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Chapter 778 Su Wuming 77

Lu Lingfeng rolled his eyes and said unhappily, "Su Wuming, don't get carried away. Be careful of over-joyment leading to tragedy."

"No, no." Su Wuming smiled even more happily, turned his head and looked at Chu Hua affectionately.

"With Huan'er here, how could I be so happy that I end up in sorrow?"

Chu Hua felt a little embarrassed when he looked at her. Her cheeks flushed slightly and she said coquettishly, "Su Su, if you continue like this, I'm going to jump down."

"No, no, no, isn't it okay that I was wrong?" Su Wuming begged for mercy quickly, fearing that Chu Hua would really jump down.

Lu Lingfeng was speechless as he watched the two flirting. He couldn't help but complain, "Can you two pay attention to the impact? There are outsiders here."

Su Wuming and Chu Hua smiled at each other and tacitly ignored Lu Lingfeng's protest. Su Wuming continued to row the boat, and the boat slowly approached the island in the middle of the lake.

There was a gentle breeze on the lake, carrying a faint fragrance of lotus. On the island in the middle of the lake of Xie's house, the lights were bright, and the sound of stringed instruments was melodious and pleasant. Old Fei sat at the stern of the boat, sniffing his nose, and a faint smell of alcohol drifted into his nose.

"Boatman, have you been drinking?" Old Fei could smell that it was the boatman of Su Wuming's boat who had been drinking.

The boatman burped drunkenly and mumbled incoherently: "Dear guests, please sit tight. I am an old man... I am an excellent rower. I will keep... keep..."

Before he could finish his words, he burped again, releasing a strong smell that made Lao Fei cover his nose.

"My goodness, how much did you drink?" Old Fei pinched his nose, looking disgusted.

Su Wuming didn't say anything, but quietly pulled Chu Hua to his side to ensure her safety. Chu Hua looked at the drunk boatman, then at Su Wuming's nervous expression, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Susu, don't be so nervous. I think the boatman is drunk, but he's rowing pretty steadily."

Su Wuming felt relieved after hearing this, but he still stared at the boatman closely, fearing that he might make a mistake.

The boatman rowed unsteadily, and the boat drew a crooked track on the lake like a drunken snake.

"Father-in-law, please row slower. We are not in a hurry." Lu Lingfeng couldn't help but remind him.

But the boatman turned a deaf ear to the voice and hummed a tuneless tune to himself. He rowed the boat harder and harder, and the boat rocked more and more violently.

"Hey, hey, hey, take it easy!" Lu Lingfeng was so scared that his face changed.

Chu Huan was also a little scared and tightly grasped Su Wuming's sleeve. Seeing this, Su Wuming quickly comforted her: "Huan'er, don't be afraid, I'm here."

The boat slowly approached the shore. Su Wuming almost jumped onto the wooden board of the pavilion first, then turned around and nervously stretched out his hand to Chu Huan: "Huan'er, be careful."

Chu Hua was amused by his fearful look. She jumped lightly and landed steadily on the shore. She even teased him deliberately, "Su Su, you are too nervous. If someone didn't know, they would think I was going to jump into a fire pit."

Su Wuming finally breathed a sigh of relief, with a barely perceptible blush on his face: "Huan'er, I'm glad you're okay."

Lu Lingfeng and Pei Xijun also went up to the pavilion, and Lao Fei followed slowly behind.

"Sima Su..." When the governor saw Su Wuming, he immediately came forward with a smile on his face.

The governor rubbed his hands and pointed at a man with a big smile on his face: "Sima Su, this is the owner of the Xie Mansion, Mr. Xie."

Mr. Xie bowed and smiled: "I have long heard of the great name of Sima Su. It is a great honor to meet you today! I have prepared some wine. I hope Sima Su will do me the honor."

Su Wuming returned the greeting with a gentle tone: "Thank you for your courtesy..."

His eyes drifted towards Chu Huan, and seeing her looking at the layout of the pavilion with great interest, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.

The pavilion was decorated with colorful lights and filled with the sound of stringed instruments, creating a lively scene.

Not far away, a small boat slowly approached, with two scholars in red robes sitting on it, who stood out under the light. The boatman rowing the boat was the one who had just brought Su Wuming and the others here.

"The two people at the bow are my sons."

The boatman somehow swung the oars and swung them at the two scholars. The two scholars were caught off guard and fell into the water with a scream.

The boatman then raised his oars and hit them hard on the head.

Everyone was stunned by this sudden change. Mr. Xie, who was so cheerful just now, now had a frozen smile on his face, like a paper figure covered with starch. He pointed at the boatman with trembling hands and was speechless for a long time.

The boatman, as if possessed by a demon, repeatedly struck the two people with his oars, splashing water everywhere, mixed with the painful cries of the scholars for help. The bright red blood spread in the lake, like blooming red spider lilies, shocking to the eye.

Su Wuming frowned, he felt something was wrong. The boatman was ruthless and his moves were deadly, it didn't seem like an ordinary drunken rogue.

Seeing this, Lu Lingfeng jumped into the cold lake without thinking and swam quickly towards the two scholars who fell into the water.

Almost at the same time, Xie Bantou also reacted, jumped into the water, and paddled his arms vigorously to get closer to them.

