The head of the Red Mansion

Chapter 324 Killing

In the darkness, the donkey cart was replaced by a horse-drawn carriage. The donkey cart went up the mountain, while the horse-drawn carriage bumped along and went further and further away.

Nami Kuroda, fearing that Shen Ning would suffocate, even opened the box.

However, it was clear that thanks to Granny Lai, the medicine they put in the ice this time was very effective, and this person has not shown any signs of illness so far.

"Sir, when should we send another letter to Jia Zhen?"

"Wait first!"

They're not the ones in a hurry now.

By using the ten lashes to punish Jia Zhen, Shen managed to extort a large amount of land from the Russian Kingdom, and her actions were recorded by the Emperor of Dazhao and his court officials.

Kuroiwa Nami said, "Didn't we leave a letter telling them to prepare the ransom? Those people will always cause trouble and keep looking."

Only when they are driven to despair can we send a few more of Shen's fingers over, and then the rest will be easier to deal with.

In short, they cannot reveal themselves at the beginning.

When Shen Ning woke up, she found herself in a patch of slightly rotten hay.

She thought she had woken up incorrectly, and her body ached all over. Could it be a dream?

She closed her eyes, opened them, closed them again, and opened them again. Finally, she stopped deceiving herself.

She wasn't actually at the Iron Threshold Temple, nor was she time-traveling again. By the dim light above, she could see the beautiful cloud patterns embroidered on her sleeves—it was the nightgown she had worn the previous night.

It's true that you shouldn't go to places with too many people and too much attention.

I wonder how Wen Peilan and Xiaodong are doing.

For her safety, they stayed at her house the whole time.

She was kidnapped and brought here. Are they... alright?

Call ~
Shen Ning gently exhaled a breath of stale air, then stood up and looked around the cellar, which was narrow at the top and wide at the bottom.

The original owner was not short, about 1.63 to 1.65 meters tall, but even when standing up, he was still more than a meter away from the cellar entrance.

It's hard to climb, impossible to climb.

Shen Ning had heard Xiao Dong say that whenever someone came down to her family's cellar, they had to bring a ladder.

The people who kidnapped her and dumped her here, they must have known she couldn't escape, right?
"Hey, is anyone there?"

After searching her surroundings and finding nothing, Shen Ning had no choice but to speak to the strongman outside, "I'm hungry, can you give me something to eat?"

They kidnapped her but didn't kill her, so they must have something to ask for. As long as that request hasn't been fulfilled yet, her life won't be in immediate danger.

"Bear it!"

The voice above wasn't loud, but it was full of malice.

Fukuyama Shunji's squad was being hunted down by martial arts practitioners from Jiangnan. If he hadn't happened to be away that day, he would be long gone.

"Or if you honestly tell me who Jin Yong wrote 'The Legend of the Condor Heroes,' I'll give you a steamed bun."

This woman is probably here to bring bad luck to them.

Although the martial arts community in Dazhao also had a bad impression of the Japanese, they had always kept to themselves and not interfere with each other.

If you don't provoke me, I won't provoke you either.

To avoid any unforeseen circumstances, they never provoke those people, and under certain circumstances, they will even take the initiative to befriend them, giving them money and gifts.

But this time, because of a book, some people have all gone crazy, insisting on saying things like "the greatest heroes are those who serve their country and its people!"
Shit!

"Don't play dumb with me. I know you helped print and sell Jin Yong's books."

It's really unspeakable; saying it only makes me hate them more!

Shunji Fukuyama glanced around. If he weren't worried about Nami Kuroiwa coming over, he would have gone down now and given her a good beating.

It's infuriating! He wanted to punish her last night, but Nami said that this woman had lived a life of luxury and wealth and couldn't withstand any more abuse. If she were killed, the imprisoned members of her tribe would just have to wait to die.

Shunji Fukuyama gritted his teeth: "Tell me, who is he?"

Shen Ning: "..."

Who can she say?

She can't talk to anyone!
However, there's something off about this person's tone of voice.

"You are...a Japanese?"

What a coincidence!

Unexpectedly!

Shen Ning scoffed, "What? You captured me, but you don't dare to take revenge right away?"

If she falls into the hands of the Japanese, is there any chance she can return alive?

Shen Ning carefully turned the emerald ring on her hand. The ring's velvety surface wasn't very large, and after twisting it left and right, it quickly loosened.

This was specially commissioned by her on a whim after she was assassinated in Xuzhou.

The poison inside isn't lethal upon contact with blood, but it can temporarily paralyze a person.

"It seems you have bigger ambitions!"

After fixing the ring, Shen Ning stood against the wall. "Tell me," she said, "that in order to survive, perhaps I could cooperate and offer you a plan, a strategy, or even write a letter?"

