Hold the thick thighs tightly [My father is a traitor]

Chapter 811 Wang Cheng: ￣へ￣, the inseparable crime scene (1+2)

Wang Cheng was startled when he heard this and looked ahead in surprise. He saw a glaring pool of blood slowly flowing on the messy street.

He looked solemn and was about to get out of the car to check when two little kids rushed out from behind him, trying to overtake him and scramble to get out of the car first.

"My IOU is gone?" Xiao Yining said in disbelief.

Wang Gungun puffed up his cheeks angrily, "Serves him right! I told you he'd never be able to come up with five taels of silver in his lifetime, but he didn't believe me."

Wang Cheng: -`д?0?7-

The old man stretched out his long arm, grabbed a restless kid with one hand, and stuffed him back into the car. "Ayi, keep an eye on these two. I'll go check out the front."

Pei Yi held the golden finger in front of the two little ones who were about to make a move, "I don't know how long Brother Chengzi will be gone, there's nothing to worry about..."

The young man pulled out a thick medical book from his pocket and handed it over: "Identify the herbs!"

两小只：=?0?1?0?1?0?0?0?0(?6?7?4?0?6?7?6?4?0?1?0?3?0?3)，这人是魔鬼吧？出门还带书？

The carriage suddenly became quiet, and Wang Cheng outside also walked to Song Chengyou's body.

With just one glance, he knew that this person must have suffered inhuman torture in his life.

Song Chengyou's face was covered in bruises and purple, scarred and grimacing. His drooping pupils held a lingering sense of terror and despair. His ragged body was covered in bloody whip marks and bruises, leaving not a single undamaged area. In some places, the skin and flesh were ripped and uneven, as if someone had gouged out a piece of it alive.

Wang Cheng's indifferent gaze swept across the tattoo on his face, and then moved to his swollen and deformed fingers. All ten fingernails were missing, and the remaining flesh and blood was a mess, obviously they had been forcibly pulled out.

His brows were slightly furrowed, and a strange feeling surged in his heart. He squatted down, moved closer to Song Chengyou, and took another careful look. Wherever his hand touched, the skin was warm and soft, and the bones were all broken, with none of them intact.

While the old man was examining the corpse, a group of brave people quietly gathered around him and whispered.

One of the onlookers swallowed his saliva and asked calmly, "Sir, do you know this person?"

Wang Cheng slowly stood up, a look of just the right amount of confusion on his face. He nodded noncommittally, "This man does resemble a good friend of mine, but he calls himself Chen You. Besides, I haven't seen him for several days, and I don't know where he's been."

As soon as these words were spoken, the tense palpitations of the onlookers suddenly dissipated a little, and the noisy discussions immediately attacked the old man.

"Chen You? The tattoo on it says Song Chengyou. Could they be the same person?"

"This man suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and I don't know who he offended."

"Look at his appearance. It's obvious that this was done by someone with a deep hatred?"

"..."

Seeing that everyone was talking excitedly, Wang Cheng thought about quietly leaving the crowd and returning to the car.

At this moment, someone suddenly asked, "No, who is this Song Chengyou? Have you ever heard of this person?"

"This name is very familiar, I feel like I've heard it somewhere before."

"Isn't this Song Chengyou the eldest son of the Xuanping Marquis family? He's been dead for many years, so how come another Song Chengyou has appeared?"

"..."

The onlookers were all shocked, and some of them turned their eyes to Wang Cheng who was about to go out, stopped him, and asked about how he and Chen You met.

Wang Cheng: (￣_￣|||), if I had known this, I would not have gotten out of the car to check.

Fortunately, the old man was only questioned twice before the sound of neat and powerful footsteps could be heard not far away, accompanied by a loud shout: "What are you doing? Make way for the Jingzhao Yin!"

As soon as the words fell, the crowd of onlookers dispersed, formed a big circle, and separated into a path.

Jingzhao Yin Zhang Bufan walked in quickly with his youngest son, looking serious.

Zhang Liangchuan spotted Wang Cheng, who was about to take the opportunity to leave, and quickly greeted him, "Brother Wang, what a coincidence! We just said goodbye at Brother Lin's place, and now we meet again!"

Wang Cheng felt helpless and could only turn around and bow to him. "It is indeed fate, Brother Liangchuan. I have ordered someone to send your niece back to the mansion. Sister Qing is still waiting for me in the carriage. Let's talk again when we return to the academy."

Zhang Liangchuan glanced at the princess's carriage not far away and nodded reasonably.

The old man did not delay any longer and walked towards the carriage again.

However, what he did not expect was that two more people came after hearing the news and stopped him from leaving.

The Leng family father and son walked through the crowd, their eyes fell on the corpse in the middle, and their pupils shrank.

