Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Old West Courtyard Converted into a Private House The Old Man is Willing to Lead the Way
At present, there is a certain difficulty in doing the third thing, to find this person, you have to ask the people in the temple to identify the handwriting, which is bound to alarm everyone in the temple, if the problem is in the Mingchen Temple, then it will startle the snake, so that the person who writes the note will be in a very dangerous situation, which is probably the main reason why the person who wrote the note is unwilling to show his head.
So, why didn't the person who wrote the note say it clearly? It's hard to figure it out for a while.
Therefore, at the moment, Ouyang Ping can only do the first two things.
Therefore, Ouyang Ping decided to divide his troops into two ways: Ouyang Ping and Zuo Xiangdong went to Lianjia; Chen Jie and Han Lingling to No. 187, Youfang Lane, Dongmen Town; Liu Dayu stayed in the monastery, and Liu Dayu's task was to go around the monastery and familiarize himself with the environment, which was very important for the next criminal investigation work.
At about three o'clock, four people walked out of Mingchen Temple.
The car stopped at Zhonghuamen Castle, and Ouyang Pinghe left and turned east to take a bus to the Peng family compound. Chen Jie and Han Lingling drove to Dongmen Town. Anyone who has seen hippos' works knows that Dongmen Town is in Jiangbei. It is the oldest ancient town in Jiangbei, most of the town is built in the Ming and Qing dynasties, it is an ancient town with mountains on three sides and water on one side.
There are three streets in the east-west direction of Dongmen Town, the middle one is called Zuosuo Street, the east is to the fish market mouth, the west is to Xiangshui Bridge, the front street is called Dongmen Front Street, and the back street is called Dongmen Back Street; There is only one street in the north-south direction, the name is Yushi Street, this street goes to Taishan Temple in the north and the ancient city wall in the south.
Youfang Lane is at the intersection of Fish Market Street and Dongmen Front Street. The aforementioned fish market entrance is the intersection of Zuosuo Street and Fish Market Street. The fish market is the most lively in the ancient town. The most prosperous place, where businessmen gather, there are cinemas near the mouth of the fish market, there are also cinemas, the cinema is in Youfang Lane, this is a historic cinema, Mei Lanfang once sang in this cinema.
No. 187 was actually the theater of the year, after 1966, the traditional Peking Opera was replaced by modern Peking Opera, the business of the theater was not as good as day by day, and later, the theater was transformed into a residential house, the original roof of the theater was removed, and the box of the theater became a dormitory.
Chen Jie and Han Lingling walked into the courtyard gate and met an old lady who was almost old, carrying a bamboo basket on her right arm, and several jars were placed in the bamboo basket, and watermelon seeds, sunflower seeds, peanuts, and broad beans were placed in the jars. The old man had gray hair, a wrinkled face, and a little hunched back.
"Excuse me, auntie, where is No. 187?"
There are many families living in the courtyard, and the already small courtyard is divided into several pieces.
The old lady was very enthusiastic: "I'll take you there." ”
The two men followed the old lady and walked towards the courtyard.
Chen Jie took the basket on the old lady's arm: "Auntie, how long do you live?" ”
"Sixty-eight."
"Sixty-eight, the body bones are still so strong."
"It's not tough, it's not good! You have to earn your own food and clothing. ”
Chen Jie didn't dare to ask any further, the sixty-eight-year-old man was still working so hard, there must be some special reason behind it.
"Auntie, what's the surname of No. 187?"
"The surname is Shang."
"What does he do?"
The eldest lady looked at Chen Jie and Han Lingling with scrutinizing eyes: "Don't you know him?" ”
Chen Jie said honestly: "We only have one address on hand. ”
"Where are you from?"
"We are from the Municipal Public Security Bureau, and we are from Mingchen Temple."
"I heard that Wen Jun, the daughter of the Shang family, was a monk in Mingchen Temple."