Daqing Criminal Division

Early in the morning, Zha Keshan hurriedly brought Liu Cen's letter from Jiangning Kuaima, which was unexpected.

Fucharji, who was still lying on the stairs like a dried salted fish and talking nonsense with Duan Yuanbao, heard this.

Grabbing the handrail next to him, he stood upside down on the stairs, and then he took the clothes that were thrown aside, and walked down staggeringly.

When the Fuchaerzi came down, he just pulled up the loose clothes on one side of his body and put them back on again.

In front of him, the upstairs and downstairs of the entire Investigative Studio looked chaotic and orderly, and there was a clear line drawn from the living area of ​​him and a certain surname.

At one end of the line is everything that Duan Ou is well-behaved, rigid and self-disciplined, and at the other end of the line is everything that Fucha Erji cares about casually.

But when it came time to find a pair of shoes that he could wear, Fuchaerzi, who was looking around downstairs, immediately encountered difficulties.

Because I finally found one under the table to pat the ashes on his head, but the other one went nowhere. He is a majestic seven-foot man, standing upright, and he can't even get the shoes on his feet. It's really poor. Pawn off the pants.

And just when he sneakily planned to extend a thief's hand, intending to see if his 'cohabiting friend' could help him, when he stretched out his hand, he caught a glimpse of a piece of paper stuck underneath.

[Please don't mess with my stuff. 】

Fucharzi: "..."

This scene seemed to be a prophet, and Fucharzi, who had been plotted countless times in the past two days, twitched his lips in anger, and he just wanted to have nothing to say to this Duan.

Thinking about what happened to be mentioned last night when he met another person who was also rushing to annoy him every day, he was even more silent for a while.

"I advise you to go back to the capital as soon as possible. You are really addicted to this poor and remote place. You just want to stay here all day. Isn't your brain broken?"

"Look at you now. You don't have the style of the past. You don't even have decent clothes and shoes. You work hard to investigate cases and earn some money. You are doing good deeds. You can't afford to eat by yourself. You also buy red bayberries to make others happy, you are really a reincarnated Bodhisattva."

Thinking of what Zhang Jia and Agui had said to him while drinking last night, it was on his mind again at the moment. At that time, he had collapsed in a street tavern, listening to these words.

"I don't want to go back."

Fuchaerzi, who was drunk with a listless look, refused straight away.

"Why? Even if you still have old things on your body now, you don't have to. You can use other much simpler methods, why bother to risk yourself."

Zhang Jia and Agui looked puzzled.

Seeing him staring at himself and asking non-stop, Fucharzi, who has never been reliable, answered him slowly and seriously in a rare tone.

"I just don't want to go back, there is no reason."

"Okay, okay, then you can do it for yourself. Next time you are poor and want to be pants, don't look for me. Anyway, you like to experience life like this haha, but you should tell others what you are doing now. Let everyone come over and open their eyes."

That bastard Gui Donglin laughed at him wantonly at that time.

But it was really an eyesore to watch, who would have thought that in a blink of an eye, this matter was actually hit by him, and he was really about to be poor.

Thinking about it this way, Fucharzi, who had returned to his usual appearance, seemed to be used to it. He just patted his forehead as if he had forgotten it, and then clicked his head and looked back at Zakshan who was standing behind him.

"Someone is dismembering the body. I guess I can't hear you. What are you doing?"

Fucha Erji's complexion and tone were unavoidable because he was not feeling well.

"Divide the body? Uh, Duan Xiao? Can you let him go first, don't divide it up—we are in a hurry this time, Fucha!"

Seeing Fuchaerzi like this, Zha Keshan, who looked anxious, knew that this guy must have been out of business last night, and he just wanted to wait for Duan Xiao to come together before speaking, but one fell to the side The person also turned his head and called out.

"Hey, did you hear that, the dismemberer inside, come out quickly, he's in a hurry."

