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Chapter 1214 Breaking the Chains of Humanity (First update, please subscribe)
In the espionage game, everyone may be a spy, everyone may betray, and everyone may participate.

This is a war where you can't see the smoke of gunpowder. You don't know where the enemy is or where the enemy will attack.

Even the participants in this war never knew how the war was carried out.

But one thing is certain, there will be no good end for any traitor.

Sheng Yaozu never thought that when he chose to betray his country, he would have no choice. He thought that he could escape and ascend to heaven, and he could go to India with the betrayal of state secrets and spend his life drinking and drinking.

But what he didn't expect was that he got the money, but he couldn't leave Daming. For the British, they finally came across such a tool, and of course they had to squeeze it until it was worthless.

In the past time, Sheng Yaozu, who was eager to leave Daming, kept betraying state secrets, and he even dragged a former chief into the water.

He thought that as long as someone else replaced him, those British would take him away from Daming.But he obviously miscalculated.

The British broke their promises again and again, which made him feel very annoyed, but even if he was annoyed, how did he use it?

You can't call the police, can you?

After repeatedly proposing to the British that they would no longer be instructed by them, the British made concessions.

"You go to Huizhou first, and then leave by boat from there..."

But when the joyous Sheng Yaozu came to Huizhou with the money, he never thought about it at all, and he would never leave after this.

……

Ma Rulong is still the detective.

Even though he has become the most famous detective in the empire and participated in many major cases, he is still the detective.

In fact, he had the opportunity to enter the criminal investigation department of the Imperial Police Headquarters and take charge of a team of the best detectives, but he refused. Compared to the Imperial Police Headquarters, he would rather stay in Huizhou.

There are many here that are not in,

For example, the passionate samba, the seductive Huizhou girl with star feeling-this is unique to Huizhou. The samba originated from the black slaves on the plantation. After the black slaves on the plantation were liberated, those black slave women who married white people They left the plantation, and they brought this dance to Huizhou and other places, and in order to make a living, they and their daughters performed samba in clubs for a living.From then on, this dance began to flow from the coast to the inland. Although the performers were mostly liberated female black slaves and mulattos, it also began to spread among Chinese and European immigrants.At the same time, the Spanish six-string guitar and ukulele as the main accompaniment instruments were gradually replaced by percussion instruments such as bronze drums and gongs in the slums.

The dexterous and seductive hip-twisting movements of those hot female dancers can always attract men's attention, and now it has even become a local feature.

However, Ma Rulong didn't stay here because of these things. In fact, he just didn't want to go to the top and participate in politics.

Still being a detective is easy.

Another morning in the rainy season, another case.

Another crime scene.

Ma Rulong, with a cigarette in his mouth and a straw hat on his head, walked straight through the muddy lakeside grassland to the scene despite the rain.

It was the body of a young man.Cold and thin.There was some mud on the body, face up, and the body was lying on the grass by the lake.One of the corpse's eyes was closed.

It rained heavily, and the lake was covered by rain and fog.The rain fell on the branches and leaves, and then pattered on the roof of the car.There was a strong smell of earth in the rain, mixed with the smell of grass and leaves and decay.

Although he was wearing a hat, Ma Rulong's clothes were also wet, and the rain dripped on his body along the soaked clothes.He didn't notice.For Ma Rulong, every case, no matter how dull its ending, is always the most interesting and challenging at the beginning.

"Six stab wounds in the chest, one of which pierced the heart, the wound is scattered, it may be an accidental case..."

When Ah Hu, who was wearing a raincoat, introduced, when Ma Rulong was observing the wound, he used a pencil to pick apart the dead man's hand, observed carefully for a while, and then said.

"He's a bad gambler. Go to the nearby gambling stalls and check if anyone has seen him in the past few days."

"what?"

"There is a callus on the tip of the right thumb, which is caused by touching dominoes. The callus on the fingertip of a young man is so thick, he must spend every day in the casino..."

Standing up, Ma Rulong said.

"There is a ring mark on the ring finger of the left hand. The deceased should have been a soldier. Check his identity."

As a partner, Ah Hu naturally knows why, because although Chinese men will wear rings when they get married, they will definitely not wear wedding rings every day, but soldiers will—many retired soldiers like to wear rings with the insignia of their serving troops. A ring to show your status as a veteran.

Afterwards, he used a pencil to pick up his clothes to check the wound, observed carefully for a while, and even poked in the wound with the tip of the pencil, and then said to himself.

"It's murder. These stabs were intentional. The first stab was the heart!"

While watching the forensic doctor take pictures of the corpse with the camera, Ma Rulong, who had already made a basic judgment, lit another cigarette.He looked down.The corpse at his feet reminded him that this was a deliberate murder.

The flash went off once.

Ma Rulong took a few puffs of cigarettes silently. In fact, this is the reason why he likes to be in the place. There is nothing more interesting than a case, although there is nothing more common than finding a dead body.Once or twice a month or so—the bum, the prostitute, the poor, the rich, the common man, they all died of various causes, accidents, suicides, murders...

Various causes of death always attract his attention and arouse Ma Rulong's interest.

A few days later, the identity of the deceased was confirmed.

"The deceased Sheng Yaozu was a retired non-commissioned officer, a retired corporal of the Second Cavalry Division..."

Although it seemed to be a very simple case, Ma Rulong still had various doubts in his heart, but... they were just doubts.

"There are a lot of doubts in this case."

Looking at the car behind from the rearview mirror, Ma Rulong said.

"Boss, is there any doubt in that case?"

Ah Hu shrank back in the seat, staring at the gray rainy sky and the gray city outside the window.Huizhou in the rainy season has always been like this, rain, non-stop, heavy rain, light rain, moderate rain, from morning to night.

Cars drive down the street, the wipers of the Volkswagen swing back and forth on the windshield.

"murder!"

"what?"

"Although that guy likes to gamble, no one would kill someone for a little money. I always feel that things are not that simple."

Let Ah Hu speak directly.

"Head, how can it be complicated? According to the information we found, when he left the casino that day, he had already won more than 3000 yuan. No one would kill someone for 300 yuan, but 3000 yuan... definitely won't Few people are willing to kill, money is touching!"

Indeed, money touches people's hearts!Ma Rulong, who has dealt with murderers for many years, knows that birds die for food and people die for money, and there are always people who will kill for money. For Ma Rulong and his colleagues, the case of Sidley in September 15 is just one of many cases. one of.

The car was driving in the heavy rain like this. When the car turned a street corner, Ma Rulong looked into the distance through the rain curtain. On the top of the mountain in the distance, a huge statue was under construction. It was the imperial statue of Emperor Shengde.

Ma Rulong once took his children to visit the exhibition hall at the foot of the mountain, where there is a model of the statue of Emperor Shengde.

He looked deeply at the distant sea. He seemed to be contemplating how to bring the Ming Empire to victory. The sword in his hand was the patron saint of all the people in the world, and the broken chain under the scabbard.

The chains are the chains that imprison what?

There are different opinions. Some say that the Manchus imprisoned the Han people, while others say that the Caucasians imprisoned the yellow people.

In fact, this chain can also be understood as the chain of all mankind.

(End of this chapter)