In the picture, at night, through the lanterns under the eaves that have not yet been extinguished, you can see snowflakes falling down, and a layer of white is everywhere.

Captain Yang patrolled to stand near the treasury where the gold and silver were stored, and as if sensing something, he turned around suddenly, and the glittering knife swept through his neck, and blood splattered, blurring the whole picture.

"Girl, eat some mutton." Xiaolian saw that Xin Yu's fast son pressed on the winter melon for a long time, and put the boiled mutton slices into her bowl.

Xin Yu put down the fast child and smiled at Xiaolian: "It's already full, you eat more." The afterglow quietly fell on Captain Yang.

Captain Yang ate for a while and joined the chat.

"Captain Yang, our new book is selling so well, you guys have to worry a lot about guarding here."

"Don't worry, shopkeeper, our guards are divided into three shifts to patrol day and night, and I will also check and supervise from time to time to see if anyone is lazy."

Steward Zhao also smiled: "Why are you more and more worried about the shopkeeper, we now have more than 100 guards."

Shopkeeper Hu glanced at Steward Zhao, and said in his heart If you know that the owner brought back a silver mountain not long ago, you will know why I am so worried.

After a meal, the night gets darker.

The others dispersed one after another, and Xin Yu left the shopkeeper Hu and Liu Zhou behind.

The things in the picture are not too far away, so you have to deal with them in advance.

didn't leave Captain Yang, it wasn't that Xin Yu couldn't trust him, but that Captain Yang's words at the dinner table made her change her mind.

Captain Yang said that he would quietly check the patrol team from time to time, which also solved the confusion as to why he was the only one in the picture.

Since it was from time to time, Xin Yu didn't want to disturb Captain Yang because of what she said, knowing that variables are more difficult to deal with than known.

Glancing at Shopkeeper Hu and Liu Zhou, who were in a good mood but could not hide their tiredness, Xin Yu said apologetically: "I should have let you go to rest earlier, but there is an important matter that I have to discuss with you."

"You say, boss."

Shopkeeper Hu and Liu Zhou knew that it was not a trivial matter when they heard it, and their expressions became serious.

"I'll look at the face, the shopkeeper remembers."

Shopkeeper Hu and Liu Zhou nodded in unison.

How can you forget this!

"I look at Captain Yang, and I will soon be worried about my life."

"What?" Shopkeeper Hu widened his eyes.

Liu Zhou's expression was richer than that of Shopkeeper Hu, in addition to the shock and worry about Captain Yang's life, he also had curiosity about Xinyu's physiognomy.

As for the drowsiness that occurs after a hard day's work and full of food and drink, it has long flown away with Xin Yu's words.

"Captain Yang's accident should be related to seeking money." Xin Yu continued.

Captain Yang is just an ordinary person with good skills, and the place where he happened was near the treasury where the gold and silver were kept, and common sense speculated that it was not likely that there was a personal grudge, but he came for money.

The purpose of those people is to rob money.

There is a precedent for Li Li, a printing apprentice, to set fire to him with the intention of harming him, and the shopkeeper Hu is convinced of Xin Yu's words: "It must be because I saw that our bookstore was doing a prosperous business, which provoked Xiao Xiaoxiao's covetousness!"

Xin Yu raised her hand and rubbed her eyebrows, although she had seen the bloody picture too many times, she still felt uncomfortable.

"Maybe it's not just because the bookstore is doing well, but also because of the gold and silver I moved from Shaoqing's Mansion."

Shopkeeper Hu's face changed: "You mean...... There's a ghost!"

The guards who went to carry the boxes that day were carefully selected, and they were said to be reliable, but when you think about the mountains of silver, you can't pack tickets.

Wealth is moving, and there are people who kill their fathers and mothers for money, not to mention this.

"Later, the guards who were in charge of moving the boxes to the storeroom, I remember that there were four people, and the shopkeeper sorted out their specific information for me."

"What about the guards who went to Shaoqing's Mansion that day?" Shopkeeper Hu asked.

"Focus on these four, others as well."

Time is tight, and Xinyu can only start with people with higher possibilities.

"Don't tell Captain Yang about this matter first, lest he show his clues and startle the snake."

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The shopkeeper and Liu Zhou nodded solemnly.

After returning to the East Courtyard to wash up, Xiaolian revealed her worries: "Girl, if Captain Yang was injured because of robbery, then there must be a lot of gangsters, right?"

There are a lot of guards in their bookstore, and it is impossible to rob money alone.

Xin Yu couldn't give an affirmative answer.

It happened too quickly, and it was night again, and the picture disappeared after Captain Yang was killed, and he didn't know what was going on behind it.

In Xin Yu's opinion, it is better to say that there are gangsters who come to rob money, but what I am afraid of is that there are guards who should cooperate with the outside.

The more than 100 guards were divided into three teams, each with more than 30 people, each responsible for four hours. If half of the team at that time was a thief, she would have been passive even if she had been prepared.

The only thing that is certain is that it snowed that night, or it was heavy snow.

Xin Yu deduced that this should be the first heavy snow since the beginning of winter, and it had just fallen, otherwise there should be snow on the side of the roof road, rather than a shallow layer of white.

Worried that there are internal ghosts, everything arranged in advance may startle the snake, Xin Yu thought about it and decided to ask He Qingxiao to borrow someone.

Early the next morning, Xin Yu sent a stone to deliver a letter, asking He Qingxiao to go to the bookstore to talk about it.

He Qingxiao came directly with the stone, and met Xin Yu's puzzled eyes, and explained, "After entering Layue, there are fewer things in the yamen."

The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and all kinds of sacrificial celebrations are continuous, and they have become more tolerant from top to bottom, and there are naturally fewer things to do in Beizhen Fusi, who is famous for arresting Zhaojiao.

"Master He, come with me to the East Courtyard to talk, Mr. Songling's new book has just been launched, and there will be more people who will come to buy books later."

Hearing Xin Yu say this, He Qingxiao understood that the matter was not small.

The two entered the flower hall of the East Courtyard together, and Xiaolian silently retreated after serving tea.

"Miss Kou looking for me, what's the matter?"

"I'd like to borrow some from Lord He."

"Borrow?" He Qingxiao's expression became serious.

Miss Kou asked him to borrow someone, obviously not to help the bookstore sell books.

Xin Yu held the teacup in both hands and grabbed warmth: "I suspect that someone is trying to rob the bookstore, but I am not sure if there is a ghost inside, so I have to borrow it from Lord He for the sake of safety."

"How many people does Miss Kou need? When to use it?" He Qingxiao listened to Xin Yu's words, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"If it's convenient, it's best to have thirty people, and if you can't spare so many people, a dozen people are fine. It's in the evening, and I'm still investigating......

"Okay, I'll wait for Miss Kou to inform you."

Xin Yu thanked him and stayed to eat at night.

"No, I'll go back to the yamen to make arrangements."

"Then when this trouble is solved, thank you again, Lord He."

He Qingxiao returned to the yamen and called Yan Chao, the deputy Qianhu: "Pick fifty reliable ones and wait for the arrangement."

Jin Linwei often has some secret missions that can't leak the news in advance, Yan Chao didn't ask too much, and took the order.

On the third day of the sale of "Journey to the West" at Qingsong Bookstore, the passenger flow was still unabated, and the shopkeeper Hu and others were so busy that their feet did not touch the ground.

Until evening, the snow fell.