Chapter 12: An Informant in Disguise

I know that there are two kinds of informants, red lines and black lines. The red line refers to police officers who either go undercover or disguise themselves to gather intelligence.

It is said that the criminal police are the hardest and most dangerous front-line soldiers, but compared with the red line, it is still a big difference. I've never done a red line before, and I can't tell you about it.

Jiang Shaoyan and the iron donkey both looked indifferent. Jiang Shaoyan continued, "This time, we are responsible for collecting intelligence, the clothes and things are ready, and we will leave early tomorrow morning to get them." In addition, when collecting intelligence, you can lie that you are unwell, have a headache and brain fever, and ask the local people about any good treatment. ”

The iron donkey and I nodded in understanding. Now it's time to assign the areas of responsibility.

The three areas marked on this map are far and near, and for the sake of fairness, we draw lots.

I was unlucky enough to catch the furthest one, but I didn't think anything was there, just a little longer.

After talking about business, Jiang Shaoyan put away the map again, and we chatted casually, and went to bed early. At seven o'clock the next day, Jiang Shaoyan woke us up, went downstairs for breakfast, and then went out of the hotel together and came to a private house.

It was a bungalow, and a thin man received us and led us into the house.

I saw two bikes here, one of them had a rack on the back frame with a sugar man on it, and the other bike had a whetstone with a sign that said Sharpen Scissors and Kitchen Knife, and in addition to that, there was a crotch backpack and a large cloth with pedicure written on it.

I understand, my heart said that we disguised ourselves as small traders and hawkers?

I couldn't help but choose first, pointing to the candy man shelf and saying, "I'm going to be a candy seller." ”

Unexpectedly, Jiang Shaoyan immediately shook his head and said that he had thought about it, the candy seller belonged to him, and I was responsible for being a barefoot doctor, specializing in pedicure and beriberi.

I was a little unconvinced, and I said why should I do this job? And the place is the farthest, and there is no bicycle to ride. Later, I thought about it again, I was a forensic doctor, and I also knew a little bit about medicine, and I pretended to be a pedicure, which was more or less a bit of a sideshow.

I knew I couldn't push it back, so I took it seriously. We hurriedly changed our clothes, Jiang Shaoyan agreed to gather here at noon, and we walked out of the house one after another.

I walked for more than half an hour to arrive at the designated place.

I'm also a little selfish, and I said that I can't shout pedicure, otherwise I can't stand it when I meet a barbaric master and come over with a stinky foot girl to let me cut my toenails.

I adjusted it appropriately and shouted, "Ancestral secret recipe, specializing in treating all kinds of corns and athlete's foot." ”

I worked hard, but for more than an hour, no one paid any attention to me, but I met a few bear children, who surrounded me and laughed and laughed at me.

This makes me angry, and my heart says that the bear child knows something, how can he insult me so much, so insult such a sacred profession to cure beriberi?

In the blink of an eye I was back into an alley, and I was walking so fast that I didn't think there would be a deal here.

But just as I was shouting, the door of the courtyard opened, and a girl called out to me, "Doctor, wait." ”

I turned my head to see that she was in her early twenties, and she looked quite standard, but on the whole, she felt quite squirming.

I stopped, and when she trotted all the way to me, I asked her, "Does anyone in your family have athlete's foot?" ”

She nodded, then at herself.

I got it, the patient was her. I really don't understand, what's the big deal about athlete's foot, why hide it?

The girl looked around again and said to me, "Doctor, come with me to see a doctor at home." ”

I didn't think anything was wrong, nodded and said okay, and followed her into the courtyard again.

She found two benches, one high and one low, and asked me to sit on the low bench, and she sat high herself, took off her shoes and socks, and showed me the soles of her feet.

At that moment, I was stunned, Rao is a forensic doctor by himself, looking at this kind of footboard, I can't stand it.

