Nightwatcher

Solve the mystery and find out? !

Everyone at the scene showed ecstasy, but they couldn't believe it. How did they do it? They obviously didn't have a clue.

He easily solved the mystery of such an unsolved case. Obviously, everyone participated in the case and had a discussion. The same information, the same clues, everyone was at a loss, why did he solve it?

Is Xu Ningyan really that scary?

Inspector Zhang, who was playing the crossword puzzle of "Miss Wen is married", was shocked, broke through the seal, and grabbed Xu Qi'an's arm in ecstasy. At this moment, Lao Zhang lost the posture of an adult governor, and asked repeatedly:

"Have you solved the mystery? Really, really?"

At this time, I want to say: If you lie to you, you will probably be beaten to death. Xu Qi'an got up and walked out: "At least there is a major breakthrough."

Under the eyes of everyone, he came to the yard of the post station, took out the map from the horse's hanging bag, returned to the lobby, and spread it out on the table.

"The mystery of the crossword puzzle lies in the Kanyu map." Xu Qi'an held the map with both hands, raised his head and looked around the crowd, and explained:

"Just relying on a piece of jade pendant can't convey information. Zhou Min will find a way to get Mrs. Yingying to bring more information, but in order to keep it secret, he used the method of guessing charades. He deceived everyone, including Mrs. Yingying .

"But with the wisdom of Layman Ziyang, you only need to ask carefully, and you will be able to solve the secret of the crossword puzzle."

"Then why is the secret of the crossword puzzle in Kanyutu?" Zhu Guangxiao asked with a frown.

"Because Kanyu map is the easiest thing to get, and it is also the first time Ziyang Layman who came to Yunzhou will definitely get it." Xu Qi'an replied.

That's right, there are Kanyutu stations. For newcomers, getting a Kanyutu is the first choice. Everyone suddenly realized.

"Whether my reasoning is right or wrong, let's verify it together." Xu Qi'an looked down at the map: "The five fonts provided by the crossword puzzle are: Si, Bo, Gao, Huang, and Ming."

Everyone rushed to the table and looked at the map with him.

The map unfolded, covering almost the entire desktop, including the entire Baidi City. Streets, buildings, lakes, bridges, yamen, etc., are all marked.

While reading the five words silently, everyone searched for the corresponding names.

Song Tingfeng suddenly pointed somewhere: "Siming Bridge!"

People's eyes then fell on the position where his finger was pointing, where the outline of the arch bridge was outlined, and the logo in tiny characters: Siming Bridge.

Another gong immediately pointed to another place: "There is a Huangbo Street here."

The words "Gao" and "Huang" did not find corresponding locations, especially the word Huang, which was too taboo, and it was not found on the entire map.

"The clue is likely to be in one of these two places." Xu Qi'an analyzed.

"The remaining two words are useless?" someone asked.

"Other words may be deceptive, mixed in with water. For the time being, let's not worry about it. Let's search these two places to see if there is any gain." Xu Qi'an said.

Governor Zhang selected six watchmen, put on casual clothes and went to Huangbo Street to investigate the situation, while Xu Qi'an brought two good friends, Zhu Guangxiao and Song Tingfeng, to Siming Bridge to find out.

Huangbo Street is not far from the post station, more than ten miles away. Siming Bridge is more than 20 miles long.

The three rode horses and galloped along the wide street. The attics and houses along the way had obvious southern characteristics, with white walls and black tiles, and loquat trees like to be planted in the yard.

Loquat is one of the characteristics of Yunzhou.

In addition, the dressing style of the common people is also very different from that in the capital. The dressing here is more free, and there are minions everywhere.

In the capital city, the bright yellow cloth is exclusively used by the royal family, but in Xu Qi'an of Yunzhou, I saw many passers-by wearing bright yellow robes.

"Although the customs are different in different places, is the imperial court's control over Yunzhou too weak?" Xu Qi'an was worried.

"The climate here in Yunzhou is really uncomfortable, it's humid and cold." Song Tingfeng frowned.

"Our capital city is better. It's colder, but it's not so penetrating. When I sent the merchant back today, I saw passers-by shaking as they walked." Zhu Guangxiao spoke.

"The two of you are like wolves in the north, and you will be frozen in the south." Xu Qi'an said with a big laugh. Of course, martial artists in the Qi training realm are no longer afraid of cold and heat, he is purely teasing.

The two looked at him blankly, what is Erha?

In fact, in this era, the winter in the south is much better than that in the north. Poor people can survive the winter by collecting straw in winter and having a shelter from the wind and rain.

The north is different. Many poor people in the north who cannot afford charcoal die silently in winter.

After all, there is no heating in the north of Dafeng.

Another point is that when riding a horse in the south in winter, the snot will come out while riding. Riding a horse in the north in winter, riding a horse, the nose is useless.

Half an hour later, they arrived at their destination.

Siming Bridge collapses on a small river. It is an arch bridge with two large and two small holes. It is carved from white marble and covered with moss.

The three of them carefully inspected the bridge for a long time, and finally, Xu Qi'an fixed his eyes on a protruding stone brick outside the bridge body.

Holding the stone brick with two fingers, slowly pulling it out, pulling out the stone brick the size of a slab brick little by little.

