Why do I have so many masters?-Chapter 849 - 84 Wuxin’s Action (6000 words 2-in-1)_2
Chapter 849 -84 Wuxin’s Action (6000 words 2-in-1)_2
Truly, solitude is lonely…
Wang Anfeng’s heart was filled with one thought after another, which swiftly faded away.
Where did my pastries go?
An entire box of pastries was just on the table, how’s there only one piece left?!
But as an older brother, his duty compelled him to restrain himself, forcing out a smile and saying gently:
“No matter, if you want to eat, then eat.”
After all, there’s only one piece left…
Wang Anfeng glanced at the pastries as white as snow, and a thought arose in his heart.
Next time, I’ll write to Wuxin to send some more over.
If there are other flavors, that would be nice too…
……
Wuxin walked back to the Ministry of Punishment in Liangzhou City with a cold expression on his face.
Although he was only wearing white clothes and had not donned the seal, this renowned arrest officer from Heaven Capital City still made everyone at the Ministry of Punishment feel uneasy, automatically saluting him from afar, heads bowed down.
Only after this formidable figure had walked far away did they dare to raise their heads, turn back to look at that cold, straight back, and let out a long breath, realizing they were already drenched in cold sweat.
A middle-aged arrest officer with broad shoulders and long arms wiped his sweat, unable to stop sighing internally.
This is truly an unprovokable character…
Also an unprovokable harbinger of calamity.
In less than ten days, the once high-mighty governor of Liangzhou City had already been stripped of office and thrown into a moldy dungeon awaiting judgment. Judging by the events of the past few days, it’s likely the former first figure of Liangzhou City won’t meet a good end.
Not only that, but according to unofficial sources, many of those usually carrying an airs of nobility and high status in Liangzhou City had their weaknesses fall into the hands of this cold-faced officer, and now, one by one, they work with great apprehension and efficiency, more diligently than sows in heat, as if they’re changed men.
A vulgar thought crossed the officer’s mind, but he couldn’t even bring himself to smile.
The events in Liangzhou City over the past few days, like celestial anomalies, gate collapses, and vicious criminals breaching the city—incidents that wouldn’t even occur once in decades—happened one after another this time, making it inevitable for his mind to wander into idle thoughts.
He just didn’t know what matter was at hand this time.
Whenever there’s a major incident, while the citizens of the city might not suffer, it’s often the patrol officers and martial soldiers who sustain heavy losses. No one knows which day they might take a knife and fall to the ground, and sometimes one really doesn’t want to continue…
As he was pondering, a sound came from inside the room.
Immediately, a few experienced old arrest officers walked out. From their tense expressions, it was clear there was something urgent.
The middle-aged arrest officer took a deep breath, then steadied himself.
Then he watched as his aged superior approached him, and before the superior could speak, he took the initiative to salute, and the white-haired old martial soldier nodded, saying in a calm voice:
“Task has been assigned.”
“You take a team and come with me. The superiors command us to check out the Shan Yue Fang City, focusing on the gambling dens. Those small places where we usually don’t want to stir up trouble shouldn’t be overlooked. Anyplace involved with gambling, don’t leave a single one, arrest them all. The superiors want a thorough interrogation.”
The superiors naturally refer to Wuxin and Tie Lin.
The corner of the middle-aged arrest officer’s mouth twitched, feeling that those gamblers who can’t go a day without betting have hit the jackpot this time. To be personally interrogated by a renowned officer from Heaven Capital City is something even he, as a renowned officer, couldn’t help but feel a tinge of sympathy for the gamblers.
However, he was mostly pleased to see it happen. He had long wanted to arrest those folks and throw them into jail, but in the past, he couldn’t act due to superior orders and often complained privately after drinking. This time, with this formidable figure taking charge, it was as he wished, so he saluted, acknowledged the order, and turned to gather his men.
With just a turn around, he had gathered seven or eight burly martial soldiers with a fierce gaze. Yet, he was still unsatisfied, frowning as he loudly asked:
“Where’s Zhang Xiaoyu? Why is he not here?”
Someone in the crowd shouted back, “He said he caught a chill from eating crab and drinking wine yesterday and has been to the restroom eight times today. Who knows where he’s squatting now…”
The response elicited laughter from the group of martial soldiers. This batch of particularly bold and valiant soldiers, though brave, were somewhat unruly. The middle-aged officer only felt a headache, quietly scolded a few times, and then pointed to the innermost room of the Ministry of Punishment.
Due to mounting pressure, these usually crude and joking rough soldiers seemed to have their throats choked, and the noisy sounds abruptly stopped, looking at each other, coughed awkwardly, and became well-behaved.
The middle-aged officer admired silently, indeed the formidable figure being in charge could manage both the King Yan and the lesser demons altogether. He straightened his Waist Saber, saying:
“Since that brat Xiaoyu has got a bad stomach, we’re not taking him, lest he gets into a fight and has a bout of diarrhea in his pants, demoralizing us.”
There was a burst of laughter from the crowd.
The officer patted his Waist Saber with a clink, grinning fiercely, “Let’s go, this time we’re going to round up those damn bastards whose eyes are fixed on dice. If there’s still a bed available in our jail, I’ll stuff you in to fill it!”
Everyone clasped their hands in unison, responding loudly:
“Yes!”
Thus, on that day, the people on Shan Yue Fang streets witnessed a spectacular sight, with one patrol officer after another in Vermilion Clothes leading Great Qin martial soldiers rampaging through the streets, smashing down one gambling den after another like malignant tumors.
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