Director Bao and Huang Yan looked in the direction of Xiao Luhan's finger, and sure enough, there was a person sitting under a dense bush, holding a very long fishing rod in his hand.

The three men pushed aside the bushes and walked over.

The angler was an old man, dark-skinned, with a cigarette in his mouth, and his eyes staring at the float of fish floating on the water.

There is a fish basket at the water's edge.

The old man sat on a broken horse with a dozen cigarette butts on the ground.

This shows that he has been fishing for a short time, and the fish here is estimated to be difficult to catch. If it's good fishing, there will definitely be a lot of people by the river.

Xiao Luhan walked straight to the fish basket and looked inside the fish basket, where there were only two small crucian carp half a long time.

He was about to open his mouth to answer, but the old man didn't reply, and raised his index finger to make a silent motion.

Xiao Luhan had to swallow the words back into his stomach and stood aside and waited silently.

Director Bao and Huang Yan in the rear saw the scene just now, and they also stayed where they were and did not step forward.

At this time, a small string of bubbles appeared on the surface of the water, and the fish float suddenly moved, and the fishing line swayed slightly.

The old man stood up, and as soon as he raised his rod, he saw a small crucian carp leaping out of the water, writhing and struggling desperately.

The old man neatly reeled the line, removed the little fish from the hook, and threw it into the basket.

Director Bao walked forward quickly, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and handed it to the old man.

"Thank you." The old man turned his head to look at the three men, then took the cigarette.

Xiao Luhan said with a greeting: "Old man, why are you fishing here alone?" Are the fish here easy to catch? ”

"It's not good to fish, you see I'm alone here. I'm just a pastime, and I don't expect to catch a fish. The old man looked indifferent.

"Old man, where does this road lead?" Director Bao said.

"In front of you is Qiyunguan, where are you going to offer incense? Why don't you take the big road? ”

"I'm afraid we're not on the wrong path, can we get there on this road?"

"This road can go to Qiyunguan, and ordinary people don't take this road when they go to Qiyunguan."

"Why is that?"

"This road only leads to the back door of Qiyunguan, which is not easy to walk, and the back door of Qiyunguan is usually not opened. Pilgrims enter and exit through the main entrance. The back door is only for Taoist priests to enter and exit. "The old man is probably a resident of this neighborhood, and he is quite familiar with the situation here.

No wonder the three of them walked so far and didn't meet a single person.

If No. 1 had ever lived in Qiyun Temple, it should be relatively safe to take this road, and it would be difficult to meet people by taking such a path that is both evasive and hidden.

Xiao Luhan was suspicious: According to this old man's statement, the back door of Qi Yunguan is not opened, and the pilgrims only go through the front door, how does this No. 1 enjoy the treatment of "going through the back door" exclusively? And in what capacity did he live there?

"Old man, if the back door of Qi Yunguan is closed, is there a way to go around to the front door?" Director Bao then asked.

"Nope." The old man's tone was affirmative.

"No road?"

"The east side of Qiyun Temple is full of water, and the other side is a mountain cliff. If you want to go to Qiyunguan, you have to turn back and walk through the main road and enter through the front door. ”

Bidding farewell to the old man fishing, according to the old man's instructions, the three of them returned to the stone arch bridge according to the original path, and then went on another main road.

After walking for about 20 minutes, I saw the black and gray ancient buildings located on the western slope of Swallow Mountain.

After walking forward for another minute or two, I saw a tall and quaint stone carved archway standing on the right side of the road.

The memorial arch is carved with three big characters of "Qiyun View".

The three of them walked under the torii, and there was a stone staircase road that winded up in front of them and was hidden under the ancient cypress pine.

After walking for two or three minutes, a magnificent and typical Taoist building came into view.

They saw the mountain gate of Qiyunguan, which was wide open.

Along the way, the three of them didn't meet anyone. It can be seen that few people have set foot here.

Walking into the mountain gate, you will see the Zixia Hall located on more than a dozen steps.

On both sides of the Zixia Palace, there are also two longitudinal halls.

The three of them walked up the steps and walked into the Zixia Palace.

In the main hall, there was a pair of young men and women talking to each other in front of the statue of Yuan Shi Tianzun.

On the right side of the south gate of the Zixia Palace, there was an old Taoist priest dressed in Taoist clothes, who was flipping through a book.

On the incense table in front of Lingbao Tianzun, a young Taoist priest was adding lamp oil to a copper bowl.

Director Bao walked up to the old Taoist: "Master, may I ask where the person in charge of Guanzhong is?" "Director Bao doesn't believe in gods and Buddhas, and he has never entered a temple or Taoist temple in his life, so he doesn't know what to call the head in the temple.

The old man stood up and gave a salute: "You are ......"

Xiao Luhan took out his documents from his pocket and lit up in front of the old Taoist priest.

"Please come with the poor."

The old Taoist priest led three people through the Zixia Palace, turned right and went up a long corridor, and there was a circular door at the end of the long corridor.

Entering the circular door, you will be greeted by a small garden with a nine-step stone staircase on the left hand.

Walking up the stone steps, I saw an old Taoist priest squatting on the ground and playing with a bonsai. A small Taoist priest stood beside him carrying a small bucket.

"Dao Chief, these public security comrades have something to do with you. This is Daoist Qiyun. ”

The old Taoist priest got up and clapped his hands: "Daohong, go busy with your go." ”

He turned to the three of them and gave a salute, "Three, poor Dao chief, please come with me." ”

The old Taoist priest turned around and walked down the stone steps.

