Although Zhou Heng's actions were a bit out of place, Zhang Fuling did not blame him because through his understanding of Zhou Heng, this person must have had some bad idea.

Sure enough, Zhou Heng said slowly:

"I gave him some secret techniques to Zhou Sizhi. I taught him some secret techniques. There are dozens of silver needles of various sizes, the longest one is half an arm long, piercing from the soles of the feet, and it is still sore and numb at the beginning, but indescribable pain in the later stage. As for what he has learned from other acupoints, he will definitely be able to speak well.

To murder the imperial court officials and their families and shoot the coachman, this is not a crime of beheading. Could it be that you are alone and have no relatives and friends? Do you want them to suffer along with them?"

The man's face disappeared from his previous decisive expression. Zhou Heng waved his hand to the side, pressing the boss of the Buxing and a few servants on both sides, and instantly realized that he had taken these people down.

Zhang Fuling stood behind Zhou Heng and tried his best to control his emotions.

He knew very well that Zhou Heng was doing psychological work. These people were clowns at the front desk and were controlled by others. If he didn't know this, it would be impossible to solve the problem if he caught one or ten.

The man looked at Zhang Fuling and Zhang Wanxun alertly, his eyes kept circulating between them.

Zhang Fuling raised his hand to Zhang Wanxun. Zhang Wanxun loosened the man's feet and reached out to pick him up from the ground. Zhang Fuling looked at the man.

"Do you know who I am?"

The man paused and nodded.

"Know."

Zhang Fuling squatted down and looked at the person in front of him.

"Do you know how I am?"

The man immediately lowered his eyes, and Zhang Wanxun raised his hand to try, but when Zhou Heng caught him, Zhang Fuling was not in a hurry, but just looked at the man.

"Since taking office, I, Zhang Fuling, have not been sorry for the official robe. I traced the real murderer for the people and did not fear power. Although I have made many enemies, I have no regrets. But the disaster is not as good as my family. I want to know who is going to kill my daughter?"

Zhou Heng looked at this kid. This man had no profound martial arts and no internal strength. He worked as a hard worker in this store. If he were really a killer, Zhou Heng would have stopped Zhang Fuling from saying anything, but this man did not look like him.

After waiting for a while, the man glanced at Zhang Fuling.

"I don't know that the carriage belongs to Mr. Zhang, I really don't know, otherwise I wouldn't have responded to this matter."

Zhang Wanxun was unmoved and grabbed the boy's collar and asked him to raise his head to look at him.

"Don't say I don't know, how did you receive the order? Could it be that you shot all the carriages and killed the coachman?"

The man quickly shook his head, "Of course not. Today, I received a note that said, half an hour later, a carriage with an iron plate with a letter of the word "Zhang" passed through. Red cherry blossoms would be hung on both sides of the carriage. My task was to quickly take the driver away from the injured."

Zhang Wanxun was pretty brainy and squatted directly in front of the boy.

"Okay, let's change the question, what's your name?"

"My name is Wang Lei."

"Where is the ancestral home?"

"The ancestral home should be Henan."

"Who gave you the order?"

Wang Lei shook his head, "I don't know, I was busy on the first floor at that time. I felt someone rubbing around me. Then I took my pocket and found this note. Then I looked at it and saw that there was no one else."

Zhang Fuling looked at Wang Lei's eyes and believed this.

In this way, basic information and key information can be answered simultaneously, and in general, you can tell the truth, and even if you lie, you can feel a different tone.

"Who arranged for you to come to the store? Who else can cooperate with you today?"

Wang Lei shook his head.

"We have been begging for food with our parents since childhood, and later we were taken to a workshop to work, and my parents and brothers were there. They would train us half-aged children according to their respective expertise.

However, once someone is selected, the person will be sold, and the parents and brothers will be placed in the city, just like ordinary people. We will wait for the subsequent tasks at any time. Of course, if we fail, our parents and brothers will be killed."

Zhou Heng approached, "Do you know where your parents and brothers are?"

Wang Lei pursed his lips and nodded, his face looking a little lonely.

"I know, but now... I'm afraid it's too late..."

Zhou Heng shook his head.

"How come you know it's too late if we don't go? If we save your family, I hope you will say something useful."

