The Pudong Police Station Gate Branch received a case in which a ghost boat drove on the Pujiang River late yesterday night, and people were killed.

Mu Zhengyang was sitting in the office, and after listening to the report, he was angry in his heart, since the Nanjing Treaty, have there been fewer ghost ships? Looking at the rolling Huangpu River, the United States, Germany, Britain, France, merchant ships are on a rampage, warships are showing off their might, and even the small Japanese country in that small land dares to show their teeth and claws, plunder our country's land, and kill our blood compatriots.

Ghost ships? It's nothing more than an extra robber vampire who oppresses and enslaves the Chinese.

He picked up the phone and dialed the British Concession Patrol Office, intending to transfer the case to the past, because the oil tanker in the incident belonged to the British Empire, and the Chinese police station had no authority to handle it. But when he saw a person, he immediately changed his mind and immediately ordered the entire Pujiang River to be blocked, no one was allowed to approach, and if the order was violated, the law was rectified on the spot.

As soon as the sky was bright, Huang Sanshou was still in the thatched house, and he was invited to the patrol room before he even had time to wipe his buttocks, saying that Inspector Mu was in a hurry to summon him. Huang Sanshou was forcibly put into the police car by several military policemen, this was the first time he took a foreign car, as soon as the car started, he was so frightened that he was about to jump, and he was forced back by the military police.

He couldn't help muttering in his heart, this thirty-year-old young detective has a lot of opportunities, and even the president of the Republic of China is not as busy as him, so why should he call him this old beggar to do? Although he is in charge of a gang of 100,000 beggars, since the ancient saying goes, it is useless to be a scholar, and people and gods abandon stinky beggars.

Huang Sanshou was lying on the car window, thinking in his heart, Mu Zhengyang is a figure with a face on the beach in Shanghai, and he can't kidnap him personally. He still has stinky in his crotch, and his old beggar has been stinky all his life, but it doesn't matter, and he smokes those who are officials, and it's a big deal.

Along the way, all he saw were soldiers and military police with guns, at the bayonet, and even drove machine guns, and there was not a single ordinary person in sight on the street.

The car drove to the Pujiang River, the entire Pujiang River has been under martial law, the cordon has been pulled to Binhe Road, the riverside is full of soldiers and military police, Mu Zhengyang even seconded the Shanghai City Defense Garrison through a relationship, this battle can't help but make Huang Sanshou afraid, and thought that Shanghai was going to fight.

As soon as the car stopped, the sixth son of the head catcher ran up, he was the right and left hand of the detective, and he was also a righteous brother, Huang Sanshou got out of the car, and the sixth son's words were more urgent and respectful. "Gang Leader Huang, why are you here, the detective and the old smoking gun are waiting for you."

"Old smoking guns? What's going on? Didn't he catch fish in the Pujiang River, and still make such a big disturbance with a fish in the net? ”

Although Huang Sanshou complained on his mouth, he was like a mirror in his heart, this old cigarette gun was a net fish on the face, and he was secretly powerful, I am afraid that there is another article on this matter.

The sixth son asked for a cotton windbreaker from the military police to wrap it, "Big brother said, this matter is in a hurry, I know that you have recently suffered from a cold and dysentery, and the doctor is also prepared, the wind is strong in Hong Kong, let's finish the matter as soon as possible and send you back early." ”

The sixth son led him inside, and there were checkpoints over there, one card at fifty paces, one card at fifty steps, and almost all of them were equipped with machine guns.

On the side of the port, surrounded by martial law soldiers, the goods were sealed, some foreign businessmen were negotiating with Zhao Weiguo, the head of the city defense garrison, protesting, noisy and shouting, and there were also a lot of foreign hairmen with guns in the concession patrol room, and even the army was coming, and the two sides were tense, and even went out of the fire.

Huang Sanshou saw it in his eyes, I am afraid that this matter is more terrifying than fighting, and the monkey asked anxiously. "Sixth son, what is the detective looking for me?"

Liuzi pointed to the front, Huang Sanshou raised his eyes, his feet were soft, and he grabbed Liuzi.

He saw a rusty oil tanker, almost entirely covered in algae and sand, as if it had been fished out of the abyss of the cold sea, like an old coffin washed out of the deep abyss.

With just one glance, he knew that disaster was coming. "Die, die, this is a ghost ship from the underworld!"

Liuzi Road. "Big brother, you didn't come to see the ghost ship, you are always a famous three-handed man on the beach, and I came to you to solve something."

Huang Sanshou is famous in Shanghai, known as the three hands, it is said that he can open the yang with the left hand, lock the yin with the right hand, as for the third hand, it is impossible to say, the rules of the Huang family, the lock of the yang world can be opened, the lock of the yin can be locked, and there is a kind of lock, which can never be touched, as for the reason, he himself can not tell. The logic is very simple, all in all, it is said that it is an iron rule set by the ancestors after the previous generations suffered strange and strange things.

What the hell is it, bigger than the ghost ship? Huang Sanshou wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, followed Liuzi through the last checkpoint, the guards checked Liuzi's pass, and searched Huang Sanshou's body several times.

This noodle is indeed big enough, and Huang San's calves are a little weak. "I said Liuzi, the detective is doing it with foreign devils, or is he on the same bar with yin ghosts, it's a big fuss, don't lie nonsense."

Huang Sanshou said with his mouth, and he understood in his heart, the detective is a vigorous and resolute person, and the law is a few strict people, and fighting against foreigners is a trivial thing, but if it is not good, it will cause a war between the two countries, this posture is not coming to the foreigners at all, I am afraid it is a big event, the detective expects that this matter is more terrifying than the foreign devils.

