"Why?"

Lin Mang stared at Lin Fu angrily, his eyes full of confusion.

Although Lin Fu has very little talent and doesn't practice martial arts very often and focuses more on self-cultivation, he has acquired the fourth level after more than ten years.

He could obviously dodge this knife.

With a hint of freedom in Lin Fu's eyes, he choked up and said: "Young Master..., it's me... who is greedy for family property, and I deserve to die."

After saying that, he was completely breathless and died.

[Ding, kill the acquired fourth-level warrior and gain energy points +150]

Lin Mang frowned, coveting family property?

This is just a fool's errand.

His family does have a small income, but his father is a kind-hearted person.

Moreover, he rarely made extra money during his reign.

Most of the money and food were used to help poor people, and their lives were not very prosperous.

Nowadays, the biggest assets of the family are the income from a few acres of thin farmland and some saved salary.

Apart from that, all that's left is the pension.

But the pension in the Ming Dynasty was really not that high. Even for someone like my father who had made meritorious service and was promoted, it was only ten taels.

A total of fifty taels of silver were all consumed just now.

The so-called energy of the system is exchanged for silver. One tael of silver and a little energy value.

But I didn't expect that you can get energy points by killing people.

Looking at the corpse on the ground, Lin Mang walked out of the room and sent someone to report the case to the government.

Instead of destroying the scene, we went to the courtyard.

No matter what is behind this, you still have to be strong.

If your martial arts skills are not high, it will be difficult to save your life.

"Keep improving!"

"Ding, congratulations to the host for breaking through the seventh level of acquired life!"

A warm current flowed through the body, and all the limbs and bones seemed to be lifted.

He pressed his index finger on the stone table, and soon it was half a finger deep.

Lin Mang couldn't help but have a smile in his eyes.

Iron cloth shirt has reached the level of small success, enough to not be afraid of ordinary swords.

At this moment, a group of police officers walked in outside the courtyard.

The leader was a dark-faced man with a rough and arrogant look, and a pair of particularly sharp eyes. He held a knife on his waist with one hand and walked down the mountain like a tiger.

At first glance, he looks like Lian Jiazi.

"Master Lin!" Tong Wu took the lead and said, cupping his fists.

Faced with the Jin Yiwei, they, the yamen policemen, dare not neglect them.

These people are all evil stars.

Lin Mang also stood up, clasped his fists and said, "May I ask this gentleman what his surname is?"

"Don't dare take it!"

"I, Tong Wu, am the shop owner of Yuanjiang City!"

Lin Mang noticed the token on Tong Wu's waist and said in surprise: "Master Tong is a six-door policeman?"

Tong Wu nodded.

The Six Doors is a secret organization that integrates martial arts masters, spies, detectives and killers.

Its responsibility is more to manage the martial arts world.

Of course, Jinyiwei also has this authority, but Jinyiwei is more responsible for supervising the officials and is responsible for the affairs of the court and officials.

After all, one is the emperor's personal army, while the other is the imperial court's organization that manages the world.

The imperial court belongs to the emperor, but the emperor does not belong to the imperial court.

Therefore, the authority between the two is also very different.

Tong Wu said bluntly: "Mr. Lin, someone came to report that there was a murder. I don't know what it is?"

"Alas." Lin Mang sighed softly, turned around and said, "Please come with me."

Soon, a group of people came to the inner hall. Lin Mang pointed to the corpse on the ground and said, "This is an old servant of my family. He poisoned me because he planned to steal the family's money. Later, when his deeds were exposed, he committed suicide out of fear of crime."

"Speaking of which, it's also a misfortune for my family."

Tong Wu stared sharply at the body on the ground and glanced around the room.

He quickly waved his hand and said: "Come here, take the body back."

He looked up at Lin Mang and said solemnly: "Master Lin, I will take this body back first."

"no problem."

…

Looking at the closed door, the few people following Tong Wu looked at each other.

"Sir, do we really want to investigate this matter?"

"What are you investigating?" Tong Wu said angrily: "How dare you interfere with Jin Yiwei's affairs? Just take the body back, throw it in the morgue for two days, and then cremate it."

Jinyiwei already has the right to kill first and then report later. No matter what the truth of this matter is, it actually doesn't matter.

What's more, judging from the traces at the scene, there were no signs of a fight, and the old slave also had martial arts skills, which is indeed more consistent with suicide.

As soon as the policemen from the Yamen left, Lin Mang stepped on the embroidered spring knife and strode towards the Baihu Office.

Jinyiwei has hundreds of households in various places, and within a hundred households, the highest position is naturally the master of the hundred households. There are two general banners under his command, and there are five small banners under each general banner. Under each small banner, there are

Ten royal guards.

In Jinyiwei, only by becoming a hundred households can one truly enter the middle class and have some say.

…

The Yuanjiang City Hundred Households House was built in a huge manor. It was once the residence of a wealthy businessman. After his property was confiscated due to smuggling, this place became the residence of the Hundred Household Houses.

Now after expansion, it is divided into three courtyards: east, west, north and west.

The north courtyard is where the offices of the Hundred Households are located, and the east and west courtyards are where the two general banners manage.

The west courtyard is where Lin Mang is.

Entering the west courtyard, in the huge martial arts training ground, a group of people are honing their martial arts skills.

Seeing Lin Mang coming, they all looked surprised.

I always feel that Lin Mang seems a little different today.

Everyone was not convinced by Lin Mang's little flag.

After all, the Jinyi Guards were first about martial arts strength and secondly about meritorious service and qualifications, but Lin Mang had neither.

In addition, Lin Mang came from the air, so it would be surprising if he could be convinced.

In the martial arts training ground, several people looked at Lin Mang standing outside and whispered to themselves: "Should we go there? After all, he is our boss."

Others can ignore it, but they can't.

A man practicing boxing next to him snorted slightly and punched the wooden post hard.

Several people's expressions changed slightly and they quickly shut up.

Wang Wei punched the wooden pile hard, his expression gloomy.

If Lin Mang hadn't airborne, this position of Xiaoqi should be his own.

Although Xiao Qi is at the lowest rank among the Imperial Guards, he is still an officer from the seventh rank.

Lin Mang narrowed his eyes and walked towards the dungeon with the Xiuchundao in his hand.

"That guy went to the dungeon."

"What's he doing in the dungeon?"

"Wait a minute, doesn't he want to interrogate those prisoners?"

Everyone was talking a lot.

Wang Wei's expression changed slightly, he pulled off his clothes and hurried towards the dungeon.

…
To be continued...