Wang Lei Monkey raised his head and quickly told an address.

Zhang Wanxun ordered someone to go there quickly in casual clothes.

A short while later, a yamen runner rushed back and said quickly as soon as he entered the second floor.

"The person is fine, he has brought him here, and now he is in the carriage downstairs."

Wang Lei's face couldn't help but feel joy. He turned over and knelt on the ground, kowtowing to Zhang Fuling.

"I don't remember anything else. At that time, my parents and my brothers were tricked into a very large farm. After that, my parents were forced to work, and my elder brother was taken away and not sent back. The farm was in Guojiagou, the suburbs of Beijing. There were mountains on all sides. On the south side was a mountain stream with water flowing down layer by layer. Everyone in the village called him Boss Chen."

Zhang Wanxun narrowed his eyes.

"Guojiagou? There is also a mountain stream on three sides. It seems that there is a Baiyan village in Miyun. It is called Shentangyu to the south of this village. The scenery is very beautiful, blending mountains, rivers, strange peaks, and strange rocks. However, because the roads are steep, few people are involved. There is only such a Baiyan village around, and there is no Guojia Village."

Zhou Heng didn’t know these places, but Zhang Wanxun was a local. If he knew, it would be correct, but how did Guojiazhuang come from?

Is it just to cover up?

What is the connection between Baiyan Village and Guojiazhuang?

Zhou Heng raised his head slightly and looked at Zhang Wanxun.

"Have you ever been to Baiyan Village?"

Zhang Wanxun nodded.

"I have been there but haven't entered. I have seen it from Shentangyu from afar. The village is surrounded by mountains, with a basin-like flat ground in the middle, and there is only a mountain pass to enter and exit."

Zhou Heng quickly asked:

"That means there are no two villages, but one village?"

Zhang Fuling narrowed his eyes, "After saying this, I remembered that Baiyan Village belongs to Miyun County, and Miyun is under the jurisdiction of Shuntian Prefecture. I have read Miyun's report before, but it is not a village called Guojiazhuang."

Wang Lei waved his hand quickly, "But we all call this. By the way, not only Chen's surname is Chen. Now if you think about it carefully, it seems that several managers are all surnamed Chen."

Zhang Wanxun was stunned for a moment, quickly reached Zhang Fuling's side and whispered:

"The hometown of Chen Qing, the governor of Shaanxi, seems to be Miyun. As for the specific location, this subordinate can go and inquire about it."

Zhang Fuling stopped and glanced at Wang Lei.

"How did you do it after you receive the order? Try to be careful."

Wang Lei was still kneeling, thought for a while, and said quickly:

"After receiving the note, I went upstairs. I happened to meet Dazhuang and the tray in my hand hung directly on his sleeve. I guess he ran away and didn't find his sleeves scratched.

I took the crossbow arrows and ropes I sent over before, hid on the roof, waiting for the arrival of the carriage. Two quarters of an hour later, the carriage came, and the necklace was very conspicuous. I got up and squatted on the roof, fired crossbow arrows at the coachman, and inserted it into the man's shoulder, and I pulled it hard.

After three sucking, I pulled the man onto the roof, but at this moment, the horse suddenly howled, and then rushed towards the front of Shitou Street. I quickly lay on the roof, and the noise was made underneath, and everyone in the cloth shop went out to watch the fun.

I looked at the coachman, and the man fainted as he watched. I cut the rope, put the remaining tools in a bag, threw them into the chimney on the rooftop on the north side, and then jumped to the platform. However, the shoes fell off and I saw that there was blood on the ground. I wiped them with a rag and then returned to the cloth shop.

As for the fear of the carriage, I really don't know."

Zhang Fuling nodded and signaled Zhang Wanxun to help the person up.

"This is not a place to stay for a long time. Baiyan Village still has to go there. As for whose ancestral home it is, we have to ask. If it is really Chen Qing, would the third prince also participate?"

Zhou Heng lowered his head and said nothing. When he looked up again, his eyes no longer had the previous doubts. He glanced at Zhang Wanxun. The latter instantly understood what that meant and quickly took Wang Lei down. Zhou Heng said.
Chapter completed!