Spring comes to the desperate place

Chapter 438: Horse Racing in the City

"What happened? Why did you stop us all of a sudden?"

"That's right. I'm in a hurry to leave the city. This queue is taking ages."

"Can you please hurry up? I've been waiting for so long."

Faced with the urging of the crowd, the soldiers at several city gates were sweating profusely, but they did not dare to disobey the orders from their superiors. They could only yell loudly and ask everyone to wait.

"Everyone, please wait a moment. The higher-ups have issued an order that anyone leaving the city today must be strictly checked. Please cooperate. We will be returning to you soon."

Everyone was groaning, but they didn't dare to resist. They just complained a few words and lined up obediently.

Because the main inspection is for adults with children, and vehicles that can carry people such as horse-drawn carriages and ox-drawn carts, it is not so strict for ordinary people traveling alone. After confirming that the household registration and road permit are correct, they will be allowed to pass. The queue is not as slow as imagined.

At this time, Song Chunlin had searched all the vehicles and horses around that might be hiding people, but he did not find any trace of the young master. He wondered if they had hidden the person on the spot?

No, the probability of being exposed if hiding in the city is too high. These people must be trying to find a way out of the city, so Song Chunlin focused his attention on the adults holding children and those carrying backpacks. The little prince was only five years old and could be stuffed into the backpack and taken away.

After Song Chunlin's carpet-style search, he first found the young master's clothes, which were thrown on the corner of the street like a rag. Song Chunlin went up to pick it up and found that the things that could prove the young master's identity were also missing. They must have been taken away by these people.

After finding the clothes, Song Chunlin continued riding his horse and strolling on the street, with his bow and arrow already slung on his back. He pushed his mental power to the extreme and finally found the place where the young master was hiding.

However, when he saw clearly where the young master was staying, he was horrified, because the little boy had his hands and feet tied and was huddled in a box in an extremely uncomfortable posture. Although the box had air holes, it was too small and covered with a layer of cloth. If the child stayed in such a place for a long time, something would definitely happen to him. Song Chunlin had already seen the painful expression on the child's face. He seemed to have been fed medicine and kept his eyes closed. He did not cry or make a fuss even though he was unwell.

"Damn bastards, how dare they treat a child like this!" Song Chunlin aimed in the direction and immediately spurred his horse towards that place, which was only three blocks away from him. These people could really run, and they ran so far in such a short time that they even had time to change the child's clothes.

"How dare you!" Following Song Chunlin's roar, several people in front of him quickly took action. They wanted to come over to stop Song Chunlin, but were shot dead on the spot by Song Chunlin. There were quite a few onlookers who screamed at the sight of this. Some people, not knowing what was going on, even wanted to come over to stop Song Chunlin, the 'murderer.'

Song Chunlin had no choice but to take out his token from his arms and signal to everyone.

"I am the sharpshooter who protects the country. Today I am investigating a case on the street and arresting a wanted criminal. Please move aside immediately to avoid any accidental injury."

When they heard him say he was investigating a case, some people hurried to hide aside, but there was still a small group of people who did not believe that Song Chunlin was a national sharpshooter and clamored to see his token for a closer look.

Song Chunlin sat on the horse, looking down at those people with murderous eyes. Those who were shouting felt as if their necks were strangled, and their backs felt cold. They dared not make a sound anymore.

Seeing that the surroundings had quieted down, Song Chunlin said coldly: "A token bestowed by the emperor, are you worthy to see it?"

At this moment, Song Chunlin perfectly lived up to the image of the powerful people he once despised, but the situation was urgent and he really had neither the energy nor the time to waste with these people. Seeing that the people with the prince had already run away, Song Chunlin was too lazy to care about these unruly people and began to chase them on horseback. Along the way, he did not forget to continue to bind the mental thread on the young prince to ensure that he would not lose him.

The man was carrying a box but still running very fast. In order to get rid of Song Chunlin, he took those small roads. The road was narrow and it was difficult for Song Chunlin to pass through on horseback. However, he had used his mental power to see through the other party's route. Seeing this, he did not linger and turned his horse's head to the main road on the other side. He caught up with the man not long after he ran out of the intersection.

"Damn it, why is this guy like a dog-skin plaster, I can't get rid of him no matter what." The man spat hurriedly, and then continued to look for a small road. Song Chunlin saw that they had arrived at the slums of the northern city. There was no way to take a detour here, so he got off the horse without hesitation. He patted the horse's butt, and the horse would return to the marquis' mansion by itself.

The man had been running for so long with the young master on his back and was actually exhausted. Song Chunlin was chasing him closely from behind. His physical strength was much better than this man's, so the distance between them narrowed a lot in a short time. The man kept cursing Song Chunlin in his heart, and his hands were not idle either. He kept pushing down everything around him that he could push down, trying to create some obstacles for Song Chunlin.

At first, he did cause some trouble to Song Chunlin. After being blocked several times, Song Chunlin had to summon his own mutated plants and use them to fix the debris on the roadside to prevent the man from pushing it down.

Seeing that there was a road ahead, Song Chunlin gritted his teeth and kept urging his supernatural powers. Finally, he found an opportunity to let the mutant vines run in front of the man. The vines directly tied the man around the waist, and the man fell directly to the ground, and the box behind him also fell to the ground. The wooden box hit a stone and opened, revealing a small hand of the young master.

Song Chunlin hurried forward and took the child out of the box. The mutant vines strangled the man unconscious. Song Chunlin kicked the man hard several times, but still felt unsatisfied. He opened his mouth and checked. Sure enough, he found a small black lump on his back teeth, which should be the poison hidden in advance.

Song Chunlin suppressed his nausea and pried the poison out with a stick. He did not forget to put the poison away and hand it over to the Ministry of Justice for investigation later.

The little prince in his arms had taken some medicine and was in a daze. No matter how Song Chunlin called him, he didn't respond.

After checking, he found that apart from being a little unconscious, he also had some bruises on his body, but there was no major problem. After Song Chunlin confirmed that the young master was safe, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.