Madam, don't do this!

Chapter 72 Yang Siyao's Value (Three Thousand)

Perhaps because his life was at stake, the originally stupid Song Zhen's brain became unusually flexible at this moment.

Song Yun was already dead, so why did he cut his neck again? Was it just to leave a signal, to tell himself, "I know everything you've done?"
The guy chose to chop off Song Yun's head instead of reporting to the police directly, which means that he actually wanted to get something from him.

Money?

So, there is a chance.

Although it was a huge trouble, he could not expose this matter before he completely satisfied the other party's appetite, which meant that he was relatively safe in the short term.

The desires of such people are insatiable. As long as they kill the other party when they ask for money or property, they can rest assured.

Thinking of this, Song Zhen calmed down.

The most important thing now is to pin the crime of killing Song Yun on Song Yan. As long as Song Yan is killed, everything will be worth it.

"My son..."

At this moment, a wailing sound suddenly came from the side. It was Song Hongtao who suddenly threw himself on Song Yun's body and burst into tears.

Song Yan shook his head.

It’s over, it’s over.

You are the Duke.

Nobles like this valued respectability above all else, and no matter how grief-stricken they were, they would not show it too much in front of outsiders. Especially that dry, cracked voice; although she cried hard, she didn't actually convey much grief.

Maybe Song Hongtao was almost unable to hold back his laughter in his heart, so it was hard for him to cry out loud in this situation.

Song Hongtao is actually a bit complicated. If you say he is smart, he is just being clever in a small way. If you say he is stupid, sometimes he will have a flash of intelligence in his mind.

Ever since Song Hongtao was told about the affair between Yang Miaoqing and Song Jincheng, he actually didn't completely believe it... From Song Yan's point of view, it was more likely due to a man's pitiful self-esteem that he didn't believe his wife was having an affair with his younger brother.

Therefore, Song Hongtao arranged for Butler Wang to go to Suhua Temple for a detailed investigation.

As expected, Butler Wang found a room in Suhua Temple that was used exclusively by Yang Miaoqing for her trysts with Song Jincheng, and also found some quite interesting clothes.

It is said that when Song Hongtao saw these things, he seemed to imagine Yang Miaoqing wearing these clothes that even prostitutes in brothels would be ashamed to wear, and posing in front of Song Jincheng. Then he vomited three liters of blood and almost couldn't breathe.

Coincidentally, there was a monk in Suhua Temple who was a perverted person who loved to spy on and even record the affairs of noble ladies and their lovers. Upon seeing the records, Song Hongtao was furious like a mad dog. This damned bitch, Yang Miaoqing, had been having sex with Song Jincheng for seven days straight, seven or eight times a day.

Are you donkeys?
Moreover, before each child was conceived, there was a record of having an affair with Song Jincheng.

Coupled with some small things that Butler Wang occasionally thought of, Song Hongtao was completely convinced that none of Yang's eight sons were his own.

At that moment, the sky seemed to fall.

Looking at his twitching shoulders, Song Yan believed that Song Hongtao must be enduring very hard, but he was a professional and would not laugh no matter how funny it was.

"Father, please accept my condolences. My seventh brother has passed away. Please don't have any health problems. The Duke's Mansion still needs you to support it." Song Yan comforted him and cooperated with Song Hongtao to perform a show of fatherly love and filial piety.

Song Hongtao also stood up using this step. There was no way he could howl anymore.

There was another person at the scene, it was Yang Siyao. Her brows were tightly furrowed. Although everything was going according to plan, she felt inexplicably depressed in her chest, as if something was wrong.

She had just arrived in Songzhou. Although she had met Song Zhen, she was always accompanied by servants and had no time to ask Song Zhen about the details. The only thing she knew was that the four people assigned to Song Zhen were all killed overnight.

It's not just these four.

In order to make Song Zhen the crown prince, the Yang family invested a lot of money this time. In addition to these four, there are seven other people.

These seven did not enter the Duke's Mansion, but hid in Ningping County.

As a result, everyone died in one noon.

It was as if someone was keeping an eye on the Yang family, and anyone who came from the Yang family would be killed.

Unfortunately, the opponent was ruthless and powerful, and all of them were killed in one blow. There was not even any trace of a fight left at the scene.

All seven people had their heads crushed... Although they were powerful warriors, their skulls were still very hard. Women had an insurmountable gap in strength compared to men, and the same was true for warriors. Therefore, female warriors mainly practiced internal strength, light skills, and martial arts techniques.

There are many different types of male warriors, and many of them focus on physical training.

Therefore, the person who was secretly killing the Yang family masters was most likely a tall and strong man.

But she didn't know who that person was, and when did the Yang family provoke such a powerful enemy again. What made Yang Siyao even more confused was that everyone was killed, and only she survived.

