Daqing Criminal Division

At this moment, in the vast Jiangning Mansion, apart from the nine fixed-point bombs that had already been set, there were also three other 'bombs' that were in the countdown state and were tied to the living things.

As soon as the shocking news comes out.

Sima Zhun and the other police officers in the entire government suddenly couldn't sit still.

Originally thought that the crisis would be basically resolved if the person was caught, but who would have thought that this gang of robbers was so focused on blowing up the Sun Moon Sheng Bank and the bank of Jiangning Mansion.

"Zhang Santong said...the bank notes were also collected by the family afterwards."

"As long as we go to the last bomb site and leave Jiangning by boat on the night of the ticket issue day, he will have a way to make us all escape, but because he died, no one taught us to continue No matter how we did it, our guts were shattered, and this time we planned to take a gamble to see if we could succeed."

The cash receipts mentioned in these words are 'shangjia'.

Because Zhang Santong is dead now, the group of "Southern Anhui people" who participated in the purification and manufacturing of slow cannons don't know about it anymore.

But in the past few days, in order not to waste so many days hiding under the well to purify and make nitrate, they still had to gamble this time thinking that they must rob this batch of official money.

But now that they have been arrested, the 'Shangjia' probably still knows that the bank will be targeted tonight. Now it seems that there is a possibility that another wave of forces will take advantage of the chaos during the bombing.

But at the same time, Duan Xiao and the others who had just learned about this also understood a little bit.

Because this group of 'Southern Anhui people' are illiterate.

Now it is impossible for them to admit more useful information, and if facing the original map, it is even more difficult for this group of people to identify those complicated coordinates.

What made the situation even worse was that the suspect Aji Xiaoding, the two pawns who often followed Zhang Santong to bury his thread behind his back.

I can only tell from the initial memory that these three living creatures were selected by Zhang Santong earlier in the morning, a pigeon, a horse pulling a cart next to the bank and a living person.

"Pigeons, horses, beggars?"

Grasping this crucial sentence, Duan Xiao asked coldly step by step.

"Yes, we... have inquired about it in advance. Well, the messenger pigeon is raised by the monk of Dabaoen Temple. It will return to Jiangning Station from the temple every day. Its feet are entangled with paste and fishing line by us. Things are being tied up on a ship docked at the pier of the Sun Moon Sheng Ticket..."

"We, Ben, were going to use this to blow up the chains on the ship, and we sailed away in the end, and the horse was outside the bank, and we packed straw and manure under the floor of the cart, As for the old beggar, the old beggar..."

"What about the old beggar?"

Speaking of this, it seems that in the face of the government, he already understands the extent of the crime he committed this time.

This group of 'Southern Anhui people' who took this road on impulse also looked sad.

And according to what they had to admit afterwards, it was true.

It turned out that the last living lead they found was an old beggar who was born with mental disabilities.

Correspondingly, the old shopkeeper and Zeng Ming who were also called to the government to question at this time also said that this old beggar surnamed Ma always begs for food near the entrance of the inn and restaurant in Qinhuai.

Horse beggars live in no fixed place for many years.

I didn't see anyone at home, so I could only come to Meixiang Inn to beg for food all year round.

When Zhang Santong was working in an inn, he saw that the old beggar was begging for food at the door and no one was answering, so he became suspicious for a while.

From time to time, he would secretly use a bamboo ball with a thread and a steamed bun left over from the kitchen to squat there and play a game with the ragged beggar.

He called the game pull-up.

Whenever he saw silver cars passing by outside, Zhang Santong, who was squatting on the threshold of the inn to attract guests at that time, would call the horse beggar with a steamed bun.

During this process, if the stupid horse beggar obediently listened to him and ran the thread in the ball under the silver car for a while, Zhang Santong would throw the steamed buns on the ground to him, otherwise he would not give the horse beggar .

Over time, when the beggar saw the food and the silver cart passing by, he would listen to Zhang San and pull out the lead wire in the bamboo ball.

This game, in the eyes of others, is just a series of games set up to train the beggar's stress response ability.

The old beggar, who couldn't even eat enough, of course didn't know what was in the ball that was always played for him, but he was taught for many years to think that he could get steamed buns by pulling the string beside the silver car.

At that time, the little pockmarked Zeng Ming from the Meixiang Inn happened to see it and wondered why Zhang Santong always liked to play tricks with an old beggar who couldn't walk.

But thinking about it now, everyone just felt creepy.

There was an uproar in the entire yamen.

In these three or four hours, the three live bombs scattered in the city might be detonated at any time, and even the inspectorate, which had sent people to dismantle the other nine fixed-point locking points, was alarmed.

Sima Zhun sent people to find the pigeons mentioned by the prisoners, the horses next to the bank, and the old beggars, but in this process, it would be unrealistic to search one by one in the vast crowd.

It was also at this time that almost all the adults from the Jiangning Mansion Inspectorate who had been informed of the matter by the Jiangning Mansion's servants and had urgently evacuated from the mansion also arrived.

