortunately, the escort agency was on alert, there was no shortage of water in several large water tanks, and they found out in time.

Otherwise, all the escort goods stored in the warehouse will suffer.

Lu Shilai and another escort leader, Jin Qisheng, interrogated everyone in the escort agency. Everyone was consistent and no one was suspicious.

Standing on the bluestone tiles in the courtyard, Zhao Rong squinted his eyes slightly and observed dozens of people in the escort agency without any trace, including Pu Kui who was standing next to him and another middle-aged escort master Lu who had recently become acquainted with him and had excellent riding skills. expensive.

Under the moonlight, everyone's expressions were solemn.

"There's a mole."

Pu Kui whispered, Zhao Rong and Lu Gui each nodded.

Recently, the escort agency has lost some good stuff and is heavily guarded, making it difficult for a fly to get in.

That could only be done by people within the escort agency.

Is this person related to the gangster who robbed the escort?

The two escort leaders were aware of this, and they first questioned people to exclude those who had just arrived when they heard about the fire, including Zhao Rong. They also reduced the suspicion of the porters and escorts who were stationed far away from the warehouse and could verify each other's identities.

Finally, there were six people left.

They were close to the warehouse and arson was most suspected.

Zhao Rong, like Pu Kui and others, glanced at the six people, and each raised their ears to listen to Lu Shilai's conversation with them.

Most of these six people are old people from the Changrui Escort Bureau. Two of them, the escorts and one of the escorts, have traveled extensively with Lu Shilai for many years, so they know everything about them.

The other two people were Lao Wang, the cook in the kitchen, and Lao Zhou, the man in charge of the warehouse.

The two of them have worked for the escort agency for ten years and are diligent in their duties.

There is also a woman in her early thirties named Long Ping.

She is the cousin of Long Changxu, the chief escort of the escort bureau. She is from Changde. Her ancestor served as a military envoy in Dingzhou. Her descendants ran a martial arts business and were good at wielding two swords.

This time I heard that my cousin was in trouble, so I brought someone to help.

No matter how you look at it, such a heroine does not look like an arsonist.

But Jin Qisheng, one of Changrui's three leading escorts, still looked at her a few more times.

It seems to be saying: "Sister, you are the only one from outside, the other brothers know everything about you."

"Jin Biaotou, where are your eyes looking?"

"Could it be that my deputy director set the fire?"

Before Long Ping could get angry, several hot-blooded men from the Changde Dingsheng Martial Arts School stood up first and glared at him.

Jin Qisheng didn't dare to answer. Lu Shilai on the side quickly smiled and said, "Don't get me wrong."

After all, Lao Lu is a disciple of the Hengshan sect, and he has great reputations.

Even though the Dingsheng Martial Arts School has a bit of a reputation in Changde and is still far from the level of the Five Mountains Sword Sect, these guys give him face. As soon as Lu Shilai opened his mouth to smooth things over, they became slightly protective.

After all, at her cousin's house, Long Ping took the initiative to take a step forward: "When the fire broke out in the warehouse, I was cleaning the knife in the room."

As she spoke, she drew out her swords and turned towards Jin Qisheng with a pair of bright eyes.

Under the moonlight, the tips of the two swords bloomed with forest light.

Miss Jin touched his nose and swallowed what he wanted to say.

It's better not to mess with this aunt.

At this time, Lao Zhou, who was in charge of the warehouse, once again complained angrily: "Damn you thief. I have been in charge of the warehouse as the chief escort for ten years and have not made any mistakes. You secretly set fire to the latrine while I was there. How can you be considered a hero?"

"If you have the guts, stand up and fight me!"

Lao Zhou had quite a temper. As he roared, he slashed the air three times with the short knife in his hand, each one faster than the other. He was no longer as gentle as usual.

Lao Wang, the cook in the kitchen, also frowned and flashed the butcher knife in his hand, which was still stained with pig hair.

"The chief escort said that he wanted to entertain the Dragon Hall Master and his party. I was picking the cockroach crown in the kitchen courtyard when the fire broke out."

Although the other two waiters and escorts were very close to the warehouse, they could prove to each other that they were the first to discover the fire.

Lu Shilai and Jin Qisheng's eyes swept over them, and then they looked at each other, and they could see the helplessness in each other's eyes.

They were too familiar with these five people, and it was impossible for the remaining Long Ping to set fire to them.

The ghost is like a thorn in the throat.

