Gu Linglong frowned, pushed away the "Four Corner Number" in her hand, and murmured: "Why does it appear twice?"
Xu Siqi sat aside, holding up a flashlight for lighting, and said, "What's wrong?"
Gu Linglong said: "Look, the beginning of the telegram is 4106, and the code at the end is also 106. Normally, 106 should correspond to the place name. Since the place name is mentioned at the beginning, why is it repeated twice? Siqi, could it be?
Did you remember it wrong?"
After listening to Gu Linglong's explanation, Xu Siqi suddenly realized.
He pretended to hesitate and said: "Normally, I can't remember it wrong... Let me think about it again, 2610, 3458, 4176, oh, yes, yes, yes, it is indeed wrong, it is 4176."
"So, humility makes people progress. From now on, at least in front of me, don't say anything about photographic memory." Gu Linglong said jokingly.
"That's almost it. Don't forget, I'm your boss. If you don't respect your boss, be careful about family law." Xu Siqi smiled and picked up the pen and corrected the number that was deliberately written wrong.
Gu Linglong smiled brightly: "Okay, you win, Major Xu Siqi."
Xu Siqi glanced at his watch. It was already 8:20 in the evening, so he said: "Linglong, it is impossible to translate the message in less than three or five hours. Well, you go back and translate it slowly, and I will wait for your good news!"
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"No later than the day after tomorrow, I will definitely be able to decipher this message." Gu Linglong was full of confidence.
Xu Siqi smiled and said: "Miss Gu Er, don't forget what you just said. Humility makes people progress."
"The difficulty of this message can only be considered medium. The key is that I found the pattern."
Gu Linglong was in a very happy mood and felt that her telecommunications skills had been significantly improved during this trip to Nanjing.
The sound of rustling rain could be heard outside the window.
It is raining again.
Since the beginning of July, there has been light rain every three or two days and heavy rain every five or six days. It has never stopped.
Gu Linglong didn't bring an umbrella, but Xu Siqi's umbrella was in the car.
It was so late and it was raining outside. From a man's point of view, there was no way he could let Gu Linglong go home alone.
After coming out of the house, Xu Si gently closed the door so as not to disturb Agui in room 8 next door.
Gu Linglong took a few steps, intending to feel the romance of walking in the rain. Unexpectedly, her feet slipped and she staggered and almost fell.
Xu Siqi, with quick eyes and quick hands, grabbed Gu Linglong's arm.
"What's so slippery?"
"moss."
"Really... Oh, my feet, help me."
"Would you like to take a break?"
"No, just take it easy for a while and you'll be fine."
It was dimly lit in front of the apartment door. Xu Siqi held Gu Linglong's arm and slowly walked towards the garage in the drizzle.
If viewed from a distance, the two of them seemed to be hugging each other.
In the shadows across the street, Gu Qingcheng slowly walked out. Her white dress was already soaked due to being in the rain for too long.
"Qingcheng?"
Gu Linglong was surprised and at a loss.
Xu Siqi immediately understood that the moment Gu Linglong turned on the light, Gu Qingcheng saw it downstairs, and she just deliberately pretended that nothing happened.
Everyone has a scheming mind, even the seemingly innocent Gu Qingcheng.
…
Two days later.
Hongkou Patrol Room.
Inspector Xu's office.
"If you ask me, no one will get this wrong. I don't blame Gu Qingcheng for being angry."
"I didn't say it was her fault."
"What are you going to do?"
Xu Siqi shook his head: "There is no way, please explain slowly..."
He smiled solemnly and said: "Siqi, do you know what this is called? This is called a fateful disaster. If you don't handle it well, you will be in trouble all day long, and you won't have a good life..."
While the two were talking, there was a sudden commotion downstairs.
Xu Siqi stepped to the window, leaned down and looked downstairs.
Zheng Zheng also followed.
A thin, white-haired old woman grabbed Zhang Huan's arm and refused to let go. The two sides seemed to be arguing about something.
"Zhang Huan, what are you doing?" Xu Siqi asked casually.
Zhang Huan hurriedly said: "Detective Xu, it's okay. I'll take care of any small matters right away."
When the old woman heard this, she realized that the person upstairs seemed to be a big shot. She bowed and bowed, and muttered: "Yihe Cotton Factory is unreasonable and bullies me, a lonely old woman..."
Xu Siqi's heart moved, and he pretended to be impatient and said: "There is such a commotion in front of the patrol room. Zhang Huan, bring this person up!"
After a while, Zhang Huan opened the door and walked in, bowed and said: "Inspector Xu, we have brought him here and are waiting in the corridor."
"Tell me first, what is going on?" Xu Siqi asked.
"The old lady's name is Chen Liu. She has a son named Chen Feng, who works at Yihe Cotton Factory. Some time ago, Chen Feng was accidentally electrocuted and died at work. Yihe Cotton Factory also lost money afterwards. Chen Liu
He refused to give up and thought the compensation was too small, so he came to patrol the house every now and then to make trouble..."
"How much did Yihe Cotton Factory pay?"
"600 yuan."
"It does seem to be missing a bit..."
"The price is still the same now, and the concession union has also signed and approved it."
"Let Mr. Chen Liu come in and be polite, you are so old."
"yes."
Zhang Huan opened the door, waved to Chen Liu who was waiting anxiously, and said, "Grandma Chen, please come in."
At Xu Siqi's signal, Zhang Huan bowed and retreated.
Mrs. Chen Liu looked at Xu Siqi, then at Zheng Zheng aside, and said, "Which one of you is Inspector Xu?"
"I'm Inspector Xu. Grandma Chen, please sit down." Xu Siqi said cheerfully.
After sitting down, Mrs. Chen Liu suddenly slapped her thigh and said in an almost singing tone: "My poor Afeng..."
"Grandma Chen, we basically know what happened to Chen Feng, do you have anything else to add?" Zheng Zheng interrupted in time. He didn't want to hear repeated complaints.
"Will you take care of it?" asked Chen Liu.
Xu Siqi said: "The patrol office enforces the law impartially, and we will take care of any unreasonable things."
"Master Qingtian makes decisions for the people, I..." Mrs. Chen Liu's knees softened and she looked like she was going to kneel down and kowtow.
Zheng Zheng hurriedly took the lead, sat Chen Liu on the chair, and said: "Old lady, it's the Republic of China now, and it's not easy to use the old customs of the Qing Dynasty again."
Mrs. Chen Liu agreed repeatedly, calmed down a little, and then told the story of what happened.
Mr. Chen Liu was getting older and his mind was not very bright. He told some things over and over again two or three times. Fortunately, he finally made things clear.
According to the cotton mill, Chen Feng accidentally entered the power distribution room and was accidentally electrocuted to death.
Mrs. Chen Liu knew her son very well. Chen Feng was by no means a reckless person. How could he enter the power distribution room without any reason?