It's just that it's not easy to find a "dead" person in the vast sea of ​​people?

After Li Zhixing defected to the Northern Zhou Dynasty, he always showed himself in a mask. Even a seamless spy organization like Jinyiwei tried hard and failed to get even a few words to assassinate him. As a result, all the people sent never returned.

.Xue Yingxiong’s question to Xiao Yilu in Songhe Tower was a vague tip they received, a test of the Northern Zhou Dynasty. From Xiao’s reaction, they got a rough guess. In the past few months,

He sent countless details to the Northern Zhou embassy, ​​but still without any results. As soon as he got a little information, before any action could be taken, all the Jinyiwei people were killed. For twenty years, all that was known was that he had self-destructed his face, changed his name to Tamur Li, and hid in hiding.

In the Northern Zhou Dynasty, he was against the Ming Dynasty. The only clue was that he was in his forties and had white hair. Other than that, he knew nothing.

Fan Xiaodao and Zhao Xing rummaged through the files of the Jinling Li family, and many of the records inside were truly shocking. At that time, the largest family in the world claimed to be able to buy half of the Jinling Li family in the south of the Yangtze River. Overnight, the whole family was destroyed, and the property was confiscated.

There is not much description of Li Zhixing. After all, no one would record a fish that slipped through the net too much in the file. However, this fish that slipped through the net brought endless disasters to the Ming Dynasty in the next twenty years.

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One day after the case was discovered, there were not many clues. According to Zhao Xing, people are not afraid of people doing things, but they are afraid of leaving things behind. Fan Xiaodao is also holding back his energy. If this case can be solved, it will be considered a complete success in Liumen.

Stand firm. Zhao Xing said that the truth is hidden in the details. The two read more than a dozen files, but could not find any trace of the truth. When they looked up, it was already late at night, and they remembered that until now, they were just rice grains.

Before he finished, Zhao Xing closed the file and said, "People are like iron, food is like steel. Let's go home and read the file. First, go find some food and pay homage to the Five Zang Temple."

Holding the file in his arms, as soon as he went out, he saw Yang Deshui standing in the courtyard.

Zhao Xingdao: "It's been such a night, and Mr. Yang hasn't rested yet."

Yang Deshui touched his head, straightened his official hat, and said: "Your Majesty personally supervised this case, and it fell on our six doors. You didn't do it, so how could I dare to rest? I just saw that the lights were on in your room."

, I don’t dare to go in and disturb you.”

Fan Xiaodao looked at Yang Deshui. In the past, he always spoke in an official tone and bossed them around, but today he seemed to be a different person. He said curiously: "You are the chief catcher of the Six Doors and our immediate boss. So,

Talking is too embarrassing for us. Besides, we are the ones doing the errands, and even if we take the blame, we are the ones who take the blame."

But Yang Deshui said: "This is a bit exaggerated. After all, we are all from the same yamen. Even if I don't think about you, I still have to think about the hat on my head."

He finally figured it out. These two boys seemed ordinary, but their energy was amazing. In just two months, they became commanders of the Imperial Guards and eunuchs in the palace. These are the powerful people in the capital.

The master who has not come once has stood up for the two of them many times. He is only a fifth-rank official in the capital. If he wants to remove the code from the acting chief arrester's head, he naturally has to curry favor with them.

Zhao Xingdao: "You are quite honest."

Yang Deshui laughed, "Although I usually have some bad habits, I still understand the overall situation and plan for the overall situation. If the current case is handled well, it will be beneficial to us all. If it cannot be handled, losing Wu Sha is still a secondary concern. If

Your Majesty is angry and may not be able to save his life. I have ordered that all other cases in the six doors will be put aside first. All resources are available for you to use. You must perform well and show face to our door! Without further ado,

I have prepared some wine and food, and as the eldest brother, I will treat you well today."

In the officialdom, equality in rank is emphasized, and seniority is also emphasized. The most taboo thing is to call oneself brother or brother. Yang Deshui's performance today had to make the two of them wary, "It's not necessary to eat. Master Yang just says what he wants to say."

