"...I saw it. Just now...you were stealing and looking..."
The weather was sultry, and the dim lights only illuminated a small part of the store. Dried fish and seaweed products were placed in dilapidated frames, and the tables were piled high. The shadows of people climbed up the walls, becoming huge in the dark night.
The young man who came in from outside held dried cuttlefish in his hand and knocked on the table next to him. He looked at the King of Fishes and said something unkind. Behind the shop, a dark figure pushed away the stool and stood up.
"I don't know what the little brother is talking about. The store is closing... Is there anything you want to buy?"
As a local gangster, the Fish King is not particularly tall, but has a broad frame. Although he is already old, his lean face and the scar on his right eye that was slashed by a knife can still make people see his dissatisfaction.
Simple. Perhaps it was because of the several rounds of police officers that came before. Although the figures behind the store got up, they did not immediately surround them.
A basket of fishing goods fell to the ground with a bang, followed by a pile of dried fish. The young man who entered the store pushed the goods on the table in front of him, and then reached out and pointed at the King of Fishes.
"I heard that the local gang talked about you." He said, "They said there is something here, fish balls, or fish... Gao, he said that this place is under your control. It's useless if you don't admit it, you,
Peeping upstairs."
The fire in the oil lamp burned quietly. The Fish King stood there, rarely angry or reacting. But when he saw the fish in the shop being pushed to the ground, someone came from behind, stepped over the Fish King, and stood across the table.
Reach out and grab it.
"You little rascal knows this..."
Before he finished shouting, his outstretched hand seemed to be sucked in front of him. In the night, he saw the body of more than a hundred pounds flying up in the air. The next moment, there was a boom, and the whole person turned upside down and was embedded in the air.
In the cabinet displaying goods next to the door, the bean-dot-like lights were swinging violently, and figures were moving around in the store. The boy's body seemed to have not moved. He was still facing the Fish King in front of him. The sound of weapons could be heard behind him.
Several people were about to rush over, but were blocked by the Fish King's cross arm.
"one."
The young man pointed his finger at the person embedded in the broken shelf behind him, then turned around and tapped the fish king's chest.
"two."
Then slowly turned to the other figures in the store.
"Three, four...five, six...any more?"
The young man pulled up a stool, sat down at the table where the fisherman was pushed away, and looked at the people opposite.
"You are a local...do you have any family? Wife, children...good friends? Tell me, how many people should I kill tonight before I can completely eradicate them?"
Someone from behind yelled: "What the hell are you—"
"Shut up--"
The Fish King shouted loudly to stop the reckless words behind him, and he took a breath: "Little brother, Gao has never offended you..."
"How mean, you said you didn't peek." The young man smiled coldly, "A fool named Ni came here to make trouble. The boat you prepared was rowed by your people, and the one who was peeping upstairs was also you.
, now you see the good stuff..."
The Fish King hesitated for a moment: "Friends from the green forest came to borrow the passage. Mr. Gao was just following the rules for convenience. As for what he saw..."
However, the young man sitting across the table ignored his words. He was tapping dried cuttlefish in his hand out of boredom, and then punched, breaking the solid wooden frame of a container next to him. In the shadow of the lamp, the fishery goods turned into darkness.
The landslide fell.
"What a bitch... She said that she wanted to see how the world was. She went to the south of the Yangtze River and fought and killed people everywhere. She looked for death and disgusted the labor and management. What did she say about Fuzhou, see the scenery, set up a stall, and be a good person? One or two
, it’s endless, what Zhan Yunhai, what Yue Yun, they fight back and forth every three days, you are a bunch of chickens and dogs, and you still say every day that you want to do something big and be your mother’s dead head... Okay, now it’s even more outrageous
Oh, you Ni Po, you just killed the chief arrester of the Criminal Department. You can't stop shouting at others, and you still dare to come and make trouble. Why are you bringing official trouble to a good and law-abiding citizen of labor and management? You guys from Fuzhou are alive.
Tired of it..."
His words were rambling, and his anger seemed to be overflowing. When he said the last few words, he looked at the Fish King again: "...what the hell, just say it."
"say what?"
"Tell me why Ni Po came here!" The young man slapped his palm on the table and stood up, "Tell me! You are all a bunch of people. You dare to mess with me when you are tired of living! Why did he come to me!"
