Red Heart Survey

After sending Hu Shaomeng away, Jiang Wang reconvened the crowd and announced that the mine would be postponed for half a year until the veins were completely exhausted.

As the envoy of the Chongxuan family, he essentially became the immediate boss of these people.

Except for Hu Guanshi's obvious happiness, the other two extraordinary monks responded very flatly.

Zhang Hai was obviously a little uneasy, probably because he didn't dare to propose to leave for the time being considering his elixir and Jiang Wang's prestige. On the other hand, he still looked like he was going to die.

To be honest, Jiang Wang didn't want any of these two people. But the bottom of his hand is really naked, so he can only make do with his nose.

As Chong Xuansheng said, everyone has his usage and value.

More valuable extraordinary monks will not come to work in this kind of mine.

The two extraordinary monks left one after another, leaving only Manager Hu and the maid Xiaoxiao in the room.

Jiang Wang was about to tell Manager Hu a few words, when the maid Xiao Xiao suddenly said, "Master, there is something I don't know if you still remember? There is something wrong with the jar of tiger bone wine in your room."

Jiang Wang glanced at her: "You wrote that note?"

Little Xiaoxin tensed up, and lowered his head: "Yes. Slave... I learned some characters when I was young."

"How do you know there's something wrong with the wine?" Jiang Wang asked.

"I just know Ge Heng's temper. If you offend him, he will definitely treat you badly."

At this time, Guanshi Hu fell to his knees with a thud: "Master Messenger, is there any poison in the wine, is it poisonous? The poisoned wine has been exchanged!"

It solved the doubts, although this answer is of no value.

"You don't have to kneel." Jiang Wang stretched out his hand to help him up: "What's the specific situation, can you tell me?"

"Master Ge, no, the bastard surnamed Ge has a small heart. He wanted to teach the adults a lesson, so he poisoned the wine and forced him to give it to him. He dare not refuse it, let alone say it!"

Manager Hu kept wiping his sweat, fearfully: "Eh, I can only change it secretly. When he asked, he said that maybe you don't drink."

As he spoke, he knelt down again.

Jiang Wang waved his hand, making him unable to kneel down. "You changed the poisoned wine, what's your crime? I should thank you for your care."

"Don't dare, don't dare."

Looking at the little old man's submissiveness, Jiang Wang sighed in his heart.

He didn't force Manager Hu to treat him peacefully after learning his identity, which was unrealistic after all.

"Don't think too much. You are still in charge of the mine. What you did before and what you do now, just maintain the status quo." He directly ordered: "I only control the direction, not in charge of specific affairs, understand ?"

Manager Hu had a solid foundation in his heart, and his feet became more stable: "I understand, I understand."

"By the way." Jiang Wang thought of something: "Are you really Hu Shaomeng's uncle from the same family?"

"It's not true." Manager Hu said with some embarrassment: "But he hasn't been close to us since he was a child. It's also a matter of trying to get in touch with each other, for fear that monks and gentlemen will look down on them..."

"Understood."

Jiang Wang replied with an understanding smile and left with Xiao Xiao.

This little old man is very interesting, although forced by life, he is used to groveling. In his bones, he is a person who emphasizes self and dignity.

Don't underestimate anyone with an independent mind. Jiang Wang reminded himself like this.

For example, the altar of poisoned wine, if Xiao Xiao hadn't warned the police, and Manager Hu hadn't replaced the poisoned wine, the matter would probably have a different outcome.

Walking in the mine, Jiang Wang asked casually, "Do you hate him?"

Xiao Xiao didn't dare to hide it, and said frankly: "He recruited me here."

Jiang Wang didn't mind taking advantage of this kind of situation very much, and it's human nature to reciprocate kindness and hatred. It's just that this made him realize more clearly that everyone has their own demands, even if she is just a mere maid at this time.

"Xie Hao didn't leave, but was killed by Hu Shaomeng." Jiang Wang turned and said, "Maybe, what he said to you was sincere."

