In front of the grave by the river, where the surrounding weeds were cleaned up, Xing Guodong put down the bamboo basket, took out the wine, food for worship, and the incense wax paper money, laid them out one by one, and then handed the three sticks of incense to Lian Jiuqi, who was standing in front of the tombstone in a daze.

Lian Jiuqi took the incense, squatted down, and looked at the two words "Gong Pan" on the tombstone, which were also the only two words on the tombstone, which were written in Tang Kai.

"The tombstone was handwritten and carved after the execution." Xing Guodong lit a candle and stuck it on the ground, "He doesn't know what other words should be engraved, because his mother died when he was very young, and his impression of his mother is very vague, if there is no photo, he probably doesn't know what his mother looks like." ”

Xing Guodong got up after speaking, and Lian Jiuqi gently stroked the tombstone, holding back the tears in his eyes.

"Gong Pan has never told anyone who the father of the torture technique is." Xing Guodong looked at the red incense in Lian Jiuqi's hand, "Until the day she died, she didn't say anything, in fact, she was crazy at that time, because of her mental problems, I didn't dare to let the young torture stay by her side, I only let her hold the torture technique for ten minutes in the morning, noon and evening every day, and the rest of the time, let her watch with the glass, you know?" Every time she looked through the glass, she smiled, stuck to the glass, and whispered something in her mouth, I couldn't hear what she said, but I always felt like she was calling your name. ”

Lian Jiuqi clung to the tombstone, gritted his teeth and said, "If it weren't for Zheng Cangqiong......

"Stop!" Xing Guodong interrupted Lian Jiuqi and looked back at Lian Jiuqi, "If what you say is the truth, it is not a reason why you have not fulfilled your fatherly responsibilities, if I were you, I would definitely come back, because a real husband, a real father, will never leave his wife and son behind...... You and Gong Pan have a good chat, I'm leaving, there is nothing else to do not need to look for me, in addition, don't make trouble in my hospital, I will call the police, if the police can't be handled, you also have to believe that in this hospital, there are many people who can let you lie down and go out. ”

Xing Guodong turned around and left, he didn't know what Lian Jiuqi said in front of Gong Pan's grave, only that Lian Jiuqi sat in front of the tombstone with his head down and stayed until dark, and then got up and left the hospital.

He also knew that the moment Lian Jiuqi walked into the hospital, Tong Yunhui, Liao Hongmei and others had already raised the level of vigilance to the highest, if what Lian Jiuqi did was even a little out of line, he might not be able to get out of the door of this hospital.

Xing Guodong stood at the window, looking at Lian Jiuqi's distant back, and began to worry about the punishment technique, Xing Shu did not tell him in advance when he left this time, but only sent him a text message after getting on the train, and at that time Lian Jiuqi was sitting opposite him and told him what happened on that snowy night decades ago, and the series of tragedies caused by it.

……

In the evening, he and Ma Fei arrived in Beijing, but Ma Fei dragged him onto a bus, originally he wanted to take a taxi to Liulichang Street outside the Peace Gate, because the head of the nine sons he was looking for, Youzhou Wang Qian Xiuye, opened an antique shop there - the shop specialized in porcelain at the same time, but also according to the old rules of the past to do pawnshop business.

But Maffei said that it was too boring to be a taxi, and that he had to take a bus to feel the atmosphere of the capital, so he stiffened him and got on the bus.

Originally, the torture technique was to hurry over, but Ma Fei told him with a smile: "If you don't take the bus, I will have a husband, my dear, until we go back to Harbin." ”

Xingshu frowned and looked at Ma Fei: "No, why are you like this?" Do you want to ......?"

The torture technique didn't say the word "face", but Ma Fei followed his words and said, "You asked me if I had a face, right?" I'm shameless. ”

There was no way to torture, so I had to follow Ma Fei on the bus, and if I didn't take the subway first, I would have to make several trips just by reversing, and along the way, Ma Fei kept taking pictures with his camera, and from time to time he took a selfie with his mobile phone, and asked the torture "shamelessly": "Why are you unhappy?" ”

He didn't pay attention to Ma Fei along the way, but he didn't know that Ma Fei was just following Mo Duqiao's instructions and using the methods he could think of to divert the attention of the criminal arts, so that the criminal arts could gradually come out of the shadow of the Xiangxi incident and change back to the previous criminal arts, so that they could improve their chances of winning against the Cusco company.