The roaring sound buzzed in the room, and could almost be heard faintly on the streets outside. The Fish King stood there and said in a deep voice: "We are just taking advantage of the road, talking about the morality of the world, as for why Ni Po
I really don’t know if I’m going to provoke my brother--"
He felt that the other party was about to lose control and lose control, so he spoke in a hurry, but he tried his best to maintain an impression of neither being humble nor overbearing. However, just as he finished speaking, the young man had already approached, and had already slapped him fiercely, along with the hand on his hand.
The dried cuttlefish smashed into his face, and there was almost a buzz in the Fish King's head. He didn't want to fight back, and immediately waved his hand to the side.
But it's too late.
Someone next to me suddenly shouted: "I'm going to fuck you..."
The people who were following him and could be called over at this moment were mostly brave and fierce men in the fish market, and they did not participate in tonight's peeping. They were full of passion and would never want to be humiliated. At this moment, a man
The thin man holding the water-splitting spear first held the table and tried to jump over. A man behind him slashed with a knife.
The thin man's body was still in the air, and a fist had already hit his chest, causing ripples to appear on his whole body. His body almost stopped in the air for a moment. Beside him, the man who rushed towards him slashed with a steel knife.
It was chopped down, and the next moment, the water-splitting thorn on the thin man's hand was raised high, and the thorn fell from the handshake of the knife-wielding man's long knife. The sharp edge of the water-splitting thorn pierced the knife-wielding man's hand.
With one palm, he then stabbed down into the back of the thin man's hand that was holding the table, and passed through the entire thick table with a bang, pinning both of them to the table at the same time.
Beside the door of the store, the man who had been smashed into the shelves struggled to get up and tried to escape towards the door; in front, the body of the thin man fell on the table, and the knife holder had one hand pierced, and his upper body was thrown forward.
, the long machete in his hand was taken over by the young murderer, and he kicked the smashed container behind him. The steel knife in his hand whirled and whirled. The moment it reached the sky, it illuminated the two objects on the table.
The man struck down in anger.
"No fighting—no fighting—"
The roar of the Fish King echoed in the room. At the door of the shop, the last unsealed door panel was blocked by messy cabinets and fishing goods. It also blocked the escape route of the man at the door. Some of the fishing goods clattered.
It fell into the street outside the store.
At one end of the long street, Deng Nian, who was watching the fish shop from a distance, also saw the vibration on the door. The flying cabinets blocked the light, and the fish king's roar was so loud that it sounded like
, it was like a massacre was going on there.
Is it so fierce...
The young man's determination when he killed Ni Po came to his mind. However, it was a secret passage that was not seen at that time. At this moment, the police had just patrolled the Fish King's shop, and the young man actually dared to stage this scene directly in someone else's house.
.
If he walked closer, he could see and hear the movement inside more clearly, but considering the keen awareness brought by the other party's "martial arts sincerity", Deng Nian did not go any further and just hid on the corner of the street.
Be ready to leave at any time.
The other party was seen committing the crime, and he turned around and came to exterminate the family. If he found that the exterminator was seen again, he couldn't imagine what would happen...
…
In the dry goods shop, the lights on the wall shook violently, almost going out for a moment.
But it was not destroyed after all.
The small lights were on tenaciously, preventing the room from falling into complete darkness. The Fish King waved his hands while shouting, and at this moment, he had blocked the other two people behind him. On the wooden table in front, two figures were separated by the water.
The thorns penetrated the palm and were piled there.
They didn't shout.
The whistling long knife had fallen heavily, and it struck the man holding the knife on the neck. The blade had already broken through the skin on the neck and penetrated a little into the flesh before stopping. In front of him, the young man held his hands steady.
He held the steel knife tightly, and the aura with which he held the knife was completely different from that of the man holding the knife before. It was majestic and ferocious, and the bloody feeling spread wantonly around him.
The man whose palm was nailed to the table peed his pants, because at that moment, all he needed was for the blade to fall smoothly, and now his head had been completely separated from his neck, and even the light of the slashed blade would have cut off the nailed man.
The thin man on the table was also affected.
"Do not hit--"
The Fish King roared, and from beginning to end, he just tried his best to let the other party know: We will not fight.
Perhaps it was also because of this that the opponent's guillotine was not completely swung down.
There was a moment of transition from movement to stillness, and the room was quiet for a while. The young man's eyes slowly turned to the oil lamp next to him, and then he looked at the Fish King.
"Do you know, if the fire had gone out just now... you would all be dead now."
The fish king nodded.
Then, he clicked twice more.
In such an environment at night, the two sides are at war with each other. Once the lights go out, no matter how skilled they are, they will probably fight with all their strength at the same time. It was the tenacious oil lamp on the wall that saved the lives of the six of them.
"……talk."