As soon as the words came out, the 'divider' inside had to be called out no matter how bad his ears were. It just so happened that all the things for today were done early in the morning, and Duan Xiao, who was wiping his hands over there, was almost done too. .

When he came out, he deliberately bypassed the area where there was a man named Fucha. Fucha Erji, who was sitting with his arms folded, was even more speechless when he saw this, thinking that this person might really match up with him day by day.

After all, the two of them are still 'hating each other' and 'killing each other', and the previous incident was not so easy to pass.

But now that there is business at home, they don't have time to argue.

When he saw that it was Zach Keshan who came to them, Duan Xiao understood to some extent that the three of them would get together so well only when some case came to them. He also recalled the question he heard just now.

"What's the matter? What is Qingyuan's Qingming Riverside Picture?"

Because he was inside just now, Duan Xiao only heard this sentence vaguely.

"It's Liu, Liu Cen's letter. The details of what happened are all in the letter. The letter is for you, but I have to disassemble it at the post station in front of me to check it. You two should take a closer look together."

Saying this, the official letter sealed with wax was handed over.

When Duan Xiao saw it, he took it first, and then he didn't rush to take it apart. Just out of personal habit, he turned over the front and back for a closer look.

The trembling words on the meeting were indeed Liu Cen's handwriting in the past, but they were written in a hurry and the gestures were messed up, as if something urgent happened.

Because Zha Keshan had already seen it, and the opening on the side was also opened.

But it can be seen that the sealing sealant at the beginning was not pressed firmly, which is not like Liu Cen's usual style, which really makes people feel weird.

Liu Cen had already been to Jiangning Mansion alone for many days.

Because he has the post of chief police officer in Songyang County, and because he was originally a errand under the command of the vice-governor of Jiangning, this trip was originally ordered by the county magistrate to go to Lord Yushi's mansion to submit last year's local taxes. of.

At this time of year every year, personnel from all prefectures and counties will gather in Jiangning Mansion by boat and by car.

Jiangning Mansion is above Songjiang Mansion, and next to Yangzhou Huai'an and other important places for salt officials, so the rules of this place are much more particular than those in poor and remote places like theirs.

The taxes and state capitals of a small place must not be much.

However, counting the tenants, merchants, cattle for plowing, horses for pulling carts, brewing and weaving, etc., there are also a thick dozen of banknotes that need to be put into storage throughout the year.

This storage is the largest official bank in Jiangning Mansion.

At Jieshi, the largest ticket office in the dynasty, Jinling Riyuesheng Bank, will send people to exchange the official silver handed in by these states and governments into pawn tickets, and then send officers and soldiers to escort them back to the capital.

This process takes half a month.

The Jiangning Procuratorate will arrange the board and lodging of the people who passed by, so that the official bank can be properly handled, which is why Liu Cen didn't come back for so long after going alone this time.

On the other side of the yamen, Ma County Magistrate was a little unaccustomed to babbling a few days ago.

How come Liu Cen has been away for so long this year and hasn't heard back. I knew Zha Keshan should go with him, so I can come back to work quickly after finishing the work.

But this morning, Zha Keshan hurriedly approached Fuchaerji and Duan Xiao, and brought the only letter Liu Cen sent from Jiangning this month.

Looking at it now, there is not much content in this letter, except for the date of inscription and the like, and only a few sentences with unclear semantics explain three things.

One is Liu Cen. No matter who gets this letter later, please send it to Fucha Erji and Duan Xiao in Songyang County. After Jinling, that person will be handed over to them.

The 4 taels of silver "Surfing the River During the Qingming Festival" hanging above the main hall of the Erjiang Ningfu Supervisory Institute mysteriously disappeared three days ago. I am afraid that something is wrong. Cotton always grows on cotton trees, please go and investigate quickly.

The three of me, that is, where Liu Cen who wrote to you are now, cannot tell you the truth.