Pu Kui and Lu Gui each shook their heads, obviously understanding that the arsonist would not be caught tonight.

suddenly,

Pu Kui noticed Zhao Rong beside him and found that his eyes were bright and he was looking up at the sky.

"Brother Rong, what are you looking at?"

Lu Gui, who often taught Zhao Rong horse riding skills, guessed: "Brother Rong must be suspicious. Maybe someone with great Qinggong skills took advantage of the night to fly into the sky, passed through the escort guards, set fire and escaped." "The world is so big, there are many people with great Qinggong skills."

"impossible."

"The escort agency is heavily guarded. It's rare to find someone with such dexterity. How could such a master do such a stupid thing?" Pu Kui looked in disbelief.

Lu Gui retorted: "Being good at art doesn't mean you are a good person."

"Tian Boguang stepped on three stacks of clouds with one hand. He has excellent light skills and is nicknamed Wanli Lonexing. Who knows that he is also a shameful adulterer."

"This"

Pu Kui hesitated and couldn't help but look at the young man beside him.

Zhao Rong blinked and pointed toward the sky.

"Chu guests want to hear the complaints of Yao Qin, in Xiaoxiang late at night when the moon is bright."

"Brother, I'm actually looking at the moon. The moonlight is so good and bright tonight."

After saying this, Zhao Rong looked at the six people. His unreasonable words and the slight smile on his lips made Pu Kui startled.

"Brother Rong, did you find anything?"

When he said this, he raised his voice an octave, instantly attracting Lu Shilai's eyes.

Even "Xie Lin's Taikoo Legacy" was given to him, so Zhao Rong was naturally the focus of Lu Shilai's observation.

Lu Shilai moved towards Zhao Rong, which naturally attracted more people's attention.

Zhao Rong has been in the escort agency for more than a month. Everyone knows that he has some relationship with escort leader Lu, but changes in the number of agents in the escort agency are common, and at most they only know about him.

But the current situation made people take a closer look at this young man.

"Brother Zhao, have you discovered something?"

Lu Shilai asked again. When everyone in the escort agency saw Zhao Rong, he nodded slightly, and everyone looked suspicious.

This young man.
Do you know who set the fire?
Lu Shilai was also stunned for a moment. He quickly glanced at the six people, deliberately reminding Zhao Rong to speak carefully and not to offend people in vain.

However, Zhao Rong acted quickly and motioned for Lu Shilai to come over.

He whispered a few words. Lu Shilai looked puzzled, but he still followed the words and walked towards Long Ping.

For a time, the men at the Changde Dingsheng Martial Arts Hall were furious.

"Senior Brother Lu!"

Calling him Senior Brother Lu instead of Officer Lu was obviously a nod to his status as a disciple of Hengshan.

"Don't be impatient. I just want to ask a few of you. It's about the escort agency. Deputy Master Long is the cousin of the chief escort officer, so the whole family will naturally set an example first."

Long Ping was calm on the contrary. She took a careful look at Zhao Rong, who nodded politely to her.

"Just ask."

Lu Shilai repeated: "Deputy Master Long, were you always in the room when you heard the sound of running water?"

"Yes."

"Then what was the moonlight like at that time?"

When Lu Shilai asked this question, Zhao Rong's eyes quickly swept across the other five people, and they made the same action, which was to look up to the sky.

Long Ping recalled: "The window was closed at that time, and there was a candle on the table in the room. I was wiping the knife in front of the candlelight, focusing on the knife, not knowing what the moonlight was like."

She raised her head and saw a bright moon in the sky, "I think the moonlight is wonderful."

Lu Shilai glanced at Zhao Rong, and Zhao Rong motioned for him to continue.

So Lu Shilai walked towards the cook wearing a brown apron.

"Old Wang, when you heard the sound of running water, you had been picking the cockroaches in the courtyard?"

"Yes."

"Then what was the moonlight like at that time?"

Chef Lao Wang's wrinkled face was full of calm. He didn't hesitate and replied directly in a deep voice: "It's very bright."

Lu Shilai asked the warehouse manager Lao Zhou again.

Lao Zhou held a short knife in one hand and touched his chin with the other, hesitating for a long time.

Seeing him hesitating, Lu Shilai stared at his dagger, a dangerous light flashing in his eyes.

The expressions of the people around when they looked at Lao Zhou also changed.

"I remember"

"I walked from the warehouse through the corridor to the backyard latrine, carrying an oil lamp all the way."

"It should be very dark then."

While he was talking
"歘~!"

Silver light flashed under the moonlight, and the sudden sound of a knife broke through the air! !
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(End of this chapter)