Nightwatcher

Xu New Year frowned: "Why do you want this?"

I want to solve the case. Xu Qi'an said in a deep voice: "I want to know the history of the case, and I will know it if I die. Otherwise, I will not be reconciled."

If you directly talk about solving the case, Xu New Year will probably feel that his head is out of order, so Xu Qi'an changed the term.

After all, the original Xu Qi'an was stubborn and stubborn.

Xu Nian pondered for a while, and said, "I've read the file, so I can tell you about it."

In the past few days, he has been working on behalf of the Xu family. The case is too big and no one dares to help. With nowhere to ask for help, Xu Xinian changed his mind and tried to break the situation by recovering the tax money.

Relying on the Xu family's original connections and the relationship with the academy, as well as the management of money, Xu Xinnian bribed the officials of Jingzhao Mansion to copy the files for him.

However, he had no experience in criminal case judgment or investigation, so he had no choice but to give up.

Xu Qi'an raised his hand to interrupt, "Go and write it down, dictation is meaningless."

All the details of the case are in the text. If you need to deliberate, chew, and dedicate part of your energy to listen, your brain will not be able to think and analyze calmly.

Xu Qi'an's logical reasoning ability has always been outstanding in his previous life, and he is the best in his grade.

In the past, Xu Xinian would not talk to him, thinking that the two brothers' farewell this time might be a farewell forever.

He agreed to his brother's last request, and said in a low voice, "Wait a moment."

leave quickly.

The footsteps disappeared in the corridor, Xu Qi'an sat down with his back against the fence, feeling uneasy and complicated.

He wasn't sure about making a comeback, wanting to solve the case was a desire, and it was true that he was not reconciled.

This is the only self-help method I can think of, I have to try it, and struggle to the death.

In modern criminal investigation methods, crime scene investigation, monitoring and autopsy are three essential components.

No one died in the missing tax bank case, and there was no surveillance in ancient times, and he was deeply imprisoned, so the above three elements were not in a condition to contact.

Fortunately, the file can restore the crime scene to a certain extent.

While digesting the memory of the original owner, he forced himself to get rid of all negative emotions. Only a calm mind can have clear thinking and complete rigorous reasoning.

"Whether it's life or death, it depends on what happens next," he murmured.

The time for a stick of incense gradually passed, Xu Xinian hurried back and handed him a few pieces of rice paper with wet ink on it.

"It's time, I have to go." Xu Xinian hesitated, and said, "Take care of yourself."

Xu Qi'an didn't speak, his eyes were already attracted by the handwriting on the rice paper.

Time was running short, and the handwriting on the paper was in cursive script. If Xu Qi'an hadn't studied in a private school for several years, he wouldn't be able to recognize these ghostly symbols at all.

"Reading is still useful, but it's mainly because of an illiterate person." Xu Qi'an laughed at himself.

The case of tax bank disappearance is as follows:

[Three days ago, at 2:30 a.m. Maoshi (6:30 a.m.), Xu Pingzhi escorted a batch of tax money into Beijing. At 12:00 a.m., he arrived at Guangnan Street. Just after crossing the bridge, a strange wind suddenly blew up, and the horses were frightened and rushed into the street. side of the river.

In a short time, there was a deafening explosion, and the river exploded to a height of six feet, and the turbid waves surged into the sky.

The soldiers in charge of escorting the tax money jumped into the river to look for the silver, and only found 1,215 taels of silver, and the rest disappeared.]

In addition to the incident, there are also the confessions of passers-by collected by the Jingzhao Mansion and the confessions of the soldiers who participated in the escort.

In a series of confessions, Xu Qi'an noticed that a sentence was outlined with a red cinnabar pen: monsters are causing trouble!

"A monster?!" Xu Qi'an's pupils shrank, and his heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

Jingzhao Mansion, back hall.

After three consecutive days of busy work, the three main persons in charge of the missing tax bank case gathered together.

Chen Hanguang, the governor of Jingzhao Mansion, was holding a white porcelain blue and white teacup in his hand, and the lid of the tea lightly tapped on the rim of the cup, with a serious expression on his face.

The official of the fourth rank, who was wearing a scarlet robe and embroidered with clouds and geese, sighed softly: "There are still two days left. The Holy Majesty ordered me to recover the tax money before Xu Pingzhi beheaded. My lords, we must hurry up."

The two that Chen Fuyin spoke of were middle-aged men in black uniforms and black cloaks, with straight noses, slightly sunken eye sockets, and light brown pupils.

