Chapter 771 Successfully Captured

Qin Feng squinted his eyes and looked at the looming village ahead, feeling an indescribable expectation in his heart.

He frowned slightly, and the scene described by Song Shuwen kept reappearing in his mind, secretly wondering whether this village was really the village near the incident site they were looking for.

"Do you think this is the place we are looking for?" a secret guard asked in a low voice, with a trace of doubt in his eyes.

Qin Feng pondered for a moment and said in a deep voice: "Whether it is true or not, we have to check it out. We have spent so much trouble to find this village, and we must not let go of any clues easily."

Several secret guards nodded one after another, with determined expressions on their faces.

They walked cautiously toward the village, taking every step with extreme caution.

Qin Feng and his secret guards stood in the yard of Song Dabao's house, and several figures appeared quietly like ghosts.

Song Dabao was basking in the sun leisurely, but suddenly his eyes widened when he saw the people in front of him, his face full of astonishment.

He rubbed his eyes vigorously and muttered to himself: "Am I dreaming? Why do so many people suddenly appear?"

Qin Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and looked Song Dabao up and down.

His expression was stern, and his eyes revealed a kind of majesty.

"Are you Song Dabao?" Qin Feng's voice was low and powerful.

Song Dabao was shocked by Qin Feng's momentum, and an inexplicable fear surged in his heart. He stuttered and replied: "Yes...yes, I am Song Dabao. You...who are you?"

Qin Feng did not answer his question immediately, but continued to examine him.

"I heard that your mother just passed away?"

When Song Dabao heard this, his eyes dimmed instantly, with a sad look on his face.

"Yes, my mother just passed away, and in my heart..." He lowered his head slightly, his voice choked.

"We are here this time to inquire about important matters." Qin Feng's tone softened a little, "I hope you can answer truthfully."

Song Dabao raised his head and looked at Qin Feng and others doubtfully.

"What do you have to ask? I'm just an ordinary citizen."

Qin Feng took a step forward and stared at Song Dabao closely.

"Do you know a man named Song Shuwen?"

Song Dabao was slightly startled.

When Song Dabao heard Qin Feng mention Song Shuwen, his heart suddenly tightened and he was stunned for a moment.

"Are they here to take revenge on my brother?"

He thought to himself, with a look of panic on his face.

"No, I really don't know Song Shuwen." Song Dabao said quickly, his eyes full of panic.

His heart was pounding as if it was about to jump out of his throat.

Qin Feng frowned, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

He grabbed Song Dabao's collar and lifted him up.

"I'm warning you, you'd better tell the truth, or I'll kill you!" Qin Feng's voice was cold and stern, like a threat from hell.

Song Dabao was so frightened by Qin Feng's actions that his hands were trembling.

"Hero, spare your life, hero, spare your life! I really don't know Song Shuwen." He begged, his face as pale as paper.

Qin Feng stared at Song Dabao, trying to see any flaw in his expression. "Are you sure you don't know me? I'll give you another chance. If you still don't tell the truth, don't blame me for being rude."

Song Dabao's body trembled even more violently, and his heart was filled with fear.

But when he thought about his brother's safety, he gritted his teeth and insisted: "I really don't know him. Just let me go, a good man."

Qin Feng's eyes became colder and colder, and the corners of his mouth curved into a cruel arc.

"It seems that you won't tell the truth unless you use some means." He said slowly, his tone full of threats.

Song Dabao looked at Qin Feng in horror, his eyes full of despair.

Before he could react, Qin Feng began to torture him.

Severe pain instantly spread throughout Song Dabao's body. He was dying of pain, and his screams echoed in the yard.

"Ah! Spare me, I say, I say!" Song Dabao finally couldn't bear it anymore and shouted loudly.

His face was covered with sweat and his face was as pale as paper.

"I do know Song Shuwen. He also came to treat my mother, but in the end he couldn't bring her back to life." Song Dabao gasped, his voice weak.

Qin Feng stopped what he was doing and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Do you have another brother?" He stared at Song Dabao closely, waiting for his answer.

Song Dabao curled up in pain, his heart full of regret.

He knew he could no longer hide it.

"Yes, I have a brother," he whispered.

Qin Feng stared at Song Dabao with burning eyes, and shouted sternly: "Lead the way immediately! Otherwise, you will never see the sun tomorrow!"

Song Dabao's face showed hesitation, and his heart was full of fear and entanglement.

He knew that once his brother's secret was revealed, the consequences would be disastrous.

But the evil-looking person in front of him made him frightened.

He bit his lip and asked tentatively: "You...who are you?"

Qin Feng's eyes flashed, and he raised his hand without hesitation and slapped Song Dabao hard.

"Don't ask if you shouldn't ask! Lead the way!"

Song Dabao was slapped so hard that stars appeared in his eyes, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

He covered his cheeks, his eyes full of horror.

He knew that he had no way out and could only obey Qin Feng's orders.

Song Dabao's fear and doubt were intertwined, and he couldn't hold back and asked again: "You... Are you someone close to the prime minister?"

As soon as he said it, he regretted it because he saw Qin Feng's face darken instantly.

