Destroy the door.

Considering that Qiu Xiaogeng is not the biological son of the Qiu couple, to a certain extent, it can also be regarded as a case of extermination.

In the courtyard of the enemy's family, Xiao Geng threw himself beside his mother and cried bitterly. He knew that his mother had died in his place.

In case the Assassins returned, Ye Ke reloaded his revolver and relocked the door. He walked into the study—another scene, where Qiu Desheng was dead, and a room full of blood had attracted a few flies to lay eggs.

The deceased collapsed on his desk with a piece of paper pressed under his head, red with blood.

Quickly reading the contents of the letter, Ye Ke couldn't help but sigh dumbly, folded the letter and stuffed it into his arms.

"Old Qiu, you can go with confidence, I will help you realize your wish!"

Ye Kenan whispered in the ear of the deceased.

Back in the courtyard, he saw Xiao Geng in tears, still holding a bloody dagger in his hand.

"This is the murder weapon that killed my mother."

Xiao Geng actually pulled out this deadly dagger from his mother's chest with his own hands—as well as blood troughs and barbs, and this pull brought out the flesh and blood of the deceased and part of the heart tissue.

Surprised by the nine-year-old boy's boldness, Ye Kenan crouched down and observed: "The assassin plunged the dagger into the victim's chest and should have drawn it immediately, but he let go and left the murder weapon behind - it shows that the assassin is young and lacks experience in killing, so he is so nervous that he forgets the essence of the killer." ”

"Well, the middle-aged assassin reprimanded him on the spot."

"Do you remember the faces of those two scoundrels?"

"I will never forget it until I die."

Qiu Xiaogeng bit his lip and broke the bamboo pole with his knee at the same time.

"You want revenge?"

"Yes, I will avenge my parents and kill those two assassins in my lifetime."

Ye Kenan looked at the eyebrows and eyes of the nine-year-old boy, knowing that it was not a joke, and now that he was burdened with this sea of blood, he didn't know how much storm he would set off when he grew up.

"To be honest, I didn't see their faces clearly, the light was dim at night, no matter whether it was shooting or fighting, it was a matter of an instant."

"I remember their faces!" Qiu Xiaogeng wiped a handful of tears and snot, tightened his eyebrows, and desperately remembered, "The old one, the one who killed my father, there was an electric light in the study, which just illuminated his face. He was in his forties and had two moustaches on his lips. ”

"What about the younger one?"

"I saw his face by the moonlight, I probably don't know, but he's very young anyway - but I stabbed him in the face."

"Where's the wound?"

Xiao Geng compared the right side of his face, and the wound was an inch or two long, almost extending to his ear.

"The tip of the bamboo is sharpened, and I feel a deep thorn in my hand, and most of it is about to leave a scar."

"Well, I was also stabbed by your bamboo tip......" Ye Ke Nan used a bandage to tie his wounds, "God bless this arm, don't waste it!" ”

"So, as long as you check all the offspring with fresh scars on their faces, it's easy to catch."

"Can you draw the faces of those two people yourself?"

"Yes."

Qiu Xiaogeng has confidence in his paintings. He returned to the study, knelt down for his dead father with a "plop", and kowtowed three times.

He found the Four Treasures of the Scholar's Room and quickly drew the face of the middle-aged assassin. It was here that Xiao Geng saw this face, so he painted it very realistically.

"Well drawn!"

Ye Kenan frowned, carefully examining the face on the painting, who is he?

"I was number one in art class in school."

The boy buried his head in drawing a second face. The Assassin was young enough, but he didn't have that many details, and he could only draw a rough outline. On the right cheek, a visible scar is drawn.

Qiu Xiaogeng recounted the entire process of the murder. Ye Kenan admired this nine-year-old child for keeping such a clear head and recalling everything in the grief of the death of his parents...... When such a person grows up, it is simply terrible!

Ye Ke made a judgment: "After careful planning, the assassins first used the throat cutting method to get rid of the two patrols standing guard at the entrance of the alley, and then invaded the house from the rooftop. The middle-aged assassin was more experienced, and quietly jumped out of the courtyard, sneaked into the study, and stabbed Qiu Desheng to death from behind. According to his original plan, he should sneak into the bedroom again, and kill your mother and son while they are sleeping. ”

"Because of your visit, I couldn't sleep, and in the middle of the night I heard the wind outside—maybe when the Assassin jumped out of the courtyard, the corners of his clothes rubbed against the bamboo, and the bamboo leaves rustled. Now that I think about it, this is what the ancient books say about 'murderous'! Qiu Xiaogeng touched his throat, "Otherwise, I would also be a corpse at this moment." ”

"It was your vigilance that saved my life."

"It's a pity that I couldn't save my father's life."

Xiao Geng was still shedding tears, Ye Ke couldn't comfort him, and continued to analyze: "Perhaps, that young assassin didn't have the task of killing people in the first place, and the original plan was completed by the middle-aged assassin alone. ”

"So what is he doing here?"

