He was squinting, when suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and when he opened his eyes again, the hair curled in his palms was gone.

Your sister, this is the only physical evidence of the murderer.

He got up and looked everywhere, where else could he find it.

Ringer cursed twice, but had to give up and continue to bask in the sun, he felt that the gust of wind was a little strange, as fierce as the demon wind, and suddenly blew, strong and piercing.

When the demon wind rises, there won't be any moths.

Probably not, after the wind, the sun is getting warmer and warmer, and the warmth makes people's bones soft.

Waking up too early in the morning, Ringer snoozed in the sun's bounty.

He began to dream, and he dreamed again and again.

When I woke up, the sun in the west was fiery red, damn, it was really a good sleep, this monastery was really a suitable place for cultivation, and the sun was about to set as soon as I slept.

He sat up, wiped his face with his hands, and the detective's business jumped out, he had promised the detective that he would find the murderer, and the hair was blown away, and he had to find new evidence.

After sitting for a while, he planned to go to the White House tonight, and called Diana to go with him.

As he was about to go downstairs, Ringer noticed a troop of men and horses coming from the black and white wilderness to the east, not moving fast, but well configured, all on horseback, and in the middle there was a carriage, a four-wheeled carriage drawn by two horses.

Ringer was vigilant.

The group approached, and their images became clear

It was not a bandit, it was a soldier in a military uniform, the military uniform was very ordinary Cossack cavalry, not so bright and exaggerated, the color was dull, blue-gray, the hat was a bit like the military hat of a French World War I soldier, the brim was very long, the hat was oval, like a small bucket on the top of the head.

Just don't be a bandit.

It must have been passing through, and to go to the county seat to the west, you had to pass in front of the monastery gates.

However, the couple stopped in front of the monastery.

Some soldiers dismounted, ran over, saluted, and seemed to say something to the people in the carriage.

The bell tower used to have a Big Ben, but it was already broken, and Ringer estimated that the time should be between five and six o'clock.

It is estimated that these people wanted to spend the night in the monastery, and in winter, the nights were long and the days were short, and it would soon be dark.

Sure enough, a soldier knocked on the door, and the old man went to open the door, and the two said a few words, and the old man ran to the building in the dean's office.

Not long after, the big devil came out of the building, hurriedly, trotted with the old man to the door, and led the group of people into the door.

On the carriage, there was a middle-aged man, also wearing a military uniform, and after he got off the carriage, judging from the actions of the big devil, he was extremely respectful to him.

The person in the carriage is obviously a big man, otherwise, how could the big devil be so cautious and attentive.

Ringer counted, soldiers, twenty-one.

They lined up, marched in order, and under the personal guidance of the Great Devil, they headed towards the tower of the monastery.

It wasn't until the bushes blocked their silhouette that Ringer turned and went downstairs.

Just a few steps away, another group of people appeared in the east, eight in number and eight on horseback, and three carriages, loaded with things, slowly, like goods.

They marched much faster, and soon came to a halt at the door of the monastery, where they seemed to be discussing something, and at last there was a knock at the door, and the old man opened it.

The same scene appeared, the big devil greeted him personally, and after picking up people, he ran to the tower again.

What's wrong today, the weather is good, there are many guests, it seems that everyone is stained with the brilliance of the sun, and it is understandable to take advantage of the melting snow to string more relatives.

When these two groups entered the monastery, and Ringer did not get down from the bell tower, he wanted to see if there would be a third wave of people.

It's amazing, the third group of people is really here.

Ten men came, riding horses.

These people did not hesitate, they came directly to knock on the door, and the old man went to open the door again.

This time, the old man didn't let anyone in, it is estimated that the monastery is full, and the tower can't live, but unexpectedly, someone will punch the old man, and the old man will be beaten to the ground, and they will break in.

Ringer looked at it, how can this work, beat people indiscriminately!

Ringer looked around, and on the bell tower, there was a wooden stick that hit the bell, and he grabbed it, it was too big.

He looked up, and in the twilight, a fourth group of people appeared in the east.

A nun noticed that something was wrong at the door, turned around and went to report the news, just in time, Corrie appeared, took a spear and ran to the door.

