Liang Xiaocheng probably didn't understand why we reacted so much after hearing these four words, and all of us stopped what we were doing and looked at him in unison, with the same surprised and dazed expressions, and then left Liang Xiaocheng alone in the office and hurried to the detention center.

The detainee Liang Xiaocheng said looked at the file and learned that Wen Ru, male, 38 years old, Mongolian, is a lecturer in the history department of the university, and was arrested because he smashed the shop and robbed it, Wen Ru should not be a very stupid person to look at the file, but the shop he chose to smash and rob was next to the police station, so he was caught on the spot and there was no resistance during the whole process.

In the interrogation room of the detention center, we saw Wen Ru, who was a gentle and elegant person at first glance as his name, with a thin body and thick glasses on the bridge of his nose, no matter how he looked, he did not look like a person who could rob and attack the police, and I even looked through his file again, and I was surprised how a knowledgeable lecturer could be detained here.

"How do you know about the Eighteen Blue Wolves?" Yun Duruo asked seriously.

Wen Ru helped the cracked glasses on the bridge of his nose, his cheeks were slightly red and swollen, and the corners of his mouth were not long healed.

"How do you know about the Eighteen Blue Wolves?" After Wen Ru glanced around the faces of each of us, he asked very calmly.

I took out a cigarette and thought about handing it to him, Wen Ru shook his head lightly, his eyes were still very cautious, I put it on the corner of my mouth and lit it, I glanced at him in the smoke, and slowly understood what happened to Liang Xiaocheng.

Wen Ru would rather attack the police to attract our attention, but after Liang Xiaocheng arrived, he only said the four words of eighteen blue wolves, and when he found that Liang Xiaocheng didn't understand at all, Wen Ru refused to say anything, which shows that he knows the meaning of these four words very well, and in front of uninformed people, he would rather be beaten than say a word about attacking the police.

"It's not eighteen blue wolves, it should be eighteen red wolves." I took a deep puff of my cigarette and said to him seriously. "These eighteen people were the commanders of Genghis Khan's guards, and after Genghis Khan's death, these eighteen people moved to live in various parts of China."

Wen Ru looked at us again, his expression became a little relieved and relaxed, leaning back in the chair and slowly reaching out to me, in his eyes he could not see the suspect's panic and timidity at all, sitting opposite us was not like explaining the problem, but more like a transaction.

I pushed the cigarette case and lighter in front of Wen Ru, who lit a cigarette and was silent for a moment before saying lightly.

"First, clear my business of robbery, second, erase all my files, and third, you will send me to a place where no one knows me." As soon as Wen Ru opened his mouth, he put forward three conditions, and it was not a negotiating tone.

He was calmer and wiser than we imagined, Yun Duruo and I exchanged glances with each other, Nangong Yi stared at Wen Ru for a long time and asked coldly.

"And then?"

"And ......," Wen Ru said lightly, taking a deep puff of his cigarette and looking at us. Then I will tell you the secret of the red wolf. ”

It seems that Wen Ru has been prepared for a long time, from the time he said the eighteen blue wolves, everything was calculated by him in advance, and he didn't even leave us room for bargaining at all, and the three conditions he put forward were not simple.

"We don't know what you're going to tell us, and we can discuss your terms, but we'll have to wait until you tell us what you know." Yun Du Ruo said righteously.

Wen Ru spat out a puff of smoke and looked very calm and indifferent, looked around and smiled faintly.

"Do you know why magic is so attractive, because of the secret, many people rack their brains to dig the secret, but once the truth of magic is revealed, it is nothing, so many magicians are only doing two things in their lives, one is to make their skills more exquisite, and the other is to spend their lives to keep the secret of magic, and the mistake of the skill can be reversed, the secret is gone......"

Wen Ru's shrewdness is completely out of proportion to his appearance, he has put himself in an undefeated situation, even if he doesn't say it's a big deal and is imprisoned here, in fact, I can understand his thoughts, where the secret is very important to us, after saying it, he is really worthless.

But the time for the next cloudy day is running out, and Wen Ru can spend it, but we don't have time, after all, it is related to thirteen lives.

"Okay, I promise you." Nangong Yi thought about it for a long time, and finally nodded.

"It's not a verbal promise." Wen Ru shook his head slowly. "I want written approval."

Obviously, Wen Ru was fully prepared from the beginning, and every step was designed in advance, Nangong Yi knew that if it dragged on for a minute, the lives of the thirteen people were in danger, and when she looked at the answers we received, they all nodded in unison.

