Before leaving, Geng Daquan went to visit Hurd first, after all, this is his territory, and he should always tell his master if he wants to leave. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Bao La said you were going out for a few days?" Hurd was wearing pajamas, apparently knowing that Geng Daquan was leaving to meet him.

"Yes, I came in too much of a hurry, and that's when I remembered that there was something I needed to do." The real intentions Geng Daquan is inconvenient to say now, so he made an excuse.

"Well, I will command someone to take you back in a chariot, and let him wait for you, and he will carry you back when you return." Hurd nodded.

Geng Daquan then went down the mountain to cross the lake by boat, and there was a young man with him, who didn't talk much, only knew that Fusheng was a responsible person.

"Where are we going?" After getting into the car, Fusheng turned around and asked Geng Daquan on fire.

"Go to Dalong Huikou." Geng Daquan wanted to go to the residence first, and at the same time tell Ah Mei that he would stay outside for a while.

It was not early when Geng Daquan came out, and when the car arrived at the residence, it was getting late, and there were not many people on the street, so he asked Fusheng to wait for him at the intersection, and he walked into the alley on foot.

As soon as I entered the yard, I found that there was a light upstairs, but this light was not obvious, only a faint trace of light and shadow, which was difficult to find if you didn't pay attention. He was not surprised that the other occupants were lit up, not everyone was resting with the lights out at this time, and there were always a few families still chatting, but the location of the lights was about the same as where he lived, which made him feel strange.

If it's a thief, you don't have to turn on the lights, it's obvious that people can be caught. Although the landlord has the key to his room, he can't stay for no reason when others are not there at this time.

Geng Daquan didn't think much about it, went upstairs, at this time the electric light at the crossing had just gone out, and the corridor was dark, so he lit a cigarette, coughed lightly and came to the door of his house, the crack in the door was still pitch black, and it was impossible for the lights to be lit in the house. However, when Geng Daquan turned sideways and was about to take the key to open the door, a dim light came from the end of the corridor, and he wondered if Ah Mei was back?

The glimmer I saw downstairs before, if it was in Ah Mei's house, it could be said that Ah Mei's room was only separated from Geng Daquan's room on the first floor, and it looked almost like a resident from the outside.

Geng Daquan continued to walk forward, the dim light slowly began to brighten up a little, and around the corner, he saw an oil lamp placed at the door of Ah Mei's room.

Behind the light was a white figure, and the wick that was lightly picked up from time to time illuminated the white shadow erratically.

"Who are you?" Geng Daquan shouted.

For a long time, the white shadow was still there, and there was no response.

Geng Daquan became more and more suspicious, so he took a few steps forward, and at this time, the candlelight was flourishing, and the figure was hidden in the daylight, and the candlelight stopped suddenly for a moment.

"You're here too!"

As soon as the words fell, a middle-aged man was imprinted in front of him, wrapped in white cloth, majestic and terrifying.

It was accompanied by a monstrous fear, which overwhelmed the person, and a wave of anger attached to the body, and the whole person seemed to be in a deep sea of blood, and his eyes were almost blind.

Everything in the world originates and dies, and the past and this life turn back several times.

Although it was only a short moment, Geng Daquan has experienced a lifetime of life, the flawless scene of his childhood, the eventful years of studying in a different place, and the confusion and inaction of most of his life.

There was an endless darkness in front of him, and he was about to wander here forever when he was suddenly awakened by a silent call.

"Is that you, Mr. Big Circle?"

The light repeats the world, who else would this person in front of him be if he is not a sister!

"Oh, you're here."

"Why are you here?"

"I....I just saw a guy here on your doorstep."

"People?" The joy on Ah Mei's face disappeared suddenly, replaced by sadness and helplessness, "I didn't expect them to chase here." ”

Geng Daquan didn't know what was going on, he just thought she was tired, and after a few words of comfort, he asked her, "Do you know who it is?" ”

"The people in the factory were kind enough to take care of me at the beginning, who wanted me to make a small ........... for him." Ah Mei said that tears fell here, "They just bullied me alone." ”

"Okay, don't cry anymore, you really can't change jobs first."

"Where is the job so easy to change, just talk about you.............." Ah Mei suddenly stopped the following words, and then explained: "I'm just using you as an analogy, you are not as good as us who have read books, as long as you are willing to do everything." ”

There are some things that others may do with ease, but he has his own bottom line, but if he crosses it, he will decisively refuse. However, in today's world, there are too many people selling dog meat on the head of a sheep, and the famous hall here can't explain it clearly to Ah Mei for a while, so he said: "I believe that everything will always develop in a good direction, and you don't have to be too sad." ”

Ah Mei invited Geng Daquan into the house, but he waved his hand and signaled not to go in, "I won't go in today." ”

"You're leaving?"

"I told you before, someone asked me for help." Geng Daquan explained.

Ah Mei didn't understand what she had to do at night, "It's so late?" ”

"I'm here to tell you that I probably won't be back for a while."

Ah Mei seemed to have misunderstood something, her cheeks instantly flushed, and she said in a blaming tone: "You don't have to, it's still important to do things, of course I hope that others ask you for help as soon as possible." ”

Leaving Ah Mei, Geng Daquan went back to the house to pack some clothes, took Ma Guming's books with him, and went out to find that the lights were on in Ah Mei's room, and she was looking at him with a smile at the window.