"I..." Fish King swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "It's... it should be, it should be Chen Shuangran... Last night, a water bandit who was following the Chen family earlier, named Shan... Shan Xiaolu, suddenly came to look for him.
I, asked me to arrange a boat at any time in the past few days, waiting for the person to leave, he... He gave the money, this is how I always do things, but I didn't expect them to come today, but... It should be Chen
Shuangran... must be Chen Shuangran..."
"Of course it's Chen Shuangran." The young man stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, "There was a rebellion in the city by killing officials and just made a chief arrest. How could it not be Chen Shuangran? But why is she looking for me? Xiao Gao, you
Fool me? Tell me something I don’t know.”
"I..." The other party was in trouble for a while, "Little brother, he... why Ni Po suddenly came to find you, I... I don't know. You said... these things, they can't tell me.
.As for the brothers... they have arranged the boat, so they naturally want to go upstairs to see what happened, but this matter is something that everyone in the world... Gao You has always kept in his stomach..."
"Say! Point! I! Don't! Know! Know! -"
A roar rang out from the young man's mouth, and he turned the steel knife in his hand. The next moment, a bang was heard in the room, and the thin man whose palm was nailed to the table was violently swung in the face. Suddenly, his mouth was filled with blood, and two pills
The teeth were knocked out of the mouth.
The tragic screams echoed.
The Fish King gritted his teeth and raised his hand: "There is a way, there is a way..."
"what?"
"Gao... Gao had an old relationship with the head catcher of the Criminal Department Yamen before. We fought several times in private and ended up with each other. Ni Po killed Song Xiaoming, and Chen Shuangran sold me a favor. Now she is causing trouble in the city.
, I will definitely be asked to pay it back, Gao has some face on the water...some face, if things get serious, this friendship will definitely happen again, and I can ask when the time comes, and I will try my best to help you find out——"
"To delay time, why don't you sway me?"
"Gao Mou swears by his life - he swears by his ancestors -"
Ning Ji's eyes were fixed on him for a long time, and then he looked around and saw the expressions of several people in the room who were either wailing or fearful. If he found someone to torture him, he should be able to find out something, but
At the moment, he couldn't tell much more.
After staring for a while, he put the steel knife on the table, brought a stool, and sat down. Then he took a piece of dried cuttlefish and used it as a fan.
"It doesn't matter." He tapped his fingers on the table, "Lying, procrastinating, having secrets in your heart... when should you not kill someone? Fish balls, fish... what's the fish?"
"Whatever the young hero says, that's what it is..."
"Well, you are the local leader here..."
"Gao Mou dare not..."
"What the hell..."
"Yes."
"Well, you are a local snake here...that means you have a wide network of friends and you should know everyone from all walks of life."
"...I do know some."
"Then today, brother, I encountered such a thing. This little **** Chen Shuangran wanted to mess with me. You see, I am very innocent. When I arrived in Fuzhou, I didn't mess with anyone. I didn't want to fight or kill anyone.
If you don't want to get into trouble, you have to kill the whole family. I'm very gentle, but one or two people don't know what's going on, and they want to deal with me. So if I find them and kill them, it's not too much, right?"
"It's... the right thing to do."
"You're right." Ning Ji nodded, then stretched out his finger, "That's just right, you are a local snake, you can help me inquire and find people, whether it is to find out why Ni Po came to touch me, or to find someone
Chen Shuangran, everything is fine."
"Brothers must..."
"I'll give you...two days." Ning Ji stretched out three fingers and then broke off one. "If you find out tomorrow and there are results, come and tell me, or the day after tomorrow, I'll ask you again. If it's still the day after tomorrow,
There is no news for me... that means you don't want to try your best at all. You are a local, you have family, maybe children, and friends... they will all die, and the six of you are... fair, right?"
"..." Everyone's expressions changed slightly, but no one spoke.
Ning Ji stood up slowly: "Of course, if you can help me handle this matter, in the future, you can say that I, the 'Little Sage Qitian', Sun Wukong, is responsible for this.
Whoever you are, I promise to help you once. I think you should cherish this opportunity."
"One...definitely." The Fish King stood up and then said: "Definitely."
Ning Ji glanced at him and walked towards the door.
Since the open space was blocked by the cabinet, he raised his leg and kicked the two door panels next to them into pieces, and walked out.
Farther down the street, Deng Nian turned and left.
A little further away, two detectives noticed the movement here and came over.
One person looked at the destruction of the Fish King's shop and pointed, while the other person looked at Ning Ji who was walking towards him. He also chatted with his companions with a look of surprise, quite suspicious that this was the man who had just finished the fight with Ni Po in front of Fangqian.
