There was an extra layer of clouds in the sky, and fine snow particles fell again.
In the middle section of Jiangtanzi Street, at the intersection of Miju Hutong, go more than ten feet into the alley. There are several stalls on the roadside, and along the walls of the alley there are a row of small square tables with large oilcloth umbrellas on them.
The air was filled with the strong smell of fried stinky tofu. The pungent smell overpowered the aromas wafting from the stalls of grilled mutton skewers and roasted pig's trotters.
Lao He was carrying a roasted pig's trotter in his left hand, with several plates and plates in front of him. He was holding chopsticks in his right hand, eating a bowl of soy milk, a bite of stinky tofu and a bite of pig's trotter.
On the nearby square table, five burly, fierce-looking men were holding bowls and chopsticks, swallowing hot red oil in large mouthfuls.
These five men are the so-called "ghosts from the ground".
They are all idle men in Haojing City and belong to the lowest class of society.
But as the saying goes, shrimps have their own way, these scum have their own way of survival.
Whether it is the Sikotai, the various offices, or even the palace guards, or even the general's office, the censor's office, or even the Taifu, Shaofu and other yamen, there are all kinds of things in every aspect, and these "ghosts in the ground" are needed.
'Hit the helper.
In particular, yamen like the Palace Guards, whether they are inquiring about information, charging to fight, taking the blame, or even risking their lives to die, all kinds of shady activities are in great need of the help of these "temporary workers".
These five ghosts are Lao He's regular subordinates.
On weekdays, they hang out in the streets and alleys, and Lao He gives them a fixed amount of salary every month.
If something happens, five local ghosts can say hello to a team of 20 or 30 people on the street.
Now that Lu Qian seemed to have made some discoveries, Lao He immediately summoned them.
Lu Qian and Lao He sat at the same table, with two noodle bowls in front of them. The cold wind blew by, and a layer of white frost had already formed on the noodle soup.
By the dim oil lamp on the stall, he was flipping through a small white book.
It records the situation from the 20th of the twelfth lunar month two years ago until today, when the Shou Palace Supervisor investigated the case of the attack on Ling He Jun of Anlefang.
Lao He's level is not high enough, or in other words, the status of the leader of their team, the three-star strongman Lu Tianxing, is not high enough. The small book in Lu Qian's hand records extremely limited information.
Information that is too confidential will not appear in this small book.
What Lu Qian could see was just some public and ordinary information.
Among them is detailed information about Lu Tianxing's team and the guards who have been lost in the past few days.
What Lu Qian needs is exactly the information related to these damaged guards.
I read the records in the notebook carefully, almost word for word, closed my eyes, and summarized the information in my mind.
After thinking silently for a while, Lu Qian took out the complete map of Jiangtanzi Street, Youluzi Street and Zhanlong Hutong that Lao He had found.
These two north-south streets and the east-west alley formed a "Wu" shape, which was the territory that Lu Tianxing and his team of palace guards were responsible for daily.
Jiangtanzi Street has more than a thousand businesses, thousands of households, and many restaurants, brothels and casinos. It is a first-class place for fireworks in Fengdiaofang.
On Youluzi Street, there are hundreds of small and large workshops, ranging from furniture making to gold and silver carving, and all kinds of handicrafts can be found here.
Steamer Hutong, this is a special street. It has nothing to do with steamed buns and steamed buns. On both sides of the whole big alley, there are thousands and hundreds of clean courtyards, and there are all big houses doing business with half-open doors.
The girl is a young daughter-in-law, and she is of extremely high grade. Her net worth is on average more than ten times higher than that of her peers in the brothel.
There are two main streets and a large alley, with shops, workshops, residences, and various entertainment venues. The flow of people is extremely complex, the business is extremely prosperous, and the oil and water are extremely rich.
Lu Tianxing usually takes about a hundred supervisors to run these two streets and alleys. He is very fat and has a lot of money.
"Liu Wu's family has a shop on Jiangtanzi Street!"
Lu Qian pointed at the map, near the intersection of Jiangtanzi Street and Youluzi Street, and clicked hard.
"It's a small silk shop. It can't be found on Jiangtanzi Street." Lao He obviously put a lot of effort into it. As soon as Lu Qian mentioned this topic, he immediately picked up the conversation: "His own silk reeling company.
Well, I also hired some female workers to make some silk."
"However, the texture of his silkworm cocoons is excellent, but the craftsmanship of the female workers is so poor that the finished silk products can only be considered to be of average quality."
"His silk shop doesn't make much money."
"But the shop itself is his family's real estate. The shop has two front and rear entrances to the yard. The front yard has three floors, and the back yard is very well-groomed... Gee, I don't know which uncle will get the advantage afterwards!
"
Lao He lowered his voice and murmured with great envy: "You can't get this shop on Jiangtanzi Street without a million dollars."
Lu Qian looked at Lao He and blinked.
Lao He seemed to feel that Lu Qian didn't believe his words, and his voice subconsciously rose a little: "Don't believe it, in Feng Tiaofang, such a big second-level shop has this price."
