Chapter 12: The Man Who Built the House
On the first day of 20007, a chapter of lifting the ban, I wish you all a happy New Year's Day! οΌοΌ
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Wan Li came to City A with the results of the investigation of Boheng Company.
"It is very clearly written, the situation of this company when it was only a small workshop, the distance of development, the current assets, the main business and competitors, the listing situation, the eighteenth generation of the ancestors of all the people who have heads and faces in the company, and there are several Xiaomi, including Yuzhao, all in this disc."
Wanli took off his coat casually and saw Xiao Xia sitting on the side and looking at him with a smile.
"What? Looks like you're glad to see me, so my fatigue is much better! β
"Of course, if I don't see you for many days, I will miss you."
"Ah, you do have a lot more conscience than that bastard." Wan Li pouted to Ruan Zhan Nunu, who was looking at the data disc on the computer without distraction, "He knows how to use me." I, a psychiatrist who graduated from a prestigious university, and a professor who is also a guest guest, actually asked him about it. β
"It's a private investigator."
"China does not allow private detectives, although I do the work of private detectives, but China only has Bao Inquire and land protection, which one do you say I am?"
Xiao Xia laughed out loud as soon as he 'carded', looking at the dress and face of the standard yuppie of Wanli, he was speechless at all.
Nosy Parker? Land protection? He figured it out! What a picture he looks like! But as soon as she saw him, she would feel relaxed and happy, which was different from being with Ruan Zhan. When she was alone with Ruan Zhan, her heart would beat irregularly, but she would feel very safe and steady, and she would feel a little lustful for him.
"Any clues?" Wan Li watched Ruan Zhanda's speech and browsed through the documents, and was sitting there silent, asking.
"Nope."
"Not at all?"
"Not at all!"
"So my labor has been in vain these days?"
"That's not the case, your investigation has ruled out at least one possibility."
"Elimination?" Wan Li raised his voice, "I'm as tired as a dog, and I'm a thief like a mouse, it's just your elimination?!" β
"Very important method of elimination." Ruan Zhan was very angry.
"It's important, isn't it?" Wan Li stood up, "Xiao Xia, don't stop me, I'm going to beat this god stick to rule out the factor that he is not a good person at all." He rolled up his sleeves.
"You don't want to try the immobilization method, do you?" Ruan Zhan glanced at Wan Li with a smile, Wan Li blinked his eyes and didn't make the next move.
At this time, Xiao Xia hurriedly brought him a cup of tea, "Let's use your shrewd brain and help us analyze the strange things these days, we got into the horns of the bull and couldn't think of any other way out." Ruan Zhan, come on. β
Ruan Zhan nodded, and explained the ins and outs of the whole matter, as well as his own investigation and analysis, in detail.
He felt that he was standing in a dead end, and he always felt that there was something negligent, but he couldn't grasp it for a while. He was very sure that Yang Muyou was making trouble behind his back, but this was like the road drawn by Yang Muyou, he had to solve it, and it was not a good way to find Yang Muyou. Speaking of Yang Muyou, he doesn't want to startle the snake for the time being, he has a long-term plan in the pipeline.
Letting Wanli investigate Boheng Company was just confusing Yang Muyou's chess, making him think that they were solving the puzzle through normal channels, but in fact, he knew that with Yang Muyou's cunning and cautious personality, he would not come forward directly. The reason why Boheng Company stepped in must have been asked or designed by other people who had a relationship with it.
Therefore, Yang Muyou's current identity must have dealings with Boheng Company, and his background is not small. In this way, it is very possible to lock down a few 'upper-class' figures, but he can't blatantly try it out in person, I believe Yang Muyou also knows this, so he will never meet him, and of course he can't break into the homes of a few rich people.
The question that haunts him now is, this house, this ghost of unknown origin, and the Japanese!
After listening to him, Wanli asked without thinking, "You checked everything and determined that this ghost is related to this house, and the Japanese are here for this ghost, but there is no clue, right?" β
"I always felt like something was missing."
"Because you're stupid!" Wan Li took the opportunity to attack Ruan Zhan, "The problem is obvious, since all people and things are normal, why don't you check the person who built this house!" I'm mainly talking about artisans! β
Ruan Zhan was stunned for a moment.
That's right! Why didn't you think of the person who built the house?
Since there has been no accident since the house was built, and even the land is pure land, only the craftsman who built the house can touch the root of the house and change the qi of the house. Although there is nothing on the surface of this house, it still does not explain why the evil spirit suddenly appeared, but the craftsmen of the year may find something!
"yes, I didn't expect that." Ruan Zhan honestly admitted.
"For the sake of old friends, I'll teach you to be a good man, you are called a blind eye." Wan Li stretched his legs comfortably, "See, Xiaoxia, the quality of men is really divided into three, six, nine and so on." β
"What a word to wake up a dreamer!" Xiao Xia praised it, but before Wanli was complacent, another basin of cold water was splashed down, "But which smart person can tell me how to find the craftsman who built the house, is it possible that there is also a historical record here!" β
"This -- that's a problem." Wanli's smile fell, "But that's the only clue." β
The three of them fell silent for a while.
