After the immortal disappeared

Magistrate Tian nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay, I'll leave it to you."

He breathed a sigh of relief. The special envoy had finally been assigned an easy and uncomplicated job, although the content was a bit strange.

After the matter was explained, He Lingchuan wanted to leave, but suddenly a thought came to his mind and he retracted the leg he took out:

"By the way, there are two more things."

"Also..." Magistrate Tian almost spoke his mind, "Just give me your orders!"

"Here is a wanted poster with a reward. You can ask someone to copy a dozen or dozens more copies and post them in conspicuous places in the city as soon as possible." He Lingchuan took out a wanted notice for Mr. Mai issued by Zhitian Township and handed it over. "The eyes of the masses are sharp and they must use their power."

Magistrate Tian took it and looked at it: "Okay, I'll take care of it right away."

"When can it be put up?"

"Uh, tomorrow morning..." Magistrate Tian saw his brows furrowed and immediately changed his words, "In the evening, I'll be able to put them all together this evening!"

He Lingchuan smiled approvingly: "Also, where did you hear the news about Zhongsun Mou's arrival in Baishaqiang?"

"I heard from other dignitaries that there were more than one or two people talking about it."

"How did they know that?"

"Uh..." This time, the gossip among the upper class and the powerful spread quickly. When Magistrate Tian heard about it, it had already passed through countless hands.

"Please go check the source of the news and see who leaked the news." He Lingchuan said seriously, "This is a serious matter, so we must verify it as soon as possible!"

"Oh, okay, okay." The gossip is originally based on rumors and it is difficult to investigate, but Magistrate Tian also has his own way, which is to start with the female relatives of these top families.

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Amid the secret calculations of all parties in Bai Shaqian, three days passed quickly, and finally it was July 29th.

The Chaohu Tower is a local signature attraction. Every day, the number of tourists visiting the tower ranges from six to seven thousand to two to three thousand, making it a bustling place.

But the guests who went up to the tower today were a little disappointed, because someone came to set up the structure before dawn, and then the craftsmen came in with all kinds of things and started construction on the fourth and fifth floors.

Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding, the sound of chipping and hammering never stopped.

There are also workers carrying things up and down, and there is mud, sand, stones, and all kinds of debris everywhere.

The key to finding seclusion in Chaohu Tower is the word "secluded". Although it is crowded when there are the most tourists, sitting in the teahouse on the fourth floor and having tea with a view from afar is also a pleasure in life.

It's better now that the rude craftsmen have completely destroyed the artistic conception of the word "you". The nearby waterfowl found it too noisy and refused to land close by, so the fun of bird watching was reduced by half.

Therefore, when most people come here, when they see the clutter and hear the noise, they shake their heads and leave in despair.

Some guests came even though they didn't want to give up until they went up to the tower, but the sound of rocks being smashed on the fourth floor was deafening, and every blow seemed to hit the brain. Everyone could only watch the scenery in a hurry, and then go there. We have to get down from the tower, and we can’t even exchange a few words——

It's too noisy.

There are ten tables in the Chaohu Teahouse on the fourth floor. It was originally bustling with people, and at least three or four groups of customers lined up for each table. But today, it’s been a long time coming.

"Three tables were opened just like that." The soul-catching mirror hid in He Lingchuan's arms and clicked his tongue, "These people are really not afraid of making noise."

The occupancy rate of the teahouse is 30%.

The guests at these three tables may have a reason to sit down, so they had to endure the harsh noise.

"Suspicious!" cried the mirror, "the time is coming, they are all suspicious."

He Lingchuan was not among them.

He is in a position where he can monitor the people in the tower at any time without raising suspicion.

"What's suspicious about these tables?"

"Look at the table on the left." There was only one male guest at that table. He was in his forties and had dark skin.

"This man came in and just asked for a cup of tea and then sat still. Doesn't he look like he's waiting for someone?"

"I'm waiting for someone, but I'm not necessarily waiting for Mr. Mai."

The mirror asked him: "Is it because this person looks too rustic?"

He Lingchuan affirmed: "This man is just a hard worker, and he only wants the cheapest tea."

Jing Jing was dissatisfied: "I saw that his hands are rough and his knuckles are thick. He does heavy work. But maybe it's just a disguise, and maybe the people behind the scenes are unwilling to come in person and just find someone to test him."

"No one will look for him."

"Why?"

"His left hand is tucked into his sleeve, but he just stretched it out a few times - it's a little shaky." He Lingchuan said, "He is either an alcoholic or sick. Would you leave such an important matter to an alcoholic or a sick person?"

The mirror choked, and then turned his attention to the second table: "What about the three women at the table? Do you think the contact person will not be a woman?"

There are three female guests at this table, one is in her early thirties, the other is in her late fifties, and the last one is a young girl.

The little girl was sitting upright, her little face was white and rosy, and she was delicate and mature. The young woman's brows furrowed slightly with a look of impatience, while the old woman drank tea leisurely, occasionally comforting the two of them and saying, "It's coming soon, it's coming soon."

Because the young woman said again: "It's too noisy, otherwise let's try another day!"