The third group also carried guns, and the muzzles of the guns were facing each other.

The big devil appeared in time, said a few words to the visitors, and let them in.

The fourth group of people, with only four people, two wagons, two people each.

The four men saluted simply, two carrying briefcases and two empty-handed. While the door was not closed, he came in directly.

Ringer then went downstairs.

The big devil is busy with her feet not touching the ground, and she has to arrange the accommodation of the guests.

Ringer went to the gate first, and the old man's mouth was bleeding, one of his front teeth was knocked out, and his speech was a little leaky.

"It was the underworld boss who beat me."

The old man looked depressed and spat bloodshot from his mouth.

"The big devil makes me endure it, and I can't afford to provoke it."

"Are you alright?"

"What can I do, get used to it."

"Anyone else,"

The old man didn't want to speak, his toothache hurt, and he was patient: "The others, one is a colonel, an army colonel,"

"Oh, then, who are the two other groups?"

"A group of spice merchants, the people who sneaked in, said it was a bank, and there was a banker."

"Thanks, Novsky, are you sure you don't want to take the drug?"

The old man waved his hand impatiently and told Ringer to get out. Being beaten and in a bad mood, Ringer didn't want to deal with him, so he went to find out the situation with the big devil, especially the gang who claimed to be the gangsters.

The big devil hasn't stopped since these people came in, and she doesn't seem to want to offend anyone.

Ringer blocked the big devil in the kitchen.

"Mukins, bring out your craft and entertain guests."

Muggins is the person in charge of the kitchen, except for the butt is the waist, the kitchen work, usually there are two nuns fixed, the other nuns, arrange five at a time, every week to help in shifts.

The number of guests suddenly increased, and the big devil arranged for a dozen nuns to enter the kitchen.

The kitchen, which was not very spacious, became crowded.

No way, it's dinner time, you need to make a surprise attack, what to eat, cheese, tomato juice, vodka, wine, beef jerky, fish marinated in the cellar, ham, pickled cabbage, pickled cucumbers, etc., and even the moldy black beans have been brought out.

The excited big devil himself was busy in and out of the kitchen.

I didn't expect the big devil to be so hospitable.

As soon as Ringer entered, the big devil arrived: "What day is it, Carnival, I haven't seen so many people crowded into our convent in years, I'm a little in a hurry, isn't it, monk." “

"No, you're great and methodical."

"Thank you, monk, it's time for you to play, it's the best time to raise funds, they came to the door, they took the initiative, you know. Actively, the food in the monastery is not a place for handouts and gifts, you are a good fundraiser, get more money, the more the merrier. ”

"But someone hit Novsky, and it's bad."

The big devil was holding a long pickled cucumber in his hand, and said, "You have to focus on the big picture, you know, a banker has come?" ”

"Yes, Novsky said."

"Do you know why they stopped at the monastery?"

"Why?"

"The banker said he just wanted to come to the monastery to raise some money, God, that's the banker, we're rich, Ringer, be smart, you wait and drink with them, let them eat and drink well, and when they are happy, they will have a lot of money." We can't spoil the atmosphere of fundraising just because Novsky was beaten, and we have to wait until the fundraising is over. ”

Ringer couldn't help but say, "Sister Jasmine, okay, wait and see me." I'll get the banker, by the way, how did the colonel get into the monastery?"

"He, he's sick, he's coughing, he's cold, he needs a rest from us, if he keeps walking, it's going to be cold at night, he's going to get sick, he's going to cough to death. Interesting spice merchants, they went to the county seat, passed by us, and did not know where to get a few boxes of perfume, saw our convent of the Holy Virgin, actually thought of coming in to sell perfumes, by the way, spent the night, they themselves said that they got it from somewhere in Europe, I have never heard of the name of the place, they do not want to think, the nuns of the Holy Convent of Gorsk, I dare not say that in Russia the poorest, but I also dare not have that monastery to say that it is poorer than us, those fools, what is stupid, all they think of is money, philistines are dying, find a way, get some spices, and we will go to the market and sell them, and we will use them as house money. ”

Ringer listened and kept saying yes, yes.