It seems that the strange man is talking about the notebook that Zhao Chuanxin once found.

And isn't the brain of the intelligent creature that the weirdo is talking about the stars and the moon?

He had long considered whether to give the notes to the weirdos in exchange for benefits.

It has not been put into action.

Zhao Chuanxin was afraid that "I" would be stupid, so he hurriedly wrote,

[For the time being, I won't tell the weirdos about the notes and the stars and the moon.] 】

It's not that Zhao Chuanxin cherishes himself, because they are completely two worlds, and there is no need to hide them.

If he is in his own world, if he has an AI and promises to hide it secretly, no one will tell him.

But the world doesn't matter in the diary.

It's a big deal that there's a big explosion of technology, and he won't be blown up anyway.

Just hand it over easily, then this note will inevitably seem cheap.

When they couldn't find it after all their efforts, he stood up to "turn the tide", and the effect was very good.

Humanity, that's it.

After figuring out the cause and effect, Zhao Chuanxin agreed.

[I promised the weirdos.] 】

[The weirdo is happy: Brave, you have made the right choice again.] 】

[I was rewarded with special elastic boots for horses and the creation of war, and a lock blood film, and how to use them!] 】

Now, I want to accumulate my strength and prepare for a long and dangerous journey. 】

The diary wanted to save up physical strength, and Zhao Chuanxin also took out elastic boots and lock blood film.

Since it is a reward, it is natural to do it in duplicate.

The lock-blood membrane is an injection, and Zhao Chuanxin's share was directly pushed in by him on his arm.

After pushing it down, I felt that my skin was burning.

He was startled: "Rub, it's too reckless!"

There are no side effects, right?

Luckily, it comes and goes.

Slowly, I just felt a little itchy on my body, and it didn't take long for it to return to normal.

It's too late to say anything.

It can only be said that the brains of weirdos are too powerful, and for a long time, Zhao Chuanxin has trusted this person's anti-natural IQ that even surpasses Einstein.

Look at the elastic boots again, there are four in total, horseshoe-shaped.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at Mishan with bad intentions.

Mi Shan sensed an evil aura, enveloped himself, snorted uneasily, and stared at Zhao Chuanxin in fear.

"Finally, you're in my hands!"

Zhao Chuanxin got up with a wicked smile and slowly approached Mishan.

Yoneyama began to struggle, but was tied to a rope and could not escape.

When Zhao Chuanxin got closer, Mishan began to dodge in a circle around the stake.

Zhao Chuanxin goes to the left, and it goes to the right. Zhao Chuanxin to the right, it to the left.

"Hehe, tiny horse, trying to provoke human intelligence?"

Zhao Chuanxin changed his strategy and began to circle in one direction.

Sure enough, Mishan cocooned itself, and when it circled, the rope wrapped around the stake, getting shorter and shorter......

Until, it couldn't pull anymore, and then it was taken aback.

I'm Cao, what have I done?

Zhao Chuanxin raised his hand and slapped him: "Beat you to death!"

Mishan showed weakness and quickly bowed his head.

Zhao Chuanxin patted its hooves: "Lift up!"

Unexpectedly, Mishan was quite human, and he really raised it obediently.

As soon as Zhao Chuanxin put his hand in, Mishan suddenly lowered his hooves.

Thanks to Zhao Chuanxin's hand pumping quickly, he was almost stepped on by it!

If you are trampled on with the weight of a horse, you can't break your bones and tendons?

"It's so despicable!"

Zhao Chuanxin came into contact with such a despicable creature for the first time, and he was angry and gave it a slap in the face!

This slap is a bit strong, and this time Yoneyama is really honest.

Cowardly!

It is as good as a stream, and Zhao Chuanxin let him lift his hooves

Lift the hooves.

Suddenly there was a little more weight on the hooves, even if it wasn't heavy, but it felt uncomfortable.

It's like a piece of 502 glue stuck to a person's hand, and even if the skin and flesh are torn off, they don't want it to stick.

However, elastic boots are like maggots on tarsal bones, which can be easily thrown off?

This trick is much more ruthless than slapping it twice!

After planing for almost ten minutes, Mishan finally snorted at Zhao Chuanxin pitifully.

"Teach you a lesson, let you remember it for a long time!"

Zhao Chuanxin was very relieved to see its uncomfortable appearance.