Qin Feng's eyes were wide open, and he raised his hand again without hesitation and slapped Song Dabao hard.

"I said, don't ask if you shouldn't ask! Why don't you remember it?"

Song Dabao was hit by this slap and saw stars in his eyes. The severe pain on his face almost made him cry out.

Helplessly, Song Dabao had to hang his head and walk in front obediently to lead the way.

His footsteps were heavy and slow, and every step seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

His heart was in turmoil, and he didn't know what fate would be waiting for him and his brother.

From time to time, he looked back at Qin Feng and others, and those ghost-like figures made him shudder.

He could only pray silently in his heart, hoping that everything would be safe.

Boss Song was sitting in the house, thinking about something in his heart.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open and Song Dabao walked in.

Boss Song frowned, with a puzzled look on his face.

"Didn't I tell you not to come to me casually? What are you doing here?"

Song Dabao's face was full of bitterness, he just sighed heavily, but didn't know where to start.

At this moment, several dark guards appeared quietly like ghosts.

Boss Song was startled, and his eyes instantly became alert.

He stood up quickly, and his hand unconsciously touched the weapon beside him.

"Who are you? Why are you here?" Boss Song asked sternly, his voice full of tension.

Qin Feng walked out of the dark guards and looked at Boss Song with a cold look.

"We are looking for you, of course, there is something important."

Boss Song looked at Qin Feng and others, secretly guessing their intentions in his heart.

Song Dabao had a sad face, tears welling up in his eyes, and said in a trembling voice: "Brother, I was also forced to do this! They almost tortured me to death."

His body was trembling slightly, his face was full of fear and grievance, as if he was still immersed in the previous fear.

When Boss Song heard this, his face suddenly became gloomy. He looked at Qin Feng viciously, with anger burning in his eyes.

"Are you Xi Yu's people?" His voice was like thunder.

Qin Feng had a blank expression and looked at Boss Song indifferently.

"You should have guessed it when we came here." His tone was flat, but revealed an unquestionable majesty.

Boss Song's heart sank, he knew that his guess was correct.

He clenched his teeth tightly, his heart was full of unwillingness and anger. "What on earth do you want to do?" There was a hint of despair in his voice.

Qin Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and said slowly: "We just want to know some things. As long as you cooperate, we won't make things difficult for you."

Boss Song's eyes were wide open, staring at Qin Feng and others fiercely, as if he wanted to eat them alive.

Qin Feng, however, looked calm and said slowly: "Good people have their own blessings, and God has eyes. The reason why we can find you Song brothers is because Song Shuwen is not dead. We followed the clues and found this place."

Boss Song's heart was even more shocked when he heard the news, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

"Song Shuwen is not dead? How is this possible?" He thought secretly in his heart, with an unbelievable expression on his face.

Qin Feng's eyes were stern, and he said in a tough tone: "Boss Song, hurry up and follow us, otherwise we will be rude to you."

Boss Song's anger was instantly ignited when he heard it.

He glared at Qin Feng and said loudly: "Why should I go with you?"

Qin Feng did not answer his question, but just looked at him coldly.

Seeing that Qin Feng didn't say anything, Boss Song waved his fist and rushed towards Qin Feng.

However, Boss Song was no match for the secret guards. The secret guards easily dodged his attack, then quickly attacked and knocked him to the ground.

Boss Song groaned in pain, his heart full of reluctance and anger.

Qin Feng looked at Boss Song who was knocked down, and a hint of irony appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Don't overestimate your own ability." He said contemptuously.

Half an hour later, Qin Feng brought Boss Song to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

He walked steadily, his expression was solemn, but there was a hint of expectation in his heart.

Entering the mansion, Qin Feng came to Xi Yu and saluted respectfully.

"Prime Minister, the mastermind behind the scenes has been arrested and is now being interrogated. I believe there will be a result."

Xi Yu heard this and showed a look of relief on his face.

He nodded slightly, looking at Qin Feng and others, his eyes full of admiration. "You have worked hard. You have made an indelible contribution to catching the mastermind this time."

Qin Feng bowed his head slightly and said modestly: "It is my honor to serve the Prime Minister."

Xi Yu stood up, walked to Qin Feng, and patted his shoulder.

"Interrogate him well and get to the bottom of the matter."

Qin Feng nodded solemnly, "I obey your order."

Wen Xuan hurried to the Prime Minister's Mansion, her face full of anxiety and expectation.

When she walked into the mansion and saw Xi Yu, Wen Xuan couldn't wait to ask: "Xi Yu, is your son not really dead?"

Her eyes were fixed on Xi Yu, and her heart was so nervous that it seemed as if a drum was beating non-stop.

Xi Yu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and asked, "How did you know?"

There was a hint of curiosity in his eyes, but also a bit of scrutiny.

Wenxuan breathed a sigh of relief, with a happy face on his face.

"It seems to be true." She said softly, and a big stone in her heart finally fell to the ground.

This is what Dongfang Hong said, and I also feel that it makes sense.

Xi Yu nodded slightly and looked at Wen Xuan.

"Since you have already guessed it, let me tell you the real situation. This is also to lure out the mastermind behind the scenes."

