In the afternoon, Ruda approached the sheriff's secretary and applied for a redeployment order from him. The secretary had been approached to meet with the sheriff, who had asked him to support Ruda's work unconditionally within his means. At Ruda's request, the secretary signed a strange personnel dispatch form: "4 barmaids (currently unstaffed, provided for financial hiring); 2 beggars (ibid.); 1 Transaction Liaison (same as above); 12 inspectors (94 people, selected on the basis of merit). Ruda's application took the officers of the Sheriff's Department's Finance Section by surprise, and they asked each other how much a beggar could be hired and how much a liaison would cost. On the contrary, they all know the price of a bar hostess, these girls know all kinds of prices on various occasions, and they are very admirable for Luda to apply for four hostesses at one time, they feel that Luda is worthy of being a hero from Northern Xinjiang, and his physical fitness is excellent. After negotiation, they gave Ruda a 200 dinar of funds for his activities and a dispatch order that could be taken from the Sheriff's Office at any time for 12 inspectors.

Ruda hurried back to the office with the money and a dispatch slip. There he had a long conversation with Mullet Roe. He has a keen knack for getting a rough idea of whether a person is lying or not.

When he was in Rudaburg before, he took a professional criminal investigation course for a year, and these dogmatic textbooks often wrote an inexplicable little story, allowing the reader to find out the clues and murderers. Ruda never passed, because all the information he wanted to know was not listed in the book, and all that was listed in the book was inexplicable, or rather, Ruda himself didn't know what basis he needed to judge whether a person was lying. Ruda simply "thinks" that others are not lying.

Ruda's teacher felt that Ruda's child must be a person who made uncertain decisions in the future, and had no hope for him at all. In one of his internships, Ruda scored first from the bottom in the paper-based exam. After the exam, the most important interview was held, and Ruda's teacher organized the children of the nobility to attend an interview skills meeting hosted by outstanding graduates. At the meeting, the outstanding graduate talked eloquently, saying that he has a noble blood, a teacher of high moral character, and years of hard study have allowed him to develop all kinds of good habits, which will benefit him for life and will benefit the society. Ruda listened angrily, that bastard talked for 2 hours, only a few words about criminal investigation matters, only talked about interview skills, such as the teacher's smile and what opinions he expressed about the candidates, grasp these, you can succeed and so on. Ruda's classmates thought so, and for a while they looked up at the holy hand in the examination room with reverence, and for a while they lowered their heads and took notes.

Interview the next day. The teachers from the Paravon Criminal Investigation Academy yawned and looked at the children of the wealthy families with flattering smiles, carrying formulas, and trying to appear indifferent. When the teachers asked them about some of the classic cases in their textbooks, they answered fluently, but when the teachers used the records made by the inspectors on the spot to ask the top students what they could find, they didn't know anything.

But Ruda is not, he is the opposite. He couldn't tell any of the classic scenes in the textbooks, such as the skylight of the black room and the disappearance of the secret room. But in the actual materials in the back, he keenly said some judgments, which surprised the teacher, and most of Ruda's words were consistent with the judgments made by some prosecutors with many years of experience in handling cases. The teachers even thought he was cheating, so they asked a case that still hadn't been solved. Ruda thought for a moment and then came up with an idea, and one of the teachers left the table and went back to Parabun on the spot. That exam was supposed to admit only one criminal investigation inspector, but this time two were admitted. There is Ruda who has been admitted exceptionally. Eventually, however, Ruda's family kept him behind and prevented him from going to Parabun. When Ruda was infinitely lonely and staying at home, the teacher in Paraven wrote that under Ruda's new ideas, the case was solved. Ruda smiled wryly and slipped the letter into a drawer.

Ruda's talent has never been favored by his family, and the criminal materials he collected were burned by his father, who slapped Ruda in a fit of rage: "You will never get 500 dinars." ”

This slap hurt Ruda for the rest of his life. He did not dare to openly express his dreams after that, and it was only after the fall of his family that he picked up his talent in the name of providing for his family. When Ruda returned to his small inn home with a heavy 500 dinars for the first time, his mother had just been humiliated by the innkeeper and told them not to live here without money, and not to put on an aristocratic pretense, because everyone knew that the lord of Rudaburg was gone. Ruda immediately used the 500 dinars to buy a small house with a courtyard in front and a garden in the back, but it was not renovated. When he led his family into the house, he said, "Mother, the lord of Rudaburg is still here." This is the first territory we have regained. ”

Ruda "felt" in the chaotic but sincere exposition of the mullet roe that the mullet roe was not lying. In fact, Ruda didn't care about this mullet roe lying, even if he really came to lie to him, Ruda just didn't make progress compared to before. Ruda is never misled too far, he always keeps a hand, and once he realizes that he has been misled, he can adjust it at great speed, and then push it down and start over. Countless shrewd thieves have misled Ruda in the first place, but Ruda chased after him after a quick adjustment, and as long as the thief was targeted by Ruda, it was as if he was forever being tracked by a hunting dog, never stopping, until he was bitten. This ** Lasson-style terrifying long-distance run makes the thieves always give up fleeing at the end, too tired, and too nervous.

