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Chapter 911 No Progress

When Li came to the bedroom where King Jing was staying, he saw Mo Fan standing motionlessly aside, and he felt dissatisfied and said impatiently.

When Mo Fan heard the sound, he bowed quietly and obediently left King Jing's side.

Before leaving, he looked back and took a last look at King Jing who was lying motionless on the bed. The outside world was in trouble and deceitful, but King Jing could only stay bedridden.

With worries and sighs, Mo Fan came outside Su Hao's door.

"Is there any new news recently?" Su Hao asked.

Mo Fan shook his head.

Su Hao frowned a little deeper. After finding a clue to a man with a mole between his eyebrows, there was no progress. The matter was unsolved for a day and the truth would continue to be buried under the water. Su Hao thought about it. Since there was no one to ask, there might be an answer on the scene.

"Follow me." Su Hao finished a cup of tea and hurried out.

"Where do you go?" Mo Fan asked.

"Investigation." Su Hao responded lightly.

Before leaving the residence of Prince Jing's Mansion, Su Hao asked for some questions. Who would go there together on that day? A servant said in a panic that he was there. Su Hao took the servant with him and asked the servant to lead the way ahead, and led the two of them along the way that Prince Jing walked through in the past and investigated the way.

Walking to the mountain road in the suburbs, the servants stammered with a look of distress: "When I arrived here that day, I stopped moving forward due to... due to accidents."

Su Hao looked back and forth on the rough mud, trying to find some clues from the mud road in the mountains.

As he continued to advance along the winding path, Su Hao faintly discovered a clear dark mark on the ground.

"Is this an oil stain?" Su Hao pinched the dust on the ground with his fingers. Perhaps after many days, the smell had long dissipated, but the greasy touch of his fingertips could still be felt.

The servant's face paled a little: "The specific location of the sunrise incident is here."

"I see."

Su Hao looked at the dark muddy field. There were obvious traces of treatment on the mud. It seemed that someone was afraid that the clue would be found, so he turned back to the scene afterwards, trying to hide all the traces.

Or because of the tight time during the treatment, I thought it was enough to cover it up, so I ignored the fact that the oil stains were exposed to the sun and vaporized and evaporated, and dark marks that could not be completely erased.

Su Hao raised his eyes, and there was a steep cliff next to his right hand, which was less than half a foot away.

This section of the road is the most dangerous section of the entire winding mountain road. On that day, someone must have spilled oil on this section of the road in advance. The carriage was passively moved, and it was stained with oil. The insidious purpose of causing the carriage to fall off the cliff due to slipping is obvious.

Mo Fan probably guessed what Su Hao was thinking now. Even if he didn't want to pour cold water on it, he felt that he had to remind him: "So what if the physical evidence is found? It's futile if you can't catch anyone."

"Well, let's go, go back to the city." Su Hao put some oil-dipped muddy mud into his pocket with a clean white cloth, and then took the two of them back together.

After returning to the city, Su Hao went to a place where the beggars gathered. Since they dared to collect money to destroy King Jing's carriage, it was also possible that the oil stains were also laid out in advance.

The confused servants and Mo Fan didn't know what Su Hao's inexplicable behavior was going to do, but they could only follow in silence.

At the place where the beggars gathered, they did not see the two beggars they had seen before. Su Hao frowned and thought, and inadvertently, two slightly familiar figures flashed by a corner.

Su Hao hurriedly chased him

After passing, it was true that it was the two beggars.

They did not return to the place where they rested, but instead looked at each other and looked at each other with a nervous look on their faces that they had to do something.

Following them, you will definitely find a breakthrough. This is Su Hao's sixth sense.

Following the two beggars quietly, Su Hao followed to a teahouse. The beggar and the waiter said a few words, and the two beggars were led to the private room.

"Tsk, the beggar went to the private room, it was indeed weird." Mo Fan continued to follow Su Hao without saying a word, and exclaimed unconsciously when he saw the beggar entering the private room.

Su Hao walked to the waiter and said, "Give me a private room."

"Okay, please come in!" The waiter diligently led the way and led the three of them to the private room. There were not many private rooms in this teahouse. Su Hao didn't need to speak out, so he entered the private room next to the beggar.

"Shh, don't even talk." Su Hao reminded him after taking his seat.

Soon after the silence, the sound of conversation came from the box next door.

"Master, what you asked us to do is complete."

Su Hao heard it, it was the beggar's coquettish sound.

"Well, has someone asked you about it recently?"

"Uh, that... the person from Prince Jing's Mansion asked."

With a stroke, the sharp and crisp sound of drawing the sword suddenly came. Su Hao was shocked and suddenly realized that a murder was happening in the box next door.

Mo Fan was usually silent, but at this moment he pressed Su Hao tightly: "Don't!"

Su Hao frowned. Before he could say anything, he heard the strange whimpering sound of the beggar before he died.

"Let's go!" Mo Fan heard the sound of footsteps passing through the door, and immediately let go of the hand that held Su Hao's shoulder and chased him out quickly.

