Chapter 73: Analyzing the Evidence, Song Ci Finds Clues
"Brother Xiao, please arrange for a few people to send these children to Yizhuang. Mr. Song is going to perform an autopsy on them today. Maybe they will tell us some good news."
"Wang Cheng, take five or six people to guard Yonghe Village, and ask who was the first to discover these eight children. Has anyone seen strangers walking around here? If you can draw a picture of sending them off,
Portraits of people who have children coming back, that’s the best.”
"Li Xian, you go back to find your father, and you have to ask him to take his brothers to a few nearby villages to protect the children in the village."
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After everything was arranged, Qin Shaobai turned around and entered the screen again, and saw Song Ci sitting there, staring at the children who had already dressed.
At this time, if you can light a cigarette, you will definitely feel better.
It's a pity that Qin Shaobai had already quit smoking when he came here, so naturally there was no smoke in the Song Dynasty.
Qin Shaobai walked over without saying a word, but lightly patted Song Ci on the shoulder.
Song Ci shrugged his shoulders slightly and stood up: "Let's go, there are still many things waiting for us to do."
There are indeed many things to consider.
Qin Shaobai was sitting in the pavilion of Yizhuang, thinking deeply while waiting for Song Ci's autopsy results.
According to Song Ci, if the North Palm is an organization, their demand for poisonous people will be very high. There is a cycle of ten days. These eight children are the victims of the first round. After being killed, they will definitely need fresh blood to replenish them.
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This thought came to Qin Shaobai and he couldn't sit still.
He thought that he had just asked Nanquan's men to protect the surrounding towns, but the children were so scattered that it would be very difficult to protect them.
What should I do? Is there any way to double the effect of this protection?
Yes, why not gather the children together?
Then what reason is there to gather the children together?
It cannot be said that there is an assassination organization snatching children and using them to practice drugs. That would cause panic.
So what excuse can be used to make parents willingly and happily hand over their children to him?
Qin Shaobai lightly beat his head and walked around in the pavilion, shaking his head from time to time, frowning from time to time, sitting down and dazing for a while, and then continuing to pace.
"Shaobai." Song Ci walked out and took the hot tea from Mr. Xishan: "Thank you, teacher."
teacher!
Qin Shaobai's eyes lit up. He thought about it. He knew what kind of reasons he could use to gather the children together.
"It seems you have good news to tell me?"
Song Ci placed the tea bowl on the stone table and looked at Qin Shaobai with squinted eyes.
"Master Song, the look in your eyes tells me that you also have good news to tell me, right?"
Song Ci nodded and took out a cardboard box from the suitcase he carried with him.
"I found this food in the stomachs of children."
Opening the carton, Qin Shaobai saw a piece of meat that had not been fully digested. The color of the meat was very ordinary, and he could not tell whether it was pork or chicken.
Qin Shaobai was a little disappointed. He thought Song Ci's box contained some food with regional characteristics.
"You can't tell what kind of meat it is, right?"
Seeing the disappointment on Qin Shaobai's face, Song Ci smiled slightly, picked up the piece of meat with iron tongs, and brought it to Qin Shaobai's nose.
Qin Shaobai subconsciously stepped aside, but was attracted by the scent.
"This is……"
"Isn't it very fragrant? This is civet meat.",
"Civet? Is it a civet?"
Song Ci looked at Qin Shaobai with satisfaction and a happy face.
"Shaobai, do you know a lot about this kid? The fruit that this civet eats is papaya, that's why it has this aroma."
"I understand. What Mr. Song means is that the people in Beizhang raised some civets in captivity and used the meat to feed the children."
"Yes, this meat contains a lot of viruses. If people eat it, the virus may mutate, and then a plague will occur."
Qin Shaobai couldn't help but think of SARS that year. He remembered that SARS was caused by eating civet cats.
Qin Shaobai couldn't help but shuddered several times when he thought about the days he lived during the SARS year.
"Master Song, aren't they cultivating poisonous people so that they can become invulnerable to all poisons? Why did they suddenly let the children eat this civet again?"
Song Ci stood up, turned around, and then returned to his seat.
"I'm not sure why this civet was used on children. I hope there isn't some bigger conspiracy."