But after the two of you come to Jinling, you might as well spend a few days in the local area, but he heard that the Qinhuai River is deep, and foreigners often fall into the water. The day before yesterday, a child and two accidentally fell into the water at the Meixiang Inn in Jinling, which attracted passers-by. There, too, please be careful when you come here.

This is a short letter.

At first glance, it looks like you are deliberately playing charades with someone, and every sentence is a hidden mystery.

Fucha Erji and Duan Xiao, who were sitting on the side, read the letter after opening it, and both felt that Liu Cen was in a strange state when writing the letter.

After all, they already knew each other, so there was no need to write letters like this.

If Liu Cen wanted to tell them directly that the famous painting of the Inspectorate was lost, it would be impossible for them to go to Jinling to help with such hints, and he was going around for fear that others would see more meaning.

Especially the first sentence and the last sentence, saying that no matter who gets it, it must be handed over to them, and they should be careful, as if expecting the letter in the middle and what accidents they might encounter.

In addition, there is the strangest line of 'a previously agreed thing'.

Thinking about it carefully, the only thing Liu Cen had agreed with Fuchaerji and Duan Xiao before was that he had been entrusted by the two to investigate the 'Chen Tea'.

Afterwards, Liu Cen went to Jiangning alone, saying that he would help investigate the matter along the way, but he never came back.

What I finally waited for now is such a reply.

Could the agreed things he said be the clues to the "Chen Tea Leaves" that Fuchaerji and Duan Xiao once got?

——Only in this way, it seems that the whole thing is not quite right.

"About what time was this letter delivered to the post this morning?"

After researching for a long time, they didn't see any details about the letter except the stolen famous painting, so the two of them inevitably asked more questions. Fucha Erji was still pinching the letter paper while Duan Xiao looked at it. To the only person in front of me who has seen this letter for the first time.

"About, just after dawn this morning, that is, two hours ago, it was delivered by the people at the usual post station. I saw that it was written on the envelope, so I opened it and checked it, and found this, but I think Liu Cen's tone is a bit wrong, he should be really anxious..."

"Fucha, Duan Xiao, what do you mean by this letter?"

Even Zha Keshan could tell at a glance that the letter was wrong, and after thinking about it, he knew how unusual it was, so two people who were used to such strange things did not panic, and instead exchanged opinions before opening mouth.

"Perhaps, this is not a simple letter, and there is another layer of meaning hidden in the letter."

Glancing at the torn letter on the table, holding his neck with his hands, Fucharzi, who was thinking with his eyes closed, suddenly spoke.

"Another meaning?"

Zack was puzzled.

"Because this is a distress letter sent back by Liu Cen."

Because, Duan Xiao, who was clasping his hands, followed the words of the person next to him.

"What? A distress letter?"

As soon as the two of them said this, no matter who heard it immediately, they would be a little shocked.

Liu Cen, a police chief, lived in the mansion to pay the tax, how could he come to Fuchaerji and Duan Xiao for help after so many days?

But then, Fuchaerzi and Duan Xiao, who had read the seemingly ordinary letter inside and out, also gave their explanations.

Because the biggest problem with this letter is that although Liu Cen didn't ask them directly for help.

Except for the casual gossip mentioned in the last sentence, Liu Lian didn't say any other nonsense.

But throughout the whole text, it is this abnormality, which makes people feel that what is really revealed in this letter may be the meaning that he is in danger now.

"Look carefully, the first sentence of this letter said, come to Jiangning quickly if you are looking for something, and also said that the location and people have told us, but Liu Cen didn't tell us about where to go to find him before—this is the first a doubt."

"The second doubtful point, he said that "Qingyuan Shanghe Tu at Qingming Festival" was stolen three days ago, but the date written on the inscription date is that day, Jiang Ning came to Songyang exactly three days ago, the date is wrong, and the next sentence can be said, rotten cotton Grows on cotton trees, so it's a fake message, the real message is still in the letter."

