Captain Jie originally wanted to lead the three of them to find a restaurant to eat, but Zhao Zimeng said that he had already had lunch on the train, so Jie Dahai didn't insist anymore.

But when he was out of town, he stopped his car and went to a beef shop to buy two catties of spiced beef.

He said that this kind of beef is a famous specialty of Guangpu, buy a little, let the comrades fragrant mouths.

Zhao Zimeng understood the kindness of Jiehai: in addition to Xiangxiangzui, beef can replenish energy, and he knows that lunch on the train is definitely not particular.

Jiehai asked the owner to divide the beef into three parts, and then handed the three packets of beef to the hands of the three people.

A minute later, the car left Guangpu City.

This local spiced beef is indeed very tasty, not only tastes good, but also melts in the mouth.

Such a delicacy, Zhao Zimeng is the first time to taste it.

Xiao Luhan and Lu Qian in the back row had already gobbled up like a storm.

Zhao Zimeng pinched a piece of beef and handed it to Jiehai: "Captain Jie, you can also eat a little, you are too polite, you bought too much, we can't finish it." ”

"If you can't finish eating, you can eat slowly. I'm here, I can eat whenever I want, and when you leave, I'll buy a few catties for you to take back to eat. Jie Dahai said with a smile.

"There is another special feature of this kind of beef, it does not support the belly when eaten, and it is easy to digest."

"It's really special, it must be a very special process." Xiao Luhan was eating beef, looking very satisfied.

"Yes, this little brother is right, this meat is really exquisite. This kind of beef can only be eaten in Guangpu. ”

Originally, Zhao Zimeng didn't want to eat more, but this tempting spiced beef was gluttonous, and after listening to Jiehai's words, he let it go and ate it.

The three did not have lunch on the train.

Before Jingxi got on the train, they only bought a few steamed buns and a bag of mustard, and when they were hungry, they took the steamed buns to satisfy their hunger, and when they got off the train, several people's stomachs were already flattened.

Zhao Zimeng ate a few pieces of beef, and just put another piece of beef in his mouth, the little blessing machine in his bag rang.

The call was from Director Liu.

Zhao Zimeng answered the phone: "Lao Liu, I'm Zhao Zimeng." ”

Zhao Zimeng was a little excited, maybe Director Liu Yonglian had found Ge Zhenggen's family and Liu Abao—or Liu Abao's family. Director Liu must have been looking for a long time when he called.

"Captain Zhao, I have found the families of Ge Zhenggen and Liu Abao." Director Liu said on the phone.

Zhao Zimeng's heart suddenly chuckled: I found Liu Abao's family, could it be that Liu Abao also had an accident?

If Liu Abao didn't have an accident, Director Liu would be the first person to find Liu Abao!

"Lao Liu, I'm listening, please speak."

"Lao Zhao, where are you now?"

"Captain Jie's has already received us, and we are rushing to Xiutian Wanghe Temple."

"I see, so be it! I'm waiting for you at Liu Abao's house, the person I brought is looking for Ge Zhenggen's little sister, and when you come, we should be able to find her. ”

"Lao Liu, tell me about the general situation."

Here's the thing: Ge Zhenggen's mother died ten years ago. Ge Zhenggen's two younger sisters also married, the eldest sister Ge Zhengying married a local, and the younger sister Ge Zhengmei married to Qinghe County, Ge Zhengying said that they had not seen their brother Ge Zhenggen for 15 years. ”

"What's the situation with Liu Abao?"

"Liu Abao's family is in the Gaoma production team of the Huang Yao Brigade in Chenji Commune, separated from Ge Zhenggen's family by several villages and a big river, and Liu Abao's parents said that Liu Abao has not returned home for 15 years, nor has he sent a penny home."

"Lao Liu, thanks to you this time, thank you for your hard work, wait for us at Liu Abao's house for a while, we won't delay for too long."

Zhao Zimeng hung up the phone and thought to himself: Liu Abao hasn't gone home for fifteen years, then he must have died in Cold Moon Temple.

Ge Zhenggen and Liu Abao must have discovered the rumored underground palace and the golden Buddha in the underground palace in Cold Moon Temple, causing them to be killed.

Zhao Zimeng couldn't figure out what Ge Zhenggen and Liu Abao were only responsible for digging wells, and they had never touched other buildings, could it be that the secret of Lengyue Temple was in the well of the East Zen Temple, or the West Zen Temple?

Ge Zhenggen and Liu Abao disappeared mysteriously, and Jiang Zihai didn't even say a word.

Could it be that the deaths of these two people are related to Jiang Zihai?

The abbot of Xiuneng and the supervisor of Jueshui both mentioned that Jiang Zihai was rushing to meet the construction deadline, could it be that Jiang Zihai desperately wanted to leave Lengyue Temple earlier?

With this series of questions, Zhao Zimeng looked at the scenery outside the car window in a daze, and never dared to slack off his thinking all the way.

He tried his best to recall everything that happened in the Cold Moon Temple and the information provided by everyone who visited, trying to find a clue from the multitude of information.

At about four o'clock, the police car stopped at the foot of the Wanghe Temple, and when the police car drove to a bridge, Zhao Zimeng understood the origin of the name of Wanghe Temple.

There is a wide river in front of the temple, and the mountain gate of Wanghe Temple is facing the river.

When you sit in the car, you can see the yellow walls and black ridges of Wanghe Temple.

