[The book continues from the above, and the last book said that winter goes to spring, and it is another year. After Changsheng Dao got the Yangqin of the Demon Qin, he did nothing and disappeared again. However, there were also more thefts in the city, and even Zhao Liang wondered if the theft was related to the Immortal Dao. But Mu Qingming heard that the thief who stole things seemed to be a chivalrous thief, and he also gave the stolen property to the poor people in the city. The more Mu Qingming listened to the guys talk about the thief, the more interesting he felt, and he wanted to see this thief. And Zhao Liangcai returned to the provincial police department, and received a report, which had been stolen by the demon and the demon road, and the gold shop that lost the gold was also stolen again, and this time the lost gold was still in the store, ready to make gestures to the guests. 】

The mountain breeze is blowing, the bamboo shadows on the quiet jade dragon pile are swaying, and the dew drops on the tips of the leaves are scattered on the ground. The refreshment in the morning light slowly diffuses on the jade dragon pile of ancient trees, which is refreshing.

In the Qi family's warehouse, except for the three guys who were still chatting with Mu Qingming, the other guys were busy.

Mu Qingming listened attentively and became interested in this thief; After thinking about it for a while, he asked thoughtfully, "Haven't you ever seen that thief?" ”。

The refreshing morning breeze crossed the courtyard wall, blowing the hem of Mu Qingming's robe, and at the same time, his mind was even clearer.

The big banyan tree with an umbrella crown outside the courtyard, and a few tall green bamboos next to it, shook their branches together under the morning breeze, making a burst of rattling sounds, shaking off a few verdant green leaves with morning dew.

The guys were slightly stunned when they heard this, and one of them laughed. And the other one also smiled gradually, and then said to Mu Qingmingle: "Young Master Mu, that's a thief." He has come and gone without a trace, the police have never seen him so far, and they don't know what this thief looks like, where are we young men blessed, to see this thief? ”。

"Then how do you know that this thief really gave the money to the people of the city?" Mu Qingming bowed slightly, agreed with the guy's words, and then asked rhetorically.

"Isn't that what I've heard? There are rumors in the city that there are noses and eyes, and many poor people say that they got the money. There are so many as gold bumps, as small as the amount varies from the ocean to the half-open, and it is said that even some beggars have received the money of the grand thief. The thief was thrown into the house through a window, or put on the beggar or in a bowl while he was asleep. Anyway, the person who received the alms had never seen his true face. After a few guys were stunned again, the guy who had been laughing for a long time put away his smile and thought: "So a few of us also expect the thief relief to help us." ”。

As he said this, his eyes were filled with a little joy and anticipation, and of course, there was also a trace of imperceptible greed in the depths of his eyes.

"Alright, let's get to work." Kuroko took the manifest, walked over and clapped his hands: "The carriage has been set, go and pull these goods over and put them into storage immediately." ”。

After saying that, Kuroko handed the bill of goods in his hand to the guys.

"Okay." The men also put away their fantasies and expectations, and after taking a look at the bill, they walked towards the stable.

Mu Qingming also put away his curiosity and asked Kuroko: "Recently, the amount of tea in storage is a bit large, and it is not Pu'er, but mostly new tea." Could it be that the horse team that is about to set off is going to Tibet specifically to sell tea? ”。

"This is the case when new tea is on the market, and the caravan only sells new tea; Those living Buddhas and heads in Tibet like to drink butter milk tea, whether it is new tea or Pu'er, there is a market in Tibet where tea cannot be grown. Kuroko followed Mu Qingming, who had his hands behind his back, and walked towards the main house. He took the trouble to explain to Mu Qingming: "So in addition to rice, the sales of tea in Tibetan areas are the best, and now is the time to collect new tea, of course, Master Qi only sells new tea." ”。

"Then transfer Tibetan gems and silverware to central Yunnan?" Mu Qingming asked, stepping over the threshold and entering the main room.

"yes." Kuroko, who nodded his head, followed......

Zhao Liang, who was separated from Mu Qingming by the Green Lake, hurried back to the Provincial Police Department. He strode straight to his office and sat down, ready to light a cigarette, and hurried to look at the messy papers on the desk.

The documents are a compilation of recent thefts.

Just as Mu Qingming listened to what those guys said in the warehouse, the people who started this thief were all rich and unkind. Either make a fortune by deducting the wages of the guys, or do all the shady things to make illegal profits.

Among them, there are also many green houses and loan sharks, these merchants who have human lives on their hands. There are also profiteers who manufacture counterfeit money and medicines to harm the broad masses of the people.

In fact, Zhao Liang is very happy to see these scumbags go bankrupt, it is best to let them all go bankrupt, and the most happy. But the boss urged him to solve the case as soon as possible, not to mention that Mu Qingming also told him that maybe this thief was really related to the Immortal Dao, and Zhao Liang couldn't slack off.

As long as it is related to the Immortal Dao, Zhao Liang will cheer up. I have been tricked by this cult again and again. Not to mention it, let's just say that the few disciples who were caught by him last year were killed, every time I think about it, Zhao Liang can't swallow this breath.

The smoke was swirling, the cigarette butt was flashing with a bright red light, Zhao Liang spat out a series of smoke rings, and when the cigarette butt gradually dimmed, he picked up the document at hand. He was about to take a closer look when the hidden door of the office was pushed open by his men.