Realizing that the situation might be more serious than expected, Duan Xiao, who was looking down at the information mentioned in the letter with a blank expression on his face, also paused for a while, and then clicked on the last sentence in the letter.

"Finally, and the most important doubtful point, he said that the water in the Qinhuai River is deep, so there is no need to go there. Outsiders are often in danger, and the waiter at Meixiang Inn also fell into the water. Corresponding to the second paragraph, this is the real message hidden in the cotton tree. , the outsider in distress refers to Liu Cen himself, and the waiter at the Meixiang Inn by the Qinhuai River is the person they are really looking for once they pass by."

In this way, Zakshan also suddenly realized what he heard.

It turned out that this letter was really not simple.

Because not only for the stolen famous paintings and agreed items mentioned in the letter, but also for the two of them to determine whether Liu Cen is safe now, and what happened in the past few days in the so-called distress.

In this way, this trip to Jiangning Mansion may be decided no matter what.

That night, because the situation on Liu Cen's side was still unknown, and Zha Keshan, who didn't have the time to talk too much, stayed in the Yamen overnight and went to Ma County Magistrate for approval.

The three of them made an appointment to set off for Jiangning on horseback early in the morning. This time, they finally brought Duan Yuanbao, who was always left in Songyang to watch the house, with them.

Because the official horse of Pingyang happened to come in handy last time, so it happened that four people went together.

No matter what the end result is, and whether they can find out the truth behind this distress letter, finding the mysteriously missing Liu Cen is probably the most important thing for them.

However, according to the letter, Liu Cen should not be in danger of his life now, after all, he has already detected the danger in advance, so the person who wants to come to the dark place has not really found him.

However, what happened on the other side of Jiangning, and why the water was so deep, makes people think deeply.

Thinking about it this way, as Gui Donglin said, his peaceful life in Songyang, which had been silent for many years, seemed to be coming to an end.

Jiang Ning, Shuntian, or a place farther away has opened a silent spider web, and some dark things have to be found.

At night, the window is facing the moonlight.

One hand is holding a jade tablet with words engraved on it.

The jade plaque looked very old and couldn't see the specific material, but it didn't look like an ordinary object, and there was a string of black tassels hanging from the bottom.

If you look carefully, it vaguely says Feng En Zhen Guo, but the short four words have a different kind of noble and heavy meaning, but the other suffixes behind it are not clear.

At the same time, when Fuchaerzi, who was resting on his arm, was lying upstairs alone, pinching the strange jade plaque and closing his eyes to think about it, suddenly someone gave a 'boom' without saying hello. The door came up.

This time, no matter who it is, everyone will be scared to death.

"You, what do you want to do again? I want to report to the police for randomly breaking into the bedroom of a good family man in the middle of the night!"

Startled, Fucharzi, who was about to take off his clothes to sleep, turned around and saw who it was. He scrambled to protect his chest, grabbed his only pair of ragged pants and blocked it. That piece of jade that cannot be seen by others.

His sneaky and nagging appearance, coupled with the appearance of lying with a pair of underpants tightly hugged, looks weird and abnormal.

Seeing all this, he knocked on the door outside just now, but there was no answer, so Duan Xiao, who just walked in, just stood on the stairs with arms folded.

Seeing that he reacted so strongly, Duan Xiao, who had never come up before, but made an exception and broke into the "empty door" today, squinted his eyes and glanced at the torn underpants in his hand, and then suddenly opened his mouth.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to you. I'm just here to remind you, remember to be on time tomorrow morning, and don't let others wait for you again."

"By the way, it turns out that I underestimated you last time, Fucharzi. All your belongings are not only a suit of clothes and two pairs of worn-out shoes, but you also have this pair of worn-out underpants that have been repaired for several years and left on the road and no one wants them." .”

"If you feel like going to Jiangning and miss him, you can hug him for a night. Don't be reluctant. If you really can't, just take him on the road."

Fucharzi: "..."

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