Seeing Fang Fuli acting like this, everyone in the Criminal Division suppressed their laughter.
Yu Qiansi smiled bitterly: "Master Fang, don't worry. I just want to say that if there are no abnormalities after the inspection, I will go to the imperial court to receive the punishment."
Fang Fuli groaned, not caring what Yu Qiansi said at all, he just wanted to deal with her quickly.
Opening the vault where the maps were stored, Wuyawei took out all the maps one by one and spread them out in the sunshine. Densely dotted cipher text was laid out on the semi-silk scroll, and the unified silk silk with green background and black lines spread out in the sun.
It gives off a shimmering golden sheen.
"Master Fang, the cipher text may be unique to the Ministry of War, but as the Minister of the Ministry of War, you don't even know the meaning of this serial number, right?"
Fang Fuli's heart suddenly thought of Yu Qiansi's previously threatening "betting" remarks. The successive disasters had completely made him lose his sense of normalcy, and even his rebuttal voice was a bit sharper: "Master Yu——"
The retort that he was about to speak was blocked back into his organs by Yu Qiansi's light movement, and his face turned pale.
Yu Qiansi picked up one of the scrolls, and when the breeze blew, the corners of the painting's heart were slightly raised.
"Lord Fang, why is there such an omission on the uniformly framed map?"
Fang Fuli's face turned pale and he took it with trembling hands. He realized the problem without even bothering to check.
In this picture, the seams of the self-mounted picture were cut open with a knife, but the current picture was just stuck on with rice paste on the back.
"Now, do you still think I'm being alarmist?"
Fang Fuli's throat felt as if someone had strangled him. He could not utter a single word, and made some strange and tinny sounds from his throat.
"Master Fang, take your people from the Ministry of War to conduct self-examination, starting from the important border towns. If there are any problems with the mounting, sort them out."
Fang Fuli bowed repeatedly, then turned around and bent over with his confidants to inspect it himself.
However, Yu Qiansi had enough time to move a chair and sit in the shade, closing her eyes and relaxing.
About an hour later, the sun began to set in the west, and Fang Fuli came back with a vain step.
After standing under the sun for a long time, when I looked into the shadows, my eyes were full of fine white ripples, and even the vague red in the shadows of the corridor became a bit more alluring.
"Master Jade...there are thirteen copies in total that have problems with their mounting."
But everything matched, and the pictures could not be faked either in terms of the time they were drawn or the encrypted text. He was a little confused for a moment. What was the murderer's purpose?
"What should I do if I need to recheck the serial number and location information?"
Fang Fuli said: "We need to send letters to various places for re-verification... It will take at least half a month to come and go..."
The drawing of a map is never the work of one person, let alone this version that is full of cipher text and has not yet been stored in the database.
Yu Qiansi stopped holding the Yuli Qiankun in her hand. Unlike Fang Fuli who was flustered and confused when she first heard about this, she was clear-eyed and very calm.
"Suifeng, go and invite Mr. Shaoqing over."
Shang Fu? That incompetent boy from Shang?
Fang Fuli didn't understand what Yu Qiansi was planning, and felt uneasy in his heart. But now that the arrow was on the string, he had no way out and could only rely on Yu Qiansi.
After a while, Shang Fu came with the order, running in the hot weather, with beads of sweat breaking out on his head.
As soon as he entered the gate of the Ministry of War, he ignored Fang Fuli and ran straight to Yu Qiansi.
"Master Yu, I have already sorted out the list of Yu Chen Palace that you asked me to check. Since you didn't tell me the specific time, I started counting from three days before the Zhaixing Tower case to the day you asked me.
It’s all sorted out.”
As he spoke, he eagerly handed his hands to Yu Qiansi: "Have a look!"
Yu Qiansi took the order and looked at Fang Fuli, who was being ignored. His face turned pale and he reminded: "Master Shaoqing, I want you to do a favor today."
Seeing that Yu Qiansi had another task to explain, Shang Fu looked at Boyi who was looking a little languid and frail, and his expression was revealed.
"Of course, Master Yu, just give me your orders!"
While she spread out the list and looked at it casually, she asked: "I heard that Mr. Shaoqing has read many miscellaneous travel notes? Do you know anything about geography?"
"I understand, of course I understand! I have read "Shui Jing Zhu" many times! It's a pity that it is a bit old. If anyone is willing to measure my great mountains and rivers step by step like Mr. Ruo Li, and revise what the predecessors have done, I will
Must be the first to fund..."
He started talking endlessly again.
Seeing that he was about to go off topic, Yu Qiansi coughed a few times and said, "Since you understand geography, let me help Mr. Fang distinguish a few pictures."
She pointed at the maps on the ground and said calmly: "Let's start by finding the map of the capital city among the thirteen pictures."
"What?" Yu Qiansi's words were like thunder, causing Fang Fuli to freeze in place.
"Master Yu, what do you mean by looking for a map of the capital?" He took a few steps forward. He seemed to have grown older and thinner in an instant, but he seemed to be in disbelief. He held on to the pillars tightly, with hope in his eyes, as if he was looking towards
The last life-saving straw.
