In Beiping City, after sending a telegram to Shanghai for help, student Wu Jiushan returned to the cheap Datongpu hotel where he temporarily lived in the south of the city. I also saw the steaming copper plate selling winter vegetable buns, and I was reluctant to buy them. In the end, I only bought two copper plates to buy two big white steamed buns, eat one now, and save it for another tomorrow morning.

In a few days, there is really no way, and the cotton robe and big cotton jacket he is wearing can also be worth more than a dozen. It's just going to be cold.

Because there were several telegraph rooms in Beijing, he sent telegrams back to Shanghai, and Shanghai was able to send several letters back one after another, but they were not the same telegraph room, and the telegraph room sent the received Shanghai telegrams to the Shaoxing Hall.

The Shaoxing Hall forwarded the telegram to the two relatives and friends who had helped Mr. Gao book a room before, Hao Xiaodan and Zhen Pashi. These two old people are so brave, and they are really afraid of things, so the two of them discussed:

"Although we were good friends with Gao Youcai before, we haven't seen each other for more than ten years, and now he says that he is a principal, what is going on, who knows?"

"It's very true, now that he has been charged with such a big crime and has been arrested again, we are all small employees, what can we do? These telegrams belong to his accomplices, right? Let's not make trouble, let's burn them all. ”

The two discussed it, burned the telegram, and the Shaoxing Hall sent it again, but they simply didn't answer it.

Beiping Courtyard Wu Old Ghost House.

Old Ghost Wu's heart was like a storm, and he scolded his fourth son:

"You straw bale, even Mr. Shandong doesn't know, Mr. Shandong is a miracle doctor, specializing in miracle medicine. The newspapers say every day that the fame is like thunder. We started by selling ginseng, and we can be regarded as people in the medicinal herb industry. You don't bother with this at all. Straw bag. ”

The third child of the Wu family turned pale:

"The surname Gao is Mr. Shandong, this is really a big disaster, why don't we hurry up and accompany him, let him go."

Old Ghost Wu touched his goatee in his hand and muttered:

"Hurry up and let it go, I'm afraid it's easy to ask God and it's hard to send God."

The fourth child of the Wu family is a silly boy who is not afraid of ghosts:

"No matter how famous he is, if he catches us, he will be a fat sheep, but it is just a matter of a gun." After saying that, he put the things in his hand on the table.

Wu Lao ghost thief, the first to take the Fang Zhang, took a breath, pressed.

"Ping An School High Talent Seal" and "Benevolence Holy Hand"

Old Ghost Wu felt that his eyes were full of gold stars, and he couldn't breathe, and sure enough, sure enough.

Wu Laosi saw his father's anxious look, and immediately reached out to touch the gun:

"Don't be afraid, I'll kill him. What a big reputation, it's all fart when you see a bullet. ”

Old Wu was out of breath and couldn't speak, just waved his hand.

Wu Laosan reprimanded:

"You can't run away after killing him, you go to arrest people clearly, count how many people know in total, can you still kill them all?"

The Dongsi Police Station of the Republic of China is still the former Qing patrol and arrest house that is still used, and the prison is a blue brick low house.

In the former cell, the first floor was an iron gate and the second floor was a wooden fence. Later, some prisoners were strong in martial arts, and their teeth were very hard, and they could bite the wooden fences, so they were all replaced with iron.

In the past, the locks of the prison cells were all old horizontal door locks, and the keys were finger-length, but the prisoners were very smart and could use wheat straw to open the locks, so during the Republic of China, they kept pace with the times and were replaced by large locks imported from Germany, which were strong and durable.

These small things can be improved, the most difficult to change is human nature, for thousands of years, the guards of the prison cells have always bullied the weak and feared the hard, greedy for money.

So Mr. Gao from Shanghai is holding a large white bowl of fine porcelain and drinking a chicken and mushroom soup. Under the futon is a clean bedding, and under the bedding is fresh wheat straw, soft and warm.

The caretaker bent over:

"Mr. Gao, what else do you want? Why don't you give you a pot of Shaoxing's true colors? ”

Mr. Gao raised his head, revealing a blue and black panda eye:

"Just help me send the telegram, and there will be a lot of thanks in the future."

The caretaker nodded:

"It's been sent, it's sent, it's been sent early, it's all a trivial matter."

Mr. Gao solemnly thanked him, as if the other party was also a scholar who knew etiquette.

The guard hummed out of the two-story door of the cell, and quickly took out a bright ring, and the food and drink of this life can be regarded as handed.

Mr. Gao waved his hand and told his students to hurry up and eat. Guo Xiaozhuang took out a fat chicken leg from the ceramic clay pot and took a bite of it, the heat was just right, fragrant.

After eating, suddenly tears snapped and fell:

"Principal Gao, you said that we wouldn't be a guillotine meal, right? I've heard that the severed head is eaten very well. ”

Mr. Gao is very knowledgeable, and calmly comforted him:

"It's not a severed head meal, this severed head meal is given away for free, and we bought it with money."

Student Guo Xiaozhuang touched his tears:

"Principal Gao, you said that Director Qian in Shanghai will come to save us after receiving the telegram, right?"

Principal Gao fainted a few times, which is equivalent to a deep sleep, so his spirit is very good at the moment:

"I guess it will be saved! We didn't collude with foreign countries, those professors at Tsinghua University came to the Qing Bag Sutra, it was Gao who was careless, but it affected you, so there are really heavy treasures, but they just ran into scum, scum. ”

Mr. Gao still thinks that he has figured it out, and it must be the Tsinghua professors who framed him.

Student Guo Xiaozhuang finished eating chicken thighs and drank soup again:

"Principal Gao, you are so knowledgeable, you must be Mr. Shandong."

Mr. Gao hurriedly stopped the student Guo Xiaozhuang's speculation in a loud voice:

"Don't talk nonsense, what kind of character is Mr. Shandong, how dare I pretend to be indiscriminately."

After Mr. Gao finished speaking, he lay down silently, covered the quilt on his body, and sighed secretly:

"The only hope now is that Meixi-san-chan is Mr. Shandong's granddaughter, or that Young Master Tuesday is Mr. Shandong's grandson, but is this possible?"

The Wu family courtyard in Beiping. The goatee-bearded old ghost Wu was already gritting his teeth and trying to calm himself down:

"Now, the best way is to find the Qing Capsule Sutra and dedicate it to a big man, and then the big man will deal with that Mr. Shandong."

"But Beijing City is so big, where to find a big man who is interested in the "Green Capsule Sutra", and this big man can just deal with Mr. Shandong?" Old Ghost Wu's third son asked.

Wu Laogui's fourth son also became serious:

"Kill that Mr. Shandong directly, and then kill everyone who knows? How big of a mess can it be in the end? ”

The third son of Old Ghost Wu's brain was spinning rapidly:

"Otherwise, let's run, the world is so big, you can't eat there!"

Old Ghost Wu slapped the table:

"It's all stupid, go find the Green Capsule Sutra first, find the Green Capsule Sutra!"