The Famous Detective of the Red Mansions

[First update, today's state is not as good as yesterday's. It is estimated that the third shift will take place midnight. 】

Qingxu view, welcoming guests.

Call~

Zhang Chenggang reined in, and Chen Jingde hurriedly dismounted from the saddle behind him, rushed to the front a few steps, raised the curtain with his riding whip, and said with a grin: "My lord, it's already there."

It is absolutely wishful thinking for people like this to expect them to be alone. However, it is beyond the reach of most capable officials and officials to talk about their trivial matters.

Sun Shaozong nodded calmly, jumped out of the carriage and headed to the wine shop by the side of the road.

"Master, Master Sun!"

The store that was being repeatedly questioned by the yamen saw that Sun Shaozong had arrived, and he immediately greeted the door with joy, but before he crossed the threshold, he was stopped by the two yams who guarded the door.

The store took a half step back in fright, and dared not to move forward indiscriminately. He only said with a bitter face: "My lord Mingjian, the villain is just opening the door to do business. How did you ever control what the diners do? Let me talk about these two monks They are all raw faces, not regular customers in the store..."

He is still complaining here. Sun Shaozong has already approached, raised his hand and waved back the gatekeeper, and smiled warmly: "The store can rest assured, it's just a routine inquiry. It's not too soon or too late, and it won't be broken. Your business."

With that said, one step must cross the threshold.

The shop hurriedly retreated to the side, and echoed with a smile on his face: "With your old saying, the villain feels more at ease-in these 49 cities, who knows that you love the people like a child, and sympathize with our poverty. people."

The owner of a wine shop who can stay close to the Qingxu Guan, who is able to put aside a wine shop, can't be regarded as a poor man anyway.

However, Sun Shaozong didn't bother to break through him. He asked for the transcript from the officer in charge of the interrogation, only to find that there was no text on it. He only drew two bald heads with burdens and leather boots.

Gee~

I'm encountering someone who has just refilled the number again.

According to official regulations, due to the responsibilities of reading official documents and checking letters, the basic requirements of yamen are to be able to read and write.

However, how many people who can read and write these days are willing to practice such underhands?

Therefore, there are not many people who can read and write at the bottom of the government.

The servant responsible for recording the confession also knew that his masterpiece might not be able to enter the eyes of Master Shaoqing, so he was busy with the maidservant and reported: "Master, after the villain just cross-examined, he found two suspicious points: 1. When the two monks were eating here, they carried a baggage on their backs. When the corpse was found, the baggage was nowhere to be seen."

"Secondly, these two monks are wearing high-bottomed leather fast boots. This kind of boots is made of buffalo leather. It is not easy to take off, and it is even more difficult to destroy it-if it is not for something strange on it. , The murderer should not deliberately deal with it."

Although the cultural literacy is a little bit worse, but this government officer can be selected to interrogate such an important and big case, and sure enough, there are still some ways.

Sun Shaozong nodded slightly, and then asked, "How far have you been chasing it now."

This was a little boring, but the **** replied immediately: "Now I have chased Hualou Street, about two miles away from here, and about three miles away from the Dragon King Temple."

After hearing this, Sun Shaozong threw the pamphlet back to him, and instructed: "Draw all the lines before and after it for the official."

The servant was waiting to take orders, but he heard Sun Shaozong ask again: "What's your name?"

A little joy flashed across the Ya Ya's face, but he quickly converged, bowing and replied: "Little man Huang Bin."

"Remember to read and recognize words in the future."

When Sun Shaozong said, he ignored Huang Bin, went to the square table in the center, and called the restaurant who was still worried, and ordered two plates of pickled dishes.

Hearing that Mrs. Sun is going to dine in his own small shop, the owner is really relieved. He urged the guy to bring out two plates of signature dishes, and then personally delivered them to Sun Shaozong.

"My lord, this hot and sour dried bamboo shoots were you originally..."

"Oh~!"

Just about to play a game of sentiment cards, Chen Jingde's complexion suddenly changed next to him unconsciously. First, his throat surged and retched a few times, and he ran out with his mouth covered.

Not long after, I heard the sound of vomiting outside the door.

How can this be done?

The shopkeeper opened his mouth inexplicably, wanting to ask what happened, but didn't dare to speak rashly, so he had to smile awkwardly there.

Sun Shaozong naturally knew that Chen Jingde was thinking of the residue in the stomach of the corpse, but he said nonsense without blinking: "He probably broke his stomach in the morning, and suffered a cold wind along the way—not to mention him. The officer talked about the two monks."

The store didn't know where it was, and naturally believed it to be true, so under the guidance of Sun Shaozong, he searched for the details of yesterday.

However, the two monks didn't stay for a while, and they didn't have a word when they ate. The store recollected repeatedly, but they were just trivial. The two points that the yaman found before were basically not clues.

At the same time as Sun Shaozong interrogated, some people came to report and extended the itinerary of the two monks that day to three miles away.

Therefore, I heard that there was another group of people shouting horses outside, and everyone in the shop thought it was the **** again, and didn't care.

Unexpectedly, it was not an officer who entered the door, but an official in a blue robe.

After the official entered the door, he laughed and said, "Master Shaoqing is really here, but Su was so hard to find!"

"what?"

Sun Shaozong followed his reputation, and couldn't help being a little surprised. He hurriedly got up to greet him, and said in surprise, "Why did Su Zhixian come here? Could it be that Sun has something to do?"

But it turned out that the one who came in, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com, had served as a county prime minister in Daxing County, and later promoted Su Xingfang, a magistrate of Wanping County.

When Sun Shaozong was an official in Shuntian Mansion, although he was at odds with Wang Qian, the county magistrate of Daxing, he was quite close to this Su Xingfang.

"Sure enough, nobles have forgotten things."

Su Xingfang laughed and joked, and then said solemnly: "I came to the official to report the errand to Master Shaoqing. Yesterday you sent someone to inform the county to check whether the monks have gone missing. Neglect, I ordered people to visit day and night, and indeed found a few monks who were unknown whereabouts, so I came to report."

It turned out to be for this.

At the beginning, Sun Shaozong really wanted the local government to help with the verification, but he was first returned by the Shuntian Mansion, and later found out that the two monks were actually pretending to be Taoist priests, so he left the matter behind.

But he never thought that Su Xingfang was so laborious.

Sun Shaozong's heart warmed, and he said, "Dolaosu County is very supportive-but now I have just found some clues, the missing monk is so obvious that there is no need to continue to investigate for the time being."

"Is there such a thing?"

Su Xing was bitter, but then he was excited again: "I can't let me go for nothing, it just so happens that this neighborhood is also under the jurisdiction of Daxing County, what do you want..."

"Master Shaoqing!"

As he was talking, another hunter rushed in from outside, exclaiming excitedly: "The little ones found near Anrenfang. The trail of the two monks was suddenly interrupted! Continue to explore until you reach the Dragon King Temple. Closer, no one has seen them again!"

Anrenfang?

There seems to be a lot of alleys there, but it's a good place to start.

Sun Shaozong immediately waved his hand: "If Suzhi County is interested, how about you and I go to Anrenfang?"

"Therefore, I do not dare to ask my ears!" ()

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