On the same day, two hours later.

South of Xijing City, on the bank of the Yao River, Shuyin Wharf.

In the gourd-shaped bay, there is a large sand cargo ship alone.

The bottom of the ship is straight, there are three layers of upper, middle and lower, 12 zhang long, lying in the harbor at this time, like a diligent and honest beast of burden.

When the wind is good, the ship can travel fifty miles per hour.

On the riverbank, the three members of the Ao family stood silently.

Under their gaze, by the light of the moon and the few braziers, Lifu moved up and down like ants.

The amount is not too much, but the variety is very mixed.

Two or three boxes of money, more than a dozen baskets of books, and more weapons and martial arts pills of different regulations.

Half a month ago, these things began to be transported out of the city in bulk in batches.

This is also the reason why it took so long for Ao Fuwei to dispose of it after receiving the order.

They are the most valuable part of the Fubo Gang, where they came to be, and where they are now.

It's a pity that up and down the gang, from the hall master to the minions, don't know that the chief helm has become an empty nest.

After another hour and half an hour, the Riffs withdrew.

Half a quarter apart, everything is ready.

The captain of the ship hunched over to Ao Fuwei.

"Helper, it's all right, you can untie the cable and raise the sail at any time."

The latter nodded, turning to look at his daughter.

Ao Zhixian was also looking at him, looking calm.

"Wait a little longer."

Ao Zhiji persuaded.

Avwe nodded.

The waves beat rhythmically against the riverbank.

Before the time, Ao Zhixian held his head high and only looked at Jiang Yue.

After a while, she couldn't help but look outside.

Another quarter of an hour passed in this back-and-forth, and there was still no one to be seen.

Avwe raised his hand indifferently.

"I can't wait, let's go."

He took a step.

"There's no way he won't come."

Ao Zhixian's stubborn voice came from behind.

"Everyone has his own ambitions."

Ao Fuwei stopped and walked back.

"You two are just here to pay for the ceremony."

He saw his daughter clenching her fists and trembling.

"He has come to this day by relying on the gang; Without me, he's just a young master of the Su Mansion......"

Ao Zhixian's voice was also shaking, light and sharp, like a string cut into the flesh.

"Little fish, there is no Fubo Gang anymore."

Ao Zhiji sighed.

"We moved the Ti Ride, and in a few days, we will all be on the list of evils and become rats crossing the street......"

"They may not find out!"

Ao Zhixian screamed in a very low voice.

"Nope."

It was Ao Fuwei who interrupted her.

"Surely they will find out."

He turned around and said in a determined tone.

Ao Zhixian didn't dare to refute his words.

"Daddy, maybe there's something delayed."

She had no choice but to plead.

"I'm going to look for him in Su Mansion now, and for half an hour at most, he never dares to disobey me......"

Then she was slapped in the face.

The snapping sound spread far away in the silence, and even drifted to the other side of the Yao River with the wind.

Ao Zhixian's entangled face spread, and his gaze was also lost.

"You're thinking too highly of yourself."

She heard her father say.

As for the cold gaze that pressed down from above, it was not like looking at her daughter, but at the price that could be sacrificed for something greater.

Following his father and brother, Ao Zhixian got on the boat without saying a word.

The sails are raised.

The ship left shore.

Ao Zhixian stood at the stern of the boat, and by the moonlight, he glanced at Xijing City for the last time.

At this moment, she loved her fiancé like never before, so much so that she firmly believed that something was delaying the other party's footsteps tonight.

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Five days later, on the twenty-second day of the first month.

The temperature in Xijing City hovers around freezing.

Half of the snow melted away, and the rest was trampled by pedestrians, turning into a bubble of filth.

Before the first month of the new year, Aunt Liu and the others should have just left Jinhai.

However, Hong Pan and a few people rode lightly and returned first yesterday, and they were shocked to hear about Zhan Yuanzi's matter, so they hurriedly hired a few new servants for their nephew to support the shelves of Asahi Mansion first.

As in the previous days, Hong Fan went out at six o'clock (half past ten in the morning), and at the speed of walking, he was able to arrive at the Yamen of Xijing City at the time of the meal break.

Today, Jiang Lechi took the initiative to wait for him outside the door.

"Young Master Hong, I think it's almost time for you to arrive."

He said, his expression not as solemn as he had been a few days ago.

The two of them sat down at the wine shop in the alley next door and ordered a few home-cooked dishes.

Meals came up quickly.

"Jiang Zhutou, can there be any progress in the case?"

Hong Fan begins with this sentence as usual.

Jiang Lechi shook his head first, and when he saw the other party sighing, he hurriedly said, "But things may have taken a big turn." ”

"Please teach me the headcatcher!"

Hong Fan raised his eyes.

"I also learned this morning that the Duke of Qiye happened to be on an errand in Qinghuai City, more than 100 miles north of Xijing."

Jiang Lechi said in a low voice.

"Our Zhu Zhaocha was in the capital back then, and we were old friends with the Duke of Zhuye."

"The case of the Asahi Mansion is already concerned, and your ministry is urging the matter urgently, so after getting the news, Zhu Zhicha decided to personally go to ask the beheader."

Hong Fan was confused.

"Who is this Karma Killer?"

He asked, not expecting much from his heart.

Zhan Yuanzi's body has been returned, and it may be buried in a few days, and most of the crime scene in Asahi Mansion has been destroyed after the snow melts.

And in this case, there is no witness.

"He is the 'judge' of the Criminal Department, his real name is Ye Chop, although he has no real position in the Three Law Divisions, but the imperial court specially gave him the official title of Doctor Zhongxian of the Fourth Grade, and we all call him 'Chopping Gong' in our industry."

Jiang Lechi replied.

"He is in charge of the fate of the stars, and he is the same star as Gongzi, I thought you must know."

Hong Fan was stunned.

When he was in Jinhai because of the murder case in the traffic hall, he had heard that Madhyamaka had mentioned the names of several star monarchs of the Three Dharma Divisions.

"Our case, can he have a solution?"

Hong Fan's voice became urgent.

"Is there more than a way? The judge is the position of the legendary Yin Division, and ordinary people can't afford it! ”

Jiang Lechi's voice was full of admiration.

"I have been to Xijing twice, and I have seen his methods with my own eyes."

"Fatalism can interpret causes and see through the past, but it just needs a medium."

"For example, the sword of the corpse in this case, the roof beams where the assassins were hiding, the wooden pillars that were pierced, and even the courtyard ......"

"With the supernatural powers, the situation can be reproduced at that time, and the rights and wrongs are clear at a glance!"

When Hong Fan heard this, hope surged in his heart.

"With such magical powers, it is as easy as a case to solve, why didn't the head catcher say it earlier?"

He couldn't help but complain.

"It's not that I don't say it, it's that Sansi Xingjun is really difficult to invite."

Jiang Lechi smiled bitterly.

"The cases that can be handled by the public are all major cases, which need to be submitted by the state according to the prosecutor's office, and then approved and entrusted by the criminal department - some cases have to be scheduled on an annual basis."

"This time, he happens to be next to Xijing, so he is expected to be invited, otherwise I don't know how long it will take for the case of Asahi Mansion to be ranked with his number."

"I can only say that this time it was too much of a coincidence......"

Jiang Lechi said while eating.

He has quick hands and quick mouths, and quickly eats most of the braised beef.

Hong Fan was a little stunned.

The other party's sentence "It's too coincidental" just now touched him inexplicably.

But when I think about it again, I find nothing.

When he came back to his senses, he saw that the meat on the table had been finished by Jiang Lechi, leaving only some green leafy vegetables.

(End of chapter)