"Learn to kill people - no matter what you do, everything is difficult at the beginning, and the same is true for killers. In this later life, I am afraid that he has never really killed anyone, and this is his first mission, which is to observe from the rooftop and learn the killing skills of his master. Just like when I graduated from the Higher Patrol Police Academy, I also got to patrol the streets for half a year, and then worked as a junior follower for the old detective for half a year before I could officially become a detective, which is the fastest speed. ”

"See, this scoundrel was anxious, and when he saw me coming out, he thought it would be bad for the middle-aged assassin, so he jumped off the roof and wanted to make me his first sacrifice - Arschloch! He fancy children to be bullies! As a result, he first stabbed my mother to death, then was reprimanded by my teacher, and finally I cut my face. ”

"And stabbed me in the arm!" Ye Kenan covered his wound, and the pain did not subside, "This kid is very fast, and he actually dodged my bullet." Although he was too nervous to work for the first time, he was definitely a good material to be an assassin! ”

"Inspector Ye, you saved my life, but can you catch them?"

"I will inform the German Concession and the Ministry of Industry Bureau of the Foreign Concession in Tianjin, as well as the Beiyang Minister Yamen stationed in Tianjin, and post notices everywhere to arrest these two murderers."

"No, it's three, and there's an accomplice outside."

Ye Kenan slapped himself: "Yes, a total of three assassins." ”

"Another question, what about the motive for the killing?"

Qiu Xiaogeng remembered that last month, he read a copy of the Commercial Press's "The Opening of the Sherlockch Case", and Lin Shu's translation was the first book in the Sherlock Holmes series, "A Study of Blood Letters". On the night of the tragedy, the nine-year-old boy wanted to think of himself and Ye Kenan as Sherlock Holmes and Watson.

"I don't know." Ye Kenan did not destroy the scene, he pointed to Qiu Desheng, who was still lying on the desk, and said, "Does your father have any enemies?" ”

"My father is an honest man, he has never quarreled with the world, and our family has no relatives and no reason in Tianjin."

"A few days ago, I secretly investigated whether Qiu Desheng, who works at Deutsche Bank, and has recently been dealing with China's Gengzi indemnity to Germany, has it related to this huge amount of money?"

"He's just a bank clerk and a translator for the German manager, so if someone really targets Gengzi's compensation, why bother with my father?"

Ye Ke couldn't think about it, if he talked about the enemy, Qin Customs might be counted as one, and the people who were brutalized by the Germans in Gengzi Nian might also be there. But is it worth hiring a professional assassin with such a big move? The revenge of ordinary Chinese people is often a pre-publicized murder case, which can be directly used with a knife, or secretly poisoned, set fire, and kidnapped......

No, the murderer could not have been born for hatred. The murderer, like Ye Kenan, is aimed at the boy in front of him!

"Inspector Ye, I think of a question...... Qiu Xiaogeng returned to the courtyard and looked at the waning moon in the sky, "Why, as soon as you came to my house with your front foot and said that you were going to take me away, the back foot assassins came to the door?" ”

"This ......"

Ye Kenan was asked by the boy. But since the regent and the Ministry of Internal Affairs must find this child, it means that he is very important, not only related to the royal craftsman Qin Customs, but also to some other high-level relationship, or some unattainable person...... This is something that he, the little inspector of the Patrol Police Department, can't snoop on at all.

"Also, why did you lie to me?" Xiao Geng drove away the flies around his mother, "What kind of juvenile class of Beijing Normal University really treats me as a three-year-old child?" My father and mother are still singing duets with you, what deal did you make? Or do you threaten them with something? It's definitely not bought with money, and my father and mother will never betray me for money. So, are you threatening with my life? Is it? ”

Ye Kenan gasped: "You have so much thought in your little head!" It's a shame that I won't be a detective at the patrol police station in the future! Do you suspect that I am an accomplice to the Assassins? And the wound on my arm is also a bitter ploy? ”

"I didn't know, in this troubled world, anything is possible."

"If the detective can't prove his innocence, who else can you trust?"

"The newspapers say that in this world, you should never trust the police and officials."

"That's the newspaper of the Revolutionary Party." Ye Kenan touched the boy's head and bent down to stare into his eyes, "Listen to me, I don't represent the government, nor the emperor of the Qing Dynasty, I only represent the 'chivalry' of a detective." When you grow up, you'll understand. ”

After that, Ye Kenan picked up the murder weapon left by the assassin at the murder scene, the dagger that pierced the heart of Qiu Desheng's daughter-in-law.

He put the dagger under an electric lamp, and a good knife with an ivory handle was definitely a sharp weapon that the ancients said could be used to sharpen iron like clay, indicating that the assassin had a lot of background. Xiao Geng also came over to take a look, and he said that the dagger that killed his father was also the same ivory handle. One side of the hilt of the knife, carved with a strange ornament, squinted to see that it was a comet hitting the moon.

Xiao Geng had read about comets in school, and the handle of the ivory knife was inlaid with luodian, which was put together to form a "broom star" with a long tail, which happened to hit a full moon.

Luodian is a thin slice of various patterns and patterns polished with snail shells and sea shells, inlaid on the surface of utensils, mostly seen in musical instruments, lacquerware, screens, furniture, ancient mirrors, up to the Qin and Han dynasties, down to the Ming and Qing dynasties, is a unique decorative craft in China. Raden has an emerald fantasy luster, with a slight change of angle and different colors of reflection, giving the illusion of waves on the sea.

In the whole life of the future, until the end of the world, Qiu Xiaogeng will not forget this pattern.

A comet strikes the moon.