After Luda gave mullet roe a face-to-face lesson, he sent a capable inspector to follow him, and then sat in an office chair, rubbing his eye sockets with his head down, recalling every word and expression that mullet roe said little by little.

When it was completely dark, the two fast horses stopped in front of the tax collector's residence on Tassel Street in the Golden Rose district of Suno, and the two horses were panting, their eyes bulging out, and the sweat on their bodies was shining in the light of the fire, as if they had been rained. The two jumped off their horses, and one of them grabbed the reins of his horse and took another one from his companion. The other man went to pull up the knocker and clapped it against the wooden door. The housekeeper of the tax officer's house has been waiting in the doorman's lounge for the past few days, and when he heard the door, he hurriedly asked the middle-aged doorman to walk over with a torch. He pulled open the small plug on the lookout, opened the lookout and looked at it, then turned back and asked the middle-aged man to give him the torch, and said to him, "Go and tell your lordship, Huo. Lord Arcadio is here. ”

The middle-aged man turned around and ran away, and the housekeeper of the tax officer's house opened the door with all his might, and saluted the tax officer's brother-in-law. My grandfather nodded hastily at him. At this moment he heard a movement at the door, and another servant came from the back room, and his grandfather asked Jill who had come with him to lead the horse with him, and he himself was led by the butler through the insect-filled garden into the hall of the tax collector's house.

The tax collector wore a uniform that had not yet been taken off, and there were two columns of 28 brass buttons on it, which were dazzlingly bright. Grandfather strode forward and gave the tax collector a strong handshake. The tax collector nodded, and his wife gently saluted his grandfather. After receiving the letter a few days ago, my grandfather immediately arranged several things in the castle and set off for Suno with Jill Starry Night. These days have been tormenting my grandfather, and so has Jill, their legs hurting and their mouths are dry.

Without pleasantries, my grandfather asked the tax collector directly about my father. The tax collector took the letter and a rag embroidered with HA from his wife's hand. The rag reminded my grandfather for a moment of an old woman who had been forgotten for a long time.

When the grandfather read the letter, he felt a little uncomfortable, wondering why his son had gone to someone else when he needed him most. My father's uncle had actually thought about this as well, and he quickly thought of the stubbornness that belonged to the anger between young people and their families, and some thought that his previous words had made my father trust him.

My grandfather asked the tax collector what he could do, and said that he had brought a bill of ten thousand dinars, and if he needed money, he would have asked for it. The tax collector sternly told his grandfather that if he had to pay the money, it would be a great insult to him, and he asked his grandfather to collect the money, saying that he would take care of everything and reassure him.

In the meantime, Jill settled his horse and walked up to the hall, and after listening to the conversation for a while, he was led away by the butler to clean the room. Grandfather and the tax collector were talking all the time, about Kazak, about the sheriff, about that Ruda of Dehrim. During this time, the tax collector's wife sat silently on the side, listening quietly to their chat, and quietly looking at the lord on the other side of the mountain.

The housekeeper knew that the young master of the lord's family had been kidnapped and taken away, so he was very mentally prepared that they would talk late. He prepared a refreshing drink and brought it up, and the tax officer's wife took the initiative to take on the responsibility of refilling the drinks for the two of them. The tax collector saw that his wife's hand was always shaking as she poured a drink for Arcadio, and that the spout of that beautiful little porcelain jug was always touching Arcadio's cup. Arcadio didn't seem to pay much attention to the tax collector's wife, who could have been his wife, and he simply said over and over again, "Thank you, ma'am." ”

Late at night, my grandfather felt that while the tax collector might not care if we continued to talk, the tax collector's wife would be overwhelmed. So he was going to come back to speak to the Commissioner the next day, and after the thought flashed my grandfather to end the evening conversation with a few familiar polite words. After some confusion, the butler called Jill and led his grandfather back to his room.

The tax collector's hall was only filled with the tax collector and his wife, each with their own thoughts.

