At about six o'clock, Wu Xiufang and a young man pushed a bicycle into the gate, this young man is Wu Xiufang's object, his name is Yang Haibo, this is what Ouyang Ping said when he broke up with Wu Xiufang last night. Yang Haibo works as a technician at the Tangshan Gold Foil Factory.

Director Ma immediately invited Wu Xiufang into the duty room.

Wu Xiufang looked at the two simulated portraits and said, "Among the two people I saw with Hai Bo in the woods, one of them resembles this person, his hair is like this, and the gown he wears is similar to this person, and it is also four pockets. Wu Xiufang was referring to number two.

Wu Xiufang's identification was also recognized by Yang Haibo, who also emphasized No. 2's hair: "This person's head is bare, and there is some hair above his ears. ”

After having breakfast at the police station, the comrades divided into two routes, one led by Director Ma to Nanshan Town and several villages near Nanshan Town to investigate and visit, the passers-by were Chen Jie, Yan Jianhua, Li Wenhua and Liu Wenbin; The other route was led by Gu Changhe to Zouma Village and the East and West Horse Villages near Zouma Village. The passers-by were Ouyang Ping, Liu Dayu, Han Lingling and Zuo Xiangdong.

The two groups parted ways in Nanshan Town.

Left to the east parked the car in the square in front of the Ming Tomb, and the comrades went to Zouma Village on foot.

In the chestnut forest, the mountain road just passed through the middle of the chestnut forest, and Gu Changhe and his party met a monk head-on.

The monk was around fifty years old and carried a package on his right shoulder. After seeing the comrades, the monk gave way to the side of the road and let the comrades walk over before continuing to walk east.

Ouyang Ping watched the monk head east, through the mound and the woods to the north of the river deer park, and then disappeared around the bend.

This monk should be Hui Lingguang Temple.

Ouyang Ping looked at his watch, the time was seven forty-five.

This time should be the time when the monks leave the monastery.

Gu Changhe also had a puzzled face: "This monk should be from Zouma Village, Dongma Village, and Xima Village." ”

"Xiao Gu, why are you so sure?"

"The road only leads to these three villages. He was supposed to spend the night in these three villages. ”

Everyone heard the meaning of Gu Changhe's words.

The monk spent the night outside, which is probably not a good thing.

As they spoke, two women walked up to everyone, and they quickly moved to the side of the road.

Two women passed by their comrades.

The two women were between twenty-five and thirty years old, and although they were not very showy, they were very decent and refreshing.

Both women carried a small bamboo basket on their right arm, which was covered with a piece of blue-colored cloth.

The two women seemed to realize that someone was watching them behind them, so they quickened their pace. After a while, the two women also turned on the road to Lingguang Temple.

"These two women should have gone to Lingguang Temple to burn incense and worship the Buddha."

"No wonder the incense in Lingguang Temple is so strong, and someone rushed to Lingguang Temple early in the morning."

Yesterday evening, although the comrades did not stay in Lingguang Temple for a long time, they already felt the busyness and liveliness of Lingguang Temple. ”

"These two women must have gone to Lingguang Temple to worship Guanyin Bodhisattva."

"How so?"

"Do you see the bamboo baskets in their hands? The bamboo basket must be filled with offerings. At this time, there were relatively few people in Lingguang Temple, and when there were many people, it was impossible to pray in front of Guanyin. ”