Start with detective Li Yuanfang

Chapter 311 Take them all!

"The thieves will shrink their bones, and they can hide in places that ordinary people can't hide. Don't let go of every corner!"

"Yes!!"

After Li Yan entered the mansion, he issued an order to start a blanket search, relying on the large number of people.

It's not past noon, the sun is in the sky, and it's still early before nightfall, so there's no need to rush for a while, no matter how big the mansion is, just shrink it slowly.

This method of steadily shrinking the circle made the people in the inner house unbearable, Yang Zhirou walked out quickly, and before he got in front of him, he scolded: "Li Yuanfang, what are you doing?"

Holding the imperial edict, Li Yan looked at the household servant calmly: "Young servant Yang, Zheng Guang, a hundred riders from the Northern Yamen, testifies against you for plotting adultery, plotting a hundred riders, and committing chaos!"

"There is another report that you are harboring Silla thieves. You want to burn grain, destroy ships, and disrupt water transportation. The relationship is serious, and we have to investigate!"

"His Royal Highness has an edict here, may Minister Yang take a look at it?"

Yang Zhirou's heart sank when he heard Baiqi Zheng Sanlang's name, and his face changed even more when he got to the back: "The father of Zheng thief has a grudge with my Yang family, he is clearly slandering, as for the Silla thief, This official has never seen it before, this is bloody spouting, framing Zhongliang!"

Li Yandao: "Your Majesty Yang, please rest assured, His Royal Highness is benevolent, there is an order issued, if Yang Shilang suffers unjust injustice, it must be framed by thieves with ulterior motives, then I will investigate thoroughly!"

Yang Zhirou hurriedly said: "Your Highness the Crown Prince is wise, this is obviously a thief who has polluted me, with ulterior motives, ulterior motives!"

Li Yan didn't pay any attention to it, and moved forward at a gentle pace, looking for Yang Zaiwei's whereabouts.

This assassin is very powerful, if it is not dragged down by the injured Jin Zhizhao, who hides in the dark at night, it will be difficult for him to catch him.

So to be able to seal off the escape route in broad daylight, it is natural to win as much as possible.

The mansion is huge, with the front yard, main hall, side hall, and central hall. It took Li Yan and all the soldiers more than an hour to search these places.

In the end, only the inner house and the back garden remained.

The inner house is where the female relatives in the mansion live, and it is the most sensitive. The back garden has a complicated environment and many blind spots, so it is easy for experts to hide in it, and even move around to avoid searches.

Li Yan said to Anshen, who was leading the inner guard team: "Of the two thieves, the one with the best martial arts is more likely to hide in the garden than in the inner house. You surround the inner house, and I will go to the garden to search first."

Anshen took the lead: "Yes!"

When Li Yan came to the garden, he saw a deep courtyard, curved bridges and corridors, rockery springs, Fengge Luanlou, exquisite and gorgeous everywhere.

This is also the style of Luoyang, emphasizing exquisiteness and elegance. Compared with it, Chang'an architecture is more magnificent.

After looking at the complex structure, Li Yan ordered the soldiers to live around, and walked in alone, strolling in the corridor.

The sound of breathing went away, and he closed his eyes, as if he had returned to the Potala Palace, outside Zanpu's bedroom, the scene where he and Yang Zaiwei were probing each other and confronting each other fiercely in the dark.

That is the opportunity to open the ear consciousness. The reason why the cultivation of consciousness-only strength is so difficult is precisely because it not only requires extremely high comprehension, but also has to be supplemented by external pressure and stimulation.

It was the same at this time, Li Yan walked around the garden, moved his ears slightly, and sniffed his nose lightly, but he didn't hear Yang Zaiwei's breathing, nor did he smell his body.

If you can't find it, it doesn't mean you don't have it.

Li Yan knew very well that Yang Zaiwei had reached an extremely advanced level in the cultivation of the five senses, and if he really wanted to use all his strength, he would also have a chance to deceive himself.

Before, Yang Zaiwei was in the light and he was in the dark, but now the two sides are reversed, and the difficulty is also reversed.

But instead he got excited.

This kind of strong contest is the best moment to improve strength.

Ever since, he slowly closed his eyes and walked around in the garden.

The sky is high, the clouds are light, the birds are singing, the flowers are fragrant...

Even if you close your eyes and rely only on your senses, everything around you becomes clear, and a dynamic panorama floats in your mind.

Gradually, the scenery is gradually withdrawn, and through the appearance, the inner true meaning is faintly reached.

Suddenly, an inexplicable switch was turned on, like a burst of wisdom, or an intuition in the subconscious. Following this inexplicable induction, Li Yan walked to a certain place and stopped slowly. Down, open your eyes.

The branches and shadows were whirling under the tree, and the sun was shining brightly. His eyes were like torches, and he looked up at the tree: "Come down!"

There is no response from above.

Li Yan clasped his five fingers, and the chain knife around his waist suddenly came out of its sheath, and a white light like a horse slashed across.

The moment he drew his sword, a figure curled up on the tree, almost integrated with the branches due to the angle, also galloped down at lightning speed.

Yang Zaiwei fell to the ground and clenched his fists: "Li Yuanfang, how did you find me?"

Li Yan drew his sword, one move was stronger than the other, and at the same time he said: "To be honest, I don't know, it's a very strange feeling, I didn't hear your breathing clearly, and I didn't accurately Smells you, but just knows you're here..."

Yang Zaiwei dodged again and again, and was moved: "Sixth consciousness?"

Li Yan thought about it carefully, a little lost, but also a little excited: "Maybe, I can't feel that feeling at all now, it might really be the sixth sense! Thank you for hiding and giving me encouragement!"