Nangong Yi immediately turned around and left the interrogation room, it will take some time to process Wen Ru's requests, after Nangong Yi left, I looked at Wen Ru silently, and then looked at his file.

"You're a Mongol?"

"Uzhilug." Wen Ru no longer concealed and replied calmly. "My Mongolian name, but I never used it, my father and I, and my father's father and ancestors are all Mongolians."

"Why smash the shop?" Yun Duruo looked at Wen Ru very keenly. "With your profession and the records in your files, you are not the kind of person who robs homes and houses."

"Safety." Wen Ru blurted out a faint smile and looked around. "I can't think of any safer place than here."

"What are you hiding, and why do you think it's not safe?" Han Yu asked with a frown.

Wen Ru smiled meaningfully at the corner of his mouth, and before he heard him say a word, his shrewdness was written on his face, and he never mentioned the key question until the conditions he put forward were met.

We sat in silence in the guard room like this, and it took two hours for Nangong Yi to rush back and put a signed document in front of Wen Ru.

"I have fulfilled your request for you, this is a written official promise, your case record and files will be destroyed as soon as you sign it, and when we know the truth, someone will send you to a safe place where no one knows you."

Wen Ru picked up the document in front of him and looked at it carefully for a long time, with a satisfied smile on his face, he reached out to take the pen and planned to sign, but I pressed it with my hand.

"We have fulfilled your request, but after you have signed this document, you must tell everything you know, if we find out later that you have concealed something." I stared at Wen Ru seriously, and said in an accentuated tone. "Since you think this is the safest place, then I promise you, I will definitely send you back again."

Wen Ru nodded and signed the document, then looked down at the handcuffs on his wrists, and smiled silently in front of us.

Nangong Yi asked the police to untie Wen Ru's handcuffs and went out, Wen Ru pinched his wrist and stood up and moved his body.

"Actually, I didn't know that I was a Mongolian a long time ago, but when I was 18 years old, my father called me into my room and told me one thing very seriously, he said that his ancestors were Mongols, and for various reasons they migrated to the Central Plains and settled down."

We didn't interrupt Wen Ru's words, and listened to him quietly.

"My father told me that there were eighteen people who migrated to the Central Plains with my ancestors." Wen Ru continued to say to us nonchalantly. "Let me always remember this secret, and in the future I have a son who must pass it on."

It is recorded in the archives that Wen Ru is the eldest son in the family, and he has a younger brother and a younger sister under him, and when I heard this, I gradually understood in my heart, sure enough, as we thought before, the eighteen Mongols who suddenly left Mongolia and entered China must have some secret, and this secret must be continued.

"That's the secret your father told you to keep?" Han Yu asked with some disappointment.

"Nope." Wen Ru shook his head and said lightly. "The secret to be kept is that the descendants of the eighteen Mongols meet at designated places every forty years to ensure the passing of the secret."

"There's a party?!" I looked at Wen Ru eagerly. "Where to meet? When is the time of the meeting? ”

"It's been exactly 40 years since the last meeting." Wen Ru replied unhurriedly.

"What about the location?" Nangong Yi asked.

"It's an ancient convention that the eighteen meet at designated locations every forty years to ensure the secret lineage, and to record the addresses of the eighteen and the names of the bearers in a book." Wen Ru looked at us and said methodically. "The book will be kept by these eighteen people in turn, and the person who keeps the book will designate the place where they will meet next."

"What is the purpose of the meeting? What secrets do you pass on? I asked anxiously.

"This agreement lasted for hundreds of years, and by the time of my father's generation, it seemed that this agreement had only become a secret gathering, and no one knew why the ancestors arranged it this way, let alone the purpose of the meeting, if there was a secret." Wen Ru spread his hands and said easily. "I think it's just the book that records the addresses and names of these eighteen people."

I frowned, took out a cigarette and put it to the corner of my mouth, pondered for a moment, and then asked thoughtfully.

"Your profession is a lecturer in the Department of History, majoring in Mongolian history, although the rumors of the Eighteen Red Wolves have never appeared in the official historical documents, but with your profession, you have every chance to learn about it, you told us that there is no evidence to prove whether it is true or not, why should we believe you?"

Wen Ru slowly walked in front of us, unbuttoned his chest, and slowly pulled open his shirt, we saw a very strange tattoo on his chest, and Wen Ru's finger pointed at it.

"That's the credentials!"