Gao Sheng noticed that Tang Yu's face was strange, and he was strange in his heart, and asked, "What, do you know him?"

"No, I don't know. Tang Yu flatly denied it, "I'm a small state official, how can I get acquainted with the big people in the court?"

"That's good.

Gao Sheng no longer delved into the matter, and ordered a group of people to return to the team as soon as possible, and asked Cheng and Feng to arrest the two heads to assist the officials of the Criminal Department to investigate the missing person case of Shilipo Post Station as soon as possible.

In the next few days, the Beijing army of the Gongwei Beijing Division dispatched Jinwu and Huben to quickly block all the checkpoints and passes in the surrounding villages and towns, and closely check the passers-by. A large number of personnel from the Prefecture Government and the Criminal Department formed a joint mobile team to conduct a carpet search of the area within a radius of 100 miles, but the results were very small.

In April, it is rainy in the south of the Yangtze River.

It seemed to be a sunny day, but a spring rain said that it would float up.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier.

The search party struggled to walk in the rain.

The head hunters, Cheng Liangjia and Feng Letai, decided to temporarily stop the search and take people to take shelter from the rain in a ruined temple in the mountains. The clay sculptures of the broken temple are crooked, the spider silk is implicated, and everyone makes do with the eaves of the corridor to take refuge. Cheng Liangjia took off his coat, shook off the water droplets on it, put it aside, and couldn't stop complaining: "I'm soaked all over my body, and I can't stop on such a rainy day, alas, ......"

Feng Letai wiped the rain on the back of his face and neck, and said slowly: "Don't complain, it's useless to complain, I don't know how Lord Lin Fanghe is doing, have you found any clues?"

"God knows. ”

"To have the courage to do such a big case, it must not be an ordinary gangster?" Feng Letai leaned his waist knife against the pillar and rubbed his knees with both hands: "Have you ever thought about it, how terrible it is to let more than a hundred people, including top sword masters like Dugu Qiu, disappear silently, and not leave a little useful evidence at the scene? I even suspect that we may be facing a well-organized, well-trained, and fast-acting criminal group!"

Cheng Liangjia didn't want to believe it: "It's a bit alarmist, who dares to go against the imperial court?"

"Anything is possible until the truth is known. ”

The two were still talking, and a mountain man carrying firewood ran in at the gate of the broken temple, with big hands and feet, and was dressed in coarse cloth. He threw the firewood under the porch and ran to hide from the rain. "Ha, there are a lot of people today. The mountain people looked at the fast catchers around them who were sheltering from the rain, and their expressions were safe.

When Feng Letai heard this, he thought to himself and came over and asked, "Hey, where are you from?"

"It's Yamashita Zhuangzi. "The mountain people are quick to talk.

"What's your last name?"

"My surname is Zhang, because my family has opened a tofu factory, everyone calls me 'Tofu Lao Zhang'......"

Feng Letai smiled faintly, grabbed a handful of money from the money bag, and said, "Tofu Zhang, now let me ask you a few questions, if you can answer well, the twenty coins are yours?"

Tofu Zhang nodded: "You ask, you ask." ”

Feng Letai scratched his head and thought for a while, and said, "In the past few days, have you seen anyone else near this ruined temple?"

"Yes. ”

"When? Who are they?"

Tofu looked at it and said, "The night before yesterday, it was a group of cattle dealers. ”

"Cattle dealers?" Feng and Cheng glanced at each other, "How many of them are there?" ”

"I was carrying a big bundle of firewood, and I didn't see it. Tofu Zhang hesitated and said, "They drove dozens of cows and rested outside this ruined temple." It was getting dark, and I came back from collecting firewood, and I passed by here, and I greeted them, but these people ignored me......"

Cheng Liangjia was anxious: "And then?"

Then I went home. ”

"Did they speak?" Feng Letai also interjected.

"It's talking, but I don't understand it. ”

"Don't understand?"