These several adults are all bearded civil servants, wearing fairy crane robes, and pheasant feathers ran here from various county offices in Jiangning Prefecture regardless of safety.

If we talk about this juncture, it is useless to put on an official position in public, so even the tea is not in time. Among them, the censor named Ming Peng dispatched troops and horses, and he couldn't hide his anxiety and said,

"Sima Zhun! Quickly dispatch troops and horses to evacuate the people near the Sun and Moon Shengpiao in the Qinhuai area, and then find someone to prepare a large amount of well water to put out the fire. Don't hurt the people! You must, you must save people first, understand." No!"

This remark was made very clear by this Lord Mingpeng, who knew the general situation from the side and still cared about the safety of the people.

Just like the hijacking case of pigmen that caused countless deaths and injuries, Shuntian Mansion and Jiangning Mansion are also important places for the transfer of government and business.

No city or wall in the city can be shaken, not only the bank in the center is where the people are safe.

Just talking about every beam, column, brick and stone on the Qinhuai River and on the ancient city wall, they have been left over from several dynasties, and none of them can be moved.

If something happened to Jiang Ning this time, causing shocks in all parties in the capital afterwards, I am afraid that all of them will be severely punished.

...what should be done.

How should this be.

Could it be that the Jiangning Mansion is destined to be buried with Shuntian that day because of this incident? !

At this moment, this self-question that was evoked by the haze of the past became the despair in everyone's heart.

Also at this time, if it is said that in the turmoil that is about to cause the entire Jiangning Mansion, the two calmest people do not belong to a certain two people and no one else.

Fuchardhi.

Duan Owl.

Right now, the two of them are standing side by side under the "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" in Qing Dynasty, holding hands and looking up from a distance.

Neither of them spoke.

But one is as motionless as Mount Tai, and the other is as calm as a river, but there is no trace of panic.

Compared with others, they must have understood the seriousness of the matter itself, who were not in a hurry to express more opinions from the sidelines from the beginning to the end.

But at the same time, they both knew in their hearts that it was the same thing.

In this coming Jiangning explosion crisis, he is also the one with the clearest and most calm mind.

After all, this incident is probably the biggest and most dangerous incident that Duan Xiao and Fucha Erji have experienced together since they met each other.

Because of an old case, a major shady scene after the hijacking of the government bank was involved.

When the two came to Jiangning Mansion to start investigating the case, they never thought of it at all.

In the dark, everything seems to be leading them to move forward in the unknown crime and truth.

For Duan Xiao, he didn't want to repeat the same mistakes that he experienced in Shuntian Mansion that day.

Because as far as he is concerned, this time about Jiang Ning.

Is not personal.

But he must win, and he must never lose again.

And the two of them also knew very well at the moment that the first reaction of the ordinary government in dealing with such a crisis must be to find the National People's Congress to put out the fire first, and they also came up with another approach at this time.

"Sima Zhun, tell your people not to go to the canals in the outer suburbs to fetch water now. We have other methods. You must remember to evacuate people first."

As if thinking of something, Fucharzi opened his mouth.

"Ah? Also, what can we do? Besides, Fucha, Duan Xiao, how can we put out the fire if we don't bring water?"

"You are from Jiangning, so you should also remember that there are many old houses with the same structure as the Meixiang Inn in the Qinhuai area."

"..."

"The wood in this kind of house is very difficult to catch fire, so you don't need to go to the canal to deal with it. You just need to inform the people to open the water tank on the roof before temporarily evacuating. There has never been a large-scale fire in Jiangning in the past six months. Every household They have enough water tanks, so you just need to put down the fire rope, so that today's officers and soldiers can use it directly."

These words were added after Duan Xiao, who also remembered the structure of Meixiang Inn, clicked on the map in front of them.

Upon hearing this, Sima Zhun's eyes lit up, and he hurried to tell the people in the Qinhuai area to open the water tank and prepare first.

But it also solved the problem of safe evacuation of the rest of the people at the gate of the city and on the wharf.

What they have to worry about now is how to dismantle the twelve side-mounted slow guns that are spreading all over Jiangning at the moment.

(Fifteen, Hundred Thirteen)

——It is the location of the Inspectorate where they are at the moment.

The rest of the 'watermelons' scattered in Jiangning Mansion with radiating red dots one by one have been completely memorized by the two of them, and they only need to solve it by themselves.

They now still have the temporary command of the officers and soldiers of Jiangning Mansion except Sima Zhun.

It is not impossible to say that these side-mounted slow guns hidden in the entire Jiangning.

But with just one of them, it is really difficult to stop this catastrophe, and it is probably impossible.

And the only thing the two of them can trust in front of them is perhaps the person beside him who has the name of "partner" to some extent.

"There are twelve slow cannons, but there are only... four hours left. Are we still in time? Waiting for the answer, is there really anyone in this world who can do it?"