Fusheng on the side of the road turned off the car and sat in the car in a daze, about a cup of tea after Geng Dahuan appeared, people quickly got out of the car to help him carry things, and said: "It's all over." ”

"Just go home and get some things, it's getting late, and we have to do it tomorrow." Geng Daquan explained casually.

Fusheng didn't ask much, he put away his things and was about to light a fire, when suddenly Geng Daquan asked him: "Do you say there are any ghosts in this world?" ”

"Ghosts, of course there are, the old man doesn't all say ghosts, ghosts!"

"Who has seen it with their own eyes?"

"Who has seen it? This one........... Fusheng couldn't be sure for a while, thinking in his heart that the ghost thing had always been known from other people's mouths, but if he really wanted to say who had seen it with his own eyes, no one believed it, so he said: "Where can I see this ghost thing!" ”

"Let's go." Geng Daquan didn't want to think about it too much, urging Fusheng to drive.

The car crossed the Kinmen Bridge in Shanghai, and further on was the downtown area, where there was a British concession, foreigners were accustomed to nightlife, and the street shop signs were still lit with colorful neon lights. The highest one is the government building of the Republic of China, there are military police guns to set up guards, there are countless hotels and restaurants on the side, and celebrities from all walks of life are even more flocking to it.

In the summer, the heat is unbearable during the day, and at night the heat turns underground, and there is a sea breeze blowing from the river, and the day of hudu is lively.

The next day, the sky is not white, the door of the Shanghai "Lichun" hotel slowly opens with a piercing sound, out of a fifty or sixty-year-old man, holding a pipe in his hand, smoking a few puffs of cigarettes and turning back to the hotel, after a while people come out again, but the hand is replaced by a wooden barrel and a broom, while sprinkling water while cleaning the street, and finally a sign hidden behind the door stands on the left side in front of the door, which says the business hours of the day, and the Western table clock in the lobby is also lit at this time, everything is just right.

The bell rang from the lobby to the backyard, and a man in a white work uniform was pushing a dining cart down the aisle, and when he arrived at the "2017" room, he stopped, raised his hand and knocked on the door, saying, "Sir, your breakfast has been delivered." ”

"Please come in." Someone responded.

The waiter pushed the door in, parked the dining cart in front of the table, and carefully placed the plates containing the food one by one.

"Is the gentleman next door up?"

"It's already up, and that's what he called for dinner." The waiter replied.

"Oh, can you bring me a copy of today's paper?"

"What newspaper do you need?"

"Is there a Shanghai Times?"

"Yes, I'll go to the lobby and get it." After saying that, the person had already retreated and left.

The waiter walked in with the front foot, and Fusheng walked in with the back foot, and asked, "Mr. Daquan wants to read the newspaper?" I've got it in my house, or I'll get it for you." ”

"Forget it, I've already asked them to take it anyway, I'm already ashamed of Mr. Hurd when I live here, so why bother you." Geng Daquan has no habit of calling people, and he was forced to call the waiter just now, so how can he call Fusheng to do things now.

"Yes, Mr. Daquan can just tell me if he needs anything." Fusheng wrapped his hand around the back of his head and said honestly.

Geng Daquan motioned for Fusheng to sit down first and chat while eating.

"I know, you were invited by the master to help find the young lady."

"Oh, you know quite a bit." Geng Daquan smiled.

"A few years ago, the lord asked the police commissioner to find out the whereabouts of the young lady."

"Really!" The bigger the people invited by Hurd, the more they feel that they have no confidence, and the reasoning and analysis of cases is also a common thing abroad, which is nothing more than collecting clues first, and then finding out the thread to unravel the whole mystery, but when it comes to the facts, how to find out the thread of this decade is a difficult problem.

Before the meal for the two people was finished, the waiter had already delivered the newspaper, as if he was afraid that Geng Daquan would not have enough newspapers to read and took several copies.

After hastily finishing the meal, Geng Daquan picked up the newspaper and read it on the bed, and soon found the "Shanghai Times" among several newspapers, which was almost exactly the same as Miss Hutton's collection, except that the printed font was clearer. At first, he was worried, afraid that the newspaper ten years ago had stopped being published, but now he was relieved when he saw it.

Miss Hutton's collection of newspapers had been cut and could be said to be incomplete, so Geng Daquan ran back impatiently, just to take a look at the complete newspaper.

He knew that there had been such cases abroad, and of course in China. That is, someone who wants to convey a certain information but does not want irrelevant people to know, will hide the information in a specific way, similar to the encrypted message in the telegram, only the person who knows the password can decipher the information inside, and outsiders seem to be completely ignorant.

And there is a plausible reason why Miss Hutton is so fond of collecting newspapers, and it is clear that she has found something in it, and whether or not it has anything to do with her disappearance itself is not something that Geng Daquan can decide.

"Why not!" Geng Daquanzi looked through it carefully several times, but he didn't find anything suspicious. Miss Hutton's cropped newspaper and this one are missing only a few blank spaces, which is unbelievable.

"What's not?" Fusheng was eating, listening to Geng Daquan talking to himself, and also leaned in front of him to take a look, but he didn't know much about it, and he didn't find anything after reading it for a while, so he thought that Geng Daquan didn't see what he wanted to see, so he took another newspaper from the table and handed it to Geng Daquan.

"Whatever you want to read, this paper may have."

It's not even, this newspaper is "Shanghai Times" again, but?

Is it possible for a newspaper to make such a mistake when two different newspapers cannot tell who comes first from the other, and if the newspaper does not have an issue date or number?