Uncle Detective Di Renjie, I build a crime-solving team

Even today, two years later, Lu Dayou still finds it incredible.

"Who says it's not?"

“The villagers found this incident very strange because no one was there.”

"So we reported it to the government, but the government didn't care, saying we were just making trouble for ourselves and scaring ourselves."

Di Renjie couldn't bear it anymore and slammed his fist on the table.

"Deserves to be killed!"

So many people were missing, and the government actually used this excuse to fool the people.

Besides, this isn't really a reason.

If there is no problem here, Di Renjie would rather write backwards in the future!

Lu Dayou looked puzzled and said hesitantly, "Sir, who do you think should be killed?"

Di Renjie reacted, put on his signature smile, and said, "I mean those officials in the government should be killed."

"Who said it wasn't!" Lu Dayou nodded in agreement, and then his eyebrows knitted together again, "Since then, young and strong men from several nearby villages have disappeared one after another, a total of five or six hundred people have been missing!"

This number is already quite a lot.

After hearing this, Di Renjie felt that his brain was not enough.

So many young and strong guys are missing. Are they dead or captured?

If they were not dead but were caught, where were they taken and what would the people who caught them do?

Di Renjie felt a little confused and thought that it would be great if Li Cunxi was here. The two of them could analyze things randomly and maybe come up with something useful.

As for Hu Jinghui and Li Yuanfang, Hu Jinghui has a hot temper and it is not easy to get him to use his brain at full strength.

As for Li Yuanfang, forget it. His brain may not even be as big as a peanut. It's useless for him to be next to him. Without any clues, he can only keep asking questions.

"It would be nice if my nephew Cunxi was here."

Di Renjie sighed deeply, looked at Lu Dayou, and said:

"Dayou, please continue to tell us."

Lu Dayou sighed and asked a question instead.

"Sir, before you two entered the village, you should have passed the post above, right?"

Di Renjie nodded seriously.

They naturally passed by the mass grave-like cemetery, which left a deep impression on him.

There are so many graves arranged randomly, it doesn't look like a proper cemetery at all.

"Those are the people who disappeared from several nearby villages..." Lu Dayou's eyes were filled with sadness, "They are all gone, no one is seen alive, no one is seen dead, the people in several villages really have no choice but to treat them as all dead, bury them together, and burn some paper for them."

Hu Jinghui next to him had been listening the whole time. There was no change in his facial expression, but his eyes were wandering and no one knew what he was thinking.

Hu Jinghui already knew what Lu Dayou said.

Not only did he know, he even...

"There are few young people in the villages near us. It's hard for old men and women to farm and chop wood, so everyone has to make do with what they have."

My younger sister, Xiaofeng, has already reached the age to get married.

However, most of the young people in the village had disappeared, so Xiaofeng's marriage was delayed again and again.

There is no suitable one in the village now. If she is really in a hurry to get married, she can only marry an old man in the village, or become a concubine of a villager.

But they are all from the same village and know each other well. Lu Dayou will definitely not allow his sister to become a concubine of a poor family.

To put it bluntly, marrying into a poor family as a concubine means working like a slave for the rest of your life!

After listening to the story all night, Di Renjie smiled and said:

"I have never believed in ghosts and gods in my life, and I believe in them even less when I am with Cun Xi!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Dayou seemed panicked and reminded:

"Sir, please keep your voice down. What if we attract evil spirits? What shall we do? Besides, if it wasn't evil spirits, who would have the ability to kill so many people?"

Hu Jinghui, who had been frightened all night, immediately joined in the conversation.

"Uncle, we can't believe everything about the netherworld, but we can't not believe it either!"

Hu Jinghui, who temporarily acted as the nephew, was very good at stirring up trouble.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he wanted to blame the disappearance of nearby villagers on the evil ghost.

Even if Di Renjie is determined and refuses to believe in ghosts, this wave can at least divert Di Renjie's attention a little.

"Ah."

Di Renjie nodded, thinking about something in his mind.

He is a staunch atheist and will never believe that there are such things as ghosts and gods in the world.

But others may not think so.

So, if there is a ghost, just catch it.

Before implementing the ghost catching plan, he needs to meet up with his good nephew Li Cunxi first.

"Cunxi, ah Cunxi, where are you now?"

"Uncle, I need your help, Cunxi. Have you arrived in Youzhou?"

……

In Youzhou City.

In the inn.

Li Cunxi wrote a letter in a fluent and graceful manner.

After finishing writing, Li Cunxi sat down on a chair, shaking his head and indulged himself.

"Ma Rong, Qiao Tai, come and take a look at my handwriting, how does it look like?"

Qiao Tai leaned over to look.

How many words can Qiao Tai, who is a rough man, recognize?

Seeing that the letter was filled with incomprehensible characters, he could only lower his brows and say:

"Master, your handwriting is really beautiful, but I can't understand a few of them."

Li Cunxi's smile paused.

"Qiao Tai, you don't have to be so clear. I know you can't read. You can withdraw the last sentence."

"Yes, Master, Qiao Tai withdrew the last sentence for him."

"Well, okay, then tell me again, how is the young master's handwriting?"

"Master, your handwriting is really beautiful!"

"Okay, that's a good compliment. Go ask the waiter to serve some good wine and good food. Let's have a good meal today. After today, we'll be busy again."

Li Cunxi put the brush into the pen slot, secretly hoping that the sun would rise again.

The days passed one by one, and he had not yet caused any grudges.

Now the only way to climb to a position comparable to Wu Sansi is to advance step by step, develop one's own power step by step, and improve one's official position.

As for the feud between Wu Chengsi and the Li family...

Then forget it.

Through the few contacts he had with Wu Chengsi, Li Cunxi knew that if he wanted to get a hold of this person, once his intentions were discovered by the other party...

The remaining descendants of the Li family don’t need to live anymore!

Wu Chengsi had no intention of becoming emperor. If he was forced to the position of emperor because of such an incident, it would only be a matter of time before the entire Li family would be executed.

"Master, what are you writing?"

As soon as Qiao Tai left, Ma Rong came over.

After scanning the entire page at a glance, Ma Rong's face changed drastically, and his hands and feet became a little unsteady.

"No, Master, are you crazy?"

"What's wrong, Ma Rong?"

"We still don't know anything about Youzhou yet, how dare you do this?"

"There's nothing I'm afraid of, it's just a bigger fuss."

"No, Master. If there is any mistake, your life will be in danger!"