The wife of two taels of silver

On the training ground, the sound of soldiers training shook the dust in the air.

Gu An stood aside, checking the movements of these soldiers.

There were a total of 144 soldiers on the training ground, forming a twelve by twelve square.

Today we practiced the long spear. In the fixed position, the soldiers bent their left legs forward and thrust their spears forward at the chest in unison.

Gu An walked in front of each person and saw that a soldier's hand was too low, so he lifted it up and knocked on another soldier's leg to make him straighten it.

"Gu'er!" It was Zhao Hongwei.

Gu An turned around in the middle of the formation and saw Zhao Hongwei. He walked out of the formation and shouted, "Two-on-two combat practice, begin."

Then, Gu An walked towards Zhao Hongwei.

Every soldier in the formation breathed a sigh of relief. After Gu An left, they stood up in an uproar, and then started fighting in pairs, complaining about Gu An's strictness as they went along.

"Brother." Gu An walked up to Zhao Hongwei and shouted.

Zhao Hongwei's face was as usual, with a smile on his face, but his eyes were silently alert to his surroundings: "Well, come on, I'll take you for a drink."

Gu An certainly noticed the difference in Zhao Hongwei. He was startled, but his expression remained calm. A smile even appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Okay."

In a rest room far away from the training ground, Zhao Hongwei and Gu An sat opposite each other.

Zhao Hongwei poured wine into the glasses in front of Gu An and himself, then whispered, "We found out where Hu Yong is."

Hu Yong is the key figure in solving the Qingyang College arson case.

Gu An nodded calmly, lowered his voice, and asked in a voice only the two of them could hear: "Where is it?"

"West Street." Zhao Hongwei whispered two words.

West Street is a place that ordinary people who can get enough food will not go to.

West Street in Beijing is like a sewer in this bustling city.

West Street, like a chaotic, untouched world, was a place where all sorts of people converged like a tide. The level of chaos here was beyond imagination, like a demonic den forgotten in a corner of the mortal world. Any bizarre incidents here were treated as commonplace, unnoticed, and no one intervened to control them.

The beggars were like ghosts in the dark night, with ragged clothes and eyes that revealed endless despair and numbness. They wandered in the streets and alleys, as if they were the embellishment of this chaotic place. The thieves were like poisonous snakes lurking in the darkness, silently shuttling among the bustling crowds, waiting for their chance to strike, and would stretch out their evil hands as long as there was a slight opportunity. The murderers were like evil spirits from hell, with cruel lights flashing in their eyes. They lurked in the corners of West Street, ready to release the evil in their hearts at any time.

These diverse characters, like the dregs abandoned by fate, converged on West Street. It's no exaggeration to say that no one here is a good person. Even the ordinary beggars who survive by begging avoid West Street. Only those beggars who have lost their minds and are like madmen would dare to step into this dangerous place. West Street is like a huge vortex, ruthlessly swallowing all ugliness and sin, while emitting a terrifying and mysterious aura, attracting more evildoers and criminals...

Gu An nodded, took a sip of wine, and murmured, "No wonder."

No wonder it was so hard to find him. No wonder it took so many days to find him.

Zhao Hongwei frowned and said, "It is now certain that someone deliberately set up that meeting, but you don't have any enemies in the capital. Who would have done such a murder?"

Gu An said, "Brother, this fire might not be aimed at Momo and Lanlan, but at other children or the teacher."

Zhao Hongwei nodded, and after a moment, he said, "I'll go to West Street with you tonight. Don't go alone."

Gu An nodded and said, "Thank you, big brother."

Zhao Hongwei shook his head and said, "What are you thanking me for, kid?"