20 years of the Republic of China

Chapter 261 Good News

The situation is over, Second Master Qiao is dead.

I spent a lot of money on a ride, lost a life, and then paid countless thanks to others——

If you don't know how to write the word "grieved", you can go and see the death scene of Mr. Qiao.

Early the next morning, the servants returned to Qiao's mansion.

As soon as we entered the courtyard and saw the door of the ancestral hall open in the distance, we felt an ominous premonition.

When he came to the hall, he saw that Mr. Qiao was indeed kneeling in front of the densely packed ancestral tablets. His eyes were closed tightly, his expression was frightened and ferocious, his limbs were stiff and pale, and he was already dead.

But after careful inspection inside and outside the body, no wounds were found.

Only the triangular talisman in his arms changed from yellow to black for some unknown reason.

As a result, the theory that Qiao's house was haunted quickly spread among the neighbors.

Later, the patrol police intervened, and Xianshi Wufangzi naturally became the primary target of suspicion. However, the group had already prepared an alibi in advance, and the deceased was unharmed, so it was difficult to convict him.

Mr. Qiao is too cautious and low-key, making it harder for outsiders to guess what enemies he has.

Immortal Master Wu Fangzi was invited by himself. Even if he is a charlatan, he can only make money, so why kill him?

On the contrary, Mrs. Qiao's wife has not been heard from at all since she was kicked out of the house. She has never returned, making her more and more suspicious.

After all, the couple had a big fight on the day of the ceremony.

Second Master Qiao once threatened to divorce his wife. Judging from the motive, it seems more reasonable that Shu Ning holds a grudge.

But why Mr. Qiao died and what he saw before he died is still a mystery in the final analysis...

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The aftermath takes a break.

Old Market Street, Yutai Inn.

Jiang Lianheng and Wang Zhengnan sat opposite each other, chatting with each other.

There has been no news from Zhao Guoyan, and speculation about his whereabouts has become increasingly pessimistic.

Xinshi Street, the Japanese police station, spent a lot of time looking around, but there was still no news, and no one could be found, so as we chatted, the topic unknowingly turned closer to funeral arrangements.

Liu Yansheng, Li Zhengxi and others had just finished the Zha Fei Bureau and were also avoiding the limelight at the boundary of Xinshi Street.

There is still one person under the bed in the room, who is leaning over the desk and writing furiously on a notepad.

"It's so exciting!" Chuang Hu murmured to himself as he wrote, "I was so scared to death in the end, it was kind of interesting!"

Jiang Lian glanced at him and snorted coldly: "You said it lightly! There was no one in the deep house compound. I put on the official uniform of the Qing Dynasty and walked around the Qiao family ancestral hall, and my heart went crazy. , let alone that Qiao Er?"

According to the original plan, Jiang Lianheng planned to strangle Mr. Qiao to death and then pretend to hang himself.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Qiao was so frightened that he died on the spot, which saved him a lot of trouble.

Chuanghu chuckled and said: "Brother, you misunderstood. I'm not saying that he is timid, but I am saying that this Zha Fei game is really interesting. It is more interesting than collecting wind and stealing the moon to seduce people. This will happen next time. You must remember to take me with you, it doesn’t matter whether it’s money or not, the main thing is to have fun!”

However, Jiang Lianheng looked thoughtful and somewhat depressed.

I don’t know if it’s because Zhao Guoyan’s life or death is unknown, or because he has other worries.

This Zha Fei game went smoothly. Firstly, the plate was stepped on accurately and the personality of the hot spot was figured out; secondly, everyone worked together.

At the beginning of the game, he sneaked into the Qiao family's main room where the statue was enshrined, placed a small stone under the base of the statue, and used a red pen to outline the corners of his mouth.

The shadows of candlelight are completely different once the angle changes.

Looking straight on, it's like looking at a beauty under the lamp; but if you turn it slightly downward, it immediately becomes like looking at a ghost under the lamp.

Mr. Qiao himself was a bit nagging. That night the south wind was howling again and the candle shadows were flickering. He felt panicked and became more and more hairy the more he looked at it.

The rows in the ancestral hall naturally moved their hands and feet as usual, and swayed slightly when the wind blew.

Many of the tricks that followed were actually not very clever, and they were for no other reason than to make Mr. Qiao want to hire someone to exorcise ghosts.

After the Qiao family's concierge met Li Zhengxi, Mr. Qiao waited for the immortal master for three days, then prepared rituals for three days, and finally offered incense to his ancestors in the ancestral hall for three days.

This is also part of the game and must not be missing.

For nine days in a row, Huo Dian almost never left the house, in order to deprive him of his eyes and ears, cover his hearing and hearing, and prevent outsiders from alerting him.

Second Master Qiao himself was a blind man, and his family background prejudice made him avoid the world.

No matter how smart a person is, if he stays indoors, sooner or later he will become a fool.

In this way, before Immortal Master Wufangzi came, Mr. Qiao himself had already stayed for three minutes.

Outsiders are not allowed to enter the ancestral hall to facilitate manipulation on the masonry floor so that "ghost footprints" can appear smoothly.

On the day of the ceremony, the ancestors' ranks were scattered in full view of the public. In fact, the people under the bed had already been waiting on the beam.

