Ma Fei's words made Ma Fei not know how to answer, she did have many secrets on her body that could not be known by the criminal art for the time being, and Ma Fei didn't know who Mo Duqiao was, what she came from, and what she wanted to do, and she didn't even think that Zheng Cangqiong knew much.

Because during the month of her "cohabitation" with Mo Duqiao, she found that this person was very strange, he seemed to know everything, as if he knew everything, as if he was interested in everything, he had research, and he seemed to be empty-eyed, without desire.

So, Maffei's opinion of Murwilight Bridge is only two people - outright weirdos.

This weirdo, he never knows what face is, and he doesn't know how to say nice things, he only knows the truth, straight to the point, of course, this is before he has no disguise, Ma Fei has seen Mo Duqiao for his own interests, for fun, people who have played various professions, he seems to be very good at and likes this kind of game, because he always says: "People always be themselves all their lives, how boring should it be?" ”

Mo Duqiao, who took a bottle of mineral water from the refrigerator, sat back in front of the TV, opened the lid and took a sip, and said while tightening it: "It's not that you don't trust us, it's who you don't believe now, including your master Zheng Cangqiong." ”

Mo Dusk Bridge should be in this room, no, it should be one of the few people in this industry who dare to call Zheng Cangqiong by his name, so from his point of view, he has no scruples.

"Yes, you're right again." Xingshu stood there, looking at the Twilight Bridge sitting on the floor, "I don't trust anyone, so don't follow any of you, Mafei said earlier that you need a team that trusts each other, and since I don't trust you, this team doesn't exist." ”

After the torture was finished, he turned around and left, Ma Fei tried to stop him, but was stopped by Mo Dusk Bridge: "Let him go, you can only stop it for a while, I don't want you to fight, I have to buy it again, it's too troublesome." ”

Maffei had to get out of the way, then watched as Torture walked towards the car and drove away quickly.

When the torture drove away, leaving only a trail of smoke and dust on the road outside the courtyard, Ma Fei said: "His mood and state are not good, you just did that, it will do more harm than good." ”

"He doesn't just think about the pros and cons of the big picture, I also think about his feelings?" Mo Duqiao picked up the controller and continued to play the game, "Now in the heart of the torture technique, he feels that the people all over the world are sorry for him, and he deliberately assumes many enemies that do not exist for himself, and it is normal to look at no one, only in this way will he have the motivation to continue, otherwise, he is likely to leave everything behind and start to escape." ”

"Power?" Ma Fei looked puzzled, but quickly understood what Mo Duqiao meant, "You mean, He Chenxue's matter hurt him the most?" ”

Mo Duqiao said: "Yes, you don't know about torture, this is the second relationship he has experienced in his life, the first relationship is a bit similar to this one, so, just this matter, it will take a certain amount of time to heal himself, if he knows the fact that Lian Jiuqi is his father at this time, do you think he can bear it?" No way, if it were me, I wouldn't be able to bear it, I would have collapsed. ”

Ma Fei understands that the criminal art is now facing a double double blow - in the Xiangxi incident, at the beginning, He Chenxue betrayed the criminal art from two aspects, plus the future criminal art will know that Lian Jiuqi is his father, and Zheng Cangqiong's cultivation and care for him is completely out of atonement considerations and a series of truths, these things are mixed together, which is equivalent to the family and love that were originally close to the criminal art have been ruthlessly stripped away, and the wounds caused are not so easy to heal.

Ma Fei let out a long sigh: "Then what should we do?" ”

"You're really strange, you're not in a hurry to worry about your own affairs, don't you want to recover your identity for the rest of your life?" Mo Duqiao finally turned his head to look at Ma Fei, "It's impossible for you to recover your identity now, so you might as well use your current identity to try to contact the people of Cusco Company again." ”

Ma Fei shook his head: "They are not stupid, a series of things before are enough to make them doubt my identity, besides, I haven't contacted them during this time, I can't explain what I'm doing during this blank period." ”

"I've already helped you think about it, you can say that you are in a dormant period to avoid the limelight, as for what you are talking about, that is, you are investigating clues about Qimen, and at the same time, you can honestly say that you have approached Zheng Cangqiong, but you have not gained 100% of his trust." After speaking, Mo Duqiao got up and stretched, "Of course, you also need to bring gifts back, I have them ready for you, you wait." ”

After Murray Bridge finished speaking, Maffei followed him curiously, and then saw Murray Bridge rummaging under the bed for a long time, digging out a dusty box, and then Murwilight Bridge simply wiped off the dust, then opened the box and rummaged through a pile of messy objects.