After hearing Xi Yu's words, Wenxuan felt a surge of complicated emotions in his heart.

She was both happy that Xi Yu's son did not really die, but also worried about the way Xi Yu took it.

"I was worried for a while, but I'm fine now. But it doesn't seem like a particularly good way to lead out the mastermind in this way."

"There is news about Song Shuwen, and now the mastermind behind the scenes has been caught. Song Shuwen agreed to accept more apprentices in the future, which is a good start."

Wenxuan stood aside, and when she heard the news, her eyes instantly lit up. There was an indescribable joy in her heart, as if a blooming flower was blooming in her heart.

"Great! My suggestion was adopted." Wenxuan said excitedly, his voice full of joy.

Xi Yu nodded slightly, with a satisfied smile on his face. "Yes, this is a good thing for us. I hope Song Shuwen can live up to expectations and cultivate more talents."

"In that case, it's time for me to leave."

Xiyu's expression was full of seriousness.

"But what should be kept secret should be kept secret now. Don't reveal it to anyone yet."

"I will definitely promise it," she said solemnly.

"However, it's okay to talk to Dongfangdong." He added.

Wenxuan nodded slightly.

On the other side, in Lin Dajiang's shop, Hu Lin was immersed in work.

He thought that he must do his job well and not make any mistakes, otherwise he would be reprimanded by the shopkeeper again.

A few days ago, shopkeeper Lin Dajiang came back.

Hu Lin heard the footsteps and looked at Lin Dajiang with a joyful smile on his face.

Lin Dajiang strode up to Hu Lin and said, "Hu Lin, I have good news for you. Although my nephew jumped off the cliff, he did not die."

Hu Lin was immediately happy for the shopkeeper. A sincere smile appeared on his face and he said: "Shopkeeper, this is really great!"

These days, Lin Dajiang has been in a state of extreme happiness.

But Hu Lin still reminded himself secretly that he could not relax his work just because the other party was happy.

But something happened this morning that made him unable to be happy.

The early morning sun shone softly on the earth, and Hu Lin carried a heavy load on his back.

As he walked hard, he mentally planned today's delivery task.

After walking for a long time, Hu Lin felt a little tired, so he stopped to rest at a place he passed.

As soon as he sat down, he heard several passers-by talking in low voices.

"Hey, have you heard? The relationship between Wenxuan from Youzhou College and the Prime Minister is not ordinary." A man with a face full of gossip said mysteriously.

"What's so unusual?" Another person immediately came over and asked curiously.

"Others greeted the Prime Minister respectfully when they saw him, but Wenxuan called the Prime Minister's name directly in front of everyone, and the Prime Minister actually accepted it calmly. Tsk tsk, maybe the two of them are having an affair." Then The man winked, his tone full of malicious speculation.

When Hu Lin heard these words, his face instantly darkened. His brows furrowed tightly, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

Hu Lin stood up suddenly and glared at the people who were discussing.

"Don't talk nonsense! Miss Wenxuan is not that kind of person!" He shouted loudly.

The passers-by were startled by Hu Lin's sudden outburst. They looked at Hu Lin in shock, with panic expressions on their faces.

"Who are you? How do you know Wenxuan is not that kind of person?" One of them asked bravely.

Hu Lin took a deep breath and tried to calm down his emotions.

"I...although I don't know Miss Wenxuan, I believe in her character. You can't slander others just based on some unfounded speculations."

Seeing Hu Lin's righteous words, those few people knew that they were wrong, so they stopped talking and dispersed in despair.

Hu Lin looked at their leaving figures, and the anger in his heart gradually subsided.

Hu Lin dragged his tired body back to the shop, and the words he heard on the road kept echoing in his mind.

He sat in the corner with a gloomy expression and a frown on his face.

"There is no smoke without fire. What if this thing is true?" Hu Lin pondered this sentence over and over in his mind.

The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he felt, and an indescribable sense of loss came over him.

"No wonder Wenxuan doesn't like me. It turns out that he likes the prime minister." Hu Lin's eyes showed pain and disappointment.

He recalled his deep affection for Wenxuan, but Wenxuan was always cold to him.

Now, he seemed to have found the reason, but this reason made him even more uncomfortable.

Hu Lin regarded Xi Yu as his love rival.

"The Prime Minister is so noble and has so many women, why do he still worry about the woman he loves?"

Hu Lin's face became very ugly, and his eyes were burning with anger.

Hu Lin sat silently with his heart full of sorrow, his thoughts in his heart were like a mess.

He kept weighing his situation in his mind, "After all, I am a small person, how can I compete with the prime minister for a woman?"

However, the next moment, he was tempted to go to Youzhou College to ask Wenxuan.

But soon, reason pulled him back.

"People are free to like whoever they want, why should I ask?"

He laughed at himself, thinking that he was really overestimating himself.

After a fierce ideological struggle, Hu Lin finally made up his mind.

"Yes, just tell her to pay attention to rumors."

Hu Lin stood up and tidied his clothes.

He asked Lin Dajiang for a leave.

Lin Dajiang, who was particularly happy these days, agreed.

Hu Lin walked towards Youzhou College. (End of this chapter)