The other party couldn't possibly be unaware of her identity. The only possibility was that she held some value to him. However, how to determine this value was another question. She considered her appearance ordinary. While not ugly, she could only be considered above average at best. Being considered attractive was already a good thing. Her status in the Yang family wasn't high, and she didn't have much say. If there was anything of value, it might be her practiced charm.

Could it be that the other party saw through her identity as a disciple of the Hehuan Sect and was proficient in the art of collecting and replenishing, and therefore spared her life? This made Yang Siyao feel a strong sense of crisis.

"Brother Song, the dead cannot be resurrected. Please accept my condolences. Let's move to the front hall first." Fang Hai sighed and comforted him.

Although they were investigating a case, the rules of an aristocratic family could not be neglected, so a servant brought tea. Although Song Yan was a son-in-law, everyone could see how much Luo Yuheng valued him, so he naturally had a place.

After taking a sip, Fang Hai slowly said, "Brother Song, ever since we received the report, Wu Sima, Ji Tongpan, and Lu Biejia and I have been busy working on this case together. Until now, we haven't even had a bite to eat."

"After our thorough investigation, we have preliminarily determined that this was a spur-of-the-moment murder for money."

As soon as these words were spoken, Song Zhen, Yang Miaoqing, and Yang Siyao all changed their expressions.

Well, four people conducted a thorough investigation, and this is the result? Murder for money?

"This is impossible." Song Zhen roared as if it was a subconscious reaction.

Damn it, he wanted to bring disaster to Song Yan. How could this be considered murder for money?

Fang Hai slowly put down his teacup. Even though he was contradicted by a junior in public, he showed no sign of anger at all. The corners of his mouth just curled up: "Oh, why not?"

People like this are the most difficult to deal with because you have no idea what they are thinking.

Song Zhen paused, then suddenly thought of something: "Oh, right, things? Where are the things? Doesn't Song Yun have anything on him?"

Maybe he didn't want his hard work to go to waste, so he got excited and acted smart for a moment but then acted stupid again.

This attitude made those old foxes narrow their eyes.

After exchanging a glance, Fang Hai spoke slowly, "Oh? Judging from what my nephew said, it seems that he is very sure that there must be something on Song Yun's body?"

What a fool.

Yang Siyao, who was thinking about something, was almost vomited blood because of Song Zhen's anger. It was really bad to have such a teammate. She really wanted to call him an idiot.

Thinking that I have to marry such a person according to my family's requirements, I feel even more depressed.

But at this moment, she had to step forward. Taking a deep breath, Yang Siyao slowly spoke, "Your Excellency the Governor has misunderstood. Song Zhen meant to ask if there are any relics left with my cousin. If so, he hopes we can take them back so we can commemorate him."

Fang Hai exclaimed, "So that's what you mean... However, besides the clothes, there's nothing left on nephew Song. All his valuables were taken away. That's why we believe this was murder for money."

Song Zhen, Yang Siyao, and Yang Miaoqing looked at each other, their faces all darkening, especially Song Zhen. He had personally stuffed the jade pendant into Song Yun's palm, but now the jade pendant had disappeared.

The biggest evidence to correct Song Yan is gone.

It can't be said that it was a complete failure. At least Song Yun was really eliminated. Song Zhen now has one less competitor on the road to becoming the crown prince, and he is a very scheming one at that.

The only thing that made Song Zhen uncomfortable was that he was unable to deal with Song Yan at the same time.

However, Yang Siyao's uneasiness grew more and more.

After talking for a while, Yang Miaoqing left temporarily, using the excuse of being too sad.

As soon as he left the government office, Song Zhen wanted to say something, but was stopped by Yang Siyao's look.

The group headed towards the Sanxian Inn, which was a room that had been booked in advance by the government office. Since Song Yun was killed, they would probably stay here for a few days. As for the Youlai Inn, it was temporarily sealed off because four people had just died there.

It was not until they entered the inn that Yang Miaoqing spoke: "Si Yao..."

"Aunt, there are too few clues at the moment. I have to think carefully before I can see clearly what the situation is." Yang Siyao said.

As for calling Yang Miaoqing "Auntie", it's okay, "Auntie" seems to be okay too, and even "Auntie" is fine, but it's a bit confusing.

In the eyes of others, the Yang family was a thousand-year-old family. It was a prominent family with countless descendants serving as officials in the court and a daughter who became a concubine.

But in Yang Siyao's eyes, the entire family was full of filth and dirt.

Even she herself had extremely dirty blood flowing in her body.

Exhaling, Yang Siyao turned and entered the room, slowly walking to the washbasin. In the clear water of the copper basin was reflected an ordinary face, neither beautiful nor ugly.

Perhaps because of the hot and humid weather, the thick makeup on her face had melted away a little, making her face look even uglier. Her white little hands scooped up some cold water and splashed it on her face, causing the pink rouge powder to drip slowly.

Here is the second chapter of 3,000 words.

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