ww.x.om "Take these eight ships," Quan Quan drew a circle with these eight ships as the core on the berth map, including more than ten ships around them, "arrest them all and interrogate them one by one.
Search the ship again!" He emphasized his tone, "Specially search for cylindrical objects, and saw all the bamboo poles for inspection!"
"Yes, sir!" The port director did not dare to neglect and hurriedly mobilized manpower.
But their action was still too late. When a sailor took apart a long pole, a short woman suddenly jumped into the sea. The sampan that had been waiting for a long time immediately surrounded it. Just as someone took out the fishing net and prepared to take it out,
When she fished it out, the desperate fugitive suddenly sank.
"Not good!" Xu Xu could see clearly. Is there a fourth murderer? While he was directing people to strictly control the situation, he was searching for anyone suspicious around him.
However, when the body was recovered, it was proved that there was no fourth person. This dark-skinned, short woman had a wooden stick stabbed in her palm - she probably committed suicide when there was no hope of escape.
After being identified by the fishermen around, this person was a handyman on a fishing boat. After calling the boat owner, they learned that she was a handyman he recruited at the dock when he was sailing in Fujian. The woman claimed to be a gangster, spoke Cantonese, and her job as a fisherman was very simple.
deft,
The body was sent to Rennes for forensic examination, and the police searched the entire fishing boat and found that the wooden blowpipe was embedded in a pole. As for the blowgun, it was fixed on a fan-shaped wooden hairpin and inserted into the bun.
There is a small bamboo tube at the tip. It looks like a row of sword-shaped wooden hairpins that Fujian women often wear on their buns.
"Our police officers are too amateur." He lamented when facing the corpse in the basement of the health center.
If it were him or anyone with a slightly professional level, this woman should be included as a suspect. But the fact is that she has never been on the list of suspects.
"I think her face is very strange - not like a Han Chinese." Xu Xu looked at the face of the deceased.
"It's hard to say that Danhu are Han people." Ren said casually, "They are originally a native ethnic group in South China, and they are very different from the Han people in terms of blood."
"No, this person is definitely not a Danhu." Xu Xu said that there are many soldiers from Danhu in the navy, and their physical characteristics are particularly obvious: thick arms, big hips, wide waist, hard waist, and inward curved feet. These characteristics
The formation of the disease is related to their activities on the boat all day long. But this woman's body is thin, her arms and legs are very thin, and her feet are not bent inward.
"And she doesn't have any tattoos on her body," Xu Xu pointed at the naked body, "There are no tattoos in Danhu." He looked at her for a while, "I think this person's appearance is a bit similar to that of South Asian descent."
It has been impossible to verify who the deceased was, and the luggage found from the fishing boat had no clue: ordinary coarse cloth to change clothes, some scattered copper coins and silver. Obviously, this person was very careful. He did not carry anything that might reveal his identity.
Something. And judging from the fact that she committed suicide after being unable to escape, the power behind it cannot be underestimated.
Xu Xu frowned. The most important clue was just cut off. The whereabouts of the second uniform were also unknown - he felt that this uniform had probably been destroyed. It was probably sunk in the harbor or simply burned. After all, people
No one has escaped, and the clothes will not escape on their own.
However, all the clues collected point to Zheng Zhilong.
The next step of work is beyond the scope of his work. He must ask Lingao for instructions.
On the third day after Franz von Boncourt arrived from Dagyuan, Westley's funeral was held in Kaohsiung. Because the weather was hot and the body could not be stored for a long time, Boncourt who came from Dagyuan was ordered to follow the instructions.
Special request. Burial in Kaohsiung with a Catholic ceremony. Wei Bachi wanted to win over, and instructed Dermot to make a big deal. More candles should be lit in the ceremony, and more memorial masses should be performed. In short: everything starts from
It was so exhausting that Priest Dermot almost died.
Both Wei Bachi and Zhong Lishi and his daughter attended the funeral ceremony. Boncourt did not show any grief, although his face was as pale as a dead person from the moment he learned of Westri's death, but
From beginning to end, she always maintained a calmness under extreme restraint - almost indifferent. On the other hand, Credia cried and fainted several times. At the funeral, she wore all black mourning clothes, her eyes were red, and her blond hair made her face look even better.
Feeling haggard.
"He has always been looking forward to seeing a new world..." Credia choked with sobs as she placed the bouquet in her hand on the coffin. Zhong Xiaoying couldn't help crying when she heard this.
The sound of ringing from the customs bell that had just been installed echoed over the cemetery along with the death knell from the church.
After the funeral, Master Wei Bachi had to pay a visit to express his condolences to the family members. Then he went to pay a special visit to Huygens.