I saw a sweaty, young policeman running in in a hurry, rushed to Zhao Liang and stood still, and shouted urgently with a salute: "Inspector is not good, the gold shop on Biji has been stolen." ”。

After saying that, the panting little policeman gasped a few more times.

Zhao Liang originally wanted to criticize the other party fiercely for the panic of this subordinate. But after hearing that it was a gold shop on the Biji shop, he instantly put all the words in his mouth and held them back.

There is only one gold shop on Biji, and that is the Qian family's gold store. It is said that this is the gold shop of Tang Jiyao's distant relatives of Yunnan Wang, I don't know if it's true or not, but the power of this gold shop in Kunming City is indeed not small.

Black and white, the three sects and the nine streams dare not provoke this gold shop.

The last time this gold shop was stolen, it was Mu Qingming who saw that Zhao Liang was really embarrassed, and the stolen gold was used to deal with Changshengdao and Emperor Heli, and finally bought some gold from other places out of his own pocket, and gave it to Zhao Liang to fill the shortfall, and said that the thief had been killed, so it was perfunctory.

This time, the gold store was stolen again, and if the case could not be solved quickly, I was afraid that the boss would put endless pressure on Zhao Liang, and might even make him lose his job. And let Mu Qingming pay out of his pocket, Zhao Liang couldn't bear it, and he could only do his best to do his best.

At that moment, he took the ground, stood up from his chair, and said to the little policeman urgently: "Take me to the scene." ”。 With that, he bypassed his desk and strode out of the office......

Biji shop, today is more lively than usual, outside the Tang family gold shop has been surrounded by a lot of onlookers, gathered in twos and threes, looking at the gold shop that has been guarded by the police, talking nonsense.

Zhao Liang listened casually, and most of those discussions were praising the thief. There is also a small part, which is discussing who will share the gold stolen this time.

Of course, there are still a few people who can't help but worry about this money, and no one dares to ask for it at all.

Everyone knows that the stolen gold shop in front of him has deep roots in the city of Kunming, and the power is so great that the little people are daunted. Whoever dares to take the gold stolen from this gold shop is tantamount to going against the forces behind the gold shop.

This time, even if God really stole this shop, there is no doubt about his boldness, but few people dare to take this alms.

Zhao Liang silently pushed away the crowd, stood in front of the gold store that was guarded by the police, and whispered in the ear of a policeman: "How much have you lost?" ”。

"The shopkeeper took an inventory and found that nearly thirty catties of gold had been lost, all of which were pure gold that had been extracted from the ore." The little policeman frowned, and also whispered to Zhao Liang.

Hearing this, Zhao Liang's mind suddenly buzzed, and it was blank.

Last time, it was ten catties of gold, and it was already very important for him to die. If it weren't for Mu Qingming's righteousness and squandering money, now he would have gone to the prison cell or asked for food, this time it was actually thirty catties, Zhao Liang heard it like five thunderbolts, and he was stunned at that time, completely frightened and stupid.

"Detective, what's wrong with you?" The little policeman who noticed Zhao Liang's stunned look called lightly and pulled Zhao Liang out of his stunned state.

"Nothing." Zhao Liang settled down and walked into the store.

There are several police officers in the store, who are checking the doors, windows and grounds. Zhao Liang stood still in the middle and looked up at the intact tiles on the beams above his head.

At the same time, another policeman approached and whispered in his ear: "Inspector, there is no sign of damage to the doors and windows, and even the box with the gold chain has not been damaged." There were no footprints of outsiders on the ground, and we suspected that it was a thief. ”。

Zhao Liang thought about it, and also felt that what this policeman said was not unreasonable. All the thefts of outsiders entering the store will be passed by the gramophone and the name will not be left without a trace.

Judging from the preliminary investigation, the probability of a thief committing a crime is a bit large. Zhao Liang couldn't let go of any clues, this was a vicious theft of thirty catties of gold. In those days, it was a luxury for people to eat and dress well, and thirty catties of gold was an astronomical amount for ordinary people.

The more this is the case, the more it is related to the face of the police department and Zhao Liang, and it cannot be relaxed.

"Then take all the guys in the store back and interrogate them one by one." Zhao Liang immediately lowered his face, his face was gloomy, and said in a deep voice to the subordinates around him.

"Yes." The policemen around him answered, and they went their separate ways.

Zhao Liang groaned; Although there is a high probability that the inner ghost will commit the crime, Zhao Liang does not rule out the possibility that it is a person from the Immortal Dao who commits the crime. He knew that the people of the Immortal Dao were omnipotent from heaven to earth. After thinking about it for a while, I guessed that it would be like the immortal dao extinguishing the mouth in the police department, using the illusion illusion technique mentioned by Mu Qingming, which can override the thinking of others?

Thinking like this, Zhao Liang paced towards the box that locked the gold.

Is Zhao Liang's conjecture true? Is the Immortal Dao involved? Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.

[The new tea of the Suolongren Small Theater - new tea refers to the tea processed from the first few batches of fresh leaves picked from the tea trees in the spring of that year. In order to make it fresh and tender, some tea farmers began to pick tea before the Qingming Festival, and such tea is called Ming Qian tea; And the tea picked before the rain solar term is called pre-rain tea. 】