Feng and Cheng felt more and more strange.

Tofu Zhang didn't know whether it was right or wrong, and hesitated, he recalled: "At that time, I was already leaving, and suddenly I heard someone behind me muttering two sentences, as if he was reluctant, and then someone reprimanded him loudly......"

"What did they say?" Feng Letai said softly, enlightening him, "Don't be afraid, think slowly?"

"The man in the back said 'shut up,' as if it was a northern accent, and I could roughly understand it. Tofu Zhang said: "The first one is the one who is gurgling......"

"Think again, think about it?"

Tofu Zhang pondered and meditated, pondered for a long time, and slapped his forehead: "Oh, I remember, the man lowered his voice and said a string, and there was a sentence 'Wadasiwa'!"

Cheng Liangjia was taken aback and asked, "Where did these people go?" ”

"Over there, in the direction of Zhangshan. Tofu Zhang pointed with his hand.

Feng Letai handed over the twenty coins to Tofu Zhang and said, "Thank you for your hard work, take it, go back and drink it." Tofu Zhang took it, tucked the money in his waist, and nodded in thanks, "It's raining lightly outside, and I should go home too." As he spoke, he walked down the stone steps, bent down to pick up the firewood, and hurried out the door.

Cheng Liangjia stroked the mustache on his lips, puzzled: "Old Feng, I don't understand, how could this Fusang person get involved?

"Peel off the cocoon, layer by layer. Feng Letai raised his eyebrows, "Don't worry, the truth will be reached in the end." ”

Cheng Liangjia nodded: "That's right! The rain has stopped, and we should be on the road." Just follow this road to Zhangshan and find the whereabouts of the crime......"

"Let's go. ”

It has been three watches in the night of singing.

In the state office, there was a lamp burning on the table, and two people were sitting opposite the lamp. Tea was on the table.

Cheng Liangjia leaned back in the chair, rubbed his temples, and let out a long breath: "I haven't found anything, Lao Feng, it seems that our clues have been broken again......"

"Not necessarily. Feng Letai thought about it and said, "I'm thinking, what is the purpose of that mysterious group of people who drove a herd of cattle and ran all the way to the barren mountains and mountains?"

"Or what are they covering......"

Feng Letai shook his head, unconvinced: "Suppose, you are the criminal in the disappearance case of Shilipo Station, after committing the crime, what do you want to do most, or what should you do?"

"Disappeared. ”

"That's right, because it's almost human instinct. Feng Letai's brows furrowed together, and he said, "But the same question involved is, how can they settle these people who have disappeared from our sight? The entire honor guard has more than a hundred people, which is not a small number. Whether it is a trap, drowning, cremation or other means, it is impossible not to leave a trace?"

Cheng Liangjia also frowned: "This is indeed an unsolvable mystery. ”

"One more thing, are you feeling abnormal?"

"Which thing?"

"Cow dung. ”

"Cow dung?"

"I have a relative who raises cattle in the countryside. Feng Letai looked at him intently and said, "Before I did the hunting, I had a very good relationship with him and often went to his place to drink. So I know that cows are ruminants, and they can eat and pull, so I don't believe you can go to the cattle farm pen and take a look, and the cow dung is like a hill......"

"I didn't understand?"

"It's very simple, we chased for twenty miles along the way, if it is really as 'Tofu Zhang' said, there were dozens of cows two days ago, then outside the broken temple and on the mountain road, there must be a lot of fresh cow dung, or traces of gnawed grass?"

"That's right, is it 'Tofu Zhang' lying?" Cheng Liangjia was puzzled.

"I don't understand. Feng Letai stared at the candle flame and muttered to himself: "'Tofu Zhang' is simple and simple, not like a liar, but if what he sees is true, why is it so contrary to common sense......? Everything seemed to be veiled, hazy and difficult to guess, and it confused me. What is hidden behind this bizarre disappearance?"