"If it were another day, it would be a bad day."

He Lingchuan laughed when he heard this: "The possibility of this table is very small. That woman is a matchmaker."

"Why?"

"This is a blind date bureau. The little girl even wore new shoes and clothes, but the mother didn't."

While they were talking, someone came upstairs. They were a couple and a young man, and they sat down at this table.

The two sides began to meet and exchange greetings, both with polite yet awkward smiles.

Mirror said angrily: "Sure enough, it is the most boring activity for you humans."

"Then only the last table is left. This old man is either a businessman or a housekeeper. Let me see what other faults you can find!"

At the last table was an old man in his fifties. His clothes were of good quality and his manner of drinking tea was somewhat dignified. Indeed, as the mirror said, he was a man of some status and some money.

There are some, but not many.

It is difficult for ordinary people to cultivate the magnanimity of a superior person.

"You see, he keeps glancing towards the stairs. He is obviously impatient to wait."

"There's nothing wrong, we can't rule it out. And he's waiting for someone too." There was a pot and two cups on the table. One of the cups was still empty. He obviously had an appointment. "You can pay attention."

After all, it's midsummer, and no matter how cool the Chaohu Tower is, you'll still be sweating after taking a few sips of hot tea. The man took a handkerchief and wiped his sweat twice. As if he had made up his mind, he threw the tea money on the table, then stood up and hurried downstairs.

The mirror reminded: "Ah, he is about to slip away, follow him!"

But He Lingchuan remained motionless: "The time has not come yet, it's not him."

"Maybe he sensed something was wrong and escaped early."

"You're already here, why are you leaving before the hour? There's only half an hour left before the end of the hour."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man climbed back up the stairs.

There was someone behind him.

They fell back into place and began to talk.

The sound of chiseling was loud, so they also had to increase the volume. The tinkling would sometimes stop suddenly, and guests' conversations would echo throughout the fourth floor.

Dating Bureau: "Let me tell you, the betrothal gifts in this city are not worth this amount!"

Old man: "Then you have to give me accurate information on when my son will be released, right?"

drunkard:"……"

Suddenly, the entire fourth floor fell into an eerie silence.

He Lingchuan calmly grabbed the board and started nailing it again.

Yes, he is now wearing coarse clothes, mixing in the decoration team to help others, and finding the best observation position for himself.

When he was a patrolman in Panlong City, he often helped the townspeople repair houses and carriages. He learned all the carpentry work from Door Panel. Although he doesn't have the same skills as others, he can still make do as a small worker.

Once the noise is restored, the fourth floor will be back to normal.

The soul-catching mirror was puzzled: "These three tables are not the same, so your round was not in vain?"

He Lingchuan specifically asked the Baishaqian County Magistrate to bring in a renovation team from outside the city to renovate the Chaohu Tower starting yesterday, the 28th.

The reason why we hired an outside team was because we didn’t want the locals to get the news first.

The Soul-Taking Mirror thought at first that he understood He Lingchuan's intention. After all, the Chaohu Tower had so many customers that Mr. Mai's contacts were mixed in and could not be distinguished. So once the construction of Chaohu Tower starts, the flow of people will immediately decrease, especially those who can tolerate the noise and stay on the fourth floor, it is probably because something is really wrong.

It is easy for them to observe and distinguish.

But the guests at the three tables in front of me are all excluded. The contact person may not come, or he may come up, walk around and then leave. Because there are always tourists coming up in twos and threes, looking around, and then going downstairs.

Isn't He Lingchuan's efforts in vain? An important clue was also wasted.

As a result, He Lingchuan looked up at the clock in the teahouse and said, "It's almost a quarter to two. It's almost time."

"What's the same?" Jing Jing was dissatisfied, "Please tell me more clearly."

"Let me ask you, if you were the contact person and saw that the Chaohu Tower was not repaired in the morning and was not repaired in the evening, but you were working hard at the time you made an appointment with Mr. Mai, what would you think?" He Lingchuan chuckled, "Add more Ichijo, you know that the Crown Prince’s special envoy is also investigating the case in Bai Shaqian.”

"I'm suspicious that something has changed, so it's best to cancel the transaction." Jing Jing said without thinking, "But if there is any trouble, mice will dig holes as soon as possible."

"But what if they never find Mr. Mai? If you miss today, you will miss Mr. Mai."

The mirror asked curiously: "Is Mr. Mai that important?"

"I told Zhong Sunmou that Mr. Mai's subordinate Wan Song revealed a lot of secrets. If you were behind the scenes, wouldn't you be worried?" He Lingchuan whispered, "What's more, if they don't come, Mr. Mai will show up as promised. What if they are arrested by us? They must at least ensure that this does not happen."

"Quiet?"

He Lingchuan nodded slightly: "So, they shouldn't miss this opportunity."

"I don't dare to keep the appointment, but I don't dare not to come. It's a dilemma."

"It's not difficult." He Lingchuan said with a smile, "Everyone has a sense of luck. Bai Shaqiang has been repairing scenic spots recently. He has repaired more than a dozen places and almost never stopped. Maybe the Chaohu Tower is also being repaired by chance?"