This sentence came from a Jiangning mansion official behind him who couldn't believe it, and the two people who looked at each other already had an idea in their hearts.

"Are you afraid of death?"

Seemingly remembering something from the past, he blinked, and Fucharzi tilted his head about the past memories in his mind and pinched his neck to ask.

"Not afraid."

Duan Xiao replied lightly.

"He died a few times.

"Well, I'm not afraid either."

Fucharzi also nodded.

"So, happy cooperation?"

The two were talking like this, but in the next second they clapped their hands in mid-air simply and neatly.

This high-five seems to dispel the unavoidable worries that the two of them had before.

None of them were born with smooth sailing.

In the four or five years before this, they were all trapped in the puzzle in front of them for a long time, depressed, decadent and all kinds of unhappiness, but at this moment, it seems that it is not so important.

But half a moment later, facing the chaotic flow of people on the street ahead.

The two official horses, one black and one white outside the Yamen of Jiangning Mansion, ran separately to the two places of this ancient city with two people, and set out to turn the tide with their own strength.

Before parting, the two riders didn't say much to each other behind them.

But he also knew what he should do at this moment.

what to do.

It was also at this juncture that Fucha Erji, who had left the government, still remembered to make a temporary detour back to the Meixiang Inn, and then rushed to find Duan Yuanbao, who was still waiting there to find them, before dark.

"Hey, Brother Bao, here it is."

When he heard the sound, Duan Yuanbao had been squatting and playing at the door of the inn for a long time.

At first he saw people running up and down the street.

The boats on the Grand Canal dispersed, and later someone said that the government said that they were about to leave the water, and told everyone not to mess up, but he didn't quite understand it.

However, he heard from people on the road that the government said the current solution, so don't worry, everyone will be safe in the end, and someone is protecting the people in the city.

Who is so powerful, who is going to protect the people in the city now?

Duan Yuanbao felt a little curious for a moment.

Just at this time, he heard a horse neighing in front of him at the corner of the street and a person calling to him.

Duan Yuanbao raised his head and saw clearly the person on the black horse, before he could speak, the other person lowered his head, patted his head, and said another word.

Duan Yuanbao also forgot this sentence afterwards.

Probably to tell him not to play around, just wait here obediently.

But after many years passed, Duan Lian, that is, Duan Yuanbao, who was still very young at the moment, recalled this night and found it very unforgettable.

That night in Jiangning Mansion, when the gunpowder buried in the ground was thrown onto the canal and there was an explosion, clusters of flames floating in the air burned the whole center of the ground, but all the living people on the ground felt the power of the Sun Moon Chang Bank. The fire ignited everywhere.

Shackles of fate, fire Shura.

All the people on the street who were in deep distress and forced to temporarily evacuate the Qinhuai River houses were running in one direction, and only that one person rushed towards the center of the fire.

Before dark, the man who had come to look for him was dressed in soap clothes, grabbed the rein and rode on the black horse and rode away without looking back.

That figure was straight and pure, like a soaring flame piercing the night sky.

But in the distance, the fire was still spreading wildly in the Qinhuai River, people who entered rashly could only die, but the faces of the people on the horse were so dazzling, even a little reckless, like a blunt knife out of its sheath, which made people shocked.

"Where are you going!"

Although he was also worried in his heart, Duan Lian, who was only a small person, hurriedly chased after him, raised his head under the horse and called him.

"Huh? It's okay, don't be afraid."

The man looked down at him, then spoke again immediately.

"He's there, and I'm with him."

"I'll come back with him when I'm done."

Everyone knows who this person is talking about.

In the night, the black eyes reflected by the stars were amazingly bright.

The man is a person who is usually more irresponsible than serious, so people always ignore that he also has eyes that will be extremely trustworthy as long as he calms down.

He has never been a deviant.

Life is black and white, but I am willing to turn around and return to this world for a person.

After saying the same thing, that person turned around and left, as if the crisp horseshoes were stepping on the mountains and rivers, and they were running step by step towards the place where a fire was about to ignite.

At that time, Lian didn't understand why he suddenly didn't want to keep up at that moment.

Not only because he knew he would not be able to catch up.

It's not just the turmoil that everyone in the ancient city of Jiangning fell into because of this unknown fate.

Also because of the huge and pitch-dark Jiangning Mansion, there is only this raging fire that almost reached the city wall and this black horse that went away without looking back, it seems that there is no room for another person to get in.

But Duan Lian finally understood at that moment when he grew up, why the person he called dad would always say that he would wait for this person to come back, no matter what happened.

Because as early as so many years ago, that person had already gone back to look for him, and he was still inside, and I went to him—that was the firmest and most eternal promise in the world.

It is the only arrogance in the world, and it is also the only trust in the world.

Only Jiangshan is vast and changeable, but this situation remains unchanged.

Because the mountains and rivers are related to the world, I will go with you in this life.

Also because of mountains and rivers and you.

Indispensable.

— they never do.

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