I said in my heart that this is a footboard, it is clearly a sand table, right? There are mountains and ravines. Needless to say, the mountains refer to the blisters that are connected together, and the ravines are the places where the puulated flesh is rotten.

The girl was still very embarrassed and asked me if it was athlete's foot.

In fact, I don't need to examine it carefully, I already understand, to put it mildly, fungal and mold cross-infection, and because it has dragged on for too long, the infection is extremely serious.

I thought about it and asked her, "Did you have a foot injury before you had this disease?" ”

She replied yes, and told me that one night she was barefoot on the ground and stepped on a rusty nail, which got worse and worse after that. She looked for Zhao Siye, and bought some pills to eat, but it didn't work.

The words Zhao Siye and pills make me very sensitive, and I think this so-called Zhao Si must be related to our case and the Demon Heart Arhat.

I especially want to talk about Zhao Siye, but I am a doctor who sees a doctor, so it is not good to change the topic so suddenly.

I went back to my job and opened my backpack. I thought so, Jiang Shaoyan asked me to be a barefoot doctor, and I must have prepared medicine in my bag.

But I was surprised to find that Jiang Shaoyan was a pit goods, with a few books and a few newspapers that were about to be crumpled, and when they were filled, it seemed that the backpack was bulging, and there was only a tube of Daknin.

In my heart, I said that Daknin can cure athlete's foot, but it is not a panacea, and if this girl is so seriously infected, Daknin will not use it.

I lowered my head and thought about it, first took out glacial acetic acid from my breast sac, asked the girl to bring a basin of warm water, melted glacial acetic acid into it, and let her soak her feet, in order to reduce inflammation and sterilize. After that, he took out calamine and ointment to apply to her, calamine is used to relieve itching and dryness, and the ointment prevents cracked feet.

I'm also really at a loss, just wiping the two foot plates, so that all the two kinds of medicinal powder in the chest pouch are used up. Moreover, these drugs were matched one after another, and the effect of the medicine came quickly, and the girl realized it and gave me a thumbs up. I also wrote her a prescription, which is not a rare drug, and she can buy it at the pharmacy.

The girl was very happy. I felt that the time was almost up, and I lied that I was tired of walking, and asked if it was okay to smoke a cigarette in her yard and rest?

The girl said no problem. I also used Jiang Shaoyan's clichΓ© by smoking, saying that I was not in good health and had a little problem with my brain, but I could only cure beriberi, and asked the girl if she knew what other good doctors were in this town?

The girl mentioned Zhao Si again, don't look at the elixir given by Zhao Si didn't cure her athlete's foot, but she still has a high opinion of this Zhao Siye.

He also advised me to see him.

I took the opportunity to take out a very real look and said, "I'm an outsider, and I haven't lived in Foguang Town for a long time, can you tell me who this Zhao Siye is?" ”

The girl spoke enthusiastically, saying that Zhao Siye is a living immortal, with a fairy on his body, he will alchemy and exorcise evil spirits, and he lives in Sanli Street in the west of the town, if I go to find him, I must be early, because there are too many people looking for him every day, and I have to queue up when I go to normal time.

I secretly wrote down the address of Zhao Si's house, and then I felt that there was nothing to ask. Just as I was done with my cigarette, I wanted to get up and say goodbye.

But the girl wouldn't let me go, and asked me how much it cost to be treated.

I don't have any concept of this, so after thinking about it, I simply said, "Look at it." ”

The girl swooped to the house, and finally took two tickets out, and I wanted to be happy on the spot, one worth two dollars, and one worth three dollars.

The face value of two yuan, I know, it is the old version of the RMB, and the face value of three yuan, I said in my heart which country's money is this? Can't you figure it out if it's counterfeit, right?

I didn't want to take it seriously, after all, it was only a matter of three dollars, so I took the money, said goodbye and left.

I walked around for a while, but I didn't find anything new.

I looked at the time, and it was almost noon. I called it a day and hurried back.

My way back can also pass through the area that the iron donkey is responsible for, and it was very coincidental that I met the iron donkey, but I saw his situation from a distance, and I stopped in a daze.

