"Ge Zhenggen never drank alcohol, and I remember very well that at the end of March or the beginning of April 24 years ago, one day, Cao Lianzhu told me that he had found a bottle of wine under Ge Zhenggen's pillow cover."

Cao Lianzhu said that at noon that day, he saw Ge Zhenggen coming down from the mountain with something in the shape of a wine bottle in his trouser pocket, and he guessed that it was a bottle of wine, and he said that this wine was bought by Ge Zhenggen from the town below the mountain.

"I don't believe what he says. When Ge Zhenggen was away, I lifted his cover, and there was really a bottle of Erguotou underneath. ”

"The next day, I found that the bottle was missing. I guess he brought wine into the monastery, he never drank, what did he buy wine for? What do you want to do with the temple? ”

"I think Ge Zhenggen and Liu Abao must have sneaked into the underground palace, maybe they encountered a snake. They knew that putting realgar in wine was the best way to deal with snakes. I didn't even think about it at all. ”

"We found a python in the belly of the Buddha where Ge Zhenggen's body was hidden, and many snakes molted." Zhao Zimeng said.

"That's right," Jiang Zihai took Zhao Zimeng's words and said.

"The underground palace should be under Shakyamuni Buddha, there are snakes in the Buddha statue, and there must be more snakes in the underground palace. If you want to take away the treasures in the dungeon, you have to scatter those snakes. ”

Half a cup of tea, the little master led three men into the meditation room just now, and there were still dripping paint on their bodies.

Zhao Zimeng looked at the people who came, these people must be the craftsmen who were painting the door when they entered the mountain gate.

"Captain Zhao, this is Cao Lianzhu, this is Xu Tongsuo, and this is He Da Niu," Jiang Zihai stood up and walked to Abbot Fangzheng.

"Master Fangzheng, I'll take my leave first. Captain Zhao, if you need me, call me again, and I'll go to the main hall to have a look. After Jiang Zihai finished speaking, he walked out of the meditation room.

Jiang Zihai is very discerning and is a person who understands the rules better, and he doesn't want to affect the conversation between Zhao Zimeng and the three of them.

Zhao Zimeng let the three masters sit down on chairs.

Purified water is brought in for three cups of tea.

"Master Cao, Master Xu, fifteen years ago, when you were working in the Lengyue Temple in Jingxi, did you help Ge Zhenggen and Liu Abao dig a well?"

Cao Lianzhu nodded.

"Yes, Ge Zhenggen received a letter from home, saying that his mother was seriously ill and wanted to see him, and he wanted to go back to Xiutian earlier. The master sent the two of us to help him with the finishing work. Xu Tong locked.

"What do you do to sweep the tail up?"

"Cleaned up the silt left around the edge of the well and resurfaced the tiles around the edge of the well."

"At that time, what were Ge Zhenggen and Liu Abao doing?"

"Ge Zhenggen is cleaning the wall of the well in the well, and Liu Abao is shaking on it."

"Have you ever seen the wall of the well?"

"Yes." The three of them said in unison.

"Did you notice anything wrong with the wall of the well?" Zhao Zimeng said.

"No, we just took a casual look and didn't particularly care. It's too dark in the well, and we can't really see what is wrong with you. Xu Tong locked.

"Who in the temple was watching while you were doing the tail sweeping?"

"Supervisor Jiecheng and the little monk Fa Zheng are staring at the side, and the abbot of Xiu Neng has also come." He Da Niu Dao, who has a strong body.

"The abbot of Xiuneng also often comes to the East Zen Temple. Comrade policeman, let me say one more thing, did Ge Zhenggen and Liu Abao have an accident? Cao Lianzhu, who had not spoken, said suddenly.

"There was a group of craftsmen who were overhauling in the Cold Moon Temple, and they found a skeleton in the belly of the Buddha."

Zhao Zimeng took out a simulated portrait from his bag and handed it to Cao Zhuzhu's hand, "This portrait is what we drew based on the skull of the skeleton. ”

Cao Lianzhu suddenly said loudly: "Copper lock, look, this-isn't this-Ge-Ge Zhenggen?" ”

Xu Tongsuo's eyes widened and his face turned pale: "Sure enough, it's Ge Zhenggen—it's really him." He-he didn't go back to Xiutian to see a seriously ill old lady, how could he die in the belly of the Bodhisattva? ”

"I seem to understand what's going on!" Cao Lianzhu suddenly muttered to himself.

"Master Cao, if you think of something, you might as well tell us about it."

"Ge Zhenggen and Liu Abao were a little abnormal before they left the Cold Moon Temple. At the time, I didn't particularly care about it, but now that I think about it, maybe it had something to do with Ge Zhenggen's murder. ”

"Yes, Lao Cao is right, something was wrong soon after they arrived at the East Zen Temple." Xu Tong locked.

"Tell us about it."

"A few days before Ge Zhenggen received the letter home, I saw Ge Zhenggen and Liu Abao muttering together, and when they slept at night, the two of them also exchanged ears, as if they were talking about something secret. Ge Zhenggen's bed was right next to me, which they had never done before. In the past, they spoke and never carried me behind my back. Cao Lianzhu said angrily.

"In the nights of those few days, Ge Zhenggen tossed and turned and couldn't sleep."

"During that time, Ge Zhenggen and Liu Abao were indeed a little abnormal." Xu Tong locked.