Of course, Maffei's tricks didn't work, but instead made the torture more upset.

After tossing for almost two hours, the two came to the shop on Liulichang Street with the "Lund Treasure Vault".

The torture said: "Don't shoot, if you are a pawnshop or an antique trader, in fact, it is very taboo for people to take pictures." ”

Ma Fei was puzzled: "Why? ”

Xingshu looked up at the signboard, and pointed to the text sign with the four big characters of "Longde Treasure House" hanging next to it: "There are a lot of words, before the camera came to China, if someone lingers outside the pawnshop for too long, it will definitely arouse the suspicion of the pawnshop, thinking that you are the thief's eyeliner, to keep an eye on it, after the camera came, there is a superstitious saying, saying that it will scatter the wealth here, and then to the present, not allowed to shoot, there is also a superstitious saying, more for the store's *." ”

Ma Fei nodded: "I see." ”

"Also, the outside of the signboard also has a special attention, generally divided into text and plaque signs, in the early years there was no plaque, are written on the wooden sign off the ground, or on the screen at the gate, with the words "dian", "quality", "charge" and so on to show that what they do is a pawnshop business." Torture pointed to the hanging banner, "That is the text banner, on which and the plaque are written the words 'Longde Treasure House', Long means prosperous, virtue means integrity, and the treasure house means that in addition to pawnshops, this shop also deals in antiques." ”

Ma Fei said: "In this comparison, the one you opened in Harbin is not a pawnshop at all, right?" ”

Xingshu was stunned for a moment, and then said: "When I debuted back then, I also thought about opening such a pawnshop, and I also dreamed that my master could give me 1.8 million yuan, rent or buy a shop, who knew that my master gave me 50,000 yuan, and let me figure out the rest by myself, and also said that as long as I opened a shop, the money I earned would be half of him and me. ”

Speaking of this, the torture technique smiled, and Ma Fei looked at the smile on his face: "You smiled." ”

Torture looked at Ma Fei: "Did I laugh?" Even if I laugh, what's so strange? I'm a normal person, and normal people laugh. ”

Torture led Ma Fei to the inside of the shop, explaining to Ma Fei that the purpose of the screen at the door was to avoid the noise on the street and protect the pawn treasurer*.

Ma Fei looked at the tall counter, gestured with his hand, and the torture technique immediately took her hand down, and then smiled apologetically at the middle-aged man who was wearing headphones and listening to songs on the counter, but was dressed in a long robe, and whispered to Ma Fei: "What are you gesturing?" There are no rules, right? If you have any questions, just ask me, don't point fingers. ”

Ma Fei looked at the counter and said, "Why is it so high?" I used to watch the pawnshop in TV dramas and movies like this. ”

The torturer explained in a low voice: "Generally speaking, the height is one meter six, and the highest one is about two meters, the purpose is to avoid customers from doing it when it causes conflicts, and to avoid those thieves from snatching." ”

The middle-aged man at the counter looked at them strangely: "This is for trading, not for receiving tourists." ”

"I'm sorry." Xingshu apologized again and again, "My name is Xingshu, I'm here to find Old Man Qian, you help me convey it, and say that the Guanwai Heavenly Dynasty is visiting Zheng Cangqiong's apprentice Xingshu, you are affected, thank you." ”

When the middle-aged man heard the words "Zheng Cangqiong", his expression changed significantly, and his tone also changed: "The boss is not in the store, you wait a minute, I'll make a call." ”

When the middle-aged man left, Ma Fei pointed to the pedal outside the counter and said, "What does this mean?" ”

"This is the pedal, which is generally about forty centimeters, but no matter what, the people in the counter will be much taller than the people outside the counter. There is a door behind the counter, there is a photo wall inside, there is a hanging niche at the top of the wall, the shrine is dedicated to Zhao Gongming Zhao Gonggong, Zhao Gonggong, the martial wealth god Guan Lao Ye and the blessing of the Xianggong Li Yizu three, later there are also people who worship Guanyin, because there are scattered wealth boys under the Bodhisattva seat, of course, there are also people who worship Pixiu, Jin Toad and the like, I have seen people worship my master in the northeast. ”

Ma Fei heard that there were still people worshipping Zheng Cangqiong, and couldn't help but be happy: "Really fake? What else? ”

Xingshu sighed, and had to continue to explain, worried that if he didn't explain clearly, Ma Fei would have to chase after him and keep asking.