According to the weirdo, when you wake up tomorrow, the elastic boots will be firmly fixed like a hypertrophic tissue, and you will slowly get used to it.

So, it's time to teach this thing a lesson.

Remember to eat dog stuff that doesn't remember to hit!

The thought was cleared, and I was able to fall asleep.

The next day, Zhao Chuanxin's clothes were wet with dew.

He was woken up by Li Zhitao.

"Zhao Sheng, wake up, you will suffer from the wind and cold like this."

Zhao Chuanxin opened his eyes and shivered: "Hiss...... It was a little hot last night, why did it feel so cold in the morning?"

In November, in the open air, my body was wet and blown by the wind, and I slept without a quilt.

It's no wonder it's not cold.

The blowing water horse pointed to Mishan with sleepy eyes and said, "Zhao Sheng, what about the horse......

"Oh, picked it up."

Blowing water pony heart said that you should be called blowing water salary.

On Hong Kong Island, you won't be able to pick up horses.

He said excitedly, "Zhao Sheng, I have an idea! We're going to run horses and make money!"

Zhao Chuanxin was stunned, Mishan was stolen from the racetrack, you asked me to take it to horse racing?

Is the show funny?

"Alright, Hong Kong Island Idea King, you go buy breakfast, don't blow the water."

Water Blowing Pony: "......"

There was a yawn, followed by another shiver.

Zhao Chuanxin hugged his arms: "Taotao, you go wash and wash, and get me some water by the way." This basin of face wash, put the water I brush my teeth in this glass bottle, go ahead."

When they were all gone, Zhao Chuanxin took out dry clothes and changed them, and covered them with a woolen coat, which made them feel much warmer.

Looking at the poor Baba, who seemed to be convinced, Zhao Chuanxin filled it with grass again.

Not to mention the horses of other people, he also carried the fodder.

"When you're done, I'll take you to drink water."

Not long after, Li Zhitao and the others came back.

After Zhao Chuanxin finished washing, he devoured the hot buns brought back by the blowing water horse.

The hot buns went down the stomach, the warmth swelled up, and finally it was not so cold.

After drinking the seafood porridge, Zhao Chuanxin went over to untie the reins for Mishan.

Turning over the horse, pinching the horse's belly, Mishan kicked and walked up. br>

"Zhao Sheng, wait for us ......"

The reason for the strong undulation of Mishan's ridge is that the elasticity under the soles of his feet increases, and each step is a long step.

After just a few steps, it was very uncomfortable.

But immediately, it noticed that its speed and bounce had increased dramatically.

Every step is easy and freehand, and the speed is unconsciously raised.

Moreover, the horse's hooves stepped on the ground, silently, as if they were equipped with rubber pads.

This caused the five people who followed behind them to run and jog tightly, and when they reached the public faucet, they were already tired and out of breath.

As soon as I finished breakfast, I digested half of it, and I don't know if I have a sagging stomach.

After Mishan drank enough water, Zhao Chuanxin turned around and said, "Toad, when you go to the charity association, you must keep a low profile, and you will be the liaison in the future."

Peach, you wait for news from Toad Boy at the houseboat."

Li Zhitao was somewhat reluctant.

But I didn't dare to refute it.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't care what they thought, and galloped out.

The Hong Kong Island Police began in 1841 with William Kin as Chief Magistrate, at a time when only a few dozen British veterans were serving as police officers. In 1844, the Hong Kong Island was formally established as a police department, separating the judicial and police functions, and the real police department was established.

Li Ziyu is now a member of the Hong Kong Island Police Station, and has made remarkable achievements in handling many cases.

He studied in England.

Of course, his study abroad is a nice statement, and the realistic point is to audit.

He secretly audited the Defence Affairs Section of the Royal Military College at Thornhurst for two years.

Li Ziyu is very interesting, because his Asian face is not convenient for eavesdropping on the class, he taught himself to make up, sticks a golden beard every day, paints his eyebrows and eyes, and makes himself look like an Englishman and gets by.

He speaks fluently in London, which is why he likes his boss.

Li Ziyu was frowning at a document at this time, and after looking at it for a while, he turned his head and asked his assistant: "Let you go to find the information on the theft case of the major foreign banks in the mainland, haven't you finished it yet?"