"Don't think it's expensive. There are many rich people from other places carrying yellow gold and white silver. Even with their money, they can't even buy a good shop on Feng Tiao Fang Jiang Tan Zi Street. A set on this street
If the shop is well managed, it can be passed down from generation to generation, and future generations will benefit from it endlessly!"
Lu Qian nodded and clicked his finger on the map several times: "The brother who was killed the day before yesterday was killed near the intersection of Jiangtanzi Street and Huangjiang Hutong."
"Look, it's not far from this silk shop."
"Of course, this silk shop must have nothing to do with the murder of the brothers. This shop is too conspicuous and the target is too big. Unless Liu Wu is a fool, he will not foolishly come here at this critical moment.
Showing off around the shop."
"Also, of the eighteen brothers who were killed, three of them, together with the nineteen helping ghosts around them, were killed with one sword. The sword moves were extremely sharp and cruel, and extremely accurate and efficient. With one sword to seal the throat, there will be no more
Other excessive harm.”
"And the other fifteen brothers, along with the sixty-three ghosts, have extremely complicated injuries."
"Knives, swords, daggers, thorns, horns, hammers, whips, maces, finger tigers, etc. According to Zuo Zuo's analysis, the injuries on their bodies were made from a total of twenty-nine weapons, and basically all were made of them.
The poison is quenched, and the toxicity is complex, including ore poison, animal poison, and plant poison, and one brother was poisoned by a mixed poison."
"They also have injuries from fists, palms and fingers."
"These fist, palm, and finger moves also come from thirteen different boxing, palm, and finger techniques."
"But these fists, palms, and fingers have one thing in common, that is, they are extremely vicious. Their strength is all in a feminine way, penetrating the inner organs, breaking bones and tendons. On the surface, the skin is intact.
But where it was hit, everything inside was rotten like bean dregs."
Lao He shut his mouth and listened obediently to Lu Qian's analysis.
To be honest, investigating the case, chasing down the criminal, gradually peeling off the clues, finding the culprit behind the case, and arresting him, all kinds of technical work, these are the specialties of the detectives in Sikootai.
As for palace guards, they are better at "weaving a big net", "monitoring the world", and "organizing crimes" and "trailing homes and exterminating clans".
These analyzes by Lu Qian seemed to have opened a brand new door for Lao He, allowing him to peek into a brand new world.
Like the five men at the table next to him who were also listening carefully, he stared at Lu Qian with wide eyes and a look of amazement.
Although I still didn’t understand the profound meaning of Lu Qian’s words.
But it sounds really professional and powerful.
Lu Qian closed his eyes.
Green light flowed in his eyes, and in his mind, the lotus seed-shaped divine soul aura trembled slightly. In the large aura floating around, his thinking ability was operating at an efficiency several times higher than that of ordinary people, trying his best to analyze what Lao He had brought.
material.
Based on this information, Lu Qian relied on a vague intuition to summarize and speculate on the most likely analysis results.
"Two groups."
Lu Qian murmured: "It was two groups of people who killed our brothers."
"A group of people, precise, efficient, and of extraordinary origin. They should be involved with Liu Wu. They are the people who helped Liu Wu clean up the clues he accidentally left. They are the ones who killed the three brothers and have extremely strong swordsmanship.
That group of people."
"Well, you see, those three brothers died earliest, on the 23rd, 25th, and 26th of the twelfth lunar month of the previous year. They were harmed by others. They should have traced those three days.
There were some reliable clues, but they were greedy for credit and wanted to monopolize the credit. After a little attention, they were noticed by others, and then they decisively killed him."
"The place where they died should have something to do with Liu Wu."
"After the death of the three brothers, Liu Wu must have been warned or frightened, so he disappeared and stopped showing his face. The death of the brothers behind him had nothing to do with that group of people with strong swordsmanship."
"And the other group of people are complex, vicious, um, violent in character, and have no discipline. But judging from the strength of their palm skills, boxing skills, and fingering skills, it seems that they are from the same lineage, and their main training method is
One family.”
"The injuries on the fifteen brothers who were killed later were many unnecessary. The person who did it not only wanted to kill them, but also wanted to vent their anger, torture them, and even intimidate their opponents.
.”
"There is a big fish hidden on our team's territory."
Lu Qian opened his eyes and looked at Lao He with clear eyes.
The moment he opened his eyes, it was as if two cold sword blades were piercing out of his eyes. Lao He and the five men did not dare to look him in the eyes and turned their heads in a hurry.
Lu Qian tapped his fingers on the map.
On the map, next to Jiangtanzi Street, Youluzi Street and Zhanlong Hutong, and close to the canal to the east of Fengdiaofang, there is a huge neighborhood with three streets and five lanes in total, which is marked in light red on the map.
"Sijifang, no one wants to check it out?" Lu Qian asked Lao He.
Lao He shivered, and then shook his head desperately: "I don't dare. No one dares. Not even the generals and father-in-laws above dare!"