However, Yang Deshui refused, half softly and half hardly, and invited the two of them to the main capture room. The dishes on the table were delicious, which showed that they had put in a lot of effort. Yang Deshui dismissed the servants who were waiting, took out a jar of wine sealed with clay, and took a picture.

After opening the wine seal, the aroma filled the room immediately. He poured two glasses of wine for the two of them, then filled up his own glass and said, "How about trying this wine?"

The two of them drank a glass of wine in confusion. Zhao Xing, who loves wine, asked: "Pure wine with soy sauce aroma, mellow but not spicy, and melts in your mouth. What kind of wine is this?"

Yang Deshui poured it full again and said: "I am from Nandan, Guangxi. This wine is called Danquan, and it is considered a famous wine in the world. This jar of wine was brought from my hometown when I was a Jinshi. I only have ten bottles of it.

This altar is the only altar left. Over the years, I have been a county magistrate, worked as a governor, and then been an official in the capital. It has been thirty years in the blink of an eye, and I have not been back for thirty years."

"You've never been back?"

Yang Deshui said: "I am an official in Beijing and have not made any achievements. I cannot see my parents."

After eating a few bites of food and drinking a few glasses of wine, when they talked about their hometown, the atmosphere between the three people immediately became lively. Yang Deshui said: "Captain Zhao is from a famous family in the capital. I know this. Where is your ancestral home, Xiaodao?"

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Fan Xiaodao said to himself, I bet he was trying to trick me. When he joined the job, he also filled in his ancestral home. Fortunately, before leaving Heifeng Village, Song Jinjiang had helped him get a false identity. They were bandits.

There are some innocent people with serious status in the local area. Yang Deshui must have seen it, and Fan Xiaodao didn't hide it, "Master Yang, my ancestral home is Qingzhou, both parents died. He studied abroad with his uncle since he was a child, and rarely returns to his hometown. He said

He looks a bit like an adult."

Yang Deshui nodded, "It's no wonder you don't have much Qingzhou accent, but you have some Longxi and Guandong accents."

When he first entered the capital, Zhao Xing could tell the origin of his accent at a glance. This fact could not be hidden. In the village, Song Jingang was from outside the customs, and Jin Abacus and Hu San were from Longxi. They had the most contact with them on weekdays, so it was inevitable that they would be contaminated.

Unexpectedly, Yang Deshui Dan could recognize some of their accents. Fan Xiaodao didn't know what Yang Deshui meant, so he had to muddle through.

"What a coincidence. Mr. Xue of the Jinyi Guards is also from outside Guan. It seems that he has taken great care of you these days. I wonder if he is related to you?"

Fan Xiaodao was startled and thought that the topic was here. No wonder he insisted on inviting us to dinner. It turned out to be for this reason, so he had to make nonsense: "They are half of my elders."

"I see." Yang Deshui looked astonished, "No wonder you dare to fight against Qian's consort. It turns out there is such a relationship. Mr. Xue is a close person to His Majesty. Mr. Xue let go of this case and handed it over to our six doors.

, I want to push you upwards, you have to take advantage of it."

Fan Xiaodao could only nod in agreement.

Fan Xiaodao was also confused as to why he gave this case to them, but he was not someone who hid from things. Now that the arrangement was made, they continued. The meal was boring, but fortunately there was good wine, so Zhao Xing didn't care about it.

He was just taking care of himself, while Fan Xiaodao chatted with Yang Deshui from time to time.

After finishing the meal, it was already the third night. Before leaving, Yang Deshui personally sent the two of them out of the door and said meaningfully: "Brother, when you are promoted, please remember to give me a hand."

After coming out, Fan Xiaodao was confused and asked, "What did he mean by that?"

Zhao Xingdao: "What the fuck, I just want to find a place to sleep. There are still a lot of things waiting for us tomorrow."

Back home, Li Qingniu and Niu Dafu had already gone to bed. They were snoring loudly in the next room. Fan Xiaodao had something on his mind. He lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, thinking about the Xiao Yilu case. Now the clues and evidence were missing.

Li Zhixing, Yutai Oil Factory, Northern Zhou Dynasty Mission, Xiao Yilu, Feng Liuzhi, Lan Zhili, these names flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern.