Seeing that Qin Shaobai's face was very ugly, and the anxiety in his eyes was getting heavier and heavier, he gently patted him on the shoulder: "Maybe we are overly worried. But from this civet, we can find several things.
A clue, which will help us find their traces."
After hearing this, Qin Shaobai felt much less frustrated and his eyes brightened a lot.
He changed to a stone bench and took a step closer to Song Ci.
"First of all, in order to raise so many civets, they need to have a lot of papayas. Papayas are tropical plants, so we shouldn't have places that are rich in papayas here."
"Master Song, you mean that their papayas are shipped from other places?"
"Yes, so we have to keep an eye on the docks in Nanyang County to see if anyone is transporting papayas in large quantities these days."
"Okay, I'll let Xiao Shan handle it."
Qin Shaobai was about to leave, but turned around again.
"Master Song just said the first thing, so what are the second and third times?"
Qin Shaobai thought he was very serious when he spoke, but he didn't expect Song Ci to be amused by him.
"Qin Shaobai, sometimes I really feel like you grew up eating pistachios. What you say always makes people happy."
Oh, really? Growing up, the thing I hated eating most was pistachios.
Qin Shaobai shook the muscles on his face and squeezed out a smile, responding to Song Ci's compliment.
"The second thing is that the fur of the civet is very noble, and now it's almost winter. I don't think the civet will waste such a good fur material extravagantly."
"This time, alas, Shaobai, this time I really didn't think of it."
Song Ci's expression of being exhausted and aggrieved amused Qin Shaobai.
Mr. Song, isn't this great? You have to know that when you feel sad, our entire yamen will also feel sad.
Don't worry, we brothers will definitely work together to catch those cruel people and make them confess to Miss Lanyu, Yue'er Niang, and the souls of these dead children.
"Shaobai, what are you thinking about?"
"Oh, I was thinking, since you said you won't waste civet furs, I should ask someone to investigate the tailor shops in Nanyang County to see if anyone has taken so many orders for sewing civet fur coats."
"Well, that's exactly what I had in mind. Now, we have two clues to investigate, which can be considered a big progress."
Song Ci said, and then asked: "Did you also have good news to tell me just now?"
"Yes, I was thinking that since Mr. Song said that Beizhang's poison training has stages, and these eight children were the first stage of the experiments, then if they were killed, Beizhang and the others would definitely find another child.
To replenish fresh blood.”
Song Ci's expression condensed: "That means there will be more children affected?"
"I also thought of this at the time and asked Li Xian to ask his father for help to guard several nearby villages."
"Yes, people should be guarding those children. However, there are so many villages and the children live far apart. This task of protection is really difficult."
"So, I thought of a way. Actually, this method was not thought of by me, but by Xiaolan."
When Song Ci heard Xiaolan's name, a smile appeared in the corner of his eyes: "Shaobai, I found that you are really good at women, and they are all women who can help you."
Goupi, you didn't see when I was so dizzy by these two women.
"Yes, Xiaolan is quite smart. He said that Mr. Nanquan is rich and caring, and he also likes to run charity schools. So, I want Mr. Song to go and talk to Mr. Nanquan if he can take the lead in funding a school in Nanyang County.
Let’s open another school so that children who don’t have money to attend private schools can come to the school.”
"Shaobai, you really impressed me." Song Ci became excited, "You are killing two birds with one stone. Firstly, the children in Nanyang County can learn knowledge. Secondly, and most importantly, the children
Come to the school to study, and we can focus on protecting them."
Haha, Qin Shaobai felt embarrassed by Song Ci's admiring eyes and smiled awkwardly.
"Okay, I will go with you to find Mr. Nanquan now. I believe he will agree to such a wonderful suggestion."
"It's indeed a good note." Mr. Nishiyama didn't know when he appeared in front of the two of them, "If this school is built, I will be the first to sign up and be the teacher of this school."
"Mr. Xishan, it is a blessing for all the children in Nanyang County to have you as a teacher."
Qin Shaobai held Mr. Xishan's hand tightly.
Looking up, the sky is blue, the sun is already hanging in the middle, and the air is filled with warmth.