Half of Southern barbarian blood.

Another girl with an oval face in a yellow dress, with picturesque eyebrows, creamy skin, looks radiant.

She was holding a sugar cane in her hand, a small deerskin bag and a Feng Shui Bagua dish on her waist, and a pair of small boots embroidered with cloud patterns under her skirt.

Swing and swing.

These two are assistants in handling the case. The middle-aged man is called Li Yuchun, and he comes from an organization that is extremely feared by Dafeng officials: beaters.

The organization "Watcher" is engaged in activities such as reconnaissance, arrest, and interrogation. Also involved in the collection of military information, instigation of enemy generals and other work.

It does not belong to the six departments, nor does it belong to the military system.

It is the intelligence organization of the royal family, and it is also a guillotine hanging over the heads of all officials.

All officials in Dafeng have heard a saying: Don't do bad things during the day, and don't be afraid to beat people at night.

And the girl in the yellow skirt is a member of the Sitianjian, and her status is not low, and she is the disciple of the Sitianjian.

The middle-aged man with a silver gong embroidered on his chest glanced at the bagasse vomited by a girl in a yellow dress at his feet, and frowned. With a swirl of his palm, the air flow rolled and gathered the bagasse in one place.

The middle-aged man nodded slightly, revealing a flash of joy.

Only then did he reply Chen Fuyin with a serious face: "This case is covered with clouds and fog, it is very strange, maybe our direction is wrong."

"Lord Li, where did you start with this statement?" Chen Fuyin frowned. After analyzing the case so far, it is basically determined that it was a monster who robbed the tax bank.

"We don't have much time, what we should do now is to catch the troublesome monsters as soon as possible, don't think about these messes." Chen Fuyin said.

In recent years, the national treasury has been empty, and there are frequent famines in various places. The tax silver of 150,000 taels is equivalent to the annual tax revenue of an ordinary county.

His Majesty's anger is understandable.

I don't have any money in the first place, and you're throwing me off, I'm so mad.

Chen Fu Yin took over the case conscientiously, and the burden on his shoulders made him unable to eat or sleep well recently.

The middle-aged man shook his head, without arguing, he asked instead: "What new gains does Xu Pingzhi have?"

Chen Fuyin shook his head: "A martial artist can only keep complaining about being wronged, he doesn't even know how the tax money was lost."

The girl in the yellow skirt said lightly: "I have seen his 'Qi', and I am not lying."

Li Yuchun and Chen Fuyin nodded and did not continue talking about this person.

As a criminal, Xu Pingzhi was the first to be investigated, tortured, his interpersonal relationship and financial situation, etc. were all touched. Coupled with Si Tianjian's Qi Watching Technique, the suspicion has been ruled out now.

Of course, the loss of tax money, Xu Pingzhi's dereliction of duty, death penalty is inevitable.

The middle-aged man and Chen Fuyin had serious faces and heavy hearts.

Only the girl in the yellow skirt, who was the least stressed, gnawed on the sugar cane heartlessly.

At this time, footsteps came, and a government servant hurried in, holding a small bamboo tube in his right hand, and a butter paper bag in his left hand, which contained a large steaming meat bun.

The yamen servant first handed over the bamboo tube.

The girl in the yellow skirt didn't answer, but stared at the big meat bun with bright eyes like stars.

The yamen servant wisely changed the order, and the girl in yellow skirt happily gnawed on the big meat bun, then took the bamboo tube, pulled out a note, and read it:

"My people said that during the twenty miles along the way, no evil spirits were observed in Hanoi, and there were no traces on the shore."

"Snapped!"

The depressive atmosphere finally exploded. Chen Fuyin slapped the table angrily, his face livid with anger: "Where can I take one hundred and fifty thousand taels of silver? It has to go ashore, it has to go ashore. It's been three days, and there is no trace of the other party." did not find."

"Damn it, where a monster dares to intercept my big tax money, I will definitely call it annihilated!"

If the tax bank can't get back, he has to take the blame, the emperor doesn't care if he is wronged or not, if his butt sits in this position, he has to take the blame.

This is the case in the officialdom. It is easy to climb up after hard work, but it is easy to fall down.

The middle-aged man Li Yuchun let out a sigh of relief, and resumed the topic just now: "Could it be that our investigation is in the wrong direction, maybe it's not the work of monsters."

Chen Fuyin looked at him, took a deep breath, and suppressed the annoyance in his heart: "It's not a monster, why did the monster wind come from? How could silver disappear out of thin air when it entered the river? crack."

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