The assistant had a sad face: "Detective Li, it's inconvenient to go to the mainland, contact the relevant personnel over there, and there is too little to say in the telegram."

Li Ziyu's tone was flat and calm: "When I first gave you this job, I didn't say that it would be easy. Find a way, even if you go to the mainland yourself."

The assistant continued to vomit bitterness: "However, the higher authorities will not allocate funds for the investigation. After all, it wasn't the banks on Hong Kong Island that were stolen."

"Do you think I'm investigating a bank theft?" Li Ziyu put down the information and straightened his back: "What I want to investigate is Zhao Chuanxin. I suspect that the bandit who injured the British police with a gun is Zhao Chuanxin.

Even, I suspect that those bank thefts were done by Zhao Chuanxin!"

The assistant was surprised: "What? Zhao Chuanxin? Detective Li, if it's really Zhao Chuanxin, we can't provoke him. This man was lawless and was called a Far Eastern outlaw by the locals in the United States! If it's him, we might as well sneak the water......

"Shut up!" Li Ziyu's face was full of displeasure: "If I am afraid of death, will I still be a policeman?"

His life was at stake, and the assistant felt wronged, he was really afraid of Zhao Chuanxin.

He asked unconvinced, "Then how do you know that these things are all related to Zhao Chuanxin?"

"In the forensic science I studied, I paid attention to trace research and forensic science. Here's how I handle the case.

I went to the United States once.

Many people know that Zhao Chuanxin is rampant and brutal and violent in the United States. But most people don't know that banks have been robbed or burglarized along his route.

I inspected the site and found that the door locks of the bank vault all have one thing in common - neat cuts. Another common denominator is that bandits are usually swept away, and it can be said that there is no grass.

Because the banks in the western United States are small and small, and because the western part of the country itself is rife with all kinds of brutal violence, the matter has not been taken seriously.

Some time ago, several banks in Kobe, Japan, were stolen, and they were also neatly cut, and they didn't even leave a silver bar the size of a fingernail.

Millions of silver dollars, that's not something that one person can move.

This is completely in line with the characteristics of the clues I read in the newspaper about the theft of foreign banks in China.

That's why I have a bold inference that these may have been done by one person.

And this person is Zhao Chuanxin!"

The assistant was dumbfounded.

In fact, just like the writer Conan Doyle's Sherlock Holmes, he summed up a lot of things in Sherlock Holmes, but this is not the case.

In the current British crime, many scientific methods were originally used, such as shoes, tire marks, fingerprints, ballistics and writing analysis, etc., and the deductive method was by no means original to Conan Doyle.

But where does the assistant know this, he only thinks that Li Ziyu is really a god!

Just from a little clue, it was inferred that Zhao Chuanxin was the culprit.

Awesome my brother.

But he also had a doubt: "Then how do you deduce?

Zhao Chuanxin is a bandit who injured the British police?"

Li Ziyu picked up the water cup, took a sip of tea, and handed a journal in his hand to his assistant: "Look at this."

The assistant picked up the periodical, which read: "Lugang Town Journal".

On the cover of the periodical, there is a female mounted policeman on horseback and a gun.

The female mounted police officer is very beautiful, her police uniform is well-fitting and heroic, and the style is novel. Wearing a baseball cap with a ponytail hanging naturally at the back. She carried a Mosin Nagant rifle and a revolver pinned to her waist.

At the same time, it was equipped with a cavalry knife.

This woman, the assistant simply didn't know how to describe it.

The vocabulary is too scarce!

If Zhao Chuanxin was to tell him: Sa!

I also want to look at the cover twice, because there is no pictorial in China now, and this kind of photo and hand-painted cover is the first example. Especially, the photo of this woman is so attractive!

If it weren't for the "Lugang Town Journal", the appearance of this form of pictorial would have been delayed for many years, and it would have been called "Liangyou Pictorial" at that time.

I wanted to see it again, but the assistant held back and turned the first page.

He exclaimed, "This kind of paper, the quality is so good! There are even photos?"

I don't know how, but the first page is the entire printed photo, including the inside of the cover page, plus the first page, which is full of a whole photo.

That's fresh.

This is an overlook map, a silhouette of the most prosperous area of Lugang Town, with a peculiar but comfortable angle.

Three big characters are written on it, Lugang Town.