After a while, Xiao Xia suddenly remembered what Sister Wang had nagged with her, "I heard that this house was built together, the employer paid for it, and a Chinese who returned from overseas did the general design, and then it was built." I also heard that in order to make the house strong and strong, even the cement was stirred with rice juice boiled from glutinous rice. I think it must have been a big project back then, maybe it was a sensation. β
"That's right, you can check the old news here, or ask the old people who are still alive, do you remember that this matter has been circulated on the rumors." Wan Li said, "Ah Zhan, what have you found out?" β
Ruan Zhan habitually frowned, and thought back a little, "This was originally a wasteland, a place where no one took care of the small traders to do business, similar to the current farmers' market, and even the gangsters of the old society didn't come here to scrape oil. But later, a Zhejiang man saw that this was a treasure of feng shui and had commercial prospects, so he bought this piece of land at a very low price, and then built a lot of entertainment venues, attracting a large number of people, and managed small traders, he sat on the rent, and slowly developed into today's prosperous area. But at that time, he left such a place in the southeast upwind of this land for the purpose of attracting dignitaries and foreigners. Back then, the houses built here were all land bought with very low money, which was equivalent to giving away. β
"Maybe we can find a clue from him." Wan Li's brain was flexible, and he immediately followed up, "You think, he came here as a southerner, and of course some people were red to make such a fortune, so he left this land to appease the eight directions." I think the land at that time was equivalent to a gift, and this house may be the same. Where is he? β
"His surname is Li, a native of Zhejiang."
"Southerners, their brains are really flexible." Wanli praised it.
"You mean, since he gave away the house and land together, nine times out of ten it is also this piece of various bungalows that he hired someone to build!" Xiao Xia also thought about it, "At that time, there were not many Chinese designers who returned from abroad, and I think that the ruins of those entertainment venues that still exist now are also in Western style, so it is difficult to make it a person to design." β
"It's important." Ruan Zhan nodded, a little cheerful, "But although the designer has touched the house, he will not build it himself." Of course, there are various possibilities, but at the moment the most likely person to be related to this ghost is the person who did the work himself, that is, the craftsman. Now that we understand who built the house, who designed the house, and perhaps we can infer who did the work. He paced back and forth at the window, "Generally speaking, of course, such a high-end house at that time would not be built by random people, and it was impossible to find You Yong stragglersβ"
"Of course I won't look for a water cat squatting on the side of the road." Wanli interjected, "I'll always find someone who is organized, or someone of your own." β
"That's a good point. Let's first inquire about whether there was an organization similar to a large construction team in the vicinity of City A, and then find out who the designer was. Anyway, Li Fuman won't transfer people from Zhejiang. Ruan Zhan said, "It is reported that the Qinghong Gang was prevalent in City A back then, and there were many people at the bottom of the society who had to join the Qinggang in order to survive, or attached to it, so I guess they would control a certain organization, and it was probably the house built by the lower-class laborers under the Qinggang." β
"Makes sense." Wanli nodded, feeling that the dawn was just around the corner.
"I heard that the designer is from City A, and he is really a nominal disciple of the Green Gang." Xiao Xia's mind flashed to inquire about the talkative Sister Wang.
"Okay, Xiao Xia, this was also found out by you."
"No, I heard from Sister Wang." Xiao Xia patted Wan Li's shoulder, "She is from the countryside of this city, she loves to talk and listen to people, so she knows a lot of things." Because the designer was a fellow villager with her, and she was a wealthy family and a popular figure in her hometown back then, she was very proud, and she told me everything on the first day I came. β
"Who is Sister Wang?" Wanli asked again.
"Survivors of hauntings." Ruan Zhan replied as he put on his coat, "I'll check it out now." β
"What are you looking for?"
"Green Gang, Designer, Sister Wang." Ruan Zhan was concise and to the point.
"I'll go too." Xiao Xia subconsciously pulled Ruan Zhan's sleeve.
Ruan Zhan reached out to hold Xiao Xia's hand, only to feel that her hand was cold, and knowing that the situation close to the truth made her nervous. For a moment, he was reluctant to let go of her, but finally pulled her hand, "I'll go by myself first, I'll need you at the critical moment." β
Xiao Xia didn't say a word, and watched him walk out the door. Wan Li on the side keenly felt that something was happening between these two people.
Is he going to plug in a pole? The thought startled him.
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In a luxurious office, a middle-aged man is on the phone.
International calls!
"I'm looking for Mr. Matsui Ishone." He said it in Japanese.
He laughed when an old but majestic voice rang on the other end of the line.
It was the person he was looking for, and the voice was so familiar that he could hear that his personality had not changed.
"Which one?" The old man on the other end of the phone asked arrogantly.
"It's me." He suddenly switched to Chinese, he believed in his voice, and Matsui Ishine would not forget it.
Sure enough, Matsui Shigen paused for a moment, obviously hearing who he was, but still asked in the same tone, "What's the matter?" β
"It's nothing, I'm here to apologize." The middle-aged man said slowly, not smiling, but with a smile, "I didn't protect your apprentice, I lost your trust." β
"How?"
"He's dead."
"Oh." Matsui Ishone was as calm as hearing that the weather was going to rain, "How did you die?" β
"I was beaten to death by a Chinese mage named Ruan Zhan. He died a miserable death, and his physical skills and spells were all defeated. β
"Thank you for the bad news." The voice was still flat, but the middle-aged man heard the meaning, like the feeling of a dog when it was robbed of its bones.
"Also," he continued, "Kenji originally received a once-in-a-century earthbound spirit as a god, but due to the failure of the fighting method, he was eaten soul. β
"That's it?"
"That's all!"
"Thank you." There was no goodbye, and the phone was disconnected.
The middle-aged man also put down the phone and laughed.
"Will he take the bait? I think that's what he does to his apprentice! A one-armed girl snuggled into his arms.
"But he would feel offended to kill his apprentice, and he wanted the treasure, which was a good Shikikami!" Middle-aged men are confident.
It was the 'Monopoly' Zhang Qun and his 'daughter' Zhang Xue who spoke.