Sword narration is painful in the world

So Leng Fengye hurriedly ran to Song Yu and said to him:

"Brother, do you think Mr. Hong will be fine? He hasn't gotten up yet. Let's go and have a look."

The two came to Hong Lingquan's residence. In order not to disturb the sleep of the people in the house, Song Yu poked a hole in the window lattice paper with her finger and looked into the house.

It didn't matter at this glance, he was almost frightened and almost sat on the ground.

On the bed where Hong Lingquan slept, there was nowhere to be seen. Half of the curtains had been lifted up, the quilt and pillows were thrown on the ground, and his boots were staggered.

After Song Yu turned pale with fright, knowing that something was wrong, she quickly kicked the door open and ran in with Leng Fengye.

They saw Xiaobao still asleep in the outer room. They called hard, but Xiaobao just didn't wake up.

When Song Yu smelled it, she discovered the smell of smoke in the house. She immediately understood that Xiaobao had been incense and had passed out, so she had someone give him the antidote.

They ran to the back room and took a look. Hong Lingquan's hat and clothes were still hanging on the hangers. The big seals were still intact, but the person was missing.

Leng Fengye was heartbroken and stamped his feet fiercely and said:

"I'm not the prefect's bodyguard. Now that Master Hong is missing, it's all my fault. I feel unworthy of the great trust my master has given me."

Leng Fengye and Song Yu found out that Hong Lingquan had been lost, and they were extremely anxious. They both blamed themselves for not protecting Master Hong as they did and for betraying Master Hong's trust.

Leng Fengye, whose whole body was burning, asked Song Yu urgently:

"Good brother, where do you think Mr. Hong will be?"

But at this moment, he asked Song Yu, who was Song Yu going to ask?

If he knew where Mr. Hong was, Song Yu would have gone looking for him long ago.

The strange things happening before our eyes are indeed unexpected and puzzling.

Who is it and why did he come to quietly steal Mr. Hong regardless of the tight security?

However, this person actually has such great courage and skill. He can come and go without a trace without anyone noticing, and his methods can be described as superb.

Song Yu Bi Jing has been wandering around the world for many years. After many experiences in the world, he quickly calmed down as usual. He observed carefully in the inner and outer rooms and then said:

"My dear brother, don't worry, Master Hong will not be in danger."

"Brother, how can I see you?"

"Look, there's not a trace of blood on the ground.

trace. "

Leng Fengye looked around and asked again:

"Then, who could have done this?"

"I think it was Yu Wuyang's accomplices who did it. Apart from them, who else can have no grudges against Mr. Hong?"

"Then what are they going to do?"

"Change of generals"

"Brother, how do you say this?" Leng Fengye asked in confusion.

"This is a logical thing," Song Yu speculated:

"You think, we have captured Yu Wuyang, how can those around him let it go? They must have wanted to visit the prison first, but to their surprise, they didn't find Yu Wuyang, so they came up with another plan, simply He kidnapped Mr. Hong, so he took advantage of our patrol to sneak into Mr. Hong's house, used incense to make Mr. Hong and Xiaobao unconscious, and then carried Mr. Hong away. "

"What is their purpose? Is it to kill you?" Leng Fengye interjected.

Song Yu paused for a long while and then said seriously:

"They probably want to use Mr. Hong to blackmail us and exchange people for the sake of exchange. If we don't agree to their request and dare to touch Yu Wuyang, then they may have to kill Mr. Hong with life for life and blood for blood. , But don’t worry, someone will definitely send us a letter within three days, and we will make plans then."

"Then what should we do?" Leng Fengye asked what else he wanted to ask, but was suddenly interrupted by a burst of chaotic footsteps.

I saw Xiao Jie, Li Tianyun, Master Gongzi and others swarming in.

Upon hearing the news of Mr. Hong's disappearance, everyone was immediately stunned and stunned.

Song Yu said hurriedly:

"Brothers, don't panic. It's important to find a way to save Mr. Hong. Regarding what happened, no one should talk nonsense. I can only say that Mr. Hong has been working hard all day long and is in poor health. He is currently in bed recovering from illness and refuses to meet anyone. Otherwise, people will be in panic, and the thieves will take the opportunity to cause trouble, and the situation will be difficult to deal with. We must immediately secretly inquire about Mr. Hong's whereabouts."

After hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement, but three days passed, and there was still no news from Mr. Hong, and no one could see anyone sending a letter.

Everyone suddenly felt at a loss. Some people felt that Song Yu's so-called change of generals seemed reasonable, but in fact it was not reasonable.

Who is it that can do this kind of thing, and what is the purpose?

No one can guess or figure it out.

On the fifth day, Song Yu was already sitting on pins and needles, frowning, shaking her head from time to time, pacing in the room, and sighing in the courtyard.

That day, Song Yu went to the street alone to take a look, and suddenly heard someone calling him:

"Song Yishi."

Song Yu hurriedly stopped and followed the voice: "Oh, it turns out to be Master, are you okay?"

"What do you think we should do? Mr. Hong's whereabouts are still unknown, and Yu Wuyang's case cannot be settled as soon as possible. People related to the case have repeatedly requested to meet Mr. Hong, and hope that they can be redressed."

"You can socialize with this matter first and talk about it later when Lord Hong comes back. In addition, I have something to ask you."

"Please tell me if you have anything to say. You're welcome."

"How long have you stayed in Huai'an Mansion?"

"I was born in Huai'an and I am fifty-eight years old this year."

"Oh, fifty-eight years, so how long have you been serving in the Yamen?"

"I entered the government to work at the age of eighteen, so it has been forty years. I have wasted my time and done nothing. I am really ashamed." After that, the master sighed again.

After a while, Song Yu asked again:

"So, do you know what's happening on the streets of Huai'an Prefecture?"

"I don't know, Brother Song, what kind of thing are you asking about? If someone marries a wife, gives birth to a daughter, and has children, then I dare not say that I know, but what is the name of which street and lane, which business name, and which inn are there?" Where, I can tell you clearly, I am still a living map."

"Then who took Master Hong away? Do you have any clues?"

"No."

"Think about whether the Four Tyrants would do something like this."

"No, among the four tyrants, Nan Batian has the best martial arts and the most power. However, as far as I know, since Nan Batian's ears were cut off by Leng Fengye and his prestige was ruined, they rarely come out to do evil. .”

"Who do you think can do such a thing?" Song Yu asked one after another, feeling disappointed in her heart.

"Alas" Master Grandson coughed lightly and said again:

"In the past few days, I have asked some good friends to look around, but so far I have found nothing, not a trace."

"Then according to what you said, Mr. Hong asked the Lord of Hell to call him. Do you know that there are some martial arts experts in this place?"

When the master's grandson heard this, he thought for a moment and said:

"Yes, there are. It's just that people are very responsible and never do such sneaky things."

When Song Yu heard this, he couldn't wait to ask:

"What is this person's name? Where does he live now?"