Su was so angry that the two witnesses disappeared, but the tracking was even more urgent. Before he could accuse Mo Fan, he hurriedly followed him out.

"Ah! It's dead!" The waiter screamed from behind him,

Mo Fan followed the suspect behind him. When he just noticed that he was wearing a general's uniform, the suspect suddenly stopped. Mo Fan hurriedly hid in the mat beside him.

"General Huo, what's wrong?" asked the entourage beside the suspect.

The suspect looked back and looked at it, but did not capture the source of the weird feeling just now: "It's okay, let's go."

"General Huo?" Mo Fan heard this title, and the dark clouds were blocking his heart.

After Su Hao chased out of the box, he was a little later than Mo Fan. When he left the teahouse, he had to look for Mo Fan's figure.

When Mo Fan returned to the entrance of the teahouse, he saw Su Hao, and first held his fists and saluted, then said, "There is indeed a mole between the man's eyebrows. People around him call him General Huo."

"General Huo?" As Su Hao's confusion dissipated, even bigger dark clouds covered his heart.

General Huo is the military general who is favored by the emperor today. The carriage overturned and fell off the cliff must have been secretly ordered by the emperor to do General Huo.

Mo Fan looked up at the direction of the scorching sun, and after roughly calculating the time, he said to Su Hao: "Go back home, there are other things to deal with. If it is delayed, it is probably going to make others see Ni Duan."

"Yes." Su Hao responded with great worries and walked straight back to Prince Jing's Mansion.

Li sat next to King Jing, and the motionless King Jing asked her to take a look and feel uncomfortable. Fortunately, Su Hao was suffering in prison for her own son.

In the future, even if the child wakes up, Su Hao will have to keep it. If there is any more, Su Hao's life will be the second life of his child, Li was secretly thinking about it in his heart.

"Faojin, the medicine is ready." The maid brought a bowl of herbs into the dormitory and told Li Shi.

"Well, let it go, I will feed my son food and drink in person." Li responded, looking back, King Jing's still sleeping face was like a needle piercing her heart.

Su had not seen Prince Jing for several days. After returning to the mansion, he came to the bedroom where Prince Jing stayed, intending to take a look at Prince Jing.

"What are you doing?" Li was very unfriendly to Su Hao. When he saw Su Hao, he spoke in an impatient tone.

Su Hao sneered: "Since it's my brother, it's reasonable for me to take a look at it."

"Even if you do what you should do, you shouldn't spend this thought here, go out." Li said bluntly.

When Su Hao was speechless, urgent footsteps came from outside the door.

"Father Jin, the emperor sent a message and asked King Jing to come to the palace." The maid lowered her head and said.

Li looked at Su Hao with cold eyes: "Go and see what tricks the dog emperor wants to play."

Su Hao nodded, said nothing more, and left straight.

In the palace, there were several people in the hall talking in a serious manner. It was General Huo and his guards who showed their faces in Luoyang City a few days ago.

"What? He is still investigating the carriage?" The emperor frowned.

General Huo lowered his head slightly, looked up at the surprised emperor, and said lightly: "That is, the two beggars who arranged to destroy the carriage have been dealt with by the ministers, and the traces on the scene have also been covered up."

Upon hearing this, the emperor frowned even more, his eyes gloomy: "It seems that if King Jing doesn't investigate, he will not stop..."

"Report to the emperor, Prince Jing has arrived." Moral Decai broke in and hurriedly reported.

It was the emperor who passed the oral order that King Jing came to the palace to meet the saint, so he was not surprised to hear the news, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and no one knew what he was thinking.

"Call King Jing into the room and go to the imperial kitchen to arrange the dishes." The emperor waved his sleeves and went to the front hall.

Su Hao was thinking about what the emperor wanted to summon King Jing into the palace. King Jing was just acquitted and returned home. Now that he is summoned, he will not make things difficult for King Jing again so soon.

"Haha, Shang Qing is here, let's sit down." The emperor smiled and raised his hand to Su Hao and greeted him, "Come on, pour tea."

Su Hao forced a smile and stood up to salute the emperor.

Before he bowed his etiquette, the emperor raised his hand and made a stop gesture: "There are only you and I in the front hall here, and etiquette is spared. Besides, Prince Jing was innocent. Speaking of this, it was because I was careless, so Shang Qing suffered a little. I really felt indebted."

After hearing the emperor's words, Su Hao immediately understood the emperor's intention to call her here this time. It turned out to be a false comfort: "The emperor has the will, I will understand it."

"The imperial kitchen is preparing good wine and good food. I will have a cup of tea first and dinner together later. I will make you suffer. I am really sorry in my heart, so I can only make up for it with good wine and good food." The emperor had a fake smile on his face.

"Since it is the emperor's good intention, I will not refuse it," Su Hao also replied with a false smile and bowed to thank him. "But if the emperor really has this intention, I have a problem, and I may need the emperor to help me."
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