Li Yan's thanks are not words, but actions. The light of the knife soars, bright and white, like a waterfall hitting directly, it slashes out wildly.

People are in good spirits on happy occasions, and the sword's momentum is faintly stronger than before.

On the other hand, Yang Zaiwei was clearly out of shape.

He couldn't directly hit the sharp edge of the knife, and was forced to struggle, so he could only rely on his ghostly body skills to dodge again and again.

This is not a matter of mentality, but of martial arts style.

What Yang Zaiwei is good at is the assassination in the dark, and the frontal fight in broad daylight, which is relatively weak.

Ever since, facing Li Yan's imposing attack, even though he gritted his teeth to support him, he only lasted for more than [-] moves, and blood was seen under the light of the knife.

After the first knife saw blood, the situation of the battle was almost one-sided.

When Li Yan put his sword back into its sheath, punched him, and slammed his posture, Yang Zaiwei, who was bloodstained all over his body, was caught by the force of capture, his back was pinched, and he was captured alive again.

He pursed his lips, closed his eyes, and lowered his head.

His skills are not as good as others, so there is no need to say more, but it is impossible for him to explain anything else.

Li Yan didn't ask at all, and carried Yang Zaiwei out of the garden, and let the inner guards completely lock him up with iron chains and shackles, and took him down.

Then he looked at the pale-faced Yang Zhirou beside him, and said, "Young Minister Yang, luckily, I caught a thief in the back garden."

Fortunately, it would be too much not to disgrace, Yang Zhirou tried hard to suppress the panic in his heart, his momentum had weakened a lot, he squeezed out a smile and said: "I didn't expect that there are thieves hiding in my house. Fortunately, Li Jiyi is aware of the details, otherwise my family members, I'm afraid And be harmed by it.”

Li Yan nodded and said, "Don't worry Yang Shilang, I will definitely find out all the hidden dangers, and now only the inner house is left...offended!"

When searching the mansions of senior officials, the inner house is undoubtedly the most sensitive place, because it involves female relatives.

If he dared to break into a wealthy family and search for the women's relatives without any evidence, Qiu Shenji was the only one who could bear the infamy.

With the person who identified him this time, and Yang Zaiwei being captured, Yang Zhirou couldn't come up with the excuses he had brewed before, so he could only follow Li Yan slightly staggeringly into the inner house.

After two hours of searching Yang Zaiwei, Yang Zhirou's wives, concubines and daughters had long been covered with veils, and they gathered together full of anxiety. Seeing the head of the family walk in, only husband Lang Aye yelled non-stop, with a sad voice .

Yang Zhirou rolled his eyes: "Since Li Jiyi wants to search, I'll ask them to take off the veil and check you one by one."

Li Yan looked at the servant of the household department, his tone became completely cold, and he waved his hand: "There is no need for that. Silla women are different from our Tang women in appearance, especially in demeanor. , it is difficult to imitate, and Yang Shilang's family members can be put in the final inspection."

All the female relatives breathed a sigh of relief, and Yang Zhirou's heart sank.

Because he heard the certainty in Li Yan's words.

Sure enough, Li Yan asked directly: "Is there anyone who is seriously ill in Yang Shilang's inner house?"

Yang Zhirou really wanted to say yes, but he just came to Luoyang not long ago, if any of his family members got sick, they would naturally stay in Chang'an's mansion, so why would he come here in such a hurry, he could only shake his head and say, "No."

Li Yan said: "Okay, then call all the servants in the inner house."

Not long after, hundreds of servants gathered, and more than half of the maidservants were all good-looking, agile in legs and feet, with their heads bowed, nervous and restless.

Li Yan asked: "The servants of Yang Shilang are all slaves, right?"

The desperation in Yang Zhirou's eyes could hardly be suppressed, but she still answered impeccably: "There should be some, but the manager of the house is forgetful, so there may be some omissions."

Li Yandao: "This is also a common situation. If you are a high-ranking family, the household registration of the servants is quite chaotic... Every ten of you line up, walk around the yard, and start walking quickly."

The servants were stunned and looked at each other, not knowing why.

Li Yan said coldly: "I suspect that the thief is hiding among you, but this thief was severely injured by me, and his injuries must not heal. He is no healthier than ordinary people, and you don't need to do anything else. If you are not sick, take two steps, go! Go! Go! "

The servants seemed to understand but did not dare to disobey their orders, and began to turn around the yard, at first they walked quickly, and gradually they approached a trot.

The onlookers were curious, could it be possible to catch the murderer in this way?

The answer will be revealed soon.

All these servants do physical work on weekdays, they get up early and work late, so the amount of exercise is naturally not a problem.

But someone can't stand it.

After only going around three times, there was a sound of exclamation, and the servants scattered away, revealing a Silla maidservant lying on the ground, vomiting blood again and again.

Li Yan looked over and smiled coldly: "Want to pretend to be a servant? It's so naive. Have you ever suffered so much?"

Jin Zhizhao's fingers trembled, his old injury recurred, and his face turned pale with anger: "Li Yuanfang! You! You!!"

She has just recovered from a serious injury, and she has just reached the point where she can stay in bed and move slowly. Compared with the elderly, her legs and feet are not as smooth. Now she is asked to run fast with the servants, and it takes less than three laps to show her true colors.

"Take it!"

Li Yan waved his hand, two inner guards stepped forward, set up Jin Zhizhao, and were about to drag him down.

But Li Yan said again: "Not only her, but also someone else."

The inner guard was stunned, and saw the majestic Li Jiyi looking at the trembling Yang Zhirou, and said coldly: "Drag this household servant, who is hiding a thief and conspiring, to me!!"

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