The missing Sun Wukong.
As a martial arts master who can compete with Ni Po, the possibility that the other party disappeared for such a long time and then came out of Fish King's shop with a bad look on his face is quite intriguing.
The two sides greeted each other.
Ning Ji spoke first: "Brother, official officer, there is a fight in the shop behind."
Being called Big Brother, the two officials were slightly stunned. One of them thought for a moment: "Oh, that's the Fish King's shop..."
"I heard it's the underworld here."
"……ah?"
"They are bad guys, local snakes, hooligans, maggots..."
"That's right."
"That's supposed to be black eating black. Do you want to go over and watch?"
"It's up to them to eat whatever they want..." The policeman struggled to talk, and then said, "May I ask this guy, is he the Sun Wukong Sun who sets up a stall in front of the night market?"
"Well, it's me."
"Brother Sun was fighting with the murderer Ni Po..."
"Yes, I am the master of suffering." Before the other party could finish speaking, Ning Ji had already put his arm around his shoulders, "Have you caught that bastard?"
"Uh...ah?"
"You haven't caught anyone yet? What are you doing for food..."
The lights in the market were dimmed a little. Since the curfew had started at night, the number of pedestrians had reduced a lot at this time. Ning Ji and the two detectives returned to Yinqiaofangqian Market to see that Qu Longjun had not been made trouble, and looked again
Look around and you will have a good idea.
After that, naturally some old detectives came to him for questioning. Ning Ji insisted that he was the perpetrator, and chased the assailant for half a street, but finally failed to catch him. He was very angry, and then expressed his anger again, "You guys are here too much."
Some detectives naturally wanted to ask more things, and even asked the common question "Why did they come to you if you have no questions?" In fact, this is certainly the case when solving a case.
Valuable questions and thoughts, but they can only be regarded as private thoughts. If the opponent's force value is relatively high, he will definitely be beaten if he asks, and he will also be asked "Why should I beat you if you have no problem?"
This can be considered part of human nature.
Due to insufficient force value, there is no way for Ning Ji to make much breakthrough in the entire case for the time being.
After struggling for a while, when the curfew time gradually approached, Ning Ji and Qu Longjun packed up the carriage and headed back to Huaiyunfang. On the way, Ning Ji and Qu Longjun talked about this in detail
The various gains she had made in the evening allowed her to take a closer look at the entire incident...
…
The bell rang at midnight, and the chaotic second day of June passed.
There are regular patrols of soldiers on the streets where the curfew is enforced. Since the conflicts that started on the first day of the new year have not stopped, there are still occasional riots. It is probably the Ministry of Punishment that has conducted a raid on a den of thieves.
Around the Chou hour, Zuo Wenxuan, who had just fallen asleep, was woken up by someone who came from a secret whistle arranged at a junction outside the yard, bringing news about Zuo Xingzhou.
He felt relieved and quickly got up. Then he left the Zuo family's compound and followed the secret passage to the small room where he had arranged to stay with Zuo Xingzhou. Then he was slightly stunned.
The figure in the room was wearing a funny balaclava, but as soon as he saw it, he knew who it was.
"What are you doing here?"
"I'm a masked lecher, and I'm looking for you to go out and play." The other party took off his hood, and it was Ning Ji. "Let's go to a good place."
Zuo Wenxuan drove the carriage and followed the other party's instructions and walked eastward in the city. On the way, Ning Ji asked: "You haven't found Zuo Xingzhou yet?" Zuo Wenxuan was stunned for a moment, and then he knew that there was nothing wrong with covering up.
significance.
The two parties came to a dilapidated warehouse on the other side of the Yinqiaofang Fish Market, and turned around several times. After moving a pile of fodder, he saw a tall man lying in it, with something very heavy wrapped around his body.
It's a casual bandage, but naturally it's not Zuo Xingzhou.
"this……"
"I gave it to you after I drank Ma Fei San. You can do whatever you want to him."
Ning Ji stretched out his foot and kicked the opponent, and then said: "There are still some things I want to talk to you about..."
"What are you doing again? Do you know that your identity is the most sensitive..."
"I made a plan, maybe I can help you find Chen Shuangran, the little BZ." Ning Ji looked at him and said calmly, "The first time I saw her, I chopped her into pieces, do you agree?
"
Zuo Wenxuan opened his mouth.
"...You can still play games?"