But the distance was too far, and Lu Lingfeng and Xie Bantou were still swimming hard towards the two people who fell into the water. Seeing this, the boatman sneered and took out a bag of medicine powder from his arms, and swallowed it without thinking.

Then, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. The scarlet blood drew a terrible arc in the air, fell into the water, and quickly spread out.

The lake returned to calm, only the scarlet blood was still slowly spreading like an enchanting datura flower.

"What's going on?" Chu Hua exclaimed and subconsciously held Su Wuming's hand tightly.

Su Wuming held her hand with his backhand, feeling the coldness of her palm, and comforted her softly: "Don't be afraid, Huan'er, let's go and take a look."

Lu Lingfeng and Xie Bantou dragged the two scholars to the shore. They were already dead, their faces were blue and purple, their eyes were wide open, and their death was horrible.

"Old Fei!" Su Wuming hurriedly called Master Fei Ji over, but the two had already died.

Master Feiji squatted down, and probed the carotid artery of one of the Jinshi with his rough fingers. He flipped his eyelids again, shook his head, and said in a heavy tone: "It's hopeless. Both of them are dead. They acted quickly and cruelly. What a grudge."

Xie Gong was so frightened by this sudden incident that he collapsed to the ground, his face paler than paper money, his lips trembling, and he pointed at the boatman but could not utter a word.

Chu Hua looked at the bloody scene in front of her, and her stomach churned. Su Wuming felt her hand trembling a little, so he gently patted the back of her hand to comfort her.

The servants hurriedly carried the nearly unconscious Xie Gong into the pavilion. His face was pale, his eyes were lifeless, and he kept muttering "What an injustice, what an injustice" to himself.

Chu Hua turned her head away with some reluctance. No one could bear to witness her son's tragic death.

Su Wuming walked to the lake and carefully observed the lake water. The lake water was dyed red by blood and glowed strangely under the moonlight...

After investigating this case, it turned out to be related to He Shiqiaotu. The old servant and the two Jinshi were all on the Shiqiaotu, as were Lu Gongfu and Yan Yuanfu, two of the Four Masters of Nanzhou.

It seems that someone used the stone bridge map to kill people...

Lu Lingfeng and Su Wuming immediately sent people to protect all the living people on the stone bridge map, but unfortunately they were still a step too late.

When Xie Bantou and his men found the woodcutter in the picture of the stone bridge, they were only one step away. However, they didn't expect that the woodcutter seemed to have a sudden illness and was on the edge of the cliff, so he fell down.

Another person in the stone bridge map has died, and now only the remaining two of the Four Sons of Nanzhou are left, Zhong Boqi and Leng Ji.

Knowing that these cases are all related to the stone bridge map, the first person to die must be the key.

But Yan Yuanfu had already been buried, and the case was urgent, so Su Wuming went to find the governor and asked him to open the coffin and perform an autopsy.

When Governor Xiong heard that Su Wuming wanted to open the coffin for an autopsy, his body trembled violently. He didn't care that the tea spilled all over himself, and his face was full of fear.

"Sima Su, this... this is absolutely not allowed! Yan Yuanfu has been buried. Opening the coffin for an autopsy is against etiquette!"

Su Wuming's face was solemn, but his tone was extremely firm: "Governor Xiong, I know this action is against common sense, but now human life is at stake. As long as this case is not solved, the people of Nanzhou will not have peace. The cause of Yan Yuanfu's death may be hidden in his body. I hope you will sympathize with the people and allow me to open the coffin for an autopsy!"

Governor Xiong wiped the sweat from his forehead and continued to shake his head like a rattle.

The Chief Secretary said with a fake smile: "Sir Su, opening the coffin and conducting an autopsy is a big deal after all. It's a serious matter. Besides, Yan Yuanfu is already dead. Even if we find something, it won't help. It would be better to focus on hunting down the real murderer, wouldn't it?"

Su Wuming heard the hidden meaning in Changshi's words, which was clearly doubting his ability and thinking that he could not solve the case.

"You are wrong, Chief Secretary. There are many suspicious points in Yan Yuanfu's death. I must find out the truth before I can give an explanation to the people of Nanzhou. If I close the case hastily, won't the murderer go unpunished and become even more rampant in the future?"

The two men exchanged sharp words, neither of them giving in. Governor Xiong sat aside, beads of sweat dripping down his forehead.

Chu Hua watched the tense scene and felt anxious. She knew that Su Wuming was investigating the case, but Changshi's concerns were not without reason. If the coffin was really opened for an autopsy, it would surely cause an uproar, and things would probably become even more complicated.

Chu Huan couldn't understand why Su Wuming didn't do the autopsy secretly but instead reported it to the authorities. Perhaps this was the gentleman in Su Wuming's literary nature.

Chu Hua secretly complained in her heart, this pedantic guy, he had to be so open and aboveboard when solving a case, as if he was afraid that others wouldn't know.

"Sima Su, you are making far-fetched arguments!" The Chief Secretary was so angry that his beard stood up.

Su Wuming fought back without showing any weakness: "It's true that the dead are great, but the living also have the right to know! If we don't find out the truth, how can we comfort the spirits of the dead in heaven? How can we explain to the people of Nanzhou?"