Liver into a martial arts legend: starting with Embroidered Spring Blade

Chapter 37: Sword Wounds

West City, Anminfang.

In a slightly luxurious courtyard, there were several corpses covered with white cloth.

Several soldiers from the West City Military Department were standing nearby, looking coldly at the man crying and lying next to one of the corpses.

The man was about fifty years old and was the owner of this courtyard, Mr. Wang.

"Daughter, you died such a tragic death! Daddy must avenge you and kill that damned beast!"

Wang Yuanwai burst into tears. Suddenly, he grabbed the trouser leg of a nearby policeman and shouted, "Sir, please help me. You must catch the rapist who killed my daughter!"

Several soldiers frowned slightly, looked at each other, pulled Mr. Wang away, and shook their heads, saying, "Mr. Wang, we brothers are only responsible for patrolling the streets. We can't take care of this matter."

"Don't worry, the Jinyiwei have been notified of this case. When the Jinyiwei arrive, you can tell them about your grievances."

Wang Yuanwai was immediately furious: "This flower thief has been rampant for half a month, harming so many innocent women. If the Jinyiwei were really capable, why did my daughter still die?"

"Why, you ask?!"

As he spoke, he suddenly stood up, turned around to look at the neighbors gathered at the door to watch the excitement, and cried out sadly: "No matter who it is, as long as they can help me kill that flower thief and avenge my daughter, I, Wang Fugui, am willing to offer a thousand taels of silver as a reward!"

The crowd was suddenly in an uproar.

A thousand taels of silver!

How much does that cost?

Even a few soldiers couldn't help but feel their hearts beating fast and their eyes were a little hot.

This bastard is really rich!
But when he thought of the cruelty of this flower thief, he gave up his greed.

Even the Jinyiwei couldn't solve this case, so how could they covet it? Don't lose your life because of greed.

"The Jinyiwei are here!" At this moment, someone whispered.

The crowd of onlookers immediately scattered.

Several soldiers looked back and saw a group of people walking towards the street.

The leader was a young man wearing a black flying fish suit. He was tall and handsome, but the sharp and cold demeanor he exuded was frightening.

Several soldiers quickly stepped aside, bowed their heads, and waited quietly.

stomping on...

When the group arrived at the door, several soldiers immediately bowed and saluted: "Greetings, gentlemen!"

Looking at the six or seven corpses placed at the door, Jiang Xuan frowned and asked, "Why are there so many dead?"

"grown ups……"

One of the soldiers was about to speak when Wang Yuanwai, who was lying on the ground, quickly got up, grabbed Jiang Xuan's clothes, and cried out, "Sir, please do this for me. Capture that rapist and avenge my daughter!"

"presumptuous!"

Xu Longqing stepped forward and shouted, "Tell me the truth about your grievances. I will take care of it for you. Why are you trying so hard to stop me? Let me go!"

"Yes, yes..." Mr. Wang hurriedly let go and began to tell the details of his daughter's murder.

While listening, Jiang Xuan slowly walked to the bodies, pulled back the white cloth and checked the wounds one by one.

After looking at the last corpse, his brows furrowed slightly.

Lu Jianxing was also following nearby. After reading the scene, he frowned and whispered, "Sir, the wound is the same as the previous victim's. The throat was cut by a single knife. The murderer must be an expert with a knife."

"No, this is not a knife wound, it's a sword wound." Jiang Xuan shook his head.

"Sword wound?" Lu Jianxing was stunned.

Jiang Xuan nodded, stretched out two fingers, and pried open the wound on the last victim's neck. He said, "The wound is wider on the outside and looks like a knife wound, but if you look inside, the wound that actually cuts the throat is extremely tight. This is a wound that can only be inflicted by a sword."

Lu Jianxing looked carefully and found that it was just as Jiang Xuan said. The external incision of the deceased's wound was wide, and the skin and flesh were almost broken. It looked like it was made by a knife, but the wound that actually cut the throat was very neat, smooth and relatively fine.

"So, the murderer must be a master of swordsmanship who deliberately faked injuries just to confuse us." Lu Jianxing frowned.

Jiang Xuan nodded, his eyes flickering slightly.

It seems that I have really met a strong enemy this time.

To be able to fake such a wound with a sword, the opponent's swordsmanship must have reached an extremely high level, at least above the Great Perfection level. In other words, this thief is at least a second-rate, or even a first-rate master.