Xiao Xiao followed behind, walking silently. After being silent for a while, he said: "It's strange to say that I wished that he died for a while, the worse the better. I didn't find out until he really died. I would rather he lied to me than he was A vile man, a heartless man. As long as he lives."

She didn't appear very sad, but she was a little confused: "Master, you are an extraordinary person, tell me, why do people behave like this?"

"People are like this." Jiang Wang said.

...

Ge Heng is dead.

He was beaten to death by angry miners.

No one remembered who fell first. After a long period of punching and kicking, Ge Heng was already lying on the ground motionless.

The crowd dispersed.

Xiao Cui's body was buried by people.

The miners are good at digging pits, and they chose a place with a good view.

And Ge Heng's body was lying alone in the yard.

It was suggested that he be burned in the furnace, but no one wanted to carry his body, so nothing happened.

Ge Heng's death was not difficult. Firstly, his crimes were undeniable, and secondly, he died out of righteous indignation. Thirdly, this place belongs to Qingyang Town, and the case ends with Hu You, the head of the pavilion.

After he reported to Jiacheng, Jiacheng generally would not make things difficult.

At this moment, everyone had dispersed, and Shuan Zi stood alone outside the yard, wondering what he was thinking.

Jiang Wang walked over, threw a ball of fireworks, and burned Ge Heng's body to ashes.

After he left Ge Heng here, he had already anticipated this scene, so there was nothing surprising about it. Burning the corpse was just to avoid hidden dangers such as plague.

"That's right." He said to Shuanzi: "What did you see the day Hu Shaomeng killed Xie Hao? Tell me everything you know, don't be afraid, I guarantee your safety."

Huahai is not a special interrogation technique, Jiang Wang just used the hallucinogenic effect to guide it a little.

Now that the authority has been established, it is better to get straight to the point, Shuanzi dare not hide any more.

When asking this question, Jiang Wang mainly wanted to learn about Hu Shaomeng's fighting style in advance, so that he could be targeted.

Unexpectedly, Shuanzi was stunned for a moment: "I didn't see Hu Shaomeng killing Xie Hao."

Only then did Jiang Wang realize that he might be wrong.

"Then who did you see him kill?"

Jiang Wang asked eagerly. Shuanzi swallowed nervously, and said timidly, "One, a miner. Just one slap, and his head was gone. I was squatting there for convenience, so I didn't dare to make a sound."

"Is it the miner who saw the sheep in the mine?" Jiang Wang asked.

"I don't know. There are many people in the mine. Some people come and go. I don't know him."

Although Shuanzi couldn't be sure, Jiang Wang was sure in his heart.

Because these two things are too coincidental.

No matter how Hu Shaomeng is a disciple of a famous sect, he still wouldn't go around killing people blatantly. There must be a reason for killing.

only……

The worker saw a sheep strangely in the mine.

But Hu Shaomeng killed him.

What does this mean?

sheep, sheep.

Jiang Wang vaguely caught something.

Qingyang Town!

"Xiao Xiao, you go back first. I'll go to the mine to have a look,"

Jiang Wang hurriedly dropped a sentence, then turned and walked towards the mine.

In his capacity, naturally no one stopped him.

The miners wondered why he entered the mine in person, but they dared not ask.

After years of excavation, the mine has been extended in all directions, almost hollowing out the mountainside.

The inside of the cave is dark, getting darker as you go in.

Although Chongxuan's family is rich and powerful, it is not enough to equip the miners with hanging lights.

Oil lamps are basically used for lighting in the mines.

Of course, for Jiang Wang, a flame flower is enough.

Go deeper and deeper, deeper and quieter. The footsteps on the ground echoed hollowly.

Jiang Wang didn't know what he was looking for, he just pretended to be looking for something.

He knew that the news would reach Hu Shaomeng's ears.

He's waiting for possible clues.

Or, Hu Shaomeng's reaction.