Leng Shuyu was so stunned that he exclaimed in disbelief: "Cousin?"

As soon as he said that, his father gave him a warning look.

Leng Shuyu was shocked to realize he had spoken out of turn, and a cold sweat suddenly broke out on his body. He hastily looked away, but inadvertently caught a glimpse of Wang Cheng walking towards the crowd. His brows suddenly knitted together, and he said in a stern tone, "Junior Brother Wang, why are you here?"

Wang Cheng: (￣ー￣*|||), it never ends!

The old man turned around for the second time and replied speechlessly, "Brother Leng, I was naturally passing by here. I heard something happened, so I came to take a look. I'm sure Brother Leng and Uncle Leng did the same."

Leng Shuyu:......

Leng Qingyin glanced at his talkative son with a hint of disdain and nodded slightly: "We did hear that something strange happened here, so we came to take a look. Nephew Wang has something else to do, so you can go first!"

Wang Cheng smiled back at him, turned around again and walked towards the carriage.

But at this moment, a concerned citizen suddenly emerged from the crowd and shouted, "Sir Jingzhao Yin, this prince cannot leave. He just said that this man looks very similar to his good friend Chen Youchang, and that man has been missing for many days."

Wang Cheng: ?8?9_?8?9

Zhang Bufan, who was leading the coroner to examine the body, heard this and quickly looked up and asked, "Master Wang, does your good friend really look like this person? How did you know him? And when did he disappear?"

After being asked three times in a row, the old man had no choice but to turn around again and answer truthfully: "Master Zhang, my good friend Chen You does look quite similar to this person. He came to Beijing two months ago to take the imperial examination. He is a distant relative of the Leng family and stayed at the Leng family across from my brother-in-law, so we got to know each other. As for when he disappeared..."

Having said this, Wang Cheng hesitated for a moment, then glanced at Leng Shuyu with embarrassment, seeming to be hesitant to speak.

Zhang Liangchuan immediately understood and asked, "Brother Wang, is this person's disappearance related to Senior Brother Leng?"

Wang Cheng sighed without denying it, with a look of helplessness on his face.

Hearing this, everyone's eyes turned to Leng Shuyu.

Leng Qingyin glanced at his son beside him and said calmly, "Yu'er, this matter concerns human life. Tell the truth and don't hide it."

Leng Shuyu clenched his hands quietly beneath his sleeves and replied, "Father, I don't know this man well. He often visits Scholar Qiu, and occasionally I take him there. But one day, I was taking him there as usual, but halfway through, he changed his mind and went to look for another candidate. Since then, I haven't seen him since."

As soon as these words fell, a hint of disappointment flashed across Leng Qingyin's eyes.

Even the onlookers found something interesting and questioned: "Didn't you just call this guy your cousin? Why are you saying you don't know him?"

Leng Shuyu suddenly choked, secretly regretting that he was in a panic and had made a mistake in his words, so he quickly opened his mouth to make amends.

But before he could even begin to speak, Wang Cheng kindly explained, "Big Brother, you may not know this, but my senior brother has always been very particular about etiquette. My friend is a relative of the third concubine, so strictly speaking, he's not a full-fledged relative of the Leng family. My senior brother was just being polite by addressing him."

The crowd of onlookers were fooled by the old man's few words and nodded in sudden enlightenment.

However, Leng Shuyu did not appreciate the old man's kindness. A cold look appeared in his eyes, and he looked at his father with a bit of shame.

After Wang Cheng finished his explanation, he calmly asked Zhang Bufan, "Master Zhang, I have told you everything I know. May I take my leave first?"

Zhang Bufan nodded in agreement. "Young Master Wang, please leave if you have anything else to do. If I have any questions, I will come and find you."

Then, he looked at Leng Shuyu and said solemnly, "Young Master Leng, if you have nothing else to do, please accompany me to the yamen. Although this man has Song Chengyou tattooed on his face, his true identity has yet to be verified. I would like to inquire about Chen You's behavior while at the residence of Grand Secretary Qiu."

Leng Shuyu suddenly felt unhappy and was about to refuse, but his father agreed on his behalf, "Master Zhang, you are too polite. This matter involves my Leng family, so we should go to the government office!"

us?

Zhang Bufan looked at Leng Qingyin calmly, nodded repeatedly, and ordered people to carry Song Chengyou's body back.

The crowd of onlookers then completely dispersed and continued with their daily lives.

At the corner, Xiao Yining's carriage was still parked. Wang Cheng lifted a corner of the curtain with his finger and watched Leng Shuyu leave with a gloomy face, with a hint of sneer on his lips.

"Uncle, everyone has left. Shouldn't we leave too?" Little Yining held the medical book in his hands, his face wrinkled, his tone full of despair.