Ma Fei saw that the box contained books, calligraphy, pens, bells, rattles, screwdrivers, tapes, 3.5-inch disks and other things, when Mo Duqiao found the thread-bound booklet from the bottom of the box and handed it to her, Ma Fei was stunned, then flipped through it, and after reading two pages, he was directly dumbfounded, and asked: "This is "Nine Sons"?" ”

With great difficulty, he tucked the box under the bed and asked, "What do you think?" ”

Ma Fei shook his head: "This should be a fake, Old Man Zheng said that he doesn't know where the real thing is." ”

Ink Twilight yawned, "Huh?" So, you don't know if it's true, but anyway, it's at least a decent greeting gift. ”

Ma Fei took the fake and thought for a while before saying, "You mean, use this thing to attract the attention of Xia Lian Jiuqi?" Let's see if we can lead Lian Jiuqi out? If he was really in the Cusco company, then he would definitely be interested in this thing. ”

Mo Duqiao shook his head: "No, according to Zheng Cangqiong's narrative back then, my guess is that * is not far from ten, and the real "Nine Sons" is in the hands of Lian Jiuqi." ”

Ma Fei said: "Since that's the case, why did you let me go back with the fake?" ”

"You don't understand such a simple truth? Lian Jiuqi left the grassland alive, maybe before that, or later, he got the real book and joined the Cusco company, but he never told anyone else about it, otherwise, how could the Cusco company let go of such a big treasure house in China? Mo Duqiao said as he walked outside, "For so many years, the Cusco company has not really had the idea of fighting China, I think it should have something to do with Lian Jiuqi, Lian Jiuqi is definitely not the core figure of the Cusco company, but he is also a high-level manager, of course, this is just my speculation, so, when you go back with this fake, in order to verify the authenticity as soon as possible, the Cusco company will definitely arrange for Lian Jiuqi to come forward, even if you can't see him at first, but even Jiuqi will have a strong interest in you and take the initiative to approach you." ”

Ma Fei was about to say something, but Mo Duqiao stopped: "Remember, you can't prove that you are a police officer, where can they find evidence to prove it?" If they can find evidence to prove it, then it means that there are still people within Interpol, and you can get back to your identity when the time comes, and in that way, you've done at least one of those things, right? ”

Ink Twilight Bridge so carefully analyzed, so that Ma Fei felt sincerely admired, although he felt that he had the same thing with the torture technique, but more thought that he was much more clever than the torture technique, and it can even be said that at this time, the Ink Twilight Bridge may be playing the role of "torture technique" with great interest.

Maffei asked, "Do you really want me to go back?" ”

Mo Duqiao shook his head: "I'm not qualified to ask you, I'm just proposing, telling you that it may be a solution, under the premise that this situation is not very clear, the success rate I calculated is only 40%, which is already the highest." What to do, you decide. ”

Ma Fei nodded and asked again, "What about you?" What are you doing? ”

Mo Duqiao took a sip of his drink, walked over to the TV, picked up the controller, and said, "Play the game!" ”

After saying that, Mo Duqiao grinned at the TV series.

……

When Wu Zhinan's car stopped in front of Lian Jiuqi's old house, he also saw another new car with no license plate parked under a locust tree in the distance.

Wu Zhinan didn't get out of the car immediately, but sat in the car and observed, he didn't know who would also come to Lian Jiuqi's old house to investigate at this time, was it an enemy or a friend?

At this moment, Wu Zhinan saw a person roll out from the side of the old house wall, when the person landed steadily, he also found Wu Zhinan's car parked in the distance, Wu Zhinan saw clearly that the person was torture, immediately opened the door and got out of the car, and walked towards the torture with a smile, but pointed to the new car and asked, "Have you changed to a new car?" ”

"Yes." The torturer simply responded, and without saying anything else, he walked directly in the direction of the car.