"There is a big case under the niche, that is, a big table, with pawn tickets, flowers, flowers are used to register, as well as pen, ink, paper and inkstone and other office supplies, and the back is the account, the treasury and the like, the account room is in the front, the treasury is in the back, it must be identified, re-evaluated, and then registered, ticketed, booked, stored, and the basic order of warehousing. ”

Ma Fei looked at the counter window: "Then was that person a courtier just now?" ”

"Not necessarily, there are fewer people in small pawnshops, but there are more such large ones." Xingshu said, glancing at the window with expectant eyes, expecting the man to come back quickly, otherwise he would have to say something dry, "For example, the 'owner' is the boss, that is, the chairman, and the 'master' is the executive general manager, that is, the pawnshop's great court. ”

Ma Fei looked at the torture technique: "Is that what you are?" ”

Xingshu nodded, and then shook his head: "I'm just on duty, the big court and the owner are my masters, don't interrupt me." ”

Ma Fei couldn't help but be happy when he looked at the torture.

The torture technique snapped his fingers and said: "There is also a 'external shortage', the middle-aged man just now should be an external shortage, and the external shortage is divided into a head cabinet and a second cabinet, which is equivalent to a duty court like me, I give an example, now I am there, I am the head cabinet, Tian Lianfeng and my junior brother are the second cabinet." There is also a 'middle gap' in the back, which refers to writing pawn tickets, cleaning up pawn tickets, making records, and the internal lack is to manage other things inside, as well as apprentices, that is, doing miscellaneous things, and they do all the miscellaneous things, and finally the account room, which is now called accounting and cashier, normally speaking, it is a person, and there is no current company with two lines of income and expenditure. ”

After the torture was finished, he subconsciously raised his hand to wipe his sweat, and Ma Fei took out mineral water from his backpack and handed it over: "Rest, why do you say you are telling me this?" ”

I just grabbed the torture technique of the mineral water bottle to thank you, and when I heard Ma Fei say such a sentence, I was almost recited in one breath, endured it, and nodded: "Okay, I'm chattering, I want to talk to you, I'm very rare to talk to you, okay?" ”

After the torture was finished, Ma Fei covered his mouth and smiled.

At this time, the middle-aged man returned, opened the small door next to him, and served tea on the tray, and said: "The two of you sit down for a while, the owner is rushing back, you also know the traffic in Beijing, is jammed, it is estimated that there is at least half an hour, the owner asks the two of you to rest and drink tea first, if you need anything, you will tell me." ”

Torture nodded and said, "Thank you, no need, we'll just wait here." ”

When Xingshu was talking to the middle-aged man, Ma Fei suddenly understood why a person as smart as Xingshu was bothered by He Chenxue's matter, because no matter how smart he was, he was just an ordinary man.

……

In the conference room of the office building of the Harbin Cultural Relics Investigation Department, Fu Mingwei sat in the corner, lit a cigarette, and looked at the slides of the scene of Wan Qingquan's murder that Wu Zhinan had shown, and at the same time observed Chen Taidong on the other side of the table.

Chen Taidong sat on the other side of the table, holding a cup of tea and watching carefully, staring at the curtain.

"Stop!" Chen Taidong said suddenly, Wu Zhinan pressed the stop button and looked at him.

Fu Mingwei immediately asked, "Dongye, is there any problem?" ”

Chen Taidong looked at the photo of the passage behind the shrine, shook his head, closed his eyes and recalled: "I remember that Wan Qingquan has his own collection room, is it here?" ”

Wu Zhinan pressed the play button, and the next photo appeared on the screen, and then Fu Mingwei said: "It's just an empty room, nothing, empty, no obvious useful clues were found, just some cigarette ash was found in the corner." ”

"Soot?" Chen Taidong was stunned, "No, that's not Wan Qingquan's, Wan Qingquan doesn't smoke, he is a very life-sparing person, his father died of lung cancer, his mother has bronchitis, he quit smoking when he was young, so he will definitely not smoke again." ”

Wu Zhinan asked, "Dongye, what do you think of this basement?" ”

Chen Taidong turned his head to look at Fu Mingwei: "Turn on the lights." ”

Wu Zhinan turned on the light and sat in the distance looking at Chen Taidong.

Chen Taidong took a sip of tea: "This place is definitely not a collection room, the temperature and humidity are not suitable for storing objects, but the inside is so clean, and you only found a little soot......"

