After rebirth, I pampered the crazy villains

"Miss, this woman is related to the case we investigated?" Huo Gang asked curiously.

Shangguan Wanning shook her head and smiled, "It shouldn't matter. However, her identity is not simple."

Huo Gang thought for a moment and agreed with Shangguan Wanning's view.

After all, which girl from an ordinary family can lead her men into the state government office? Moreover, yesterday her companions tried their best to maintain her, and it was obvious that she was the central figure.

"She is a Turkic, and she is also a member of the royal family."

"What?"

Huo Gang was a little shocked, and the scenes of the men in black fighting with the officers and soldiers last night immediately appeared in his mind.

At that time, he thought those people's martial arts skills were very strange.

The Turks were good at using scimitars. They held long swords last night, no wonder they looked so awkward.

"How did the lady see it?"

"There are marks of the Turkic royal family on her chest."

Shangguan Wanning has followed her father since she was a child and has a certain degree of understanding of neighboring countries around the country.

"Why did the Turkic royal family take the risk of sneaking into the Central Plains and sneak into the prefect's office?"

Huo Gang became even more curious.

Shangguan Wanning was thinking, and she remembered the current situation at the border. "I'm afraid... there are still many inside stories that we don't know."

It is of great importance, Shangguan Wanning dared not relax at all.

Late at night, it started drizzling in the sky. The evening breeze mixed with rain blew into the windowsill, wetting the table, and the jumping candlelight stretched the figure in the room.

Mu Jingrui looked at the record book in front of him that was monitoring the Ling family, and frowned from time to time.

"Come."

"Sir, what are your instructions?"

"Go and call the butler."

Soon, the housekeeper hurried in, his hair wet with the rain and his face was a little panic.

Mu Jingrui rarely takes the initiative to look for him when he is not on duty.

"Sir." The housekeeper bowed and bowed.

Mu Jingrui pushed the notebook in front of him to the butler with a serious expression and asked: "According to the records of spies who monitor the Ling family's daily life, people come to the Ling family to collect night fragrance and sausage late at night, and the quantity ranges from eight barrels to ten.

There are different buckets.”

"But every seven or eight days, one less barrel is sent back. Have you ever checked why?"

The housekeeper was shocked. He had read the record several times before handing it to Mu Jingrui, filtering and investigating suspicious situations. However, he ignored the problem that Mu Jingrui said.

"This..." The butler's forehead was already sweating coldly, and he wiped it with his sleeve.

Seeing Mu Jingrui's eyes becoming sharper and sharper, he had no choice but to admit it helplessly. "Sorry, sir, I'll go check it now..."

Mu Jingrui looked at the butler's nervous look and frowned slightly.

He looked out the window and it was almost time to collect the water.

"I'll go there myself."

Mu Jingrui got up and walked behind the screen to change into a night-dressing dress. He didn't care that it was still raining outside, so he climbed over the wall and left his mansion.

When he arrived at the back door of the Ling family, the rain almost stopped.

The Ling family's servants were directing the person who collected the water to pour the water into the big bucket one by one.

Mu Jingrui counted and found that there were eight barrels in total.

However, another cart behind was empty.

After all the slurry was poured out, the two servants came out with a large bucket and placed it on the vacant cart.

The servant walked to the old man who was collecting the water and handed him two strings of copper coins.

"Lao Ding, Lao Plan."

Lao Ding inserted the tobacco pole around his waist, got on the cart, picked up the whip and drove away the mule.

"Ahem, don't worry. Old man, I haven't worried you before."

The two kids watched Lao Ding leave, exchanged glances with each other, and couldn't help laughing.

"This old guy is really stupid. We can make a fortune every time. Let's go and drink."

Mu Jingrui listened to the servant's words.

After everyone entered the backyard, Mu Jingrui chased Lao Ding's mule cart.

I saw Lao Ding send the collected sautum to the pig farm in the suburbs of the city, in exchange for some money, and put it in his close pocket with satisfaction.

"Hey, Lao Ding, isn't there a bucket?"

"Hehehe, don't move. It's not for you." Lao Ding hurriedly went forward to stop him.

The boss of the pig farm was very dissatisfied, and his tone became sarcastic. "What? Lao Ding, are you starting two businesses now?"

Lao Ding took a sip of dry tobacco, coughed a few times and said, "I don't have that ability. But, it's not filled with slurry, and I'm just taken out of the city by future generations."

After saying that, Lao Ding caught up with his mule and walked towards the wilderness outside the city.

Mu Jingrui kept following him secretly and saw him stopping in a deserted and secluded place, pulling out a hoe from under the cart to start digging a hole.

He is going to bury the barrel?

Lao Ding worked hard.

Because of the rain, the soil was a little muddy, and he complained while digging.

Suddenly, from the corner of his eyes, he saw a pair of slender legs next to him.

"ah!"

Lao Ding screamed in fear, sat on the ground with his butt, looked up at the tall masked man, a strong sense of oppression made him feel numb on his scalp.

"You, you... are you human or ghost?"

"I'm human. But you're about to be a ghost."

Mu Jingrui looked at Lao Ding condescendingly, and asked in a sharp voice: "What... is it pretending to be here?"

Lao Ding looked at the wooden barrel, trembling all over, unable to say a complete sentence.

"It seems that you won't cry until you see the coffin."

Mu Jingrui waved his palm and covered all the soil that Lao Ding dug up on him, revealing only the upper half of his body.

Lao Ding cried out in fear.

"Daxian, I...I don't know what is inside..."

Mu Jingrui's deep eyes were even more chilling.

In fact, he didn't have to say that he could tell if he opened it and looked at it.

"But...but...but I guess...it should be a corpse...I really haven't seen it before, and the hole in the bucket was sealed. They kept reminding me to bury the bucket together."

"How do you know?"

"One time, I saw blood seeping out from the barrel. I was scared at that time...so..."

Mu Jingrui pondered for a moment and slapped the wooden barrel with a palm.

Sure enough, a girl fell out of it.

The death was miserable and touching.

Lao Ding was so scared that he didn't dare to look at it, and kept muttering. "Sin! Sin!"

Mu Jingrui stood there without moving, his fists clenched, and his thoughts were filled with joy.

It turned out that the case continued to happen when they didn't know it. However, no one avenged the deceased.

"Daxian, please let me go. They were not killed by me..."

Of course Mu Jingrui knew.

"How many wooden barrels have you buried in total?"

"This is...the fourth."