Xie San clutched the letter tightly in his palm, and his anger almost set the letter on fire. He's one step too late! Since he knew the existence of the lame man of the Dao King, to the time he and Lin Zhutou and the others rushed to the inn, it was only an hour before and after, who reported the news?

"They won't go far!" Xie San squeezed out these words from between his teeth and looked back at Lin Zhutou.

Lin Zhutou had already ordered his subordinates to chase after him. The shopkeeper explained in a trembling manner that he didn't know when Gong Daoyu would leave. Every time he came to the inn, he directly chartered the entire backyard. On weekdays, if there is no order from him, Xiao Er will never be allowed to enter the courtyard to serve.

At this moment, Xie San couldn't hear the shopkeeper's explanation at all, he only felt that his brain was buzzing. If the so-called "Yu Gongzi" was really Zhao Yi, how could he leave such a letter, as if he was hostile to Shen Jinglun. However, Shen Jinglun should indeed be responsible for Xie Minjun's suicide!

"Third Master Xie." Lin Zhutou looked suggestively at the letter paper that was crumpled by Xie San.

Xie San said with a cold face: "The letter is for me." He took the flint on the table, lit the lamp, and unfolded the letter and placed it on the flame. In a few moments, the corner of the letter turned charred black, and then the firelight flickered through the air, and the bright red flames slowly engulfed the snow-white letter.

It wasn't until the letter was about to burn his fingers that Xie San let go of his fingers, and the ashes fell on the tablecloth along with the remains of the letter that had not been completely extinguished. The shopkeeper's eyes were quick, and he hurriedly stepped forward to extinguish the fire, and the royal blue brocade tablecloth had been blackened in a large area.

"This tablecloth is worth at least two taels of silver." Xie San said as he looked around, except for the green gauze tent as thin as a cicada's wings. There are also antique vases from the former dynasty. Rosewood gilt screen. He scoffed, "The shopkeeper." Look at this situation, could it be that this Yu Gongzi is the behind-the-scenes boss of the inn? ”

The shopkeeper wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, shook his head again and again, and said that Yu Gongzi was an old customer of the inn and had a generous hand, so the utensils and furnishings in the house were all rearranged.

Lin Zhutou listened from the sidelines, staring at the lump of ashes on the table, and thought of another "behind-the-scenes boss" who could not see the end of the dragon. He blurted out: "The Yu Gongzi in your mouth." What are your physical features? ”

The shopkeeper did not dare to conceal it, and truthfully stated that Yu Gongzi was less than thirty years old, tall and handsome, and his spirit was lofty. He called himself a businessman from the north, but everyone who saw him thought that his demeanor was more like that of a prince of a family.

When Lin Zhutou heard this, he was full of disappointment. In the last case of the Black Turban, he conducted an in-depth investigation of the Yongji Pawnshop and found that the pawnshop had another behind-the-scenes owner. However, according to the shopkeeper Huang. He had only met his boss once, and he was in his thirties. A big man with a full beard. Unlike Lin Zhutou's disappointment, Xie San only felt that his breathing was about to stop when he heard the shopkeeper's description. As far as he knew, Zhao Yi was the same year as Shen Jinglun, and he was also a handsome child. The first emperor, the first queen loved Zhao Yi, not only because he was the eldest grandson, but also because he was beautiful and smart since he was a child. On the word "wing", isn't it just the word "feather"!

Xie San couldn't wait to chase him out in person, but in the blink of an eye, he was suspicious again. Since he came to Jizhou, everything has been confusing, twists and turns, how could it be so easy for him to discover Zhao Yi's traces. Maybe today's events are a trap at all!

Xie San inspected the room with a calm face. There were no personal belongings in the house except for the previous letter, but the shopkeeper said that last night he saw the small courtyard lit up and a figure walking around the house.

Half an hour later, Lin Zhutou's men went to the inn to return, they went out of the inn, chased in different directions, and walked about seven or eight streets, and found no suspicious characters.

When Lin Zhutou heard this, he said with a gloomy face: "The lame king was taken to the yamen, but it is just more than an hour, an hour, how far can he go, give me to guard every city gate!" Lao Tzu doesn't believe that they can fly out of the sky with wings! ”

Seeing him like this, Xie San gradually calmed down. When the arresters left as ordered, he retreated left and right, and said to Lin Zhutou in private: "Lin Zhutou, I know that you just suspected that Yu Gongzi is the behind-the-scenes boss of Yongji Pawnshop......

"The owner of Yongji Pawnshop is in his thirties......"

Xie San said with a smile: "How can the Huang shopkeeper of Yongji Pawnshop be sure who is the real boss behind the scenes?" I don't know how Jizhou is going, but according to the situation in the capital, where can the shops in the nobles' homes be taken care of by the master himself......"

"If that's the case, it's even harder to track down!" Lin Zhutou punched the table, "I originally thought that it was Feng Jiyang who cheated Lin, He, Qian, Luo and others of their money, and at this time it was Wang Cripple, and what kind of Yu Gongzi was it, what was going on?" He slammed his fist on the door again, and his face could not hide his frustration.

