First Secret Agent in History

The upper body of Da Vinci No. 23 imitated the handwriting of Lord Mo Ye and Dean Zhu Tianfang, and used large seals painted with special paint.

Who is Leonardo da Vinci? What a divine painter.

There is no flaw in your forged sacred painting "Shangjing Zhongyuan Night", let alone a mere handwriting and a mere contract?

Yun Zhonghe pointed at the contract and said, "Look, look."

Zhu Tianfang, Wei Gong, and other important figures present took the contract from Yun Zhonghe's hand and examined it carefully.

City Master Mo Ye and Young Master Mo Qiu also came forward.

A group of people carefully identified each word.

result……

What a mess.

The specific contents of the entire contract were drafted in Zhu Tianfang's handwriting. But Zhu Tianfang would not draft such a contract even if he died. Will the Mo family return the Fallen Leaf Territory? How can it be!

But every word on it is exactly the same as Zhu Tianfang's handwriting.

Zhu Tianfang is a big shot, he belongs to Daxi Academy, so he can be regarded as a calligrapher in Borderland.

Every calligrapher not only has his own style, but also has some tips for writing.

Zhu Tianfang’s tip is when bending the hook, it not only has a special angle, but also turns around after the hook is completed.

The spin is at the bend of the hook, where there is originally black ink, so it cannot be seen with the naked eye. The spin can only be seen by looking at the light.

Zhu Tianfang immediately faced the sun.

As a result, at the curved hook, I can indeed see the movement of the pen tip, which is exactly the same as what he usually writes.

City Lord Mo Ye is not a calligrapher, but he is very skilled in martial arts, so the words he writes are as sharp as iron hooks and silver paintings.

This kind of calligraphy is also difficult to imitate. Without the martial arts of City Lord Mo Ye, it would be impossible to write this kind of handwriting. This is a real power that can penetrate the back of the paper.

Although there are only two characters on this fake contract that belong to City Lord Mo Ye, which is his signature.

This is his name. It is said to be unique, and it is impossible to imitate it exactly.

The result... was exactly the same, even more like his own handwriting than what City Lord Mo Ye had written.

Zhu Tianfang had a very ridiculous feeling. If it wasn't clear that he had not written this contract, he would almost have to doubt whether he had actually written it.

Because the self above is exactly the same as Zhu Tianfang.

What's even weirder is that even Zhu Tianfang's personal seal and the big seal of Lord Mo Ye are forged exactly the same.

Damn it.

Yun Zhonghe said loudly: "Did you see it? Did you see it? Are these the handwriting of Dean Zhu Tianfang, are they the handwriting of City Lord Mo Ye, are they his seal?"

Many big shots couldn't help but nod, because it was indeed true.

But even if City Lord Mo Ye is crazy, he will not sign such a contract.

Yun Zhonghe said: "Then this contract is real?"

Then, Yun Zhonghe said to City Lord Moye: "The contract is beyond the heavens. Please City Lord Moye abide by the contract and return the Fallen Leaf Territory to me, Split Wind Valley."

At this time, Dean Zhu Tianfang calmed down and said in a cold voice: "Yun Aotian, do you know what the crime of forging a contract is?"

"Death penalty!" City Lord Mo Ye said coldly: "Ling Chi will be executed in front of everyone."

Yun Zhonghe laughed and said: "What is true cannot be faked, and what is false cannot be true. I, Yun Aotian, have a clear conscience and have never cheated in my life."

Damn it, aren't you afraid of thunder and lightning when you say this?

City Lord Mo Ye said: "The contract signed that night was made in triplicate, right?"

Yun Zhonghe said: "Yes, we will have a share of Rift Valley, a share of the Mo family, and a share of Dean Zhu Tianfang."

City Lord Mo Ye said: "The two boxes that Dean Zhu Tianfang and I have not exchanged, and the seals are intact, so the contract must be signed that night, right?"

Yun Zhonghe said: "Yes."

City Lord Mo Ye said: "What if the contract in the box between me and Dean Zhu Tianfang is different from yours?"

Yun Zhonghe said: "Of course it requires everyone's determination. If the handwriting and seal of the contract in the box between you and Dean Zhu Tianfang are true, but the content is different from the one in my hand. Then two to one, you guys Those two copies are true, and this one of mine is false.”

"Okay!" City Lord Mo Ye shouted loudly: "That night, the contract I signed with Jing Zhongyue was clear. Rift Valley permanently ceded Luo Ye Lian to me, and leased the Silver Salt Field to my Mo family for fifty years free of charge. President Zhu Tianfang, as the arbiter, can testify."

Yun Zhonghe said: "I only recognize contracts written in black and white."

"Okay." City Lord Mo Ye said: "If our two contracts are different from yours, then it will prove that yours is a fake, and I will kill you alive in front of everyone. How about that?"

Yun Zhonghe shouted: "Okay!"