"My Lords, this is it. My daughter was murdered by that flower thief. Please help me!"

After a while, everyone understood what happened through Wang Yuanwai's narration.

It turned out that Mr. Wang had only this one daughter, and she was born in his old age, so he doted on her very much. When he learned that there were flower thieves on the scene recently, he was worried about his daughter's safety, so he hired several guards to watch over her at all times.

But unexpectedly, the flower thief sneaked into his daughter's boudoir last night without anyone noticing. It was not until a noise was accidentally made inside that a group of security guards were awakened and rushed in to protect the young lady.

But they were still a step too late. When the guards pushed the door open, they saw that Mr. Wang's daughter had been killed. The flower thief was about to leave. A group of guards rushed forward to surround him, but the thief was extremely skilled in martial arts. Not long after, all the guards died at the hands of the flower thief.

By the time Mr. Wang and the other guards arrived, the murderer had already killed everyone and fled the scene.

After listening to Mr. Wang's story, Jiang Xuan frowned and said, "Didn't they say someone saw the murderer's appearance?"

"Yes Yes……"

Wang Yuanwai waved his hand and said, "Bring it out quickly!"

"Yes, sir!"

Two security guards rushed in and came out shortly carrying a dying man.

Wang Yuanwai hurriedly called out, "Erhu, quickly tell this gentleman what you saw."

"Yes, sir."

Guard Erhu's face turned pale as he spoke with difficulty, "My Lords, last night we heard a noise and rushed in to rescue the young lady, but the thief was so skilled in martial arts that he quickly killed everyone else. I was about to run out to call for help when I tripped over the threshold. Then I felt a pain in the back of my neck, and then I lost consciousness."

After hearing this, Jiang Xuan stepped forward to look at his wound, and became even more certain that the murderer had used a sword, not a knife.

Perhaps because the situation was urgent, the murderer forgot to conceal his last sword strike, and the wound was fine and smooth, just scratching the thicker skin and flesh on the left back of the neck of the guard Erhu, without injuring the blood vessels and trachea.

Otherwise, if it was cut in another inch, the guard would be dead.

"Did you see his appearance clearly at that time?" Jiang Xuan asked.

"See clearly!"

Erhu nodded and said, "He was getting dressed at the time. I saw that he had long hair and was very handsome. He should be young, around 20 years old..."

Jiang Xuan looked at Du Ziqi who was standing beside him and ordered, "Go find the coroner and draw a picture of the murderer."

"Yes, sir!" Du Ziqi hurriedly left with the two captains.

But at this moment, a burst of dense footsteps came from the distance, and another group of Jinyiwei hurried over.

The leading man was also a centurion.

When he saw someone get there first, the man's expression changed slightly. He then hurriedly led his men forward and looked at Jiang Xuan, the only one in the field wearing the Feiyu uniform. He bowed and said, "Excuse me, brother, which captain are you from? I am Yang Xu, a captain under the command of Captain Yang of the Left Captain."

At this moment, someone nearby looked at Jiang Xuan carefully, as if he had thought of something. He quickly leaned over to Yang Xu's ear and whispered, "Sir, this man is the new centurion, Jiang Xuan, from the Northern Pacification Division."

Yang Xu's expression changed slightly when he heard this. He looked at Jiang Xuan again and politely said, "So it's Brother Jiang. I've heard of your name a long time ago, but..."

Yang Xu looked at Wang Yuanwai and the others and said, "This Anminfang is my jurisdiction."

"And then?" Jiang Xuan's face was calm.

Yang Xu frowned and said, "Brother Jiang, since a murder occurred in my jurisdiction, I should naturally be held responsible. Isn't it against the rules for you to bring people here first?"

Jiang Xuan glanced at him and said calmly, "Since you know you're late, just stay aside and wait until I've finished asking questions before it's your turn."

"As for whether it's in accordance with the rules, this case was asked by the Governor-General to investigate. If you have any objections, go find the Governor-General."

"You..." Upon hearing this, Yang Xu's face suddenly turned pale.

Jiang Xuan ignored him and turned around and ordered, "Take all the bodies back to the Pacification Office."

"Yes, my lord!"

Lu Jianxing and others stepped forward one after another, holding their heads high and chests puffed out, without even looking at Yang Xu and others.

Following such a strong-willed adult, they will naturally feel more confident when handling cases.

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