Daoist Qi Yun led the three of them into a room.

After the two sides sat down, the little Taoist priest who served Daoist Qiyun just now walked in with a tea tray, put three cups of tea on the coffee table, and stood behind Daoist Qiyun.

"Comrade Public Security, if you have any advice, you might as well speak out." Daoist Qi Yun said with a smile.

"Dao Chief, please forgive me for taking the liberty of coming." Xiao Luhan said: "Have you ever received guests outside the view?" ”。

"There are some idle houses in our temple, and there are often some pilgrims who come to our temple to stay for a while, and there are also those who come to our temple to stay for a long time." Daoist Qi Yun spoke unhurriedly.

Xiao Luhan took out the simulated portraits of No. 1 and No. 2 from his bag, stood up, and handed them to Daoist Qi Yun.

Daoist Qi Yun took the portrait, looked at it for a moment, and finally fixed his gaze on the simulated portrait of No. 1.

The little Taoist priest on the side also stared at this portrait thoughtfully.

Xiao Luhan had already seen the affirmative answer from the eyes and expressions of the two people, and he was overjoyed.

Thanks to the extra legs that ran here today, otherwise I wouldn't have caught this cunning rabbit.

"This man has lived in Okan for a while. He was no ordinary pilgrim. Qi Yun said long.

"How so?"

"According to him, he is a writer. I want to write something about this quiet place. ”

No. 1 turned into a great writer on the tip of Qi Yun Dao's tongue. Living in this capacity should be regarded as a high-sounding excuse.

"How long has this person lived in Guiguan?"

"He moved in in March and left around the National Day."

"Left around the National Day?" Xiao Luhan's heart suddenly became suspicious.

The time of the No. 1 murder was about half a month, but the head of Qiyun said that the No. 1 left Qiyunguan around the National Day.

Isn't it No. 1 who lives in Qiyunguan? Could it be that there is a problem with the autopsy, and the time of death of No. 1 is not about half a month?

"Master, this person left at the end of August." The little Taoist priest pointed to the portrait of No. 1 and said in a low voice: "It was this person's friend who came to take the luggage on National Day. ”

"Ping'er is right, the poor road is old and doesn't remember anymore. This person left the temple at the end of August, and before the National Day, his friend came to take his luggage. ”

"Dao Chief, who is his friend?"

"Comrade Public Security, this is what happened: In March this year, this person's friend came to Yiguan to make incense. Ping'er, you go to the Lord Bo and bring the merit Bo. ”

The little priest turned and exited the room.

Daoist Qi Yun continued: "This person's friend donated 2,000 yuan of incense money to Benguan, saying that his friend, who is the person in the portrait, wants to find a quiet place to write a book in Yiguan. Poor Dao arranged a house in the backyard. The next day he came with him. ”

"Did the person who donated the incense money say what he does?"

"He said he was from the Municipal Writers Association."

"What does that man look like? How old is it? ”

"About fifty years old, wearing a pair of glasses and a suit. The back is a little hunched. ”

Xiao Luhan's heart chuckled: The disguised mysterious man who sold the Nine Sheep Bottle to Cai Yaohui was also about fifty years old, and his back was a little hunched. Could this person be the same person as the mysterious person?

"What's his height?"

"Peace is as tall as a child."

Xiao Luhan glanced at the little Taoist, his height was about one meter seventy-three.

The height of the disguised mysterious person described by Cai Yaohui is also 1.73 meters.

"Is his hair a little gray?"

"Yes, he's got a little gray hair on his sideburns."

Considering all the characteristics, Xiao Luhan judged that this person was the disguised mysterious person mentioned by Cai Yaohui.

Xiao Luhan was secretly happy in his heart.

He has been visiting Xicheng District for more than two days, and he has not gained anything.

This Qiyunguan is the right one, it's really worth it!

It was a major breakthrough to be able to find the foothold of No. 1, and Xiao Luhan did not expect to find the trace of the disguised mysterious figure in Cai Yaohui's mouth in Qiyunguan.

He hurriedly continued to ask the above words: "What is the accent of this person who donates incense money?" ”

"Central Plains accent."

The mysterious figure of disguise is a Tianfu accent, if according to Cai Yaohui, this person can disguise, is the Central Plains accent also pretended?

If you deliberately hide your identity, you shouldn't just have one dialect, and this logic also makes sense.

"Dao Chief, can you describe this person's appearance in detail?"

"Hmm...... The man's hair was combed back, his sideburns were somewhat white, and he had a beard. ”

The sideburns of the mysterious person are also a little white, and he also has a beard, but Cai Yaohui did not mention this person's hairstyle during the interrogation, and it seems that it is necessary to find Cai Yaohui again to verify it when he goes back.

This should be considered an omission, and now that I think about it, there are quite a few omissions.

Since it is an omission, it must be made up in time.

"Dao Chief, what kind of clothes is that person wearing?"

"He wears a light gray suit and a blue tie, and at first glance he is a man of culture."

"What color shirt you wore under your suit, do you remember?"

"White shirt. The first two times he came to Benkan, he wore this outfit. "It seems that Daoist Qi Yun's memory is not as bad as his self-humility.

"How many times has this person been here?"

"I've been here three times. The day after the incense donation, he brought the man in the portrait, and when he came, he brought a suitcase. ”