City Lord Mo Ye said: "Everyone testifies that if the contract Dean Zhu and I took out of the box is different from Yun Aotian's, then his share is fake and I will kill him in public."

Many dignitaries present looked at each other and then nodded in agreement.

City Lord Mo Ye suddenly pulled out his sword and placed it on the table.

His big sword was full of bloody aura, and his eyes were full of absolute murderous intent.

As soon as the results came out, Yun Zhonghe was killed immediately.

City Lord Mo Ye picked up his iron box and suddenly tore off the seal.

Dean Zhu also picked up his iron box and tore off the seal gracefully.

Yun Aotian, you do know some tricks, but you are also seeking your own death.

So what if you secretly exchanged the contract with the Jing family?

The contract I deposited with Dean Zhu Tianfang can never be replaced.

Indeed.

Both contracts are stored in a top-secret place that only City Lord Mo Ye and Zhu Tianfang know.

And it's extremely well-defended, making it impossible to steal.

I have long disliked you, Yun Aotian, and today I will cut you into pieces.

City Lord Mo Ye said loudly: "Everyone, please take a look clearly. Dean Zhu Tianfang, let's open it together."

"Okay!" Dean Zhu Tianfang said.

Then the two men raised the iron box and slowly opened it in front of everyone.

Everyone's eyes widened without blinking.

Because as long as the contracts in these two boxes are different from those in Yun Zhonghe's hands, he will be dead, and it will be difficult for gods to save him.

Moreover, Riftwind Valley still has to execute the contract, permanently cede the Fallen Leaf Territory to the Mo family, and lease the silver salt field to the Mo family for fifty years.

Even if the sun rises in the west, it cannot change this result.

However……

There was a deathly silence.

Everyone looked inside the iron box in disbelief, and made sounds of surprise for a long time.

What happened?

Because there is no contract at all in these two iron boxes, there is only a ball of ashes, the ashes after burning.

Mo Ye and Dean Zhu Tianfang were still holding the box high and couldn't see inside, but they couldn't help but be shocked when they saw the strange expressions on everyone's faces.

At this time a gust of wind blew.

The ashes inside the box flew out directly.

City Lord Mo Ye couldn't help but turn around and take a look at the box.

As a result, a cloud of ash flew directly into his face.

In an instant, his whole body was motionless as if struck by lightning.

Dean Zhu Tianfang also opened his eyes to the maximum in an instant, staring at the empty iron box, watching the ashes inside flying out.

Depend on? ! What about the contract inside?

That night, it was clearly placed inside, locked and sealed, right?

Is there any contract inside the box at this time?

Both of them were feeling cold.

Even though it was summer, it was extremely hot.

But the two of them still felt like they were in an ice cellar, and even broke out in cold sweat.

What happened?

Why is this happening?

A good contract was locked in an iron box and no one touched it. Why did it burn to ashes?

When the contract was signed that day, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone were all prepared by the Mo family. Yun Aotian couldn't do anything about it.

Why does it burn?

City Lord Mo Ye felt dizzy for a while.

His eyes went dark for a while.

What does this current situation mean?

This means that he has offended countless people, offended the Tantai family, took the initiative to clear the name of the Rift Valley Jing family, and lifted the blockade sanctions for Rift Valley.

Nothing was gained.

The permanent cession of the Leaf Territory was not obtained, nor was the Silver Salt Fields.

Instead, his ambition was exposed in vain.

After paying such a high price, I gained nothing.

Now, he was beaten down by Yun Aotian, a thief.

He lost his wife and lost his troops.

At this time, Yun Zhonghe suddenly roared: "Oh my God! It's too scary."

"My lords, have you seen it? Have you seen it?"

"City Lord Mo Ye clearly signed a contract that night to return 1,300 square kilometers of Fallen Leaf Territory to our Jing family. Now in order to break the contract, he actually burned the contract. He actually burned it."

"It's so despicable, so shameless, God, please open your eyes and see, you can give us justice!"

"All contracts signed can be burned, and if everyone in the world is as shameless as City Lord Mo Ye, will we honest people still have a way to survive?"

"Since it was burned, why did it need to be signed on the same day? Today, you are going to beat me up, saying that I forged the contract, and you want to cut me into pieces with a thousand knives, so treacherous, so wolf-hearted, so confusing between right and wrong, and so calling a deer a horse?"

"City Lord Mo Ye, how can you still have the dignity to be among the princes?"

"Do we honest people still have a way to survive? Is there any justice left?!"

The crane in the cloud roared to the sky, heartbreaking.

"My lords, I beg you, please make the decision for us in the Rift Valley, please make the decision for me, Yun Aotian, an honest man!"

Watching Yun Zhonghe's performance, the whole place was deathly silent, and everyone's scalps were numb.

What a show!

City Lord Mo Ye only felt that his body was falling and falling.

It seemed like he was about to fall into the eighteenth level of hell.

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