The ancestral tablets on the altar table originally had stairs. You only need to use fishing lines to hook down the back row, and the rest will naturally scatter on the ground. If Mr. Qiao was calm enough, he should have discovered that the ancestors' rankings fell twice, once in a regular manner and once scattered around. The reason is that one was pre-arranged and the other was freshly made on the same day. Of course, the situation was different. different.

After Immortal Master Wu Fangzi "drove" Mr. Qiao away from Li Zhengxi, he immediately asked his disciples to go to the ancestral hall to straighten the tablets, in order to erase the traces of the charade.

Jiang Lianheng finally committed the murder himself to avenge Zhao Guoyan, scaring Mr. Qiao to death. In the end, he did not forget to replace the yellow talisman folded into a triangle in his arms with a black one, in order to make the Zhafei situation have a beginning and an end.

Charlatanism is nothing like this.

Even online friends cannot guarantee that they will never be deceived, let alone a loophole.

If it was purely for the sake of making money and killing people, Li Zhengxi and others should have run away three days ago.

But although Mr. Qiao is dead, the wife of the Qiao family is still there after all.

Wang Zhengnan took advantage of the situation and asked, "Brother Dao, Qiao Er's wife is still with Xifeng, what are you going to do?"

Jiang Lianheng asked, "What are you going to do?"

"Me? Hehe, this...I don't have any ideas!"

"That girl is quite handsome, why don't you marry her and take good care of her in the future."

"No, no, no, the shoes worn by others are too dirty!" Wang Zhengnan quickly waved his hands and said, "Brother Dao, you are making fun of me again. I have no other intentions. It's just that the West Wind side is still waiting for news from us. What if If it's cleared up, it's better to give her a quickie and save her from suffering. She's a woman, so it's not easy for her."

Jiang Lianheng shook his head, but said: "Tell Xifeng to mark the people and hide them! When the wind gets smaller, I have something to ask that bitch!"

The reason for leaving Mrs. Qiao alive for the time being is very simple.

After all, this girl was deeply involved in Master Qiao's business, so she must have some knowledge about the source of goods, freight and buyers.

Uncovering the shipment of these black gold would be of great benefit, whether directly involved or by setting up an insurance company.

"Boom boom boom!"

While talking, there was a sudden knock on the door of the house.

Chuanghu was startled, immediately stopped writing in his hand, stood up and hid behind the cabinet.

Jiang Lian Hengchong winked at Wang Zhengnan, and the two of them immediately put their hands into their arms and held down their respective guns.

"Enter!"

The door opened and the person who stepped into the room was not a clerk in the store, but a thin young man with a white face.

This man is only around 20 years old, with slender fingers and bright eyes. Although his clothes are simple, he is by no means a hard worker. He also knows the sense of propriety between advancement and retreat.

"Uh, hello, who is Mr. Jiang Lianheng?"

Just when Jiang Lianheng was about to speak, Wang Zhengnan asked in surprise: "Huh? Brother, why are you here?"

The white-faced young man looked at Nanfeng's figure, immediately recalled it, and immediately smiled: "Ah, what a coincidence! Mr. Wang, you are here too!"

Jiang Lianheng frowned, looked at Nanfeng, and asked, "Do you two know each other?"

"We know, we know!"

Wang Zhengnan stood up quickly, and while letting the fair-faced young man into the room, he explained: "Brother Dao, this brother's name is Fang Yan, he is a clerk at Demao Yang Company - ah no, it's a translator - I haven't been there before. I'm going to a foreign company to ask about pig hair! Come on, brother, come in quickly!"

"No, no, no, you're welcome." Fang Yan said with a smile, "I'm here to help others and come here to see Mr. Jiang."

Hearing this, Jiang Lianheng stood up slowly, clasped his fists and said, "Thank you for your hard work, brother. May I ask - who are you speaking to?"

Fang Yan quickly returned the gift, but asked: "Mr. Jiang, do you have a friend named Zhao Guoyan?"

Jiang Lianheng felt nervous and said quickly, "Yes! That's my brother. Do you know where he is?"

"Oh, Mr. Zhao is currently recovering from his injuries in our foreign bank. He is almost better now, but he refuses to go to the hospital. If it is convenient for Mr. Jiang, I can take you there to have a look."

When Jiang Lianheng heard this, he immediately understood Zhao Guoyan's good intentions.

Nearly half a month has passed since we left the dock. Zhao Guoyan cannot remain unconscious.

He didn't want to find Jiang Lianheng as soon as possible or go to the hospital. There was only one possibility, and that was to wait for the news to pass.

Zhao Guoyan was "inexplicably" wounded by a gunshot. Although he had fled to Jiushi Street and was not in the "jurisdictional area" of the Japanese, if he really wanted to track him down, given the virtue of the authorities, they would certainly not be able to stop him.

If he went to find Jiang Lianheng or the hospital at this time, he might drag his eldest brother into trouble.

Therefore, it was kept secret until half a month later, when it was discovered that everything was safe, and someone came to find Jiang Lianheng to take him back.

Being able to reach this point as a younger brother can no longer be summed up by the word "loyalty".

When Jiang Lian Heng heard this, of course he didn't hesitate at all. As soon as he heard that the other party worked at Demao Foreign Company, he immediately changed into a suit from the box, put on a top hat, a pocket watch, put on two packs of cigarettes, and immediately stood up to say hello. south wind.

"Let's go! Go find Guo Yan and talk about the pig hair business."

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