…
Due to the dignity of the court, the city cannot be roughly closed down during this period, but it is still possible to conduct household registration verification in one area of the city on the premise of not disturbing the people as much as possible. In order to use this operation to give Chen
, Pu's party caused the greatest degree of pressure, and even Tie Tianying was planning the steps of the entire work in the palace until early in the morning.
It's almost dawn.
Disciple Song Xiaoming was assassinated yesterday evening, but even though some news of progress was sent from outside, until this moment, he still could not leave the palace to inquire about the matter, or to take a look at the condition of his disciple's body.
Halfway through Yinshi, the darkest moment before dawn, he asked the people in the Imperial City Department who had worked all night to get off duty, and someone summoned him outside. When he arrived at the square outside, Zuo Wenxuan, who was wearing single clothes, was caged.
Waiting for him with sleeves on.
"Thank you for your hard work, Master Tie." Zuo Wenxuan said, "You didn't sleep all night?"
"The bandits are rampant and all the disciples have been killed, so I can't sleep." Tie Tianying cupped his hands, "The arrangements for checking the household registration are almost done... Mr. Zuo, is it possible that he can't sleep too?"
"I fell asleep and was woken up again."
Zuo Wenxuan smiled and then led Tie Tianying outside.
After leaving the palace, Zuo Wenxuan drove south: "Is there any progress in the case of Mr. Song?"
"The case is very clear, but I'm afraid it's hard to find the culprit. I've received some progress from outside. Maybe I'll go investigate tomorrow."
"Is there any progress on Silver Bridge Square?"
"..." Tie Tianying looked at Zuo Wenxuan. After a moment, he said, "This is exactly what I'm talking about. Why did Mr. Zuo..."
"The people in Yinqiaofang have no problem. I want to be a guarantor for them. Master Tie will be merciful..."
"Oh...then the news they know..."
"There are many details that need to be communicated with Lord Tie..."
At the end of Yinshi, a slight fish belly white light was shining on the sky. Zuo Wenxuan stopped the carriage in front of a quiet courtyard. There was no one around and the room inside was quite small. Zuo Wenxuan and Tie Tianying both looked around.
, just ready to unlock and enter.
"I am the only one in the Zuo family who knows about this matter." Zuo Wenxuan held the lock and said, "As for the entire court, I only plan to tell Lord Tie you. To avoid the news from leaking, Lord Tie must remember that he cannot do anything to anyone.
explain."
"……knew."
"In addition, Mr. Tie, if any information is found through inquiry, it cannot be used. You must communicate with me before discussing it."
Tie Tianying thought for a while and laughed: "I have to see the goods before I know whether to agree. Or, if I don't nod, Mr. Zuo will not open the lock."
Zuo Wenxuan glanced at him twice before finally unlocking the door.
In the room was a man who was still in a coma and had a few chains attached to him. Tie Tianying walked over and looked at him quietly for a while, then frowned slightly and looked at Zuo Wenxuan: "Ni Po?"
Zuo Wenxuan nodded.
Tie Tianying laughed, and then he observed this place more carefully. When he lifted the gauze and looked at the stab wounds, his eyes gradually became confused and confused, and then he started counting them one by one.
"...fifteen...eighteen...twenty...this..."
"A total of thirty-seven blows were struck all over his body. None of the vital points were hit, but the blood was almost drained. The amount of numbing powder can probably last for a while, but then, it will be left to you, Mr. Tie, to deal with...
Anything is fine, except for one thing: if you ask for any useful information, you can't use it until I approve it."
"With this great gift, Wenxuan will just give you orders for any trivial matter." Tie Tianying looked at the unconscious Ni Po and smiled coldly. He had been wandering around the world for many years. Now, although he talks about devoting himself to the righteousness, he has tried his best in many ways.
He was in a good mood, but a disciple whom he regarded as his own son died in front of him. At this moment, he was definitely not a kind and good person.
Then he looked at Zuo Wenxuan: "Well, Wenxuan, your Zuo family seems to me to be more and more unpredictable now."
Less than six hours had passed since Song Xiaoming's death, and police officers all over the city were still looking for clues like headless chickens. Zuo Wenxuan unexpectedly brought the seriously injured and unconscious murderer right in front of him, especially the thirty-year-old man who was carrying him.
Seven knives, the knives missed the vital point. Just thinking about what kind of fight this was, makes people feel a little shuddering.
Zuo Wenxuan pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose. At this moment, he didn't know whether it was pride or a slight sigh.
"...Sigh...Who says it's not the case?"
Another seven thousand words... I originally wanted to divide it into two chapters, but for some reason I decided to be a kind person...