There is also a small description next to it: (When I woke up every morning, I watched the streets repeat the same scene over and over again in front of the white floor-to-ceiling windows—elementary school students carrying large school bags to school, dogs barking in front of department stores, and horse-drawn carts carrying vegetables running over the stone roads...... I'm happy because it's called tranquility.

I think that the wealth, tranquility, and avant-garde of Lugang Town should not be unique, and I should share it with you. - Zhao Chuanxin. ）

The assistant read it for a long time, and it was clear that he was not a young man, but he liked this journal a little.

Is this 10,000 times better than a newspaper? Definitely worth collecting!

But he still asked curiously, "Inspector Li, this is nothing, right? Although the journal is surprisingly good, I don't see anything suspicious."

Li Ziyu took another sip of tea, smiled and said, "Keep watching."

Continue to turn the page, the second page, still the photo.

A plump and charming woman, wearing a dress, her bumpy figure is undoubtedly revealed.

Hiss......

In the current atmosphere, all women with some status and family resources are eager to wrap up their heads. Even if you have a good figure, you must be covered by the large sleeves of the wide-sleeved robe that looks bloated.

That's right, it's deliberate.

Don't let anyone else see it!

The assistant looked at Miao Cuihua's ordinary photo in a dress, which was much more shocking than Zhao Chuanxin's photos of bikini beauties in later generations.

Wow......

The assistant had a nosebleed.

And Li Ziyu, who was there with the old god, couldn't help but be stunned when he saw this.

Let you look for clues inside, why do you have a nosebleed?

He has been to England and traveled to the United States.

Britain, an old European empire, is not so open.

But the United States is different, especially on the eastern coastline, where women in bathing suits and basking in the sun abound by the pools of private villas.

When Li Ziyu read this journal, he was far less fuss than his assistant.

But he was also curious, how could such a civilized atmosphere be achieved in the poor and remote areas far away from the country?

The assistant embarrassedly took out a handkerchief, blocked his nose, and took it down to see how much he was bleeding, then folded it in half and then went back, and continued to flip through the journal with one hand.

Since it is the first issue, most of the content is to introduce the clothing, food, housing and transportation of Lugang Town.

Liu Jiahui's heroic photo of the mounted police, Miao Cuihua is slightly on her head shopping in a department store

There is a photo of Zhao Zhongyi wearing a white shirt with an armband on Lugang Town......

In addition to people, there are also small squares with flying birds in Lugang Town, bustling stone roads and streets, schools and other places.

The spiritual outlook of Lugang Town is all in these photos.

Li Ziyu saw that the assistant had turned over almost halfway, and it could be seen from his expression that this product did not find any clues at all, and was completely immersed in the content of this "Lugang Town Journal".

This made Li Ziyu think in his heart, is it time to change an assistant?

Unable to help coughing, he asked, "Do you see anything?"

Suddenly interrupted, the assistant looked up: "Huh? What?"

The little eyes are very confused.

This made Li Ziyu sigh: "Let me ask you, do you see something?"

"Ah, I can see it, I can see it." The assistant reacted and hurriedly answered. "The atmosphere in Lugang Town is very civilized, and it is directly chasing the great powers. The people of Lugang Town are affluent, and there are department stores where you can shop. Lugang Town has done a good job in education, and there is also a library. The women in Lugang Town are so beautiful, and the cover and the second page are especially beautiful......

After all, Li Ziyu didn't hold back, and slapped the table with a "bang": "I'll let you find clues, what are you looking at?"

The assistant bowed his head in shame.

Li Ziyu walked over and pointed at the clothes of the people in Lugang Town in the black and white photos of the periodical: "See this hoodie?"

Hurriedly nodded, and the assistant replied, "I saw it, it looks very good, but unfortunately we don't sell it here."

"......" Li Ziyu was smirked at by him: "Do you remember how the injured British policeman described the bandit when he recorded the confession?"

This one, the assistant finally understood what Li Ziyu wanted him to see.

"Yes, yes, that's the hoodie in this hoodie, not the coat!" After the assistant finished speaking, he remembered something, and asked again, "Detective Li, where did you get this "Lugang Town Journal"?"

He wanted to say that he wanted to buy a copy himself.

But looking at Li Ziyu's face, he didn't dare to say it.