Wu Zhinan stood there, thought for a while, and said, "Why don't you ask me why I came here?" ”

Xingshu stood in front of the car door and stopped, turning to look at him: "You actually want to ask me what I'm doing, but you can't ask directly, so you use this way...... Interesting? ”

Wu Zhinan smiled: "Yes, who is Lian Jiuqi?" Why are you looking for him? ”

Torture said coldly: "If I knew who he was, why would I come here?" I don't have to ask Officer Fu in a low voice. ”

"Whispering?" Wu Zhinan was a little surprised that the torture technique actually used this word, "Hey, torture, what's wrong with you?" Is something wrong? ”

Torture opened the car door: "Thank you for your concern, goodbye." ”

The torturer started the car, reversed onto the main road, and then turned around and sped away.

Wu Zhinan watched the car of the torture art go away, thought for a while, and walked towards Lian Jiuqi's residence, and saw that the lock at the door of the house was already rusty, and it seemed that no one had lived in it for at least many years, so he turned in from the place where the torture technique came out before.

When Wu Zhinan climbed the courtyard wall, he found that the courtyard inside was very different from what he imagined - an antique bungalow, with a corridor under the eaves that allowed two people to walk side by side, and there were colored tiles hanging on the eaves, but the pillars were all traces left by children who came here to play trick-or-treating. Although the yard was full of fallen leaves, it could be seen that before the family left here, the courtyard was completely cleaned up, and everything looked in order, and it was not cluttered when it should be placed.

On the south side of the courtyard is planted a big tree that Wu Zhinan can't say, but it is certainly not a locust tree outside the courtyard, in the past, the locust tree was not common in Harbin, let alone this big tree in the courtyard.

Towards summer, the branches and foliage of the big tree have become relatively dense, and after a while, it should become a huge umbrella, covering most of the area above the hospital, and becoming a good place for the owner to take a cool rest.

Wu Zhinan took the camera and shot around, while muttering: "The main house, the side house, the chicken coop, the pigsty, the well...... Lian Jiu Chess looks quite wealthy. ”

"Yes, his family used to be quite wealthy." A dull voice sounded from behind the tree, Wu Zhinan was startled, and subconsciously touched his back, but felt empty - this is his habitual touching action of being a criminal policeman for many years, and it has not changed so far.

Then, an old man with a face full of age spots, looking half-buried in the soil, and half-bald white hair, walked out from behind the tree with a cane, looked Wu Zhinan up and down, and asked, "Police?" ”

Wu Zhinan hesitated and shook his head slightly: "I'm from the investigation company." ”

"Oh, private investigator." The old man smiled, his smile fleeting, "Then you can be regarded as trespassing on the house." ”

Wu Zhinan immediately said: "I'm sorry, I'll leave now." ”

Wu Zhinan was just about to leave, but stopped, he thought this old man was very strange, because an old man of this age and living in such a remote place, how could he know what detective company was a private detective?

"I'm sorry." Wu Zhinan turned to look at the old man, "Didn't I ask who you are?" ”

The old man laughed again: "You are much more polite than the young man before, after he was stopped by me, he turned around and walked over the wall, without saying anything, very rude." ”

Wu Zhinan subconsciously glanced at the door: "That's my friend, it's a friend, he's not in a good mood, I'm sorry, I apologize for him." ”

"The owner of this courtyard was surnamed Helian, and later changed his surname to Lian." The old man looked up at the big tree, "One night a few decades ago, the last owner of this yard followed a group of people, it was a snowy night, it snowed a lot, it should be the biggest snow that year, I happened to pass by his door at that time, because I felt curious, I subconsciously looked at the group of people, there were a total of 9 people, there were men and women, most of them knew at a glance that they were not locals. Who knows, he never came back, and then a big-bellied woman came to him, saying that his daughter-in-law, go back to the old house to get something, at that time the woman's face was full of tears, but there was the key to this courtyard, and he came with a middle-aged man in his forties and fifties, well, I remember that the middle-aged man also came that night, and was one of the nine people. ”

Wu Zhinan didn't understand why the old man suddenly wanted to say this, but he still silently wrote it down and asked, "What happened later?" ”

