Qijia Village on the border of Qianzhou has beautiful mountains and clear waters, and you can still see the shadows of several manors in the distance.
The man selling goods carried a load and came to enjoy the shade under the tree. The baskets were filled with dried fish that he had dried at home.
"How do you sell this dried fish?" A woman came over and asked.
The man stood up quickly and said with a smile: "This is brought here from Zhengxing Mansion. You have to think it suits you. Fifty coins for one piece."
"Fifty cents!" The woman's face changed slightly, "You can steal the money!"
The woman sneered, cursed and left.
The man was angry and sat back down depressedly, while several people selling goods next to him teased him.
"I told you, brother, you can't sell your dried fish for fifty cents."
"No way, then live fish are so expensive."
"We are not at the beach here, and those small fish don't taste right!"
The man was a little confused and asked hesitantly, "But, how come I heard that our fish is so popular that even other state capitals are rushing to buy it?"
Several people present looked at each other, "Is this happening?"
The man ignored it and stood up after a while to change places.
After several days, I finally heard an old man say: "Young man, a few years ago there was a live fish truck coming to our place, but we haven't seen it for a long time."
The man was overjoyed and said, "Doesn't that mean there are people here buying fish?"
The old man pointed to the hillside, "The Yusheng Pavilion used to be a fish seller, but now there is no one there!"
The man shook his head and returned to the inn after dark to inquire with a few people who were traveling with him.
"How's it going? What did you find out?"
Several people shook their heads, "The place I went to was a stone forest. I squatted for several days, but I didn't see a single bird! I only heard people passing by say that there used to be cargo transporters, but now there are no more. ”
"It's the same here. I didn't dare to get close, so I asked about it, and I said it was already empty."
"Then we have to wait for news from other places. I don't know what's going on with the Third Hall Master."
In Qianzhou, the deserted forest next to Huaihua Village.
Two thin young men walked by carrying a baggage, looking around, and one of them couldn't help but complain.
"How can there be any goods here? It's all barren mountains and forests. I'm afraid even a carriage can't get through."
The other person looked at him and said, "Why do you care so much? Our task is to find a place. If no one is there, just leave."
"You put it lightly...hey, someone is coming!"
While the two were talking, they saw a woodcutter passing by carrying firewood.
The woodcutter glanced at them casually and walked away from the mountain.
On the tenth day after Cao Lei gave the order, the three hall masters rushed back to Liujiazhuang after a long journey.
"Boss! There's news!"
Cao Lei was overjoyed when he heard this, "Did you find the goods?"
"That's not true."
"There is no good news that is nothing!"
The Third Hall Master picked up the tea on the table and drank it all in one gulp. He chuckled and said, "Although I didn't find the goods, I found a place where there were people there not long ago."
"Who is there? Please tell me clearly."
The Third Hall Master took a breath and lowered his voice and said: "That place is on the edge of a deserted forest not far from Huaihua Village..."
I really didn’t pay much attention at first. I searched all the places on the list given by Cao Lei, but I didn’t find any place that had the goods.
Just when he was about to give up, two of his men came to report that they had found rut marks outside Huaihua Village.
"The ruts were very deep. I led people to search back along the tracks. After going around for a long time, I discovered that there was a Taoist temple wall to the west of the desolate forest."
"You went in?" Cao Lei was surprised.
"Of course not," the third hall master shook his head, "There are people patrolling outside the wall, I just looked at it from a distance."
Cao Lei breathed a sigh of relief and then said with joy, "Okay, you did a good job! Don't make this matter public."
The third hall master only knew that he wanted to find the goods, but Cao Lei didn't say what the goods were and couldn't help but ask curiously.
"Boss, what are you looking for?"
"You don't need to worry about this anymore. Pull back all the people who asked you. Take a good rest these days."
Cao Lei turned around and told Chen Ping the news.
......
On the east side of the Bamboo Garden, among the secluded bamboo.
"Sophora Flower Village, this is the last place found."
Chen Ping has seen the map of Qianzhou. Several places where goods are stored are not far from official roads. It is presumably convenient for transportation and transfer.
"Huaihua Village is actually not far from Zhengxing Mansion, so it's dark under the lights." Zhao Jin said.
"The people in Jiulong Hall are all familiar faces. I can only leave this matter to you, Brother Zhao."
Chen Ping looked at him. Everything in the hospital was unknown, and it might be very dangerous to go there.
"Don't worry, it's just an investigation." Zhao Jin was still confident, "I will definitely be back within three days."
"If Brother Zhao does not come back in three days, I will take the people from Jiulong Hall to find you."
Zhao Jin smiled and said, "I feel relieved to have you sitting behind me."
It's still dark at the moment, and the white fish belly is looming.
Zhao Jin said goodbye to Chen Ping, put on a bamboo hat and quietly walked out of the city while the sky was dark, and rode straight to Huaihua Village.
When you walk into the village, you will see houses, streets and streets, and a small road leading directly to the end of the village.
When the genius was just shining, several old people passed by and looked at him unexpectedly.
"Old man, can I ask you something?" Zhao Jin stopped an old man and asked.
"Are you a foreigner?" The old man looked at him warily.
Zhao Jin politely replied: "I came to seek refuge with my relatives. He seems to live in Zhuangzi nearby."
"Where can I find Zhuangzi around here? There is a big courtyard at the west end of the forest outside the village, and the people in it are about the same as you."
"Does the old man know the name of the owner of the yard?" Zhao Jin asked.
"Hey, they are from a wealthy family. We can't even meet each other on weekdays, so how can we know each other? If you want to find them, just go in this direction."
The old man pointed casually, and it was at the end of the village. The jungle behind the village was so dense that there was no sunlight in the early morning.
Zhao Jin thanked her gently, walked to the edge of the forest, tied up the horse, and walked into the forest on foot.
After walking for half an hour, I found a courtyard wall and deep ruts outside the courtyard.
Within the high wall, there was silence, a few pheasants were crowing in the treetops, and there were several stone pillars placed under the willows by the roadside.
Zhao Jin approached slowly, then squatted in a hidden corner and listened for a long time. There was no sound in the courtyard, and she had a bad feeling in her heart.
He carefully walked around to the front door, and saw from a distance that the door was open, and the scene inside was clear at a glance.
"Not good."
Zhao Jin secretly thought, stepped forward and pushed the door open. The empty courtyard was in a mess. Some bicycle frames overturned on the ground, and the ground was covered with messy and broken cloth.
With a solemn expression, he quickly checked all the rooms in the courtyard, but found no one, and even the items inside had been emptied.
"It's too late," Zhao Jin stood in the courtyard and murmured, "How could it be?"
From the time the Kowloon Hall was discovered to the time the message was sent to it, in just one day, the place was empty.
At this time, he couldn't help but think any more, and quickly rummaged through the debris in the courtyard to see if the other party had left any clues.
After a while, he squatted on the ground and picked up a piece of gravel.
"Iron ore! Sure enough, they are still smuggling iron ore."
Just one step away!
We were about to seize Ling Shu's evidence, but the other party moved the goods, and now the clues were lost again.
He stood up sadly, and when he was about to turn around, the curtain under his bamboo hat was blown up by a gust of cool wind.