"Liu Abao has always been a quiet boy, usually doesn't talk much, and he knows how to do things in the temple. When he was at Teng's house, he always read books in the house, but in those days, he seemed to be very anxious and excited. Cao Zhuzhu said.

"The strangest thing is that the night before he left, we finished work at half past eleven and went back to Shizhai, I went to the East Zen Temple to call Ge Zhenggen and Liu Abao, but Ge Zhenggen said that their progress was slow, and they had to work more overtime so that they would not drag everyone back."

"Lao Cao is right, at about three o'clock that night, when I got up to relieve myself, they returned to Teng's house." Xu Tongsuo echoed.

"In the past, they never took the initiative to work overtime, and since they arrived at the Eastern Zen Temple, the two of them often did not return to Teng's house until one or two o'clock. I guess the two of them must have been doing something that had nothing to do with digging the well, and they must have found something while digging the well. There are also ......" Cao Lianzhu said.

"What else?"

"Within a few days of their arrival at the East Zen Monastery, they began to work overtime every day, and Master Jiang often praised them. But they got the praise, and we had to move faster and faster. ”

He Daniu nodded frequently on the side, agreeing with the words of Cao and Xu.

Xu Tongsuo and Cao Lianzhu's words are consistent with the information provided by Jiang Zihai.

It seems that the problem is in the well, and Ge Zhenggen and Liu Abao must have discovered something in the process of digging the well.

"Yes! Now that I think about it, they are really suspicious, the letter sent to the cold moon temple couldn't have been written by Ge Zhenggen himself, right? Xu Tong locked.

"The morning I received the letter, I got up and went to the hut to relax. Liu Abao's quilt was empty, I thought he was in the thatched house, but when I entered the thatched house, Liu Abao was not there. At seven o'clock, when we were having breakfast, Liu Abao returned. Cao Zhuzhu said.

I asked him where he was, and he said that he had gone to the thatched house, which was a lie! I guess he went down the hill to deliver letters. Ge Zhenggen's letter was received that morning. ”

"These two people are acting together, they must have found some treasure when digging a well, and they wanted to leave the mountain alone, so they wrote a letter to themselves." Xu Tong locked.

"What is Ge Zhenggen's education level?" Zhao Zimeng said.

"After graduating from high school, he was a bit literate among those of us. He writes very well and sometimes helps us write letters home. Cao Zhuzhu said.

"Ge Zhenggen also wrote me a letter home." He Da Niu who was sitting on the side.

"Ge Zhenggen's letter should be sent directly to the master's hands, and it can also be sent to Ge Zhenggen and Liu Abao's hands, why should it be sent to the hands of Supervisor Jiecheng?" He Daniu also had some questions in his heart.

Zhao Zimeng sent away Cao Lianzhu and Xu Tongsuo, leaving He Daniu.

"Master He, we heard that you sent Ge Zhenggen and Liu Abao down the mountain."

"Yes, it was the master who asked me to send them down the mountain. At that time, the master, senior brother, and junior disciples each gave five yuan to Ge Zhenggen, but he didn't ask for it. The master asked me to send them off and stuff the money they had pooled to Ge Zhenggen. But I always feel like they've been thinking about it for a long time. ”

"Why do you say that?"

"When they came down the mountain, they didn't have any luggage. I reminded them to bring their luggage, and the work of the Cold Moon Temple was about to be done. In a few days, we will go to another monastery, and when they return, we will definitely leave. ”

"That's why I asked them to bring their luggage. Our gang followed the master to mix the poor outside, luggage is our only property, no matter where we go, as long as there is a cover, we can sleep when we open it. ”

"But the two of them didn't take their luggage seriously, as if they had suddenly made a windfall, and when he asked me to leave, I took my luggage to Jingjiang Jinshan Temple."

"Where did Master He send them?"

"Down the hill - oh, to the town, there's a bus station in the town, and I watched them get into the car before leaving."

"When you sent them down the mountain, how were they, especially Ge Zhenggen, in mood?"

My mother is seriously ill, and I must be in a very heavy mood when I rush back to my hometown to see my mother in such a hurry.

"I also thought it was a little strange at the time, the two of them were relaxed, and there was no sadness on their faces, as if they had encountered some happy event."

"Master He, you just said that Ge Zhengge helped you write a letter to your family."

"Yes, he helped me write a few home books, I don't know a few words, Ge Zhenggen is the highest Chinese among our dozen people."

"Have you seen Ge Zhenggen's family letter?"

"I handed over the letter to Ge Zhenggen, and I didn't read it. Even if I look at it, I can't understand it, I'm uneducated, how can I guess his mind? I heard you say so much just now, and I think there is something wrong with Ge Zhenggen and Liu Abao. ”

The group said goodbye to the abbot of Fangzheng and walked out of the abbot's courtyard.

When breaking up with He Daniu, Zhao Zimeng lost a phone number to He Daniu, and if he remembered something, he could call this number.

In front of the mountain gate, the three of them met Jiang Zihai, and Jiang Zihai also asked Zhao Zimeng for his phone number.

At around six o'clock, the police car stopped in the courtyard of the headquarters of the Red Flag Brigade.

Ge Zhenggen's house is in Gejiazhuang, the Red Flag Brigade.

From the highway to the brigade headquarters, it is a road that can take cars, and the comrades of the other roads have to walk.