He needs to eat.

"Are you Zhang Xing?"

I changed my career and became a corpse recorder for about an afternoon. After the energy in my body stabilized for a while, the inspection team sent by Jing'an Taiwan arrived. What was a little surprising was that the Zhu Shou who came was actually a

The person he met was none other than Xue Liang, who called Cao Lin his adoptive father that day.

"Hey, it's my subordinate." Zhang Xing, who was sitting at work under the corridor of Tianjie Street, quickly put down his paper and pen and stood up to salute with enthusiasm. "What are your orders from Xue Zhushou? Do you want to sit down to take shelter from the rain and drink tea?"

"Um...where are you, Inspector Bai? Or Deputy Inspector Hu?"

"

By the way, have you ever caught...a fugitive?"

Zhang Xing, who stayed at the zebra crossing where the corpses were placed for an hour, fully understood Xue Liang's hesitation, and he immediately answered sincerely:

"Reporting to Xue Zhushou, Inspector Bai is on the tower of the north city wall, ready to fly down at any time to help us kill people in the two workshops, while Deputy Inspector Hu is leading people to kill people in the workshops. He pointed me to do the paperwork here in preparation.

Taichung sent people to ask... As for the fugitives, we haven't caught the fugitives who escaped this time. We only caught Ma Kui, the 'Zongyun Sword' on Taichung's wanted list, but it was also broken. What kind of gang leader is there?

, who hid the armor privately and was also beheaded.”

"Let's not talk about Ma Kui... just tell me, what happened to these?" Xue Liang seemed too lazy to ask why he said 'broken', but couldn't wait to point to the 'corpse zebra crossing' and asked, his tone almost trembling.

, and I don’t know if it was an illusion, but the bay red horse under his crotch looked a little uneasy.

"Reporting to Xue Zhushou, this is the imperial edict, the Nanya Order, and the military order of our Zhongcheng. They all require us to thoroughly investigate the area we lead and ensure that the fugitives are found." Zhang Xing answered with his hands crossed, still explaining in detail,

Sincere attitude. "That's what we do, but the local gangs don't allow us to conduct a thorough investigation, and then offer a reward. People in the village say that if someone is harboring a fugitive, it must be those gangs... Xue Zhushou also knows that we patrol in vain

She has a bad temper and is loyal to the king, but her cousin is still responsible for this incident. She also has a sense of shame that the family is unfortunate, so she asked what if these gangs are harboring fugitives? What can be done?

Just take us and kill them. What should we do after we kill them? It’s not good to leave them in a shop to scare people, so just leave them outside..."

Xue Liang listened blankly, and finally took a long breath, then lowered his voice on the horse and leaned over to ask: "Is there a number?"

"What number?"

Zhang Xing was startled for a moment, but when the other party frowned, he immediately understood. Then he turned around and took out seven or eight forms that he had just filled out from the table and handed them over. "Yes, some... two square meters."

, a small population of 40,000, so far, a total of 127 people have been killed. These are all extremely vicious people who dare to openly resist the law with weapons. They are all displayed on the street, and the broken ones are put together as much as possible.

The person's name, guilt, gang affiliation, how he violently resisted the law, which comrade he risked his life to kill for, and how he killed them are all written here... There are more than 300 injured, all locked up on the cross street in the square.

, some people were seriously injured and couldn't hold on from time to time, and it's estimated that it will take about a day to kill before they are clean, so the list may still change and more will have to be added."

Xue Liang was silent for a while, and once again glanced at the neatly arranged corpses on the zebra crossing, he gasped for seven or eight times before reaching out to take the pile of papers. Then, he did not go to see Bai Yousi or look for it.

Instead, Hu Yan rode his horse northward in the rain and headed back to Jingantai as if he was flying.

ps: Happy New Year everyone.

By the way, I sacrifice a book:
Chapter completed!