Speaking of this, Chen Taidong raised his head again and said, "Put the photo of the shrine outside the passage again." ”

Wu Zhinan released the photo, Chen Taidong stepped forward to look at it carefully, pointed to the walls on the left and right sides of the passage behind the shrine and said, "Didn't you notice?" The walls on both sides of the passage have been plastered, scraped white, painted, and the color is slightly different from the surroundings, if it weren't for your camera, it is estimated that you would not be able to see it with the naked eye at the scene, without the premise of contrasting light. ”

Fu Mingwei also stepped forward to look: "Why do you want to re-plaster?" ”

Chen Taidong shook his head: "I'm just speculating, maybe there was originally a door at the entrance of this passage, and then the door was demolished, but there was no way to fill in the passage and basement, so I could only renovate the two sides of the door to achieve the purpose of cover-up." ”

Fu Mingwei nodded: "You mean, this basement is a place similar to a prison cell, and someone is imprisoned here?" ”

Wu Zhinan heard Fu Mingwei's speculation, and immediately looked at Chen Taidong.

Chen Taidong nodded: "Yes, and he is a smoker, his addiction to smoking is quite big, and the soot is the most difficult to clean, even if there is a vacuum cleaner, it may not be able to clean the inside." ”

Wu Zhinan asked, "Dongye, who do you think it will be?" ”

Chen Taidong shook his head: "Anyway, it can't be Wan Qingquan, because you have investigated and visited, before Wan Qingquan died, he greeted the people around him every day, chatted, and sometimes played chess." ”

"That ......," Wu Zhinan said and paused, "Will anyone pretend to be him?" But in fact he himself was locked up in the basement? Later, this person felt that the time was ripe, or something had happened, so he killed Wan Qingquan, cleaned the basement, and then escaped? ”

After Wu Zhinan finished speaking, Fu Mingwei immediately denied: "It was said that Wan Qingquan does not smoke." ”

Wu Zhinan patted his head: "I'm busy and confused." ”

Chen Taidong looked at Wu Zhinan and said, "I know you mean that someone used the disguise technique, right?" Of course, I also know that there are people who can do it with modern technology, but the most difficult thing is that it is very difficult to change the voice, body shape, height and behavior, haven't you also visited? None of the people around you felt anything unusual, so your speculation is not valid. ”

Fu Mingwei shook his head: "Who could it be?" We visited and investigated, but we didn't find anyone else in Wan Qingquan's family? ”

Chen Taidong stared at the photo, didn't say a word, and said with certainty for a long time: "Wan Qingquan is very withdrawn and suspicious, his only friends are the eight of us, so I can only assume now that someone is not imprisoned there, but someone is hidden there by Wan Qingquan, this person should be one of the eight of us, except for me, Zheng Cangqiong, and those who died, only Qian Xiuye, Cai Nayun and Tang Sirong are left." ”

Fu Mingwei said: "You have been in prison, you are definitely not suspicious, but what about Zheng Cangqiong?" ”

"If you are suspicious, you can investigate, but as far as I know, Zheng Cangqiong has never left the Northeast since the day he was admitted to the psychiatric hospital, no, it should be said that he has never left Harbin." Chen Taidong picked up the teacup and put it to his mouth, but he didn't drink it, "Among the remaining three people, Qian Xiuye is so old, it's unlikely, Cai Nayun is a pure southerner and doesn't like to leave Guangdong, but there are also suspicions, Tang Sirong hasn't heard from him for too long, but I heard that he is still alive." ”

Wu Zhinan asked: "The scope of suspicion has shrunk so small?" Are there no other suspects? ”

Chen Taidong sat down: "A person's personality will not change easily, especially a person like Wan Qingquan who has a smelly and strange temper, but in fact, what I suspect the most is actually Qian Xiuye." ”

Fu Mingwei immediately asked, "Why?" Didn't you just say he was old? ”

"Yes, that's the case, but ......" Chen Taidong frowned, "Wan Qingquan is the most trusted among the nine sons, no, it should be said that the only thing he is convinced of is Qian Xiuye, it can be said that he is obedient to Qian Xiuye, I think, it's time for me to go to Beijing." ”

Chen Taidong said this, picked up the teacup and drank slowly, while Fu Mingwei and Wu Zhinan glanced at each other.

Both of them knew that once Chen Taidong left Harbin, it would be equivalent to leaving the range of their control.