"You mean, Kobayashi Hikoro drilled into the sewage pipe?"
"right."
"Are you sure it's a sewage pipe?"
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After thinking about it seriously: "Normally speaking, if the cement pipe protruding from the bottom of the wall is not a sewage channel, it must be a sewer."
Xu Siqi pondered for a moment, stretched out his hand to push the teacup over, and said, "How did you get into the cotton factory?"
"We went around to the main entrance of the cotton mill and went in to search openly. Alas, our work was in vain."
"How many people are there in the yarn mill?"
"I've asked about it. There are about three hundred and fifty people in total including management personnel and ordinary workers."
"With so many people, has no one seen Hikobayashi Kobayashi?"
"The doorman said he saw a soaked man walking through the gate. He asked a question at the time, and the man answered a string of Japanese words. He looked very angry, so he didn't dare to ask any more questions."
"Then what?"
"Then, I personally led a team of patrolmen and followed them along the street, but in the end I found nothing." Zheng Zheng spread his hands helplessly.
Xu Siqi asked: "No witnesses were found?"
He shook his head solemnly, picked up the teacup and took a long sip.
Xu Siqi said: "It is incredible that a person who is soaked in water has such an eye-catching target that not even a single witness can be found."
"Could there be an accomplice secretly supporting him?"
"No. If there was someone to help him, he wouldn't have to be in such a mess. What happened today was an emergency for Hikobayashi Hikoro..."
Xu Siqi thought for a long time and suddenly said: "Seriously, if you stand across the river, can't you even see the sewage pipe?"
"There are a lot of weeds under the wall, and you can't see anything from a distance..."
Halfway through the words, Zheng Zheng also reacted and said: "Yes, we can't see it, and Kobayashi Hikoro can't see it either!"
The thing is obvious. Kobayashi Hikoro should have known about the sewage pipe under the wall of Ichiwa Cotton Mill for a long time? Rather than accidentally discovering it by accident.
"So? It's not surprising that there are no witnesses, because Kobayashi Hikoro didn't leave Ichiwa Cotton Factory at all."
"So? The yarn factory hid Hikobayashi Hikoro?..."
Did you know that it was a factory opened by the Japanese? The patrol searched every place where someone could hide someone. Zheng Zheng was also extra vigilant at that time? He was worried that the factory was deliberately shielding Hikobayashi Kobayashi.
Xu Siqi said: "Let's put the matter of Yihe Cotton Factory aside for now...right? How is the situation at the school?"
"After struggling all day? The suicide note was also found. In addition, the forensic doctor did not detect any external injuries. I heard from the translator that Inspector William basically concluded that Teacher Zhang died of suicide."
"That's good. The special high school class knows that Hashimoto Kenju died of murder? But it is inconvenient to intervene in the investigation. After all, Hashimoto is ostensibly Chinese."
He smiled solemnly and said: "The little devil is knocking out his teeth and swallowing them in his stomach. He knows that he has suffered the loss of being mute, but he can only stare."
Xu Siqi also smiled and said: "Hashimoto is a spy, even if he is dead? His identity cannot be disclosed. Otherwise, the Ministry of Industry and Commerce Bureau of the Concession will definitely notify the Japanese Consulate..."
He solemnly picked up the tea cup and was about to drink it. He quickly put it down and took out a ticket from his arms. He said, "I almost forgot about business. This is the train ticket to Nanjing. Get on the train from Shanghai North Railway Station on Wednesday morning."
"Seriously? I'm really impressed by you. You only think of such a big thing now?" Xu Siqi took the ticket and looked at it.
"There's no way, it's easy to change one's nature, but it's hard to change one's nature. My personality follows that of my mother, and it's common for me to be careless..."
After a slight pause, he solemnly sat up straight and said, "Let me tell you something. When I joined the Secret Service, I was originally affiliated with the intelligence team. Later, Boss Dai said that I was more suitable for operational tasks, so I was transferred to the operational team.
Team."
Xu Siqi smiled and said: "The one who knows you is Boss Dai."
"Well, Siqi, when you leave, I won't go to the station to see you off."
"What's wrong with you?"
"The day after tomorrow, Stewart will interrogate Ma Biao in person, and I will have to be present. He may ask me about the detailed arrest process at any time."
"Did Ma Biao plead guilty?"
"He can't admit it even if he doesn't want to. All the fingerprints and footprints extracted from the murder scene can be matched with his. This guy is dead. He doesn't need to go to Fating."
"The court will definitely go to court. European and American countries attach great importance to legal procedures..."
Xu Siqi took a look at the ticket and asked: "When I arrive in Nanjing, should I go directly to the headquarters to report, or should I be picked up by someone at the station?"
"You don't have to worry about anything. You will know everything when you get on the bus. Oh, these are the stationmaster's original words. I am only responsible for conveying them." He replied solemnly.
Xu Siqi was confused. Could it be that the Secret Service sent someone to accompany him on this trip to Nanjing?
He solemnly said: "Don't think so much. The webmaster has arranged everything. Just do your own thing and don't think about anything else."
Xu Siqi also knew that it was really inconvenient to ask about this kind of thing, so he put the ticket away and got up to go to the bathroom.
Tuk Tuk!
There was a knock on the door.
Xu Siqi was still in the bathroom, so she solemnly got up and opened the door.
The door opened, and a slim-figured woman wearing a white dress stood outside.
He rubbed his eyes solemnly, looked carefully for a while, and said hesitantly: "You, are you an elder sister or a younger sister?"
The woman chuckled: "What do you think?"
"I can't guess." Zheng Zheng smiled bitterly and shook his head.
The woman stepped in.
After a while, the sound of flushing water came from the bathroom. Xu Siqi walked out, glanced at the woman sitting on the sofa, and said, "Why are you here? Didn't you say you would be here in the afternoon?"
He solemnly said quickly: "Siqi, please wait for a moment. If she doesn't speak, can you tell whether she is an older sister or a younger sister?"
Xu Siqi nodded: "Yes."
"who is she?"
"Gu Qingcheng."
The woman on the sofa, Gu Qingcheng, stood up and said with a smile: "Mr. Zheng, do you need to see my ID?"
"You two, I won't interrupt you. Goodbye." He solemnly put on his hat, gave Xu Siqi a thumbs up, opened the door with a smile, and walked out.
Gu Qingcheng came over, took Xu Siqi's hand, and said, "I also want to ask you, how do you know who I am? Aren't you afraid of admitting the wrong person?"
"The older you two get, the more unique characteristics you have. Twins are basically like this. It's the hardest to tell them apart when they were young," Xu Siqi replied.
"Really? Why don't I feel..."
Gu Qingcheng didn't quite believe it. Ever since Linglong came back, her mother would often call her by the wrong name unless they were dressed obviously different.
Xu Siqi changed the topic: "By the way, Qingcheng, you came just in time. I have something to tell you."
In fact, the reason why he could tell the difference between the sisters was because since returning to Shanghai, there was a hint of melancholy between Linglong's brows.