Lu Chengfeng finally picked up the account book that recorded the plantain just now, opened it again, searched carefully, and muttered to himself:

"On the twentieth day of the lunar month, that is, the day before the case, Jiangfu on Nanshi Street sold six catties and eight yuan of Nanli's specialty and precious Chinese herbal medicine plantain."

"Huh? Why is it gone? Not in the back! The front is exactly the same as the list recorded on the secret letter in our hands! ”

After Lu Chengfeng searched carefully, he shouted in confusion.

Wu Jingmo took the account book with his hand, looked at it fixedly, and said:

"That's right, this should be the original record of the secret letter in our hands, which was copied from the above list. However, there are really blank pages at the back! ”

So saying, he leaned forward again and asked:

"Where did Brother Chengfeng find it on this shelf just now?"

"Right here!" Lu Chengfeng pointed to the second grid at hand.

"If this book were chronological, then the recent black market transactions would be around here. We just need to go through them one by one. ”

Wu Jingmo firmly suggested.

But after I really searched for them one by one, I found nothing.

"I once searched the study of Jiangfu and found out that Jiangfu is a regular tea, horse and salt merchant on the surface, but behind the scenes, he is doing the business of digging people's ancestral graves! Moreover, there is a large stack of fish-grained plain paper used to communicate with the Cao Gang in the study of the Jiang Mansion, so the Jiang Mansion must have a close relationship with the Cao Gang. It is likely that the stolen goods were sold through the Cao Gang! ”

Lu Chengfeng recalled what he saw and heard in the study of Jiangfu that day, fixed his mind, and said:

"Therefore, if Jiangfu is really a big supplier of the Cao Gang's black market, then this Cao Gang should have a special account book to record it. In this way, it will not be mixed in the trading directory of these retail investors! We can change positions and look for it! ”

At this moment, the bookkeeper actually woke up, and when he looked closely, there was not only Nawei Laoqi standing in his room, but also three more helpers, who not only dizzy themselves, but also said sensitive words such as "black market", "account books", "directory", etc., and even mentioned Jiangfu!

So, he didn't dare to continue pretending to be dead anymore, and shouted loudly:

"Someone! Help me! Someone ......"

Before he finished shouting for help, Tian Zifang had already covered his mouth with one big hand, and the other hand had tightly pinched the neck of the bookkeeper, staring at him with angry eyes.

Wei Laoqi blew with a quick mouth and blew out the oil lamp burning in the account room.

The two warriors patrolling outside heard the call for help, picked up their broadswords and hurried to the courtyard.

When he came to the door of the account, he saw that there was no light in the room, and it did not look like there was anyone inside.

Out of vigilance, the two men stood in front of the door, swords in both hands, ready for an attack, and shouted loudly:

"Who's in the room? Hurry up! ”

Tian Zifang pinched Mr. Bookkeeper's big hand and tightened it again, locked him to the point, and said softly:

"If you want to live, be honest! Tell them to go! ”

The bookkeeper's life was pinched in Tian Zifang's hands at this time, so he had to honestly obey his orders, pretending to be calm and shouting loudly:

"It's okay! It's a big mouse, and I'm scared! It's okay! It's okay! Let's go first! ”

Lu Chengfeng saw that this bookkeeper was quite clever and good at acting with cameras, so he stepped forward and asked:

"I ask you! Do you have a special transaction account book for Benjiang Mansion? How did the various treasures obtained from the tomb robbery in Jiangfu be sold through your black market trading? ”

"I don't know! I don't know! As soon as the bookkeeper heard Jiang Fu, he panicked and said with his hands and feet.

"Really? That little master, this knife in my hand doesn't have eyes! ”

Lu Chengfeng didn't know when he had an extra dagger in his hand, and he was tilting his head and slanting his head to wipe the stains on the dagger with his sleeve, and he approached the bookkeeper with an aggressive expression.

The dagger was put down after the fight between Wei Laoqi and Tian Zifang just now, but I didn't expect it to be used to intimidate Mr. Fan at this time.

"Uncle spare your life! Uncle spare his life! I say! I said no, yet? ”

The bookkeeper was already scared and peeed, and said.

Lu Chengfeng asked Tian Zifang to let go of his hand, so that the bookkeeper went to get the special account book.

I saw Mr. Nafan crawling to a corner of the house, trembling and taking out one account book after another from an iron box.

Sample! It seems that there are quite a few big black market players! Lu Chengfeng thought secretly.

It's a pity that there is no oil lamp in that corner, and I can't tell what it is. Only a person like Mr. Fan, who is familiar with this place and can reach out and touch it with his eyes closed, knows the subtlety.

Lu Chengfeng saw that he was trembling and groping in that corner for a long time, so he had to ask Tian Zifang to light the only oil lamp in the room for him, and he himself looked in the room to see if there were any other light sources.

Wu Jingmo coldly took out a fire fold from his arms at this time, rushed over with an arrow step, and used the fire fold to shine, his face changed greatly! He said angrily,

"How dare you lie to us! There's nothing in there! ”

Mr. Nafan held on to the edge of the big iron box, and said tremblingly:

"I—I didn't lie to you! It was all here! How suddenly, all of a sudden, all of a sudden, it was gone! ”

When the other three heard that it was wrong, they immediately stepped forward and lifted the big iron box upside down.

I saw that after the heavy box was overturned by them, stacks of white paper floated out like big snowflakes and scattered all over the ground.

At this moment, Mr. Fan, surrounded by the four of them, was already so frightened that he peed his pants, and was sitting on the wet floor, and said tremblingly:

"Y-What do you want to do? I—I really didn't lie to you! I don't know what's going on! Don't, don't kill me! ”

When the words landed, the four of them did not mean to stop there, they hurriedly stomped their heels, and shouted anxiously and angrily:

"Wei Lao Qi! You're saying something for me! It's a shame that I thought so much about you just now, and now you do this to me! Hum! I'm so blind! How to make friends like you! Also fellow villagers! Return old friends! I'm phew."

After speaking, he spat at Wei Laoqi's face.

Wei Laoqi believed his words and hurriedly explained for him:

"Maybe he's telling the truth, maybe he doesn't know?"

When the bookkeeper heard this, if there was a rescuer, he nodded like pounding garlic and said:

"Yes, yes, yes! I really don't know! I'm just a little bookkeeper! In the helm of this Cao Gang, there are leaders bigger than me everywhere! I don't believe you ask him! Wei Laoqi, you said yes, right? ”

Wei Laoqi nodded silently again.

"Then let me ask you, do you know where the plantain sold on the twentieth day of the twentieth month of the lunar month in Jiangfu is? Who bought it? Are you impressed? ”

Wu Jingmo is colorful.

"This ...... I...... I can't say! ”

The bookkeeper suddenly fell back on his feet, as if there was a great secret in it.

Tian Zifang took the dagger, forced it into the neck of the bookkeeper again, and glared angrily:

"If you don't say anything, I'll stab you to death! See if your life is more important, or if it's more important to deceive in your mouth! ”

"I say! I say! It's our boss! ”

Mr. Nafan finally opened Chrysostom under the threat of his life, which shocked all four people present!

A landslide and tsunami have quietly come in the hearts of Tian Zifang and Wei Laoqi.