"This is it, Comrade Wang Liang, I will tell you what you need to know, and I hope you can help us solve the case and recover the lost documents. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Vasilyev pointed to Villa No. 16, which was surrounded by a cordon, and said to Wang Liang.

Villa 16 is in a very nice location.

Villa 16 is not the best of the villas, and it is not very good in terms of the beauty of the exterior and the perfection of the internal facilities.

But after all, it's also where the sixteenth-in-command lives, so it must be a little unique.

Its biggest point is that it is near the sea, and I bah, it is near the river.

The Moscow River flows through the city and there are 3 river ports. The excavation of the Moscow Canal connected the Moscow River with the Volga River, and the water traffic could reach the sea. After the opening of the Volga-Don Canal, Moscow became the "port of five seas" of the Baltic, White, Black, Azov and Caspian Seas, with an annual cargo volume of 29 million tons in the three local river ports.

Yes, the villa is located next to the Moskva River.

When you leave the house, you can see an endless river, which seems to be indistinguishable from the sea.

"Well, I don't know who the owner of this villa is?" Wang Liang asked.

Wang Liang really doesn't know who the sixteenth commander of the Soviet army is, the marshal is littering and littering, and who knows which big brother it is.

"Here's the material." Vasilyev had already prepared and gave Wang Liang a folder.

Grigory Ivanovich Kulik.

Wang Liang seems to have a vague impression of this person, he should be engaged in equipment.

Wang Liang tried hard to recall, and gradually some memories came to his mind.

Marshal of the Soviet Union, when he joined the Red Army, he was brave and fearless, was wounded five times, was known as the Tsaritsyn Artillery King, and also participated in the Spanish Civil War.

In 1940, together with Timoshenko and Shaposhnikov, he was awarded the rank of Marshal of the Soviet Union and served as Deputy People's Commissar of Defense.

It seems that he also served as the head of the equipment department.

However, the experience of this marshal is somewhat strange, Wang Liang remembers that this Kulik was promoted from marshal to major general in 1942, and then he was shot soon after.

The exact reason is unknown.

"Okay, let's take a look inside the villa." Kulik's information is not of much use to Wang Liang, so let's investigate the scene.

Under the guidance of Vasilyev, Wang Liang entered the interior of the villa.

The interior of the villa is neat and there is not the slightest trace of theft.

"Hell, the doors and windows were not broken, and there were only the footprints of Kulik and three staff members inside. The scene has been carefully surveyed, and no strange footprints have been found. Vasilyev introduced.

"Where was the room where the lost files were originally placed?" Wang Liang walked around and didn't find anything special.

"Follow me."

The room was also an ordinary room, and the papers were placed on the table.

"Colonel Vasilyev, what about the marshal? I want to meet him. Wang Liang said.

"Yes, he's been quarantined now, but that's fine, you can see him." Vasilyev replied.

The marshal was held in another villa, along with three staff members, all of whom were suspected of theft.

Because this scene is so weird, the phenomenon points the thief at his own people.

"Marshal, I have a few questions I would like to ask you, please answer them truthfully." Wang Liang said.

"Yes." The marshal has long been tortured and has lost his temper, and if such a big thing happens, it is impossible for him to live as nourishing as before.

At least he has been tortured for the past few days, and it is clear that the responsibility for the loss of documents should be on his shoulders.

"Please describe to me in detail what you experienced that night, the more specific the better."

"I had a drink with my three assistants that night and then the room rested. When I got back to my room, I took a shower and made a cup of coffee. After my coffee, I felt a little excited, so I wrote a letter to my wife and put it on the bedside table, intending to hand it over to the correspondent the next day to send it out. ”

While the marshal spoke, Vasilyev, who was sitting next to Wang Liang, handed over the letter from the marshal's mouth very cooperatively.

The envelope had already been opened, so Wang Liang took out the letterhead and read it while listening.

It's just an ordinary letter from home, and there's nothing wrong with that.

Wang Liang turned his attention back to the marshal's description.

"Then I went to bed, but I still didn't get tired, and then my mind unconsciously remembered the drawings I had designed. The drawings are classified as top secret by the General Ordnance Department, and must not be taken out of the studio, but I have been following this project for more than three months, and I am already familiar with the basic structure, materials, and even data. When I was idle, I scratched and pulled up in my notebook, thinking about how to solve the few problems that had not yet been solved. ”

"After some tinkering, I felt sleepy, so I put the notebook and pen on the bedside table, lay down, and fell asleep after a while." The marshal spoke eloquently.

Wang Liang listened carefully, and his mind was not on solving the case.

Rather, I was thinking about what kind of drawing it was.

Let a marshal follow up for three months, study in the studio, belongs to the special top secret scope of the General Ordnance Department.

The marshal's words made Wang Liang's thoughts float.

This drawing is not simple, Wang Liang thought to himself.

"And then? Is this how the documents were lost? Seeing that the marshal stopped talking, Wang Liang asked.

"It should be. I don't know how long it took, but I had a vague feeling in my sleep that someone had entered my room and was walking around on the floor. But when people are sleeping, their consciousness is usually blurry, and I can't tell if it's a dream hallucination or a real scene in reality. I tried to stand up and see what was going on, but I couldn't, and I ended up putting the distraction behind me and falling back asleep. The marshal said.

Speaking of this, Vasilyev's brow was already tightly furrowed, and it was like pulling a calf.

The suspicions of the task force had always been on the marshal, because the documents had been thrown from his hands, and his narrative was so ethereal, so surprising.

"Comrade Wang Liang, did you hear that? Can you take his word for it? I feel like he directed it. Vasilyev whispered to Wang Liang.

Wang Liang shook his head, the drawings he drew were stolen by himself, didn't Vasilyev's head get into the water, he couldn't understand such a simple logic?

But then Wang Liang was relieved, Vasilyev's purpose was probably not to solve the case, he was just to find a scapegoat.