"Mr. Huygens," Wei Bachi said sincerely but sadly, "now we have found out that this matter was not done by our soldiers - it was done by a certain force across the Taiwan Strait.
We deeply regret this and express our sincere apologies and condolences to the family of Mr. Boncourt. We will work hard to bring the murderer to justice to thoroughly investigate the circumstances behind this case.
Really murderous."
"I also deeply regret this matter." Huygens said in German. He also used some diplomatic words to express that this matter would not affect the "friendship" between the Republic and the Senate. At the same time, he also looked forward to the Senate.
The murderer of Vestri could be caught as soon as possible. The murder of Vestri really shocked him, and he felt sorry for the sudden murder of the child. But he did not think that this matter was of great significance at the diplomatic level.
The deceased was just a young man, neither an official of the Republic nor a senior official of the East India Company.
There are hundreds of citizens of the Seven Provinces Republic who die for various reasons in East and Southeast Asia every year, and a considerable part of them are killed. If Westri hadn't been the son of Boncourt, a senior official of the East India Company,
His death did not cause any waves.
As Zhong Lizhi and Wei Bachi had estimated in advance, although Franz von Boncourt was devastated, this incident would not affect the cooperation between the East India Company and the Australians - since the East India Company could
The former Governor of Formosa was sent to the Japanese to be tried and imprisoned in exchange for trade. The death of an official's son was nothing.
But for the Senate, this incident has a "bad impact" - rather than having any serious consequences on the overall situation, it is better to say that it has hurt the noble self-esteem of the senators. So in Xu's report
Less than three days after the land was submitted, a telegram of instructions from the Executive Committee came from Lingao: "An investigation team will be formed by Li Li to thoroughly investigate the truth of the case."
Wei Bachi's attempt to sneak through was also shattered. The executive committee asked him to "immediately submit a detailed, accurate and objective report on the incident and handling." This order was also issued to Xu, Zhong Lizhi and Lane.
"Damn it, I'm asking everyone to write exposé materials back to back!" Wei Bachi cursed after receiving the telegram. Needless to say, he had offended Xu Quan and Dr. Zhong - especially Dr. Zhong, Xiaoying was his
The pet peeves. Now these two people don’t take the opportunity to make themselves very black...
I don’t know if my original “calm socializing” was done well? Wei Bachi felt a little uneasy. The great situation in Kaohsiung has just begun. His ambitions are still on paper, so don’t give up on it just because of this.
There is a bright future ahead. Wei Bachi is thinking that he needs to do more work on these two people...
In the early morning of the next day, Cretia packed her bags and left the church. After the incident, she had been praying for Vestri in the church. Today is the day when Mr. Boncourt will leave Kaohsiung and return to Dazhan. In a few days,
They are about to leave for Japan.
Dr. Zhong and his daughter and Priest Dermot came to see him off. Zhong Xiaoying's eyes were red, and Zhong Lishi stepped forward and said: "Miss Cretia, we feel very sad about Westley. But we didn't protect it well.
Vestri, we also have a responsibility. We will definitely get to the bottom of it and give you and Boncourt an explanation."
Credia hesitated for a moment, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and stepped onto the carriage without saying a word. Watching the carriage drive farther and farther towards the port, Zhong Lizhi and the priest Dermot couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
.
Credia came to the fence outside the pier and was about to clear the customs, when she suddenly heard a woman calling her from behind. When she turned around, she saw that it was Zhong Xiaoying chasing after her. Seeing her friend reluctant to leave, she thought of herself and Vestri these days.
, the happy time spent together with Xiaoying, Credia couldn't bear it anymore, threw herself into Zhong Xiaoying's arms and cried bitterly.
After crying for a while, Zhong Xiaoying said to Credia: "You are leaving, and I must come to see you off."
Credia whispered, "Thank you..."
"Miss Cretia, I will definitely help you find the murderer..." she whispered.
When Credia heard this, she couldn't help but be moved by Zhong Xiaoying's words. Her heart gradually calmed down, she thought for a moment, wiped Zhong Xiaoying's tears, and said to her: "I understand, you wait here.
wait for me……"
Zhong Lishi and the priest Dermot stood on the bell tower of the church and looked at the Dutch speedboat parked at the dock. With a bell from the customs bell tower, the Dutch speedboat slowly left the dock. Looking at the sail of the Dutch ship in the distance, the priest
Unable to help but cross himself, Zhong Li sighed deeply. The two were about to leave when they suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves and a carriage was approaching from the direction of the port.
The carriage stopped at the door of the church, and Zhong Xiaoying and Credia got out of the carriage together. Zhong Li was shocked when he saw this, and hurriedly came down from the tower to greet him.