"How much money did he donate?"

"Donated 2,000 yuan, Wang Hongbao has always been very generous, say a word that is not afraid of your laughter, these 2,000 yuan, the four of us used it for more than four months. He is a person who is related to the Buddha - he sees the four of us as old, and he deliberately shines on us. ”

The author would like to add here in advance that when the comrades left Ma Po Po Nunnery, Mrs. Huiping asked another old nun to bring an account book, on which there was indeed a donation of 2,000 yuan, the donor's name was Wang Hongbao, and the donation time was 1992.4.13.

Master Huiping really has a good memory.

Next, we will continue to describe the previous severance.

When everyone went downstairs, the lights on the second floor had gone out.

Zhao Zimeng thought of an incident: "Master Huiping, does your temple have city wall bricks?" ”

"Yes, not only that, but there are many pieces."

"How many blocks are there?"

"There are hundreds."

"Your temple is in the south of the Qinnan River, and the ancient city wall is on the north side of the Qinnan River, how can the city wall bricks come to your temple?"

"It's hard to put into words!"

"Master Huiping, please tell us about it."

"In 1968, a group of Red Guards brought hundreds of bricks from Moling by boat."

"What are the Red Guards doing when they bring the bricks of the city wall to Ma Po Nunnery?"

"They built a high wall on the street of the thirteenth battalion with bricks."

"What are they doing with high walls in the streets?"

"Martial arts!"

"What do you mean by 'martial arts'?" Ma Jianping asked. At the time of the fight, Ma Jianping was still young, and he knew very little about that period of history.

"In those years, the battle between the two factions of mass organizations - it was very chaotic at that time, you fought me for a while, and I fought him for a while." Ma said.

Xiao Lao also knows that period of history very well: "It is a product of the times, and the motive and purpose of martial arts are very peculiar. ”

"After the fight, we cleaned up the site and moved the bricks into the temple."

"Why are you cleaning up the site?"

"Their walls are built outside our gates."

"Where are the bricks of the city walls?"

"Come with the poor nun."

Walking out of the small building, Mrs. Huiping stopped in front of the round door, and then used a flashlight to shine a light under the corner of the wall on the right side of the round door.

Under the lights, hundreds of city wall bricks were stacked, covered with moss, and there were some grass and vines in the cracks of the bricks.

Next to the pile of bricks there are several low miscellaneous trees.

Everyone got into the bushes and walked to the pile of bricks: there were more than a dozen layers of city wall bricks, some of which were broken, and some of which had gaps in them.

Zhao Zimeng remembered the back door of Ma Po Nunnery: "Mrs. Shi, where is the back door?" ”

"Come with the poor nun."

Master Huiping walked to the south side of the small building: "This is the back door of this temple, and outside the door is the Qinnan River." Mrs. Huiping said as she took out the key and unlocked the door.

Outside the gate is a small wood, a stone staircase slanted into the river embankment down the steps, in front, the author once explained, Ma Po Nunnery was built on a small hill, the soil here is yellow soil.

Everyone walked down the stone steps.

The embankment is about three meters wide, but at the moment it is impossible for people to leave, and the embankment is full of stones, and several workers are lifting stones up the river slope.

"Master, why haven't you finished work yet?" Zhao Zimeng walked up to the two workers and said.

"Hurry up with the deadline! A deadline has been set for completion. A worker said.

"And when are you going to call it a day?"

"Finish work at ten."

The group walked through the woods to the back door of the pickle factory, where a wooden boat lay in the woods - the wooden boat was upside down on the ground.

Xiang Daimo turned on the flashlight and swept it several times on the wooden boat, which was about six meters long and two meters wide. This is a relatively large wooden boat, the wooden boat has just been brushed with tung oil, and the air is filled with the smell of tung oil.

Zhao Zimeng never forgot the birthmark on the back of Wang Hongbao's right hand, and Xiao Lao did not forget Wang Hongbao either, he thought that he should try to find this person named Wang Hongbao. Only after it was determined whether Wang Hongbao was the deceased could the comrades move on.

If you want to find Wang Hongbao, you must first find "peace".

At half past seven the next morning, Xiang Daimo and Ma Jianping went to Bailuzhou Park. At the south, north, and west gates of Egret Chau Park, they questioned about two dozen people who played chess, played cards, and walked birds for morning exercises. No one here knows "peace".

The two men also questioned the park's janitor, who didn't know.

Xiang Daimo and Ma Jianping went to the flower and bird market, called the flower and bird market, which is also a pet market, cats, dogs, turtles, goldfish, everything, and those who sell bonsai.

Xiang Daimo and Ma Jianping walked up to a parrot seller.

"Boss, can I ask someone with you?" Xiang Daimo said.

"Don't you see I'm busy?" When the young man looked up and saw the uniform on Xiang Daimo's body, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, "Who are you inquiring about?" ”

"Is there a man named 'Peace' in this area?"