He felt more and more surprised, glanced at the ghost ship again, and cried out in a hurry. "It's going to die, it's going to die, this ghost boat is here to pull people, it's scary, this is 'undead extradition', I'm leaving, I'm leaving."

"Go, where to go, I came to you to solve things, and if you can't solve it, no one can leave." Mu Zhengyang's voice came from Magang, and he said to Liuzi again. "Sixth son, if you dare to take a step out of the yard port, you will correct the law on the spot."

As soon as he beckoned, two military policemen brought up a heavy black iron box, which looked very ghostly, and the strange thing was that it was not locked.

Liuzi glanced at Huang Sanshou, Huang Sanshou also looked at him, Liuzi squeezed his eyes again, Huang Sanshou didn't understand, and Liuzi said again. "Farewell, the leader of the beggar gang, by the river, you can shiver."

As soon as Huang Sanshou raised his eyes, there were several corpses of foreign devils lying there, which should be some high-spirited foreign devils who died and were corrected on the spot.

He retreated timidly, looked at the black iron box, his face was ugly and could wring out water, and the patterns on the box looked faintly recognizable, as if it was related to a kind of law map.

The old smoker squatted there and took a puff of dry tobacco. "I tried to break it twice yesterday, and it looks like it's locked inside."

Huang Sanshou's face turned white. "Yin and Yang Life and Death Lock?"

The old smoker nodded his forehead. "I guess it's like, I don't know what kind of guy is inside."

Huang Sanshou shouted. "Detective, you know the rules of always calling flowers, this thing can't be touched, but it can't be touched, you can kill me, kill me."

Mu Zhengyang glanced at the two of them. "What do you mean? You can't open it either? He took a gun from the guard's hand and pulled the bolt.

Huang Sanshou was so anxious that he shouted, "Don't! Mu Zhengyang was startled and looked at him angrily. I hope it's a good reason, otherwise the bullet won't go through the iron box, but through your head. ”

Huang San wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with his hands. "This box can't be opened, the Yin and Yang Life and Death Lock has a origin, this is the method of locking the corpse and fixing the soul."

Huang Sanshou preached, their ancestors of the Huang family, in ancient times, locked the corpse coffin, opened the yin lock, buckled the yang world, locked the yin world, helped people lock the corpse and seal the hole, cover the coffin and seal the tomb, this faction, the most particular is the 'yin and yang life and death lock', it is said that this lock can only be opened by the yin people from the inside, and the yang people are unpredictable. It is said that this faction, the door rules are strict, it is said that because of too many heavenly opportunities, so the people of this faction want to avoid the world and lock the mouth, and they are not allowed to break the hole and touch the gold to break the rules, so as not to break the lineage inheritance, one of them is a door rule, when the Huang family heirs lock the coffin and seal the hole, they will carry an iron box around them, but whenever they encounter dangerous things, the owner will detain himself in the yin and yang lock box when there is no way to survive, so that future generations will know what he died from and why.

Huang Sanshou said, he only learned some fur from the second uncle, the way is shallow, this 'yin and yang life and death lock', the second uncle was dazed and said a few words before he died, and he saw it for the first time, but he couldn't tell the truth or falsehood.

In the 'Thirteen Guards of the Imperial Tomb' on the beach, the so-called, 'beggars, drunkards, old smoking guns, detectives and darts Miaohuadan, talented butchers Leng Aqiao, black and white impermanence dragons, tigers and leopards'. Although Huang Sanshou is modest in his mouth, he can rank first in the Thirteen Guards, which shows that his ability and knowledge are extraordinary, and his ancestors' knowledge and Taoism are even more unfathomable. "If I guess correctly, the person in the box, I'm afraid that my ancestor of the Huang family has this calamity because of the broken rules."

After listening to this, Mu Zhengyang looked at the big iron box at his feet. "Your ancestor is a bit arrogant now, he locked the coffin for a lifetime, and locked himself in the box."

Liuzi listened to it on the side, and secretly gave a thumbs up, meaning that your ancestor is weird and ruthless enough.

Huang Sanshou didn't speak, but he didn't feel good in his heart, what was locked in this box was not only the ancestor of the Huang family, but he didn't know if it was his grandfather's or great-grandfather's? Thinking of the death of the ancestors, Huang San's hands were still faintly uncomfortable, but he couldn't help but feel strange and curious in his heart, and he didn't know why this ancestor locked himself alive in the iron box, locked in the yin and yang life and death lock, and what happened?

He suddenly remembered something very important, "Where did this box come from?" ”

Mu Zhengyang glanced at the old smoking gun, and the old smoking gun roughly told him what happened last night, and then said. "The anchor is hung on an iron box, someone should have calculated the distance and thrown it from the ground, the iron chain is only five or six meters above the ground, bypassing a dark stone, and the calculation is very accurate."

Huang Sanshou raised his eyes and glanced at the oil tanker not far away, and his heart sank. "Thrown from under the ground? You mean there's someone on the ghost ship? ”

The old cigarette gun tapped the cigarette stick and stood up. "I don't know if there is anyone or not, and there is no if there is."

Liuzi asked. "What do you mean?"

Old Smoke Gun Road. "That iron lump never comes out of the ground on its own, someone has to make a joke." He knocked on the black iron box with the cigarette gun in his hand,

Mu Zhengyang and the others instantly understood the meaning. "You mean the man in the box?"

Liuzi's face turned white. "So, is it really your ancestor who is a demon?"

Mu Zhengyang pointed to the runes on the iron box. "Huang Gang Master, do you recognize these runes?"

Huang Sanshou looked at it carefully a few times and shook his head, he faintly recognized a few when he first saw it, but now he was a little confused. "It looks like a ghost text, it should have been lost for a long time, but a few quirky words on it seem to have been seen somewhere."