Author: He went to steal the tower

Zhou's mother's nagging made Zhou Wenliang calm down, shook his hair, and came out of the bathing shed.

Seeing Zhou's mother and He Yuyu waiting for him, the silly girl didn't sleep either and kept waiting for him to come back.

Zhou Wenliang explained: "Mom, he's fine. There are so many mules in Dongci. That's ok."

"It's good that I know. Go back to the house quickly, I'm afraid of catching a cold." Zhou's mother slapped him lightly angrily.

Zhou Wenliang was shirtless, with drops of water hanging on his muscular body. He was wearing big pants around his waist. He took the towel from He Yuyu and nodded honestly: "I got it."

Back at the house, He Yuyu poured him a glass of warm water and muttered sleepily, complaining that he was drinking blindly. What would he do if something happened so early in the morning? No one would save him then.

Zhou Wenliang smiled bitterly and made them up casually, which made them all worried.

"Okay, let's trade the sweetness for the sweetness, okay." Zhou Wenliang smiled and stood up to hug her. Smelling the familiar fragrance, he stuck out his tongue and licked her crystal earlobe.

…

He Yuyu's face was red and full of sweat. She lay in his arms. Her almond-shaped eyes were bright and she was full of energy. She raised her head and asked, "Brother Wenliang, am I worried?"

Zhou Wenliang was smoking, stunned for a moment, looked down, and shook his head: "No."

Zhou Wenliang patted her butt and said with a smile:

"Silly girl, stop thinking blindly, he has something on his mind."

He Yuyu didn't say anything when he saw him, but hugged him tightly.

Although I don't know what is on my brother Wenliang's mind, I will spend it with him if he has any problems.

The two chatted for a while, and Zhou Wenliang was absent-minded. At that time, he remembered about Cixi's treasure.

I was busy fighting before and forgot about it.

Fortunately, before running away, he took out the map from Zheng Bazhi.

It’s no use having a map!

Then there is a simple picture of an outdoor room, with three spaces, completely enclosed on all sides, and a door on the far right, whose location is unknown.

There is that poem, but it is a broken poem that does not make sense, and it is incomprehensible to people.

Zhou Wenliang studied for a long time and couldn't figure out why.

…

In the hospital ward, a middle-aged policeman asked: "Do you know who beat us?"

His face was wrapped in a bandage, his legs and arms were hanging up, and he was leaning against the bedside, crying and shaking his head: "He didn't see clearly, it was too dark at the time, and the person hit him as soon as he came, the east leg was too dark, it was too harsh, woo woo,

Comrade police, you must catch him!"

There were several people in the ward who were similar to him. Their broken legs and feet were all minor injuries. One of them had a broken lumbar vertebrae and would never be able to stand up in his life.

The middle-aged policeman nodded and asked about the physical characteristics of the people who were beaten. Those people could only give a general idea, which would undoubtedly make people look for a needle in a haystack.

"My accent sounds like someone from Beijing. What are we doing outside in the middle of the night?" Suddenly the middle-aged policeman asked, his eyes sharp.

"He is from Tianjin. He came there on business that time. He drank too much and when they came out in the evening...

"That man was agitated on the outside, but he was very strong on the inside.

After all, they are all members of the same family, and they are very particular about whether they can lie to others and make up lies as soon as they open their mouths. Furthermore, they are not allowed to make up lies either. They do have letters of introduction, and they are all true.

They Qianmen wanted to get a few letters of introduction. It was very simple. They had prepared them before coming, so they were afraid of being questioned by the police.

The policeman looked at his letter of introduction and nodded: "Comrade, let me rest first and wait until they inform me of the truth."

The middle-aged policeman brought someone out. He turned around and said to a young policeman, "Xiao Liu, let me check to see the relationship between those people."

"Captain, do I suspect there is something wrong with them?"

"Well, those people are very suspicious.

Isn't it suspicious for eleven people to gather together so early in the morning?

They were beaten to death for no reason and five people were killed, and six were seriously injured.

That doesn't rule out vendetta..."

…

The next day, Zhou Wenliang heard shocking news after work.

Cai Xukun burped!

Zhou Wenliang picked up the table and took a sip of water from the cup, calming down his restless heart.

Looking at Huang Linyan in the archives office area, Zhu Hongmei and the others were startled when they heard it.