"Do you have anything to do with him?"

There is a door, and this address is really useful.

"We are from the Municipal Public Security Bureau, and we want to find out a little bit about the situation."

"Look—the fifth house in front," the man said, pointing to the east, "it's the one that sells pet dogs, and the owner is the sister of 'Peace', so don't mention my name." ”

"Okay, what's the surname of 'peace'? What's your name? ”

"The surname is Qian, and the big name is Qian Heping."

Xiang Daimo thanked the young man, walked through the bustling crowd, and walked to the fifth stall.

In the middle of a dozen iron cages, sat a woman about forty years old, and in the iron cage there were all kinds of pet dogs, which were restless, and from time to time made some reluctant, complaining and lazy barks.

The woman glanced at Xiang Daimo and Ma Jianping, and then shifted her gaze to others.

Xiang Daimo walked up to the woman: "Boss, can we delay you a little time?" ”

"What's the matter?" The woman said nonchalantly, but she stood up anyway.

"Is the boss's surname Qian?"

"My surname is Qian, what are you looking for me?"

"Is your brother's name Qian Heping?"

"Yes, Qian Heping is my younger brother, he- what's wrong with him?"

"Boss—don't be nervous, we just wanted to ask your brother something."

"Don't coax me, it's not my brother Heping who committed something outside—he's an honest man!"

"We don't coax you, nothing happens to him. Let me ask you, did your brother work in a furniture store in the thirteenth battalion? ”

"Yes, he worked in the thirteenth battalion."

"That's right, the situation is like this, we found a headless corpse in the Qinnan River, and we suspect that this person may be Wang Hongbao, the owner of that home shop. Your brother worked in his home furnishing shop, so he should know a little bit about it. ”

"I see. So be it! I'll take you to my brother, you wait a minute, I'll find someone to take care of the stall. ”

"Okay."

The woman found a middle-aged man from next door, and then took Xiang Daimo and Ma Jianping away from the flower and bird market.

Qian Heping works as a salesman at a building materials store near the Flower and Bird Market.

Qian Heping had nothing to do, he was standing in the shop next door chatting with people, and he saw his sister as soon as he saw it: "Sister, why are you here?" ”

"They are from the Municipal Public Security Bureau, and they want to ask you something. Say whatever you know, don't be confused! ”

After the woman handed over the money to Xiang Daimo and Ma Jianping, she went back to the flower and bird market.

Qian Heping, who was about thirty years old, led the two of them into a noodle restaurant across the street and sat down.

After Xiang Daimo explained his intentions, Qian Heping opened his eyes: "This-this is impossible, comrade police, you must be mistaken." ”

"We can't be sure either, so we came to you to find out the situation."

"Boss Wang's father died of illness, his mother was paralyzed in bed, no one took care of him, he was a dutiful son, so he ended the business here and went back to his hometown Chongqing. He left Jingxi on April 13 and returned to Chongqing - it was me and Cheng Xuecai who personally took the two of them on the train. ”

"Cheng Xue is another guy. When Boss Wang was leaving, he gave me and Cheng Xue's salary for one more month. So, he can't be the headless corpse you found. There must be someone else in the headless corpse. ”

Qian Heping said very positively.

Project Dai Mo was not surprised.

At this point in the investigation, it seems that it should be over.

To further corroborate his claim, Qian Heping provided a mobile phone number.

"This is Wang Hongbao's mobile phone number, you can call and try it."

Xiang Daimo took out his mobile phone from his bag and handed it to Qian Heping: "Wang Hongbao's voice, can you hear it?" ”

"I can hear it."

"You fight!"

Money and peace dialing, then put the phone to your ear.

A man's voice came from the other end of the phone.

Here's what the two men were calling:

"Hey, is it Boss Wang?"

"I'm Wang Hongbao, which one are you?"

"I'm Qian Heping! Boss Wang, are you in Chongqing now? ”

"Money and peace! I'm in Chongqing, how are you doing now? ”

"I'm fine now, Boss Wang made a fortune in Chongqing, and the business must be going well!"

"It's okay, Qian Heping, you call my mobile phone, what's the matter?"

"No—nothing," Qian Heping looked at Xiang Daimo, "I just miss you." I don't know when I'll see you again. ”

Xiang Daimo took out a notebook and a ballpoint pen from his purse, and wrote a line on the notebook: "Said that you may be going to Chongqing recently, and if you go, you must go to see him." ”

"Qian Heping, if I go to Jingxi, I must go to see you."

Qian Heping just picked up Boss Wang's words: "Boss Wang, it's a coincidence, I may have to go to Chongqing recently." ”

"Great! If you come, I'll pick you up at the train station, and you can just call my mobile phone. ”

"Well, I see, okay, you're a busy man, so I won't bother you. I hung up. ”

"Goodbye."

"Well-bye-bye-I'm hanging."

Qian Heping returned the phone to Xiang Daimo.