He reached out and groped in the brick hole for a while, and found a kit.

Sure enough, it was precisely because of this tip that the stone bricks could not fit perfectly.

"There is really something!" Song Tingfeng was overjoyed, approached and urged, "Open it and see what it is."

Xu Qi'an opened the kit, inside was a note, unfolded the note, it read:

Mo Yi Bai Lu Shi Er

three hundred four seven seven four one two

Mo, 162. 347, 4, 1, 2 What do these two sets of numbers mean? Damn, Zhou Min is really a talent! It’s too gimmicky. It’s a pity that he is dead. Xu Qi’an stared at the note and fell silent.

Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao looked at each other, and the former said blankly, "What do you mean?"

"How do I know!" Xu Qi'an replied angrily: "It's the same fight, why is there such a big gap? Look at this guy, he's much better than you two, there's no comparison, there's no comparison"

"Anzi himself is the best, each with its own characteristics, otherwise how would we do the latent mission." Song Tingfeng argued unconvincedly:

"The watchmen in our yamen are only responsible for force."

Anzi belonged to talents with special skills, either thoughtful or extremely clever, while the watchman in the yamen was only responsible for the output of violence, the two were different.

At this time, it was approaching dusk.

Xu Qi'an put away the note and said helplessly, "Let's go back first."

What awaits them, no, what awaits him, will be another brainstorm.

station.

Because Huangbo Street is closer to the post station, the watchman who went to this street to investigate the situation has returned, bringing back depressing news.

"Didn't find it? Did you investigate well?" Governor Zhang asked.

"There are not many people on that street during the day. I asked the residents in the next street and found out that it is a dog market. The market is only open at night, and there is no one at the moment."

Tong Gong, who went to investigate, replied depressedly.

Whether a street is big or small, if you plunge into it like a headless chicken, what can you gain? Ask everyone you meet, do you know the experience of Zhou Minzhou, who is the commanding officer?

"Hey!" The watchmen were discouraged for a while, shaking their heads.

Governor Zhang took a sip of tea, sat for a while, couldn't sit still anymore, and paced back and forth in the lobby.

Huangbo Street has no clues, so now we can only wait for news from Xu Ningyan. If they don't find out either, then the case is back to square one.

They are still standing still.

"There must be something to gain, otherwise it will be a case of no suspense," Governor Zhang muttered.

His muttering sound entered the ears of several Yin Gong and Jiang Lvzhong without missing a word.

"They're back." The gong at the door said in surprise.

A group of people turned their heads in unison, looked towards the door, and watched Xu Qi'an return with his two colleagues.

"How is it?" Jiang Luzhong asked quickly.

Governor Zhang's hands under his sleeves were clenched into fists, staring at them expectantly and nervously.

Xu Qi'an took out the note and put it on the table. In an instant, more than a dozen hands stretched out together.

Snapped!

Jiang Lvzhong slapped away all the claws, and hurriedly snatched them over. When he unfolded the creed, he frowned again:

"What does it say?"

Well, Xu Qi'an made a judgment without the secret code of changing people's yamen.

"Let me see!" Governor Zhang rushed over and grabbed the note with two sets of numbers written on it:

Mo Yi Bai Lu Shi Er

three hundred four seven seven four one two

Governor Zhang fell into a state of prohibition for a long time, and the books of sages and sages he had read flashed through his mind, and then he ruled out the option of echoing the allusions in the books.

This is the same as "Miss Wen Marries", both are bullying topics. Governor Zhang was worrying when he saw Xu Qi'an going upstairs silently.

"Ning Yan, what are you going to do?"

Xu Qi'an looked back on the stairs, listless: "Go back to the room and visualize, otherwise, I feel like I will die suddenly at any time. Well, I haven't slept for twelve days."

"!!!" Jiang Lvzhong frowned fiercely.

He already knew that Xu Qi'an was attacking the realm of refining the gods. Xu Qi'an had asked a similar question on the canal: how to attack the realm of refining the gods.

Seeing the dark circles under his eyes deepening day by day, Jiang Lvzhong guessed that this kid might be attacking the realm of refining gods, but he didn't know how many days he had been sick.

Twelve days, twelve days have not broken the limit, and there was a fight in the middle

This means that Xu Qi'an's primordial spirit has great potential, very great. If he steps into the realm of refining gods, his primordial spirit will undergo a qualitative change.

Jiang Lvzhong himself was promoted to the state of refining gods, and he survived for 16 days. The other golden gongs are not much different.

"Looking at this kid, twelve days is obviously not the limit. I don't know how long he can last on one breath." Thinking of this, Jiang Lvzhong said in a deep voice, "Don't fall asleep."

Back in the room, Xu Qi'an took off his shoes, sat cross-legged on the bed, exhaled and practiced Qi, and visualized the picture of a giant, sometimes switching to the picture of a roaring golden lion.

Getting better and better, suddenly heard a knock on the door.

"What is it?" He opened his eyes.

"Ning Yan, are you feeling better?" Governor Zhang's voice came from the door, and after receiving Xu Qi'an's affirmative answer, he immediately said:

"Come with me to the dinner party, and meet Yunzhou officialdom for a while."

PS: Change first and then change.