Fukuyama Shunji: "..."

He didn't know how the woman had figured it out.

There are many local languages ​​in Dazhao. His teacher, who taught him Dazhao dialect, had a Jiangnan accent, and they all adopted it as well.

The teacher said that people from Dazhao who don't often interact with them can't hear the harshness in their language; they would only assume it's due to the influence of other dialects.

This is harmless, but this woman...

"Now it's my turn to ask you a question: Who is Jin Yong?"

"Oh, I'm hungry."

Shen Ning said casually, "I need to wash up. You won't give me food or water, and you expect me to tell you who Jin Yong is? Unless the sun rises in the west."

She gently pressed the ring face against the wall, and it fell off.

Now she just wants to be the only person outside.

Otherwise, if they can't escape, they'll definitely suffer inhuman abuse.

Fortunately, her health is poor now, so if she is tortured, she might not even have to consider whether she can endure it before going straight to meet the King of Hell.

It's a pity I didn't get to see my daughter grow up.

Fortunately, the Jia family of today is no longer the Jia family of the Dream of the Red Chamber.

"Heh, you've got quite a lot of demands. Who do you think you are?"

Fukuyama Shunji was unaware that she was still having reckless ideas under these circumstances.

He was so angry he laughed. "Ms. Shen, don't force me to actually come down and attack you."

It is said that this woman is skilled at managing her husband; while others have three wives and four concubines, Jia Jing only stays with her.

Even after all those years, she only gave birth to one son, Jia Zhen, and Jia Jing never had any extramarital affairs.

that……

He's been hiding and hasn't been to a brothel for a long time.

"Do you dare? Would your boss agree?"

Shen Ning sneered, "A mere pawn. If I weren't so bored, I wouldn't even bother with you."

"you……"

Shunji Fukuyama was furious.

Although she said it was true, as a man, he also had to save face.

Moreover, since he had such thoughts about the women below him, he couldn't afford to lose face as a man.

"You asked for it."

Nami and Nagata Keio went to the Iron Threshold Temple and Ningguo Prefecture to check on the follow-up, so they probably won't be back anytime soon.

Shunji Fukuyama unlocked the door at top speed, and as he jumped down, he quickly covered the wooden board again.

Shen Ning: "..."

She unconsciously leaned closer to the wall.

Men are naturally superior to women in terms of strength.

"Your boss... is he coming, right?"

Shen Ning regrets that she doesn't have a ladder.

"Haha~"

The undefeated beauty of time.

In the dim light, Shen looked much better than the women in the brothel. "Don't worry, I still have time to take care of you."

Fukuyama Shunji stepped forward, his gaze becoming increasingly lewd. "Shen family, I'll ask you one more time, who is Jin Yong?"

"..."

Shen Ning clenched her fists but did not answer.

She was considering where to strike when the guy lunged at her.

"I think you're really stubborn and won't give up until you're completely defeated, and you won't shed a tear until you see the coffin."

Fukuyama Shunji raised his hand to tear off her clothes, but Shen Ning raised her hand to block. In the struggle, she grabbed his face and slashed his neck.

"court death!"

With a loud 'smack,' a furious Fukuyama Shunji slapped Shen Ning hard across the face.

He was mindful of her status and also remembered that she was a woman, so he originally wanted to be gentler.

Since she didn't appreciate his kindness, he can't blame her.

Shen Ning was slapped so hard she fell to the ground, her ears ringing and stars flashing before her eyes.

"Who do you think you are? You're only human if I give you face, otherwise..."

As Fukuyama Shunji grabbed her arm, he was about to slap her again with his other hand when he suddenly felt something was wrong; his body felt numb.

Especially around the neck and mouth area.

Both of these spots were scratched by this woman; they were still very painful just now, and now…

"What...what did you use on me?"

Fukuyama Shunji quickly slammed Shen Ning to the ground, then strained his legs, trying to dash away immediately.

bang~
He crashed into the closed wooden board and fell down on the spot.

But he dared not linger.

The space is too small, so he can't kill this woman, at least not for the time being. He can't kill her, but if he stays here, he'll be killed by her.

Fukuyama Shunji, disregarding everything, once again exerted force with both legs and charged upwards.

bang~
The plank broke open, but his leg was pulled in place.

clap~~~
Shen Ning pulled him down hard, and Fukuyama Shunji fell to the ground without any surprise.

At this point, although he could still move his hands and feet, he could no longer control anything above his neck.

Even his tongue felt numb to him.

"This dagger is quite good."

Shen Ning snatched the dagger from his waist and, as he struggled to take it back but his hands and brain failed to coordinate, plunged it viciously into his neck.

卟~
Shunji Fukuyama's eyes widened.

He never imagined that one day he would die at the hands of a woman.

