Chapter 172: Leave a hand

"The Regent's reaction was strange."

Song Baoling suddenly expressed his words. Upon hearing this, Jun Tingsheng stopped and turned to look at her: "Do you think so too?"

"Are you..."

The two looked at each other and immediately realized that they were not thinking too much, but that Jun Tianlin's reaction was originally suspicious.

"He seemed to know who was behind the scenes, but I can't be sure of that. It's possible that he just didn't get involved like we did."

"When thinking about it this way, his purpose of killing Tsun Niang is also suspicious. If you want to investigate the real murderer, Tsun Niang is the only person who has contacted the real murderer."

The more Song Baoling thought about it, the more she felt that this matter was strange. When she saw Jun Tingsheng's thoughtful look, she took the initiative to propose: "Why don't we go to Zhujian to find out what exactly?"

"Ling'er, this matter has nothing to do with you, so don't......"

"Only you know yourself and others can win every battle. If you want to deal with the Regent, it will be beneficial for you to understand his affairs."

Jun Tingsheng originally planned to investigate himself, but seeing that Song Baoling was determined, he had to take her with him.

By the way, the fire in the Tibetan Academy was so weird that it was burned overnight before it was destroyed. No matter what was inside, it was basically out of salvation.

There was still one hour before dawn, and Song Baoling was sleeping in the corner. When she woke up, vendors who were rushing to the morning market were surrounding them and pointing their fingers.

"Who is this? A lonely man and a widow hug in public, so shameless..."

Before Song Baoling could react, she was pulled into a warm embrace. When she subconsciously wanted to struggle, a familiar fragrance came from the tip of her nose.

"What are you looking at! Get out!"

Jun Tingsheng protected the people in his arms, staring at the onlookers with a fierce look, until they left cursingly, and then they took their hands and exposed them.

"Why didn't you wake me up at dawn?"

"You're so tired and want you to sleep a little longer."

Song Baoling got up from the ground and patted the dust on his dress, "Let's go, let's go to the Tibetan Academy to take a look."

Jun Tingsheng grabbed her hand, shook his head and advised, "Don't go, now there is a ruin, I think there will be no clue left."

"Is there any clue? I will only know after I go."

"But you are already very tired, why don't I take you home first, and then I will..."

"When you finish your work, I'm afraid that the clues left behind will be destroyed. Everything must be prioritized, so leave quickly."

Jun Tingsheng only found it a little funny when he was taught a lesson by someone ten years younger than him, but he complained unreasonably and followed obediently.

As expected, the academy that had been collected after a night was already in ruins. Song Baoling insisted on entering and looking for clues, but Jun Tingsheng couldn't persuade her and had to agree.

"Ling'er, be careful!"

When Song Baoling heard the sound, he looked up in Jun Tingsheng's gaze, and saw a beam falling straight down, and her body suddenly shook.

"Bang!"

As the beam hit the ground, Song Baoling stood beside him and widened his eyes. When he looked at Jun Tingsheng again, he was even more than that compared with the expression on Song Baoling's face.

"Ling'er, you...when did you learn light skills?"

Just as the beam fell, Jun Tingsheng watched Song Baoling teleport aside, and the whole process was just a blink of an eye.

Song Baoling looked at him blankly, then looked at the place where the beam fell, "Are we... standing there?"

Seeing Jun Tingsheng nodding and confirming, she was stunned, because she had no idea what was going on, and she felt that her life was at stake, and she suddenly felt a fever.

"What is that?"

Song Baoling noticed that there was an unburned piece of paper in the corner. She walked over and picked it up, but unfortunately there were only broken handwriting on it.

But why are these handwritings familiar?

"Ling'er, are you okay?"

Jun Tingsheng interrupted Song Baoling's thoughts. She put the paper in her arms and continued to search around, "It's okay, let's look for it separately, maybe there will be any clues."

The two searched in the ruins separately, but Jun Tingsheng was worried that it would collapse, so his eyes looked at Song Baoling from time to time.

“Um…”

A subtle sound came into your ears. Jun Tingsheng was stunned for a moment, and when he heard it carefully, there was no movement, and he thought he had heard it wrong.

But at this moment, he glanced at an arm, and when he approached, he realized that it was someone who was pressed under the stone slab.

"Ling'er, there is a corpse here."

In such a fire, and was pressed under the stone slab for several hours, I think there is no chance of survival.

When Song Baoling arrived, Jun Tingsheng had just moved the stone slab away. She squatted down and looked at it and was shocked. The man still had a trace of breath.

"What corpse? He is still alive. Get the person out."

Upon hearing this, Jun Tingsheng looked disbelief and hurriedly carried the person out of the ruins.

"Chai Liang, take a few people there and find any useful clues..."

At the door, Jun Tianlin, with his wounds, directed his subordinates to clean up the ruins. He turned his head and saw Song Baoling and the others coming out of it. His face suddenly became a little heavy.

"Why are you here?"

Song Baoling and Jun Tingsheng looked at each other, but they didn't expect Jun Tianlin to move so quickly. The man is still alive at the moment, so he can't know anything.

"By the prince, the little girl has been stubborn since she was a child, and the young master was not investigated clearly. The little girl really couldn't feel at ease, so she came to find out if there were any clues."

Speaking of this, Song Baoling spread his hands and sighed helplessly, "It's a pity that all of them are burnt down here and nothing is left."

Jun Tianlin didn't believe what she said at all, so he raised his chin and pointed at the person on Jun Tingsheng's shoulder: "That person, Honmaru is going to take him away."

"people?"

Song Baoling frowned in confusion, then chuckled helplessly, "Have you seen someone who can escape from the fire that has been burned all night? This is just a corpse."

As she said that, she walked to Jun Tingsheng and "Put down the body and show the prince."

Jun Tingsheng didn't know what she wanted to do, but he still put down the person carrying the shoulders as he spoke. During this period, Song Baoling also helped to support the man's upper body.

"If the prince doesn't believe it, he can check it himself."

Jun Tianlin ordered someone to come forward to check. After trying, his subordinates found that the person had no breath. After touching his neck, he still had no pulse.

"Go back to the prince, this person is indeed dead."

"It is the greatest death of a person, and this person is very pitiful. I beg the prince to allow his daughter to take him away for burial."

Unexpectedly, as soon as Song Baoling finished speaking, Jun Tianlin refused coldly: "Even if it is a corpse, I will take it away."

After watching Jun Tianlin arrange for someone to take the body away, Song Baoling and Jun Tingsheng looked at each other, then said goodbye to Jun Tianlin and left.

Because, they have more important things to do.

"If he doesn't bring the person back within half an hour, he will be out of his way."

Jun Tingsheng nodded seriously and sweared: "Leave this matter to me. You go to Xiangqi Tower first and meet in half an hour."
Chapter completed!