Yu Qiansi smiled lightly, and the pear dimples on her lips rippled: "Master Fang, don't you think that someone changed this picture again and again, just for fun?"
Shang Fu on the side couldn't understand what they were talking about, but what Master Yu said was absolutely correct. He shrugged, lifted up the sleeves of his robe, took off his shoes and stepped on it, lying on the ground paved with green silk and starting.
Check carefully.
When Fang Fuli saw how he treated the map on his heart, he pointed at Shang Fu's shoes with a trembling hand: "How dare you..." But in his heart, he was more afraid of what Yu Qiansi said, and he lost it for a moment.
With the idea in mind, he walked back and forth in the same place for a few times, and finally turned around and bowed solemnly to Yu Qiansi.
"Master Jade, please clarify my doubts. Why did the murderer do this?" Wasn't the map of the capital already burned?
"Master Fang, if you can't even figure out such a simple question, you should go to the palace as soon as possible to ask for mercy from the Holy One." Yu Qiansi's eyes were still on the list of people staying in Yuchen Palace, so he did not notice that Fang Fuli was serious.
Hopes suddenly vanished.
How is this possible... He staggered two steps and looked back at Shang Fu, who was lying on the ground looking unkempt.
As if to verify what Yu Qiansi said, Shang Fu suddenly raised his head and smiled happily: "I found it! This one belongs to the capital!"
He pointed at the next portion as if showing off his treasure.
Fang Fuli rushed over in disbelief and stepped on the map beside him, which was full of footprints.
He didn't care about so many things at the moment. He took the picture pointed by Shang Fu and murmured: "How is this possible... You are not just fooling me, are you?"
Shang Fu pursed his lips and shook his head. His words were arrogant, and he really looked like the most dandy in the capital.
"Master Fang, this is wrong. Although I am not a painter, I am still very familiar with the landforms around Beijing. I used the capital as a model. Although there are many square cities, the terrain outside the city gate is very different. You
Look at the river on the south side of the city that runs straight into the mountains on the southwest side and gradually turns into a meandering shape. Isn't this an artificial moat? The mountains on the southwest side extend all the way to the northeast side of the city in a semi-encircled shape.
.... There is no need to explain where this is."
Fang Fuli swallowed hard, panting like an ox. How could he not understand this? It was the Daming Palace...
Seeing that he looked like this, Yu Qiansi found it difficult to deal with things, and probably didn't have the energy to guess the murderer's intention, so she had to change his mind.
Explain his doubts: "Master Fang, have you ever thought about why the murderer set the fire?"
If you don't want the stolen map to be discovered immediately, you can just kill everyone in the department, but why set fire to it?
Fang Fuli's eyes were dull and he shook his head indifferently.
"That's because the murderer wanted to make sure everyone knew that a map was burned."
Burning a picture alone is too conspicuous and deliberate, so everyone in the room will be burned to death together.
In this way, he only needs to cut out the map in advance and exchange it with other maps in the library, and then he can take the one he wants without being noticed.
The reason why they changed it so many times must be because they were worried that once the matter was discovered, they would suddenly find out which copy they had lost. After all, the serial numbers for storage and classification are fixed. That’s why the murderer cut out some irrelevant pictures and exchanged them.
An exchange was made. Even if someone noticed the problem with the picture, if they really wanted to investigate them one by one, it would definitely take a long time, enough for the murderer to take the picture and fly away.
If no one is aware of this problem, then everyone will think that what was destroyed is just a map of the capital, as before, and will not take it seriously.
Fang Fuli let out a weird shrill laugh and slumped to the ground.
Why did the perpetrator go to such trouble? He vaguely had the answer in his mind.
Such a time-consuming thing would definitely not be done just to steal an ordinary picture. I think he was lucky before and thought it was not a big deal, but now it seems that his life is in danger...
Only then did Shang Fu roughly understand why Fang Fuli was so crazy, and he was puzzled: "But the map...is it that important?"
Boyi, who had been watching from the sidelines, suddenly became gloomy and said in a deep voice: "The importance of hinterland maps and border maps cannot be compared."
"Take the capital city as an example. First of all, it is impossible for enemy troops to fall from the sky and attack the capital city unprepared. Therefore, even if the map of the capital city is stolen, the major camps in Beijing and Zhou Dynasty will immediately be trusted to cooperate and attack the enemy inside and outside."
"But the borders are different...Although the map does not indicate the residential population, if you are familiar with the art of war, you can easily identify the places where troops may be stationed or where grain and grass are stored through the terrain displayed on the map.
"
What's more, letting the enemy know the battlefield well before the battle is a taboo for military strategists.
Shang Fu couldn't close his mouth after hearing this: "This is incredible..."
"So, we have to work hard, Mr. Shaoqing, to find out as soon as possible." Yu Qiansi reminded.
Shang Fu nodded hurriedly, and continued to immerse himself in the analysis. His back was straight, and he felt a certain indispensable importance because he was doing such a grand and important thing.