Lan Zhili, a rich young man from Jiangnan, Li Zhixing, from the Li family in Jinling.

Suddenly, a flash occurred in his mind. He remembered that Lan Zhili had said that it seemed that his ancestral home was also Jinling, and his family was a newly wealthy family. They were all from Jinling, so would he have any relationship with Li Zhixing? If the two had known each other for a long time,

They also lured Xiao Yilu to Yutai Oil Factory with the lure of huge profits, and then killed him, which makes sense. However, Xiao Yilu was from the Northern Zhou Dynasty and was not involved in the Jinling case. Why did they want to kill him?

And using extremely cruel methods? If he just wanted to sabotage the peace talks and cause a fight between the two countries, he could have found other ways. There was no need to risk his identity and kill people.

It doesn't make sense. Naturally, there are other factors involved.

What exactly is it?

It feels like walking in the dark and suddenly seeing a beam of light in front of you. Although it is far away, you have a goal.

Fan Xiaodao became more and more excited as he thought about it. He came to Zhao Xing's room, shook him awake, and told Zhao Xing his guess. Zhao Xing woke up from his sleep with a dissatisfied look on his face. After listening to his analysis, he frowned.

He said, "As detectives, when we investigate cases, we must focus on evidence and use existing clues and evidence to track down the murderer, instead of making our own guesses first and then looking for evidence."

"What's the difference?"

Zhao Xingdao: "This is a question of methodology. In this way, whether we solve the case or find the murderer, it is a taboo in our profession to make a presumption of guilt with a stance. However, without a clue at the moment,

We might as well try this method, it’s better than trying to find a needle in a haystack without any clue!”

"Isn't it a taboo?"

"It doesn't matter what taboos you have. In this business, you have to make bold assumptions and be careful in your arguments. It doesn't matter if the cat is white or black. If it can catch mice, it is a good cat."

Just do it as you say, and neither of them is sleepy at all.

Fortunately, before they came back, they had taken the files back home. The two of them turned on the lights and re-read the files in the living room with the assumption that "Lan Zhili" was guilty. Before they knew it, the sky was about to dawn and the roosters were crowing in the east.

Still have no clue!

Niu Dafu's room was on the inside. When he got up at night, he happened to pass by them. He came to the living room with sleepy eyes and used a lamp without oil on the ground as a chamber pot. When he urinated, he sprinkled it all on the ground and got it wet.

A dossier on the ground.

Fan Xiaodao said: "Why do you keep adding to the chaos? This file will have to be returned tomorrow!"

Niu Dafu picked up the files, disapprovingly, and said: "It's just a supplementary volume, just dry it and return it." After that, he wiped the files with his sleeves. These files were already old, and the ink became stained when wet.

Some of the handwriting was unclear, so Zhao Xing complained twice, and Niu Dafu said: "No problem, I'll just make another copy."

Zhao Xing found pen and ink and said, "You can do it yourself."

"Can you do it tomorrow?"

The two of them said in unison: "No!"

Niu Dafu was reluctant and said that there were only two pages anyway, so he would just copy them once. This file recorded the list of some of the maids, servants and staff who were executed in the Jinling Li family case. Niu Dafu's side

While copying and reading, I found one line and said: "The Li family of Jinling is indeed the richest man in the south of the Yangtze River. Even the singer in the family is Persian. Alas, it is great to be rich!"

Persian?

Lan Zhili?

Fan Xiaodao and Zhao Xing were suddenly startled. They snatched the file and turned to that page. Among the people executed, there was a Persian named Saimar, who was the buyer of Li Mingyuan, the head of the Li family in Jinling.

One of the Hu Ji's subordinates has been executed.

It didn't seem like a big deal, but it caught their attention.

They had been paying attention to the Li family, but they had not considered whether these servants, the Persian named Saimar, might be related to Li Zhixing? They found some directions, went through the list again, and finally

, found a person named Lan in an inconspicuous list.

Lan Huaien, the housekeeper of the Li family in Jinling.

The two of them shouted excitedly.

Niu Dafu looked puzzled, "What's going on so early in the morning?"
Chapter completed!