If he had known it would turn out this way, he would have preferred to kill her first.

At this moment, regret seemed to overwhelm him.

Fukuyama Shun frantically tried to deliver a fatal blow to Shen Ning, but with her right in front of him, he couldn't find her neck no matter what he did.

"Hehe~~"

Shen Ning gripped the dagger against his neck and twisted it sharply.

Shunji Fukuyama trembled violently, and a large amount of blood spilled from his mouth and wounds.

As Shen Ning pulled out the dagger, she dodged to the side, and a large amount of blood spurted out with a "whoosh".

Shunji Fukuyama trembled all over, but could not utter any sound; only a wheezing 'hhh' sound came from his throat.

It was obvious that he wouldn't survive.

Shen Ning's ears were still ringing from the beating. Although the cellar door had been broken open, getting out was still incredibly difficult.

Unable to see what was happening outside, she dared not shout for help, fearing that she might be summoned not by the Da Zhao people, but by the Japanese.

She looked at the Japanese man who was gradually becoming less and less active, wondering if she could fold him up and use him as a stool.

I don't know why, even though she killed someone, she should be terrified, but she just can't bring herself to be afraid of these Japanese people.

Holding the dagger, she rushed towards the gentler part of the wall at top speed and quickly dug a foothold.

Soil fell in abundance.

After digging out a few, she dragged Fukuyama Shunji, who was no longer moving but staring with wide eyes, against the wall, stepped on his shoulders and head, and quickly dug out two more points of leverage.

"Ah~"

Not having enough strength in her hands, Shen Ning almost slipped and fell, but luckily she managed to step on Fukuyama Shunji's head again. This time, she took a deep breath, mustered all her strength, and used the small cellar as a climbing wall to try her best to climb up.

Finally, she saw the sky outside.

……

At this time, the Iron Threshold Temple had already been sealed off by the Jia family.

How could a perfectly healthy person just disappear without a trace?

Moreover, just as dawn broke, when Jia Yue came to find her mother, Wen Peilan and the others all seemed to be in bad shape.

The physician examined everything in detail.

Shen Ning doesn't like incense, but she had no choice but to wear a mosquito repellent sachet in the summer.

Therefore, they quickly located the melted ice water.

The physician took a little bit, smelled it, and then tasted it. "Sir, there's something wrong with the ice."

what?
Jia Zhen's face turned deathly pale as he glared at the group of guards who had been patrolling the previous night.

His mother's health wasn't good; she usually stayed home to rest and recuperate, but she was frequently ill. Now...

"Now is not the time to interrogate; finding your sister-in-law is the priority!"

Jia Min looked at them, "As long as you find your sister-in-law, you'll still have done a good job; otherwise..."

She didn't say the rest, but everyone knew.

To survive and avoid implicating their entire family, they had to find their wife and bring her back safely.

The group discussed the possibilities and doubts among themselves, and then called over the troupe leader, who was allowed to enter and leave the Iron Threshold Temple to retrieve costumes, for questioning. They quickly identified the two people who carried the boxes out at three-quarters past midnight as the key figures.

But so much time has passed, and they have no idea where they are now.

Jia Zhen held the letter that told him to prepare money, and gritted his teeth as he ordered someone to do so.

But he couldn't entrust his mother's life to the so-called illusion that bandits and robbers would surely release people once they took the money.

Jia Zhen then hurriedly ordered Xing'er to go to Shuntian Prefecture to ask Chief Constable Lu for help.

Investigating cases is their forte.

At this moment, Jia Zhen no longer cared about his reputation or the scandals that might be fabricated about him in the future.

Nothing in this world is more important than life.

He must find his mother first, and then talk about everything else.

With her telescope, Kuroiwa Nami watched from afar as the Jia family worked busily but without chaos, meticulously examining all the oxcarts and donkey carts from the previous night, and questioning each of the remaining villagers. She sighed softly.

pity!

She was too nervous last night.

She should have killed everyone who was with Shen in the house.

Those people were the ones Granny Lai had mentioned, the ones specifically tasked with protecting her.

If it weren't for the summer, with the doors and windows of the room, which had an ice basin, tightly closed, she and the woman with the whip would probably have had a fierce battle.

"Sir, that servant went in the direction of the Beijing Garrison."

When Nagata Keio saw Shou'er riding towards the capital's garrison, he thought, "The capital's garrison is the Jia family's stronghold; they'll probably search every house."

"Go ahead and search!"

Nami Kuroiwa didn't care.

Shen was abandoned at the foot of West Mountain in that abandoned cellar.

They had never stayed in any inns.

"Let them search, search thoroughly!"

The bigger the show, the better.

Only when the emperor grew older would he be able to take into account the Shen family's contributions and agree to release the delegation and all the imprisoned members of the clan.

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