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Song Wanyin led the little beggars to the back of the door curtain, lifted a corner, pointed at the young men coming and going, and asked in a low voice:

"Look, who among these guys is secretly contacting you?"

The little beggars carefully identified it. After looking at it for a long time, they shook their heads and kept muttering:

"No, none of them, no."

The older beggar said truthfully:

“He hasn’t shown up in the past two days. The last time we came to Jishiditang, we let Ergouzi pretend to be sick and come in naturally.

As a result, we split up and searched for a long time, but we couldn't find the young man who often contacted us.

In fact, this was the trick that the shopkeeper told us to do. As long as we could sneak into Jishiditang, we would find an opportunity to secretly hand over the package of herbs to the waiter without revealing our true intentions. "

Song Wanyin immediately understood, and turned to Tiancheng and said:

"First, take them in to eat and drink, then clean up a room to house them temporarily.

Seeing how thin their clothes are, I will ask a tailor to make a few more sets of clothes for each of them."

When the little beggars heard this, they looked at him in disbelief, their eyes full of surprise and expectation.

From childhood to adulthood, let alone having enough food and clothing, just being able to survive was a blessing.

Seeing that they were all dumbfounded, Tian Cheng couldn't help but laugh:

"What are you still standing there for? Why don't you thank the boss? You are lucky to have met us."

The little beggars felt the warmth of the world for the first time and their eyes filled with tears. They bowed deeply to them and expressed their gratitude profusely.

After the little beggars entered the house, Song Wanyin found Shopkeeper Wu and asked him carefully:

"Manager Wu, don't we employ six young men in Jishiditang? Why are there only three of them here recently? Where are the other three?"

Shopkeeper Wu replied respectfully:

"My Lord, recently I have been working very hard to take care of the patients, so I have come up with the idea of ​​working in shifts. Three of us will work the day shift, and the other three will work the night shift."

At this point, he suddenly remembered something and continued:

"However, one of them asked for leave two days ago, saying that his elderly mother at home was seriously ill and needed someone to take care of her. He would probably need four or five days to come back."

Song Wanyin's eyes lit up, and she immediately asked:

"Who is the boy who asked for leave?"

Shopkeeper Wu immediately replied:

"It's Pan Zhengquan."

Song Wanyin silently took note of him and came up with a plan to find out the insider.

As the night deepens, thousands of lights light up one by one, like stars scattered among the earth, shining against the moonlight in the sky.

Song Wanyin found two clever-looking little beggars and whispered:

"Besides meeting with the waiter at Jishiditang, do you usually have any contact with him in private?"

One of the beggars had already let down his guard against him, and regarded him as a benefactor, and told him the truth:

"Occasionally, because the young man still owed us a lot of money, and he was afraid that we would cause trouble. He was even more afraid that we would starve to death and then we would not be able to get his herbs back.

He would ask us to meet in the alley in the southwest every three days after nightfall and give us some corn to cook porridge.

Song Wanyin had a plan in mind, and calculated with his fingers:

"That young man hasn't been here for two days, so today is the third day. You can go to that alley and try your luck.

If he asks you about the box of herbs, you just say..."

The two little beggars came forward, listened carefully to his instructions, and nodded in agreement from time to time.

Soon, they disappeared into the end of the sky under the cover of night.

Song Wanyin took Tiancheng with her, changed into night clothes, put on a black scarf, and followed him all the way, wanting to use the little beggar as bait to lure out the insider.

Night enveloped the entire Shangjing street, and the narrow alleys stretched out in the darkness to invisible depths.

The moonlight faintly sprinkled on the earth, barely enough to see things. The walls were covered with moss and vines, adding a bit of weirdness.

Occasionally a cold wind blew by, and a chill rushed from the soles of the feet to the top of the head, making people shiver uncontrollably.

Song Wanyin and Tiancheng hid in the dark, quietly watching the alley ahead, not even daring to breathe too hard.

Two little beggars were standing in the alley, anxiously waiting for the contact boy, not sure whether he would come.

About half an incense stick of time passed, and the sound of footsteps could be heard from deep in the dark alley. Every step was clearly echoed in the silent alley.

Then, a deep voice came from the cold wind:

"You're here, quite punctual."

The two little beggars were so nervous that their hearts almost jumped out of their chests. They were frightened by his sudden appearance.

"I, I, we have been hungry for several days. When will you pay us back the few hundred dollars you owe us?"

"Several of our friends have fallen ill from hunger. If we can't get any more money, we will starve to death."

Song Wanyin tried hard to open her watery eyes wide in the dark, and with the faint moonlight, she finally saw the face of the person who came.

It was indeed Pan Zhengquan. Among all the guys, he had the most shifty look, so he left a deeper impression on me.

Pan Zhengquan looked down at them and asked doubtfully:

"Er Gouzi, where are the people?"

One of the little beggars said tremblingly:

"He, he, he fell ill, so only the two of us could come."

Pan Zhengquan looked at them with doubt, threw a small bag of corn in his hand to them, and said with disdain:

"Look at your useless appearance, you look like starving ghosts reincarnated. Of course, I will not fail you in fulfilling my promise.

It's just that I've been a little inconvenient recently, so I didn't show up.

Bring the box here to me tomorrow, and I will pay you the few hundred taels of silver you owe me."

Another little beggar repeated everything Song Wanyin had said:

"The box is missing. We went back and searched for a long time but still couldn't find the whereabouts of the box."

Pan Zhengquan's pupils suddenly widened, and he rushed forward, grabbed the little beggar's tattered collar, and lifted him up easily as if he were a chicken.

"What? What did you say? How could the box be missing?"

The little beggar's neck was strangled, his face turned red, he could hardly breathe, and he struggled desperately.

"Let me go, cough cough cough..."

The little beggar next to him saw that his companion was about to suffocate, so he immediately stepped forward and slapped Pan Zhengquan hard, shouting anxiously:

"Let go, let go quickly, if you don't let go, I will cry for help!"

There was a flash of murderous intent in Pan Zhengquan's eyes, and he was about to kill the two little beggars, but when he thought about keeping them, he would have to find the whereabouts of the box, so he suppressed his anger and let the little beggars go.

"I warn you, go back and find that box now, immediately, or I will kill you."

After saying that, he turned around and hurriedly disappeared into the night, rushing back to report the news.

The two little beggars were so scared that they broke down and cried, hugged each other tightly and trembled.

Song Wanyin and Tiancheng came out immediately. They had almost stepped forward to stop Pan Zhengquan from taking action just now, and they gently calmed them down.

"Okay, stop crying, it's okay, you guys can go back first."

"Go quickly, be careful that he comes back to cause trouble for you."

The two little beggars were very nervous at first, but when they heard their voices, they immediately stopped crying, supported each other, and fled.

Tian Cheng looked at her master nervously, who was standing still. She pulled her arm and said,

"Boss, let's go back quickly."

Song Wanyin stared at the direction Pan Zhengquan left and said resolutely:

"The insider has already revealed his true colors. If we just follow him, we will definitely be able to find the mastermind behind him."