The tax collector said, "I know you love him." ”

After listening to the stonemason's report, Kazak suddenly felt a chill. He wrapped himself in his clothes, not knowing why he felt cold. The stonemason said that he had received a reply from the informant today and that everything was ready. Now all you need to do is get a few meat tickets into the crowded parts of the city.

Kazak always felt that something was wrong, he felt that there was always something wrong with the stonemasons. Stonemason's words? The behavior of a stonemason? Or is it the look of a stonemason? The reason why one of Kazak and Ruda is always at large, and the other is always able to catch thieves, is because they have a natural ability to perceive unknown information, which they cannot distinguish themselves, but can perceive it strongly. This has to do with people's talents, and it also has to do with people's acquired habits. After researching, a bachelor found that the inspectors and thieves who were always thinking about each other became more and more similar to each other, and they were almost one. The same is true of Kazak and Ruda. Just as Ruda believed the words of the mullet roe for no reason, Kazak also felt the crisis from the stonemason's words for no reason.

"What's wrong with me????" Kazak thought to himself that he wondered if something was wrong, so he went through the process and felt that it was no different than usual.

He had to ask the stonemason again: "Is that informant reliable?" ”

"That's a mass of drunken meat. It's useless to do anything else, but running errands to deliver letters has never gone wrong. The last time we took the son of Suno, the fat-headed, big-eared wheat merchant, we were looking for him. ”

"What about this time? Tell me about it again."

"He brought the letter to Suno, and then he came back, and I looked for him twice in the tavern in Ebron, and saw him drinking in it."

"This drunkard isn't going to mess things up, is he?"

"He has a good reputation and doesn't like to talk. Except for drinking, his mouth doesn't open casually. ”

At this time, one of Kazak's men came up and said that their carriage had arrived at a nearby post station, and that it would be possible to leave early tomorrow morning, and that if they wanted to take the prisoners away, it was better to bring the meat ticket with them now.

Kazak's right palm rubbed the hard stubble on his chin quickly, as if trying to get some inspiration.

He waved his hand and told his men to do just that.

The man walked out, and the six robbers were tying their legs outside, and in a moment they were already tied to their stomachs. Kazak never knew why he had such a bad feeling today. He walked out of the cave, touched the dombra on his back, and prepared to visit my father and Wright and get them ready to go.

Suddenly, he sensed a chill, and he jerked back to see the stonemasons beckoning some of his men to come over. Behind them were two blindfolded young men, but little Rhine didn't know where he had gone. Kazak saw that my father and Wright were tied, but there was a long rope in front of Wright, and Kazak looked at it and said, "Which fool left this rope?" There's too much left, just leave a rope the length of a horse between the captive and the horse, and here you're about the length of two horses, you fools! ”

The stonemason smiled and said, "My boss, there are not many. There's one more person to tie up here. ”

Kazak was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that the few people around the stonemason were not the ones he was usually familiar with who were absolutely loyal to him.

The robbers, but some of their own subordinates, Kazak tried to get rid of these people one by one more than once, but never found a suitable opportunity. The middle-aged man with a strange expression was the former second master, and he had coveted the boss throne for a long time. In one conspiracy, he and several of his henchmen deliberately stayed with the boss when they escaped from the patrol's pursuit, and when the patrol met them, they turned and retreated, leaving the former boss alone, and the former boss struggled to hold on for a while without cover, and was cut off by a cavalryman who came from behind. After the death of the former boss, he thought that he could definitely be the boss, but in order to show his own fairness, he made an agreement that "whoever gets the boss's head will get the boss's throne". The second boss took advantage of his subordinates' fear of him to unceremoniously exercise the function of the boss, and he was confident in dispatching his troops, preparing to ambush the lone patrol in the afternoon of the next day, and then naturally become the boss. But the next morning, Kazak, who was quite favored by the former boss, carried the boss's head and sat on the throne. The second master is still the second master, that accident made the second master angry, his face was even yellower, and he looked disgusting all day long. Kazak didn't like him, because he was a man of strength and ambition to challenge him, and besides, Kazak had heard of this special hobby of the second master, and he often asked some white young bandits to go to his cave for meetings. Kazak knew that there were many such cases in the army, and he was not surprised, but he still couldn't help but be disgusted with this second-in-command.

When Kazak saw the stonemason's smile, he instantly understood the source of the danger he had foreseen today. He scolded himself in his heart for being a fool. The danger did not come from the flaws that could be exposed by the mullet roe dozens of miles away, but from the undoubted ambition of the second master and the stonemason a few meters away. No wonder the stonemason helped take away his saber just now, he thought it was the stonemason's curry, and now he has no weapons.