Xie San shook his head and sighed: "Don't hide it from Lin to catch the head, compared to Feng Jiyang's death, I care more about who He Daxu and others are killed." Perhaps this person is the real 'boss behind the scenes'. ”

Before Xie San's words fell, Lin Zhutou's expression was slightly suffocated, and he turned his head to look out the window and said, "I have been investigating this matter for a few days, and there are no clues at all. Now the people of Jizhou City are panicking, and I also want to solve the case as soon as possible. Perhaps, the people who killed them just wanted to eliminate harm for the people. ”

"Although I agree that extraordinary means can be used at extraordinary times, it is always wrong to abuse lynching."

Lin Zhutou glanced back at Xie San, and then asked, "Third Master Xie, you left me alone, but do you have something to order?" ”

"Lin Zhutou, you have seen it, the house is in order, those people don't seem to be leaving in a hurry, maybe Wang Cripple was taken to the yamen, as early as Yu Gongzi's plan. Wang Cripple is like the yellow shopkeeper of Yongji pawnshop, they really don't know the inside story. Xie San said, his voice gradually weakened, and after a moment of silence, he said intermittently: "Perhaps, Feng Jiyang, the white steward, and even the black scarf people, they only know the Tao and only obey orders and complete their tasks......

"Third Master Xie, do you want to say that it was Uncle Shen who arranged everything? Looking at the entire Jizhou, only the Shen family has such appeal and financial resources. Lin Zhutou looked disapproving.

Xie San hesitated for a moment and shook his head with difficulty. He firmly believes that Shen Jinglun is an out-and-out hypocrite, with an ulterior secret, and he must be responsible for Xie Minjun's suicide, but if the current series of things really involve Zhao Yi, and the black scarf man is clearly a dead man, and Feng Jiyang is Zhao Yi's retainer, I am afraid that everything has nothing to do with Shen Jinglun. Just like He Huan said, he couldn't see the facts clearly and misunderstood Shen Jinglun.

Xie San clenched his hands into fists and said word by word: "Lin Zhutou, just talk about things, three years ago, Feng Jiyang spent many years to set up a bureau to defraud Lin He's family, nothing more than for silver, and the behind-the-scenes boss of Yongji Pawnshop, his purpose is not to sell stolen goods, or to collect money, in the final analysis, it is still for silver......

"Third Master Xie, you missed out that the thieves on the sea burned, killed and looted, and it was also for the silver."

"Indeed." Xie San didn't care about the mockery in Lin Zhutou's tone, but just nodded calmly.

Seeing him so frank, Lin Zhutou was a little embarrassed, and replied apologetically: "Third Master Xie, I am a rough person, and I have always said something." As the saying goes, people die for money, and birds die for food. I've been doing fast hunting for decades, and I've seen a lot of these things......"

"Lin Zhutou, I understand what you mean, but have you ever thought that in the case three years ago, Feng Jiyang got at least 100,000 taels of silver. As for the Yongji pawnshop, you yourself said that you only knew after reading the account books that the profits of the pawnshop were so high. These are big fortunes, not small profits. ”

After Xie San said this, Lin Zhutou looked solemn and stood silently on the window frame. After a moment, he shook his head and said, "Third Master Xie, maybe you think too much......

"I also hope that I am thinking too much." Xie San stood by the window, looked up at the sky, and said meaningfully: "If you are not afraid of 10,000, you are afraid of what happens, Lin Zhutou, it is better to find out some things!" ”

Xie San didn't say it very clearly, and Lin Zhutou didn't ask. In the evening of the same day, Lin Zhutou officially sent someone to inform the shopkeeper Huang that if the owner of Yongji Pawnshop could not show up in person to explain his relationship with Feng Jiyang, the Yamen would only seal down the pawnshop.

Early the next morning, Lin Zhutou personally led people to several shops, including Cuizhuxuan, to interview the shopkeeper and his buddies and investigate the background of the boss. At the same time, he asked the informant to go to the teahouses and restaurants everywhere to collect the news.

Lin Zhutou's actions are not public, and he has never liked to disturb the people, but the news that "there are still more parties in the black scarf" has spread, and the whole Jizhou City is full of rumors, grass and trees, not only at night, but even during the day, there are fewer and fewer people on the street.

Xie San couldn't understand how he thought about it, Zhao Yi and Shen Jinglun had a very good relationship, and it was impossible to target each other. In this way, how to explain the so-called letters left by Yu Gongzi?

In the past few years, he decided that Shen Jinglun was at fault for what happened ten years ago, but He Huan's words are vivid. Ten years ago, what was the truth?

Overnight, Xie Sanru sat on pins and needles. After thinking for a moment, he raised his voice to call Chang'an and ordered him to prepare the four treasures of the study.

Xie San sat at the table, facing the letter and tore it, tore it and wrote it again, until the east gradually turned white, and then he put the letter paper into an envelope, painted it with fire paint, and handed it to his men.

Stepping on the morning dew, a fast horse galloped through the empty street. When he reached the city gate, he did not dismount, but raised the sign in his hand.

Seeing this, the soldiers hurriedly opened the city gates. The man waved his whip, and the horses sped out of the trail, kicking up a cloud of dust behind them.

I don't know how long later, when Xie San's men realized that there was an extra fast horse behind him, he grabbed the reins and slowed down the horse. Seeing that the horses behind him also slowed down, the man was vigilant, and was thinking about how to get rid of the tracking, when a cold arrow burst out from the bushes on the side.

In order to avoid the cold arrow, the man fell from his horse in embarrassment. He turned over with a harrier and was eager to stand up, when he felt a cold light flash in front of him. (To be continued......)