There is a restaurant at the foot of the mountain, and Jiehai parked the police car in the open space in front of the hotel, said hello to the hotel owner, and led the three people up the mountain.

After walking for five or six minutes, the four of them came to the mountain gate.

On the mountain road to Wanghe Temple, they did not meet a single pilgrim.

This Wanghe Temple should be in a comprehensive overhaul, and during the overhaul, all Buddhist things will naturally stop.

The inside and outside of the temple gate are completely surrounded by scaffolding.

Even the mountain gate is repaired, so it can be seen that the renovation of Wanghe Temple is very moving.

There was not a single monk inside or outside the mountain gate, and everyone only saw a few craftsmen standing on the scaffolding, who were painting the two mountain gates.

Walk through the mountain gate and stand by the scaffolding.

The two craftsmen worked as they looked at the four of them.

"Captain Jie, let's go directly to the abbot - or supervisor." Zhao Zimeng said in a low voice.

Captain Jie nodded, he understood what Zhao Zimeng meant, Zhao Zimeng didn't want to alarm Jiang Zihai too early.

Jiang Zihai may be related to the case that happened in the Cold Moon Temple, so it is safe to contact the person in charge of the temple first.

When I walked into the Vajra Hall, a monk was sweeping the floor in the hall.

The inside of the King Kong Hall has been repaired, and the statues of the four King Kongs have been painted with ink, all of them are radiant and energetic, so not majestic.

Seeing someone enter the temple, the monk put down the broom in his hand and stepped forward: "Donor, the temple is undergoing major repairs, please come back in a month." ”

"Master, we are not here to make incense, we are here to talk to the abbot about things." Uncover the sea road.

"Who are you?" The monk looked up and down.

Jiehai took out his documents from his pocket and lit them up in front of the monk.

The monk glanced at the documents in Jiehaihai's hand, and then said, "Please come with me." ”

The four men followed the monk up a long corridor, passed through two houses, and came to the door of a monastery.

Along the way, the four of them saw more than a dozen craftsmen, some building the steps in front of the main hall, some painting on the doors and windows of the main hall, and some cleaning up the broken black tiles on the roof.

The monk was just about to push open the door of the monastery, but the gate opened by itself, and out of the gate came an old Zen master. He was followed by a young acolyte.

The old Zen master has white eyebrows and beards, and there are several soybean-sized age spots on his face.

The acolyte was a young man of twenty-five or sixteen.

"Master, these people want to see you - they are from the Public Security Bureau." The monk said respectfully, "Comrade, this is the abbot of Fangzheng. ”

Abbot Fangzheng stepped aside, turned sideways and said, "Please come in." Water mirror, get busy with your go! ”

The abbot of Fangzheng let the four people into the meditation courtyard, led them into the meditation room and sat down, and the acolyte brought in four cups of tea.

"Please use tea."

"Thank you Abbot Fangzheng, I hope Abbot Fangzheng will forgive me." Zhao Zimeng said.

"I don't know what advice you have?" The abbot of Fangzheng sat on a chair with the support of the acolyte.

"Abbot Fangzheng, is Jiang Zihai's engineering team working in your temple?"

"Yes, Jiang Zihai's engineering team is working in this temple."

"Is Jiang Zihai here too?"

"Yes, he was still here talking to the old man just now."

"Can Abbot Fangzheng send someone to invite Jiang Zihai here?"

"Yes, clean water, you go and ask Foreman Jiang, just say that I have something to find him."

The little monk bowed his head slightly, and after giving a salute to the abbot of Fangzheng, he withdrew from the meditation room.

After taking a few sips of tea, Pure Water led an old man in his seventies into the meditation room.

"What does Master Fang Zheng command?" The old man looked at the four people sitting in the chair, and then walked up to the abbot of Fangzheng.

"This is the Jiang Zihai Jiang you are looking for, Master Jiang, they are from the Public Security Bureau, and they want to ask you something." Founder Abbot said.

Jiang Zihai is about 1.70 meters tall, slightly chubby, with a white face, some white hair on his sideburns, his hair is concentrated on both sides and back of his head, and there is not much hair left above his forehead and on the top of his head.

He wore a crimson suit with a black and white autumn coat underneath, the sleeves of the suit and shirt rolled up above the elbows, some mud on his arms, and his hands looked rough.

He wears a pair of blue pants underneath and a pair of black leather shoes on his feet.

After knowing the identities of the four people, Jiang Zihai's expression suddenly became serious: "What are you looking for me?" ”

The water purification end gave Jiang Zihai a cup of tea.

Jiang Zihai took the teacup and put it on the coffee table.

"Master Jiang, this is Captain Zhao of the Criminal Investigation Team of the Jingxi Public Security Bureau." Jiehai introduced.

"Jingxi? When you come to Xiutian to find me, there must be something very important. Jiang Zihai picked up the teacup and took a few sips of water.

"Master Jiang, has your engineering team worked in the Cold Moon Temple in Jingxi City?"

"Yes! More than ten years ago, that is, twenty-five years ago, we were working in the Cold Moon Temple. ”

"How many craftsmen did you bring with you back then?"

"Sixteen craftsmen."

"Among these sixteen craftsmen, are there any people named Ge Zhenggen and Liu Abao?"

"Yes! Ge Zhenggen and Liu Abao are cousins, and they are from Xiutian. Captain Zhao, what's wrong with these two people? ”