Chapter 293 Password hidden in the account book (please subscribe)

"What?"

The quiet and cramped hut was filled with shelves of books.

In the sound of the drizzling autumn rain outside the wooden door, the dim lights made the atmosphere mysterious.

The words Qi Ping suddenly said made the two secret spies in the hearts of the world jump.

Suddenly my whole body became tense.

Qi Ping ended his thoughts and looked around, with inexplicable emotions in his eyes:

"'Scholar' is a gold medal spy. He is a very cautious and intelligent person in his internal evaluation. Therefore, he will never give you the key for no reason.

Combined with the information on the 11th, he might have made the worst plan at that time, and the key he left was almost explicit, allowing latecomers to enter here.

Then...he must have left something, something you didn't notice."

The two secret spies looked at each other, and Hongye frowned and said:

"We also thought about this possibility, but we did not find it."

Qi Ping asked: "Where have you all looked for?"

Hongye said with a little pride:

"We have searched the whole house, and we have not spared every corner. We have even read all the books here, but we have not found any information."

As a secret spy in the world, they may not be too smart, but at least they are not stupid. They have also thought about what Qi Ping guessed.

Is this true? Qi Ping was not disappointed.

At this time, he suddenly remembered the time in the northwest. When he visited Zheng Siku's residence at night with Hong Jiaojiao, he stepped towards the scroll on the wall.

There are many scrolls, one by one hanging in rows.

Hongye looked at the adult with some surprise, not knowing what he was doing, thought for a while and said:

"We actually have a guess."

"Tell me." Qi Ping asked casually while holding her hands behind her back.

Hongye carefully analyzed:

"We think that if the scholar really left something, he might have been taken first, and even... he was discovered and kidnapped by the people of Bulao Lin before he could stay."

Over the past period of time, the three of them have not only searched diligently, but also carried out a lot of brainstorming.

After thinking about it, there are only two possibilities for the disappearance of the scholar.

One is that he encountered an accident when he went out, and the other is that he was investigated by the Duke's Mansion, which attracted the attention of some people, and was found and kidnapped.

In this case, nothing will be left behind.

Qi Ping picked up a landscape painting, pinched and looked at it, and said, "You can rule out the second one, he was not kidnapped."

Hongye was stunned for a moment and said unconvincedly: "Why?"

The young man next to him didn't understand why Qi Ping's tone was so confident, and he felt depressed that his wisdom was denied.

Qi Ping put down the landscape painting and changed to the second observation, but still did not look at the two of them:

"Are there any signs of fighting on the scene?"

The tall and thin young man said:

"No...but it can also be erased. Besides, if a powerful practitioner comes, he will have the ability to abduct people without leaving any trace."

Holding the scroll and looking at it carefully, it was like a scholar who was carefully appreciating antiques and smiled:

"The traces can be erased, but where is the book shop?"

"What?" The two secret spies were confused and didn't understand.

Qi Ping blew at the painting scroll and said in a plain tone:

"We assume that the scholar was kidnapped, then he must have been tortured. If he couldn't hold on, confess... If this is the case, can you still see me alive? Can that message be sent to Kyoto?

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So it is certain that the scholars, no matter how alive or dead, would definitely not betray us."

The red leaves and the tall and thin young man nodded, approving this logic.

Qi Ping pinched the wooden pole and picked up another picture of the maid from the wall, saying:

"Under this premise, assuming that the scholar did not leak the secret, and the people of Bulao Lin came here again... Can you all guess that if you want to check this room, the enemy would not have thought of it?

If it were me, regardless of whether the scholar spoke or not, he would search carefully, or it would be safer to burn this place and create an unexpected fire. Why do we have to leave potential hidden dangers?"

After a pause, he continued:

"And, it's still the same problem. If the other party knew this place and you were wandering here for so long, the enemy had discovered it long ago, and would you still keep it?

Or...you have betrayed?!"

The two secret spies were listening attentively, and suddenly found that Qi Ping suddenly turned around and stared at them with a burning look. He was startled and said quickly:

"Sir...we..."

Well... When people face sudden situations, they will instinctively expose their legs. These two expressions are normal, and they don’t seem to be ghosts... Qi Ping thought in his heart.

If it weren't for the fact that today's "retracement" had been used up, he even wanted to do it again.

But the problem should not be big, there is no such thing. If there is any problem with the Hongye Squad, there is no reason to send the information back...unless it is to frame the "Duke of Yue"...

This possibility is very small, but as a rigorous detective, he would not arbitrarily determine that the Duke of Yue is guilty of just one piece of information from the "scholar".

"Ha, just kidding," Qi Ping smiled, turned back, hung up the scroll, and sighed softly:

"So, the scholar is most likely to encounter an accident when he went out, and this place has not been traced back. If he left something, he would definitely be here."

It seems...it makes some sense...the two secret spies thought and asked:

"But where else can it be? We even knocked on the floor tiles and didn't find any dark lattices."

They don't understand.

Qi Ping patted the dust on his hands and walked towards the counter:

"Leaving clues may not be kept in the dark, or in the open, anyone can see them but cannot detect abnormalities. This is a clever method."

Hongye suddenly said, "Is it these paintings?"

Fluent shook his head: "It shouldn't be."

"..." The two spies were speechless and thought to themselves that they were not, so you watched it for a long time...

Qi Ping was also helpless. He was not a god. If there was any problem, he had to check it out before he could find out... At least it seems that the paintings on the wall were not abnormal at present.

Is it a book?

But Hongye and others had already passed it over. After a brief contact, Qi Ping still recognized their work.

In a slightly awkward atmosphere, Qi Ping walked to the cramped counter, sat down, and began to look.

The counter is small and simple, and there is no abnormality at first glance.

The things placed are also daily needs. I held up a few old books on the table. It seemed that I was reading when the "scholar" was bored.

The golden bottle was first turned and the edges were rolled up... There were a few below, with different titles:

"Interpretation of the Four Books", "Hundred Poems", "Collected Sounds and Rhymes", "Health Preservation Prescriptions", "Flowers and Moon Traces", "Jade Tuan"...

The first few books are quite serious, the more you go...

Haha... Qi Ping's expressionless face, he flipped over simply in disgust, then threw it down, knocked on the table, and looked at the two of them:

"I have checked these books?"

The red leaves left their heads, and the tall and thin young man smiled and lowered his head.

Qi Ping smacked his lips, opened the drawer, was stunned for a moment, and took out a blue book:

"This is……"

Hongye explained with a strange expression:

"The account book. Because the scholar himself wrote this book, we have focused on it... Well, it is not that important..."

What does it mean?

Hesitantly speaking...

Qi Ping was confused, curious in his heart. With the oil lamp, he opened the thick account book and raised his eyebrows.

I found that this is not a simple account book, there are some complaints between the lines, and a bit like a diary.

...

"The tenth year of Yonghe, September 1st, is hot."

"August is coming, September is coming, and a new book is changed, which is considered a new atmosphere. The business is quite good today, so I opened a few big books in the morning.

But the afternoon was too hot, and there were few pedestrians on the street. There were a few people coming, and they were only looking down on customers. It seemed that they had been hiding in to escape the summer heat. It was really disgusting. I read the book for a while... Jinlian was really beautiful and could eat."
To be continued...