Chapter 407 Autopsy
When the Red Lotus Cult revolted, their slogan was "Red Lotus Purifies the World." This purified world included many things, but the one that was most deeply rooted in people's hearts was to get rid of the corrupt officials who oppressed the people.
What the common people hate most are the petty officials who are closely related to them. Under normal circumstances, they will not encounter officials at that level, but under abnormal circumstances, the first official they encounter is basically an official related to criminal justice.
This kind of person has another name among the people: the living king of hell.
So when Zhao Yushu asked this question, Yang He's face looked extremely ugly. Zhu Huo looked at Zhao Yushu in surprise. He didn't expect that the high and mighty Mr. Six of the academy would say such a thing.
"The noodles are cold, let's eat first and don't waste food."
On the busy morning street, this clean noodle stall seemed to be trapped in another parallel dimension, with only the faint sound of slurping noodles and the occasional slurp of wine from Lao Zhao.
After the meal, Zhu Huo paid the bill. Although Yang He did not get any flaws out of Zhu Huo, he still brought Zhu Huo with him. No matter whether Zhu Xian had any ulterior motives or not, having his only son in his hands was always a huge deterrent to him.
"I say, Lao Yang, it always feels a bit strange for a few grown men to go shopping together, and I don't think we can lure anyone out just by wandering around like this."
Zhao Yushu stood with his hands behind his back, looking depressed.
He has a metaphysical physique. He gets tired when he goes shopping and sleepy when he enters a shopping mall. But if you let him play games or read novels, he can go without sleep for three days.
"Oh? Brother Zhao must have some good ideas?"
"What good ideas can I come up with? I'm just a reckless man. I can chop people, but I'm not good at using my brain. By the way, Comrade Xiaozhu, aren't you in charge of the investigation? You said that we have the power and the skills we need, and we have everything we need. If you were to make the arrangements, who would you attack first?"
Zhu Huo wanted to stab Zhao Yushu. Who should he attack? Didn't you see that Captain Yang next to him attacked me first?
"Well, actually, I have found some clues these days and confirmed that there is indeed such a man in black."
Thanks for the clue, confirming something everyone already knew.
Zhao Yushu and Yang He rolled their eyes together.
"Brother Zhao, you can also say something."
Yang He still refused to let Zhao Yushu go.
"If it were me, I would go and see the old helmsman's body."
Yang He narrowed his eyes: "Why?"
"A group of people suspected that I was the one who killed him. You know what weapon I used, right?"
"Brother Zhao's Shushan swordsmanship is world-famous. Oh, Shushan disciples don't leave the mountain easily, but our own signature swordsmanship has been made famous by a disciple from the academy."
Zhao Yushu touched his head, a little embarrassed: "It's not that amazing, but my comprehension is not good enough for me to practice well."
Yang He and Zhu Huo's foreheads twitched. How could this man be so immodest?
"So, I'm going to take a look at the old helmsman's body. If the other party wants to frame me, they must imitate my techniques. There shouldn't be many people in Yuezhou City who are able to imitate some of the Shushan swordsmanship."
Yang He was stunned, his eyes narrowed, as if he had thought of something: "Yes, there are indeed not many."
After a circle, Zhao Yushu returned to the door of the Honglian branch. He wanted to sneak in last night, but was discovered by Yang He. Today, Yang He personally brought him in. If he had known, he would have shown up last night and shouted: Mr. Yang, don't shoot, Lao Zhao asked me to give you a message.
The Yuezhou branch is not very big and is even a bit old. It was formerly a semi-abandoned City God Temple. The Red Lotus Sect Leader used this place as his base. He held a meeting in the yard with the first batch of hundreds of Red Lotus elders, and then he marched out in a mighty force.
After the Red Lotus Sect gained a foothold, someone proposed to renovate this place of great commemorative significance. The leader accepted half of the proposal and repaired it, including the leaky roof and the dilapidated courtyard wall, and that was it.
"Captain Yang, what is this?"
The three men walked into the hall, where the old helmsman's body was lying flat on a wooden platform. Two cultivators were shining with spiritual light, and they continuously injected spiritual power into a small formation carved on the wooden platform. Seeing Yang He coming in, a female cultivator with a puzzled look stood up.
"I want an autopsy."
Yang He was straightforward.
"Captain Yang, the coroner has checked and it is clear that he was stabbed in the heart by a long sword or something like that."
"Protector Zhou, things may have changed. It's okay to just take a look." Yang He was quite respectful to Protector Zhou, and there was no aggression in his words.
"Oh, never mind. Let the helmsman die knowingly."
Zhao Yushu looked at this Protector Zhou and suddenly asked, "Protector Zhou? Have we met before?"
Zhou Hufa glanced coldly at Mr. Liu, the most suspicious person in the academy, and said, "Mr. Liu is such a great man, how could he have met me?"
After saying that, he sat cross-legged on the ground again and continued to infuse spirit into the formation.
"Brother Zhao, why do you ask this?" Yang He was very alert. From the brief contact, he had discovered that Zhao Yushu seemed careless and talked nonsense on the surface, but his thoughts were extremely clear and he would not speak without purpose.
"Nothing. I'll ask the same question to another expert I meet. Just like you, bluffing."
Yang He's mouth twitched: "Okay, stop talking nonsense. Tell me how to test it."
Zhao Yushu walked around the wooden platform and said, "Well, you have to send someone to get my sword."
"what?"
"My weapon is the Cold Iron Sword given to me by Kunlun Zixiao Zhenren himself. Once you've seen you, you'll know how handy it is at killing people."
Yang He looked puzzled: "What do you want the sword for now?"
"Compare the wounds. Hurry up and don't waste time."
Yang He was about to call for help, but Zhu Huo raised his hand and said, "I'll go."
Zhao Yushu chuckled, "Are you still not giving up?"
Zhu Huo snorted, and after Yang He nodded, he ran out.
Yang He looked at Zhu Huo's back and touched his chin: "Is there something I don't know about this?"
"Men, stop being so gossipy. It's just a young boy's fantasy. It will be fine in two years."
Zhao Yushu pretended to be very mature and patted Yang He's shoulder, then sat down on the spot and looked at Zhou Hufa beside him: "But I always feel that he looks familiar, have we really never seen him before?"
After half an hour, Zhu Huo walked in with a gloomy face and a cold iron sword. Zhao Yushu took the sword and said with a grin, "You are frustrated, what are you trying to do? It's not like you don't have any good girls in the Red Lotus Sect."
Yang He grabbed the cold iron sword and drew it out of its sheath with a clang. "Good sword, but if you want to stab the old helmsman's body again, I have to refuse."
Zhao Yushu took the sword back and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? Bring me a piece of pork."