"Then the woman left and never came back, and no one else lived in this courtyard, but legally speaking, I am now the owner of this place." The old man smiled and looked inside, "Would you like to go in and have a cup of tea?" ”

Wu Zhinan immediately said: "No need, you are too polite, by the way, the last owner of this courtyard you just said is the one who left with those 9 people, is it called Lian Jiuqi?" ”

The old man nodded: "Yes." ”

Wu Zhinan asked again: "What about her daughter-in-law?" What is it called? ”

The old man looked at Wu Zhinan, and after a few seconds he replied, "It seems to be called Gong Pan, right?" I guess that's what the middle-aged man called her. ”

After the old man finished speaking, he walked towards the main house, and then pushed the door in, Wu Zhinan stood there and thought about it, and then walked into the main house, but after walking in, he found that the main house was empty, and all the furniture was covered with a white cloth to block ash, and he subconsciously said: "Old man? Man? Hey? What about people? ”

No one in the house answered, Wu Zhinan looked around the house, and also looked in the side room, but he didn't find any trace of the old man, as if the old man was directly hoarding the ground or stealth.

Gradually, Wu Zhinan felt that his scalp was a little numb, and he felt extremely strange when he looked at the furnishings in the house, he slowly withdrew, maintained the last trace of composure, and left over the wall, but fell when he landed, while slapping the dirt and dust on his body, he walked towards the car, and looked back at the gate of the yard from time to time.

Just as Wu Zhinan got in the car and was about to reverse to leave, he saw a figure swaying there under the crack of the closed door, although he wasn't sure if it was the weird old man, but he knew that he shouldn't stay in this place for a long time.

After Wu Zhinan's car left the courtyard, the old man easily fell down the wall, and then smashed the rusty lock directly with his cane.

At the same time as the rusty lock landed, the courtyard door slowly opened, and Lian Jiuqi, who was still in a suit and leather shoes, appeared there, and said to the old man with a shallow smile: "Uncle Yu, thank you." ”

The old man called Uncle Yu looked at Lian Jiuqi, as if he had returned to that snowy night decades ago. That night, he walked in front with an oil lamp, and led Lian Jiuqi and Jiuzi out of the village in the wind and snow, and then watched Lian Jiuqi and Jiuzi get into the truck and disappear into the snow and wind.

Uncle Yu didn't expect that the 9 people who were full of smiles on their faces and kept telling him not to go far and should go back to avoid the wind and snow had already killed the only descendant of the Helian family, but they covered it up very well and deceived Uncle Yu, the old Jianghu, perfectly.

It wasn't until a month later, after the ragged and bruised Lian Jiuqi knocked on the door of the ancestral house in the middle of the night that Uncle Yu knew what had happened, and he wanted to take revenge, but was stopped by Lian Jiuqi, because once Uncle Yu started his revenge plan, Jiuzi would know that Lian Jiuqi was still alive, and with their status in the rivers and lakes, Lian Jiuqi would soon face a second assassination.

Thinking of this, Uncle Yu shook his head slowly, and sighed: "This was originally my duty in the Central Plains, I have guarded the Helian family for decades, but at the most critical time, I didn't notice the killing machine that was close at hand, I am ashamed of the ancestors of the Helian family!" ”

Saying that, Yu Zhongyuan was about to kneel down to Lian Jiuqi, and at the moment when his knees were about to touch the ground, he was held by Lian Jiuqi, and then helped him up.

Lian Jiuqi said: "Uncle Yu, what you did before has made up for the mistakes of the year, of course, I have never held a grudge against you, and there are some things that even God can't stop, let alone you and me." ”

Yu Zhongyuan turned to look in the direction of the road: "Master, is the young man who came before really the young master?" ”

Even Jiuqi looked into the distance: "Looking at it now, it should be." ”

Yu Zhongyuan immediately said: "Why didn't the master tell the little master the truth?" ”

"Because ......" Lian Jiuqi retracted his gaze, looked at Yu Zhongyuan, and said with a smile, "Because the knife is not fast, and the blood is not hot...... God hasn't completely opened his eyes yet! ”

Yu Zhongyuan looked at Lian Jiuqi and nodded slowly: "I understand." ”