"Let's talk about it, what a fuss, we got married yesterday and died in the morning, tsk tsk..."

"Who can say no? He was a very good young man, why did he die at such a young age?"

"Oh, the young man is so energetic and he just got married..."

A group of old ladies were shaking their heads in regret, looking like they couldn't accept the blow.

Zhou Wenliang frowned, turned around and left the Archives Department, standing at the door, smoking a cigarette and watching the willow leaves fall in the breeze.

Phew~

Zhou Wenliang blew out a cloud of smoke from his mouth and had a complicated expression on his face.

Cai Xukun's death was most likely due to his beating last night.

Yesterday in the alley, it was so dark that it was difficult to see who was who. Zhou Wenliang wanted to knock him down quickly, but he probably killed Cai Xukun at that time.

Zhou Wenliang had no grievances against Cai Xukun, and he never wanted to kill him, but now...

Zhou Wenliang sighed. He had a normal relationship with Cai Xukun, but a good relationship with Lu Hongxia. Lu Hongxia was ruthless to Cai Xukun and he begged for death and life. He suddenly died, and he didn't know whether he could accept that blow.

In the hospital, I saw Cai Xukun lying quietly on the hospital bed, his face livid and red, his eyes closed tightly, and his body covered with a red sheet.

Lu Hongxia's eyes widened in disbelief, her eyes turned red, and tears burst out of her eyes.

"Ah~"

Lu Hongxia collapsed to the ground and cried loudly.

Mother Lu squatted to the east to persuade her daughter.

Lu Dazhi frowned, feeling extremely unlucky.

He turned around and left the ward, met Li Huaide at the door of the hospital, and said, "Brother, I'm here."

Li Huaide came from the jeep in the east and asked, "What's going on?"

Wasn't it good yesterday?

Why did he die!"

Lu Dazhi shook his head: "They were all wondering. He was there before going to bed yesterday morning. He watched with his own eyes the room where he and Hongxia went back. Who knew that they would disappear early tomorrow morning, and then the police came to the door to say that his son-in-law was dead.

Already."

"Why did he run out? What was he doing out in the morning?"

"Then who knows."

Li Huaide walked around in circles with his legs on his back and said impetuously:

"What kind of thing is that? We just held a wedding and then a funeral. That makes people laugh."

"Who can say no..." Lu Dazhi was not worried about this matter. He had previously disapproved of his daughter's association with Cai Xukun. The origin of that person was unknown.

But the daughter was determined, and they tried their best to contradict her, but it was useless. Just a daughter, who had no choice but to recruit her as a son-in-law at first, but who knew she would die on the day of the wedding!

Although Lu Dazhi was depressed, the more he thought about it when he returned home, the better he got. He even went to the study room and moved the books from the third floor of the bookshelf. There was a hidden compartment on the wall behind, and the family's valuables were there. Nothing else was missing, except

The only thing missing is that the piece of paper his father left for Dong is gone.

Lu Dazhi walked on the chair and muttered blankly: "We have invited a thief into our house!"

At that time, he came to his senses and figured everything out. It turned out that he was coming to his home.

When the piece of paper was lost, he didn't say anything at all. He remembered everything in person and knew where it was after studying it for so many years.

But he never dared to move his legs, and he didn't dare to say anything, for fear that if they knew the secret, he would be killed.

It seems that he stole it from there last night and was killed outside!

Lu Dazhi was convinced.

How many people are watching his house?

Lu Dazhi bakes dumplings outside his heart, but he is afraid of causing trouble to his family.

Ever since he knew the secret, he had been worried, and now as expected, something happened.

I hope those people will take that piece of paper and stop looking for their own homes.

Lu Dazhi was worried.

…

Zhou Wenliang came to the hospital in the afternoon and wanted to see the hospital. After all, he looked good and asked for a visit. As soon as he rode out of the factory gate, a gaze glanced behind him.

Zhou Wenliang turned around as if nothing had happened and saw Sun Xiuxiu and the man with a gourd hanging from his waist not far away, standing behind a big tree and looking at him.

Zhou Wenliang looked stunned for a moment, then smiled and nodded to them.

Sun Xiuxiu waved her leg for him generously, and Li Ling looked deeply at the gentle and gentle man on the bicycle with a gentle smile.

Zhou Wenliang also went to say hello, wondering why they were there. If his heart moved, those two people wouldn't doubt him anymore!
Chapter completed!