Chapter 690: There is nothing to be done
"What? How is this possible?"
"You can't be wrong, this is a glass replica, not the one you bought at auction."
"Where is that?"
"As expected, in the hands of Bai Lang."
The couple's faces were pale, and they couldn't say a word.
"This gem is not worth a few dollars, and it has really been exchanged for Bai Lang by stealing the sky."
"So, the consul was wronged, why did Bai Lang go to the trouble of getting a fake to put it in the luggage of the consul and his wife after stealing the real thing?"
"I haven't figured that out yet."
"Is that what you're here for?"
"No, I'll get off at the next stop and return to Dongzhou, I'll compete with Bai Lang in Dongzhou, just to give him the illusion that I've gone to another place. Don't worry, my purpose is to recover the real gem and return it to its original owner, as for this fake, can I keep it for you temporarily?"
"Of course, if it works for you."
"Thank you!" Markovsky pocketed the fake gems.
When the train arrived, the speed slowed down, and Markovsky jumped from the car with a light lightness, took a quick look around, and hid in the shadows beside the tracks. Not long after, a train to Dongzhou came, and Markovsky jumped on it and returned to Dongzhou in the middle of the night.
When he arrived in Dongzhou, he took a taxi and went straight to Du Qiang's law firm. After getting out of the car, he looked around carefully, and saw that the street in the dead of night was empty, and there was no white lang's men watching, so he quietly approached the lawyer's house.
He pulled out his notebook, wrote down the location of the lawyer's house and the surrounding houses, and measured the width and depth with his footsteps. Then he found a taxi and rushed to the location of the murdered general's mansion.
He measured the general's mansion as he had just done, and wrote it down in the pamphlet.
He looked around him again, the area was a high-end residential area, the roads were lined with lush trees, and the street lights were dim, making the quiet streets somewhat eerie.
The big iron door of the general's residence hung a sign that read "This house is for rent", and the curtains in the room were lowered, and the whole building was black.
"After the old general died, the house was deserted, if only I could go in and have a look......"
The iron gate is too high to be turned in. He took out the special key and a small flashlight, and just wanted to open the door, but was surprised to find that the iron door was open, but it was hidden and unlocked.
It saves me a lot of trouble, but it's strange, how could the door be unlocked?" Wondering, Markovsky slipped in and gently closed the iron door.
He was just about to cross the courtyard when he suddenly became alert, and it turned out that a light was shining through a window on the third floor, which indicated that there were people in the building.
Markovsky carefully observed the light, only to see that the light swept through several doors and windows, and a dark shadow reflected in the curtains, and someone had infiltrated the building one step ahead of the great detective.
Markovsky held his breath and watched closely inside the building. The light moves from the third floor to the second floor. Moved from one room to the next, lighting up in each window.
"Who is coming, what are you doing here in the middle of the night? If you dare to walk around the room not long after the murder, this person must have no good intentions. Like a cheetah smelling its prey, Markovsky crept towards the house, but when he passed under the roadside lamp, he cast a long shadow on the ground.
Just as the detective was approaching the building, the lights in the room suddenly went out, probably because the people in the room saw the figure and were about to flee.
Markovsky hurried to the door, pushed it, the door was not locked, he crept into the house, it was dark and silent, he touched the stairs, went up the steps gently, and came to the second floor, which was as quiet as death.
He swept quickly into a house, which was not too dark, and through the window the light of the street lamp outside, Markovsky looked into the courtyard, and a dark figure was hurrying through the courtyard towards the wall, and disappeared in the shade of the trees by the wall. It must have been the guy who was wandering on the second floor just now, and when he saw someone coming, he fled in a hurry.
"Hell, let him slip away!" Markovsky pulled his leg and ran downstairs, but when he came to the courtyard, there was no sign of the man. He looked around, and suddenly, with the superhuman eye he had cultivated over the years, he spotted a dark shadow lurking in the shade of a tree in the corner.
Markovsky thought to himself: "What kind of person is this, and he doesn't run away when he sees someone coming...... Oh, I probably want to see who I am, I can't let him go no matter what, he must be Bai Lang's subordinate. ”
Markovsky saw the direction and took a roundabout approach, lunging at the man from the side, with a subtle and light movement. When approaching the man, the shadow seemed to sense something, and only heard a "click".
It seems that the shadow has pulled the pistol safe.
At this moment, Markovsky flew like a tiger pounced, jumped over the bushes, and threw the black shadow down under him, not allowing the man to resist in the slightest, Markovsky pressed one of the man's arms with his legs, and the other hand was also held by him, and then Markovsky took out one hand, took out a flashlight and shone the man's face, and jokingly said: "Let me see what Bailang's men look like!" ”
It didn't matter at first glance, but Markovsky was startled, and it turned out that he had caught no one else, but his right-hand man Bunin.
"Bunin, how could it be you?\" Markovsky quickly helped him up.
"Huh? It's you, Markovsky! When Bunin saw that it was him, he was immediately deflated and full of frustration.
"What's going on, Bunin? Didn't I tell you to go to the inn and rest and wait for my news?"
"I just got here on your orders!"
"What do you say? I haven't sent you any message! ”
"That's strange, I received a letter from the sender saying that you asked him to send it to me." With that, Bunin took a piece of paper out of his pocket and gave it to Markovsky.
Markovsky hurriedly opened the piece of paper and read it with a flashlight—
Bunin:
You immediately rush to the general's mansion, there is no one in the mansion now, there is a sign for rent hanging at the door, you go to the studio in the building, measure the size of the room and record it, and then go back to the hotel and wait for me.
Markovsky
"I received your letter and hurried here, the situation is really as stated in the letter, I didn't suspect it, sneaked into the house and began to measure the size, and then found a figure coming into the building, I thought it must be Bai Lang's men, so I slipped out of the door again, hid here to observe the situation, I didn't expect it to be you."
"Alas, we have a plan for Bai Lang, just now I was proudly fighting and won the first round, but I lost inexplicably. Bai Lang must have some intention to lure you here, let's go back and take a look!" ”
The two hurriedly walked out, but the iron door could not be pushed open. It turned out that someone latched it from the outside and locked it again, and the lock was still outside, and it was useless to have a special key. They tried to hit the big iron door hard, but their shoulders were numb, the iron door still didn't move, and it was impossible to jump out.