The iron donkey was sitting on the ground with his legs crossed, wheezing and sharpening his kitchen knife, and beside him, there was a long line, at least a dozen people, each holding kitchen knives, big scissors and other things.

After I finished speaking, the iron donkey is funny, I didn't expect this town to need to sharpen scissors so much.

I don't dare to let the iron donkey find me, otherwise he won't have to call me over as a master and help him sharpen his scissors and kitchen knives?

I quickly turned around and went around the alley to "escape".

When I returned to the house and saw the thin men, I found that I was the only one who came back first, and he also told me that Jiang Shaoyan had a new order, so that I and the iron donkey would not be used as red lines, and I would change my clothes and go back to the hotel to wait for him.

I guess Jiang Shaoyan must have made some important discoveries, and as soon as I thought about it, I didn't need to call and report it in a hurry to inquire about that matter, so I just did what he said, and went back to the hotel and waited.

I changed back into my original clothes and quietly left.

The hotel has a main entrance and a small door, and the small door is close to the stairway. I'm going to go through the small door.

But when I got to the door, I saw a tricycle parked here, with a sack and a black bag on it, and a black bag with a corner peeking out, and it looked like it was full of garbage.

The cyclist was an old man, fifty or sixty years old, and I thought he was in charge of collecting the garbage at the inn, but I looked at him casually, and he was very curious, and he looked at me.

I can't say how I feel, but I think this old man's gaze is uncomfortable and cold. I ignored him, turned and walked inside.

But suddenly, something landed on my shoulder and fell to the ground.

I looked back and saw that it was a small bag, the size of a child's fist. It's light and fluttering, and it doesn't hurt to hit people. I wondered where this thing came from, and when I picked it up and smelled it, there was a faint aroma in it.

I guess it's for women, this town is backward, and many people are used to bringing this old-fashioned sachet.

I looked up and thought to myself, could it be a guest upstairs who accidentally knocked it out the window?

But there was no movement upstairs, and no one looked out the window. I looked at the old man who collected the garbage, he hadn't left, I leaned over and asked him, "Have you noticed where this sachet fell?" ”

The old man spoke hoarsely and replied, "I see, what was left from the fifth floor should have been something they didn't want, so they threw it away." ”

As soon as I calculated, the location on the fifth floor, isn't that the room of those two travelers?

I think it's funny, I think it's all big guys, why do they still like this kind of thing?

The old man who collected the garbage stretched out his hand again and said to me, "Young man, since this is garbage, if you don't need it, give it to me, and I'll just take it." ”

I said no, and gave it to him. After that, I went upstairs and went back to my room.

I don't know what's wrong, but after lying in bed for a while, I have a faint headache and a feeling of dizziness.

I thought to myself, could it be that the house is too stuffy? I opened the window to get some air, but the dizziness persisted.

I didn't take it too seriously, I waited an hour, and the iron donkey returned.

He was really tired, he came to the bedside slowly, threw himself on it, stretched out his hands to watch, and muttered, "him, why is Lao Tzu also a special policeman, he was bullied by a group of townspeople, and he sharpened kitchen knives and scissors all morning without rest!" ”

I was amused, and I leaned over and saw that his hands were red in some places, and I guess he would have to blister in two days.

His hands were originally calluses, and he could be tortured like this, so it is conceivable that what he said was true. It's not that I'm addicted to being a barefoot doctor, but I don't want him to suffer more, so I found a few pills from my breast and mixed them to apply to him, so that I can get better faster.

After that, we chatted and talked about getting down to business, and the iron donkey said that he had heard the news, and I hurriedly answered and said that I also had news.

The two of us spoke out one after another, and found that the people we found were all Zhao Siye. Now I'm even more sure that Zhao Siye has a problem.

I have a hunch that we are going to approach this Fourth Master Zhao next and find a way to find out about the Demon Heart Arhat from his mouth