Detective Di Renjie's legend of Wu Dynasty

Chapter 122 Clues
Back Mountain.

There was a sound of footsteps in the distance, it was Wang Mang and Wang Dazhu.

"where is it?"

Wang Mang asked.

Wang Dazhu replied: "Master, it's not far ahead."

Soon, the two came to a tomb with a tombstone standing in front of the tomb.

Wang Mang walked slowly to the tombstone and knelt down.

Wang Dazhu placed offerings and candles beside him...

Soon, the incense was lit, and Wang Dazhu handed it to Wang Mang. Wang Mang took it with both hands, bowed and inserted it into the incense burner.

Wang Mang said to Wang Dazhu: "You go back first, I want to be alone."

Wang Dazhu said with concern: "Master, you have to think about it!"

Wang Mang nodded and waved his hands: "Go!"

Wang Dazhu walked slowly towards the way he came, step by step and turning his head.

After Wang Dazhu left, Wang Mang's tears finally fell.

In the previous life, Wang Mang came here before he could repay his parents for their upbringing. This incident has always been a regret in Wang Mang's heart.

Although Wang San is not Wang Mang's biological father, his love for him is no different from his own.

Thinking of his adoptive mother's care for him again, Wang Mang's tears rolled down like a burst of tears...

After a long time, Wang Mang stopped his tears and said softly, "Father and mother, don't worry, I will definitely avenge you!"

At this time, Wang Mang was full of self-blame. Although he usually communicated with Wang San and others, it was a letter after all. Since he left that year, he has not been back a few times in these years.

I remember that the last time he went back to Wangjiabao was when Wu Zetian moved the capital last year. He remembered the voices and smiles of his adoptive parents, as if it was just yesterday.

Wang Mang kowtowed heavily to his adoptive father and mother, and stood up: "Father, mother, don't worry, as long as Xiaotao is still alive, I will definitely find her."

Wang Mang couldn't help recalling Uncle Li's skills. He remembered seeing Uncle Li shoot once when he was young, but Wang Mang hadn't practiced martial arts at that time, so he couldn't see Uncle Li's realm.

However, he roughly calculated that Uncle Li's skill should be above the third rate, as to whether he has reached the second rate, it is really difficult to judge.

If Uncle Li had second-rate skills, then Xiaotao and Wei'er would have a good chance of surviving.

As for Wang San's skill, Wang Mang has no way of guessing, but combined with the secrets he heard in the secret room when he was a child, it should not be top-notch.

Although Wang San never mentioned the Black Clothes Club to Wang Mang, at least his love for him was true.

Wang Mang secretly swore in his heart: Father, mother, I will definitely make those who killed you pay the price!
Wang Mang took one last look, wiped away his tears, turned and left.

In the back hall, under Wang Dazhu's command, several servants moved the tables and chairs and cleaned the room.

"You guys, turn this bed over!"

Wang Dazhu ordered.

When Wang Mang walked in, Wang Dazhu's eyes lit up, he hurriedly went up to meet him, and said, "Master, you rest in the main hall first, and come in after they finish cleaning!"

Wang Mang looked at it and nodded: "Well, thank you for your hard work!"

Wang Dazhu smiled: "This is what it should be, young master, you should go to the front first!"

Wang Mang nodded, and was about to turn around and leave.

Suddenly, he noticed the bed turned upside down, he frowned, and walked over: "Wait a minute."

Several servants looked at Wang Mang, let go of their hands on the bed, and stood aside.

Wang Mang looked around the bed.

"Master, what's so good about this bed?"

Wang Dazhu came over.

Wang Mang shook his head and murmured, "No, no!"

"What's wrong?"

Wang Dazhu scratched his head.

Wang Mang waved to the servants and said, "Go ahead!"

He turned around and said to Wang Dazhu, "Come with me!"

Wang Dazhu followed Wang Mang with a puzzled face.

Wang Mang walked quickly to the Dongkua courtyard, and hurried into the back hall. In the back hall, the tables, chairs and benches were overturned, the bed was upturned, and the murals on the wall fell to the ground...

Wang Mang said softly: "It really is so!"

Wang Dazhu chased after him: "Young master, what's the matter?"

Wang Mang didn't speak, and walked slowly to the bed, Wang Dazhu said softly: "Master, you seem to be very interested in these beds?"

Wang Mang shook his head: "It's not that I'm interested in these beds, but the murderer is interested in this bed!"

"The murderer is interested in the bed?"

Wang Dazhu was puzzled.

Wang Mang glanced at him: "Didn't you notice that all the tables and chairs in the house were overturned, the doors of the cabinets were opened, and even the bed was upside down!"

Wang Dazhu said: "Could it be that these things were knocked over during the fight?"

Wang Mang nodded: "It is very possible to knock over small objects such as tables, chairs and benches during the fight, but have you ever thought that such a heavy object as a bed can be knocked over by fighting? At most, the object is bumped and crooked, how could it be on all fours?"

"Yes, young master, what you said is really true."

Wang Dazhu suddenly realized.

Wang Mang said: "So it's not that I am interested in these objects, but that the murderer is very interested in these objects!"

Wang Dazhu frowned: "What's so strange about these objects? Why did they turn them over?"

Wang Mang shook his head: "It's hard to say, it's hard to say!"

Suddenly, Wang Mang's eyes lit up.

Wang Dazhu asked: "Master, what did you think of?"

Wang Mang said: "I finally understand why these beds are like this. Even the murals fall on the ground. They must be looking for something."

"Looking for what?"

Wang Dazhu was puzzled.

"A person or a thing!"

Wang Mang said word by word.

Wang Dazhu asked: "People and things?"

Wang Mang said: "When I came in, I felt very strange why the house was so messy. At first I thought it was caused by fighting. But just now, I found that even the bed was on all fours, and the door of the cabinet was opened wide. Then, the mural was also taken down. So, I think they should be checking to see if there is a trap behind the mural, it seems that some of them are masters of tricks!"

Wang Dazhu was astonished and said, "Is there a mechanism here?"

Wang Mang nodded: "I don't know, but judging from their behavior style, they must take all the circumstances into consideration."

Wang Dazhu said: "Young master, you have been using them to refer to the murderer. Isn't the murderer alone?"

"Absolutely not!"

Wang Mang shook his head: "The people who attacked my house are definitely a well-trained team, and there should be some masters among them!"

Wang Dazhu opened his mouth: "Yes, but who would dare to do this? Even Baolingtang is very careful in its actions, just looking for information. Could it be a Jianghu organization like the one above?"

Wang Mang nodded: "It should be the Black Clothes Club."

"Black Clothes Club?"

Wang Dazhu was at a loss.

Wang Mang frowned: "Haven't you heard of it?"

Wang Dazhu shook his head: "The villain has never heard of this Jianghu organization in Liangzhou."

Wang Mang paced slowly in the room, muttering: "You haven't even heard of it, so it seems that their actions are really hidden! But what are they looking for?"

Suddenly, Wang Mang's eyes lit up: "Could it be..."

Wang Dazhu, who was following beside him, asked, "Master, have you thought about it?"

Wang Mang shook his head: "It's hard to say now!"

Suddenly, he turned around and said to Wang Dazhu: "We will live here tonight, I want to see if they dare to come."

Wang Dazhu nodded.

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