Wang Cheng lowered the curtain cheerfully and stretched his arms. "It's unlucky here. Let's take another route."

Upon hearing this, the little kid immediately dropped the medical book in his hand, abandoned his fellow villager, and sat down next to the old man obediently, saying in a baby voice, "Uncle, you were just scared by the corpse. Let Qingjie pet your fur!"

Wang Gungun sneered disdainfully, then followed suit and came to the old man's side, saying in a flattering voice, "Uncle, I can help you get rid of your bad luck!"

Wang Cheng: ......

The old man looked at the kids squeezing in from both sides with a headache, and couldn't help but laugh and shook his head, putting down his hand and refusing: "No, you can just sit next to Ayi. The street where the acrobatics are performed is just ahead."

The two little ones looked at the boy opposite them in unison, and saw that he had picked up the medical book and was giving them a warm (devilish) smile.

They both shuddered and shook their heads hurriedly. As if they had agreed, they lifted the old man's hands, wrapped themselves in his arms, hugged the old man's waist tightly, and said in unison: "Uncle (little uncle), you need Qingjie'er (get out of here)!"

Pei Yi: ...

Wang Cheng: ＠(￣-￣)＠

The old man who was "held hostage" had no choice but to respond with a "yes".

The carriage turned around and slowly drove towards another deserted street. The curtain fluttered gently, revealing the handsome face of the old man, who was neither amused nor helpless.

Fortunately, the two little ones were both very good at being around people. When they heard the noise fade away and only the clear "clack clack" sound of wheels was left, they immediately let go of the old man, lifted the car curtains and looked at the street scene outside.

Unlike the street just now, the street here can only accommodate two carriages running side by side, and there are only a few passers-by. There is only one carriage and only a few shops on both sides. It can be said to be an anomaly in Yanjing, where every inch of land is valuable.

Little Yining took a few glances, then lowered the curtain with no interest, and asked in confusion, "Uncle, why is there so few people here?"

Wang Cheng glanced sideways outside and explained, "This side is the back door of a wealthy family, where most people come to do shopping. By this time, the servants have basically finished their masters' shopping. On the other side, these wealthy families bought land that they didn't like to make a fuss about, so there are few shops and few people."

The little kid said "Oh" in understanding, lifted the curtain again and looked around.

Just at this moment, the carriage in front suddenly stopped, and a familiar figure hurriedly got out of the carriage and walked towards the back door of a mansion.

At the same time, the driver's voice came from outside the carriage: "Princess, there is a carriage blocking the road ahead, and our carriage can't pass."

Xiao Yining retreated back into the carriage and said to Wang Cheng, "Uncle, that's Sister Shangguan's carriage. Sister Qing, look, she's getting off."

Wang Cheng also glanced at the unmarked carriage in front of him through the gap in the curtain. He lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then frowned and ordered the driver to take another road again.

Seeing this, Wang Gungun pinched his hands and hung his head, "It's over, I won't be able to watch the variety show today!"

As soon as he finished speaking, two unhappy voices sounded beside him.

"Get out of here and shut up!"

The little girl stood there in a daze as if struck by lightning, and then burst into tears.

Xiao Yining: o(╥﹏╥)o, she can’t watch the rare entertainment activities here!

Wang Cheng and Pei Yi glanced at the little boy with a hint of resentment, then looked at the little girl warmly, intending to coax her.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Xiao Yining heard the voice of Shangguan Ruyi talking to someone.

"Excuse me, sir, whose house is that door?"

"I only know that the man's name is Shangguan, but I don't know anything else. Why are you asking this, young lady?"

"I'm here looking for my cousin. I've asked around everywhere, but I've never heard of her name. I didn't ask about that family. Is the master of that family really named Shangguan?"

"Yes, young lady! But your cousin doesn't live in his family. Since Madam Shangguan passed away three years ago, there is only one old servant left to look after the house. The male master of that family probably felt nostalgic when he saw her, so he only comes here a few times a year."

Xiao Yining: ⊙▽⊙, awesome, my sister, is she here to catch her dad cheating?

The little girl sitting in the carriage suddenly opened her eyes wide, full of disbelief. She was even more impressed by Shangguan Ruyi's ability to discover her father's other home.

At this time, the carriage had turned around and was heading back the way it came. The little girl leaned out impatiently to look back.

Shangguan Ruyi was seen being supported by her maid, walking slowly towards her carriage.

Unexpectedly, after taking just a few steps, she fell forward due to exhaustion.

Xiao Yining was startled and hurriedly shouted, "Sister Shangguan, stop the car quickly, Sister Shangguan is dizzy!"

Two elders: -_-||, so that’s it!

Wang GunGun: ╮(﹀_﹀”)╭, I’ve never missed a fortune telling opportunity!