Ying Tianfu Ya Chamber.

Cheng and Feng Ertou and Lin Fanghe, the head of the Criminal Department, were in a meeting to analyze the case and study the next course of action.

Feng Letai briefly recounted the clues obtained during Zhang Shan's trip, including a special mention of the Dongying people who spoke the Japanese language, and couldn't help but smack his tongue: "Strange, strange, how could these samurai from the island country get involved in this missing case?"

"It's easy to do. Lin Fanghe straightened his waist and said: "In the past few days, it just so happened that there was a trade mission from the Oriental Kingdom to send me to discuss the tributary matters between the two countries, and I lived in the capital. Their general manager is called Funayama Fumikoshi, I heard that in Dongying, he is also a master of the 'ninja flow', about those samurai scattered in ****, it may be helpful to ask him ......"

"Then it's time to ask Lord Lin to work hard. Cheng Liangjia politely invited.

"You're welcome. ”

"Also, I have a proposal. Feng Letai stroked the case with both hands, frowned slightly, and said: "The case of Shilipo Post Station is nowhere to be found, it is too weird, and it doesn't seem to be the work of ordinary criminals? Can we change our way of thinking? Dispatching a large team of people and horses to search blindly like this is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack." ”

Cheng Liangjia wondered, waved his hand and smashed a fist on the table: "If you have an idea, you just say, Lao Feng, why are you spitting and spitting?"

Lin Fanghe also said: "Feng Zhutou has something to say, as long as it is beneficial to solve the case, there is no need to taboo." ”

"I want to visit a person whose name is 'Sea Dragon King' and he lives on Zhengyang Street in the capital. Feng Letai nodded frequently, his face was full of joy: "Don't look at this person quietly, he used to be the helmsman of the salt gang rudder in Anhui and Zhejiang, and his subordinates helped more than 10,000 people. You know that the Salt Gang has formed a huge force since the end of the Yuan Dynasty, and Zhang Shicheng, who guarded Pingjiang and fought with the emperor for the world, is not a salt lord?"

"I've heard a little bit about that. Lin Fanghe agreed.

"At the beginning of the dynasty, after several severe crackdowns, the Salt Gang reined in, but this huge organization did not die out. The so-called hundred-legged insect is dead but not stiff. They are still active in the shadows...... There are even some people in the government who are in cahoots with them in order to achieve certain interests......"

Lin Fanghe leaned his body towards the table case, and said tentatively: "Is Feng Zhutou going to take advantage of the fact that the Salt Gang has many eyes and ears to find clues to solve the case of Shilipo's disappearance?"

"Your Excellency. ”

Feng Letai smiled and nodded, and said, "That's exactly what I thought. You see, from the inland, the Yan Gangs spread over the 26 counties of the three provinces, and from the waterways, they were active in the Yangtze River Valley. Black and white, calling for wind and rain, can be described as ears and eyes, so why don't we reach out and take it for me?"

"Lao Feng, how can you guarantee that the 'Sea Dragon King' will definitely cooperate with the government?" Cheng Liangjia was a little worried.

"I'm not sure either, but it's worth a try. Feng Letai took a sip of tea and moistened his throat: "When I was on an errand in Wuhu that year, because of gang fighting, people died, and the government once detained a hall master under the 'Sea Dragon King'......

Lin Fanghe admonished: "Be careful. ”

After the meeting, several people split up. Cheng Liangjia urged the arrest to investigate the case quickly, and Lin Fanghe went to the hall of the Ministry of Rites to visit the Dongying envoy Chuanshan Wenyue. And Feng Letai took Tang Yu and Xiang Jincheng a few people, went out of the mansion, and rode straight to Zhengyang Street.

Zhengyang Street is in the south of Jingshi City, although the market is not lively, but the shops are continuous and orderly. From time to time, they could see one or two Westerners with blue eyes and red beards, or dark-skinned Westerners in fancy dress, some of whom were from Siam, some from the Netherlands, and some from England, and most of them were merchants who were engaged in the sale of goods.

Bypassing the red walls of Chaotian Palace, I turned two corners and came to the door of a large mansion.

Tang Yu stepped forward and handed over the inscription of Ying Tianfu Ya.

The doorman took it and hurried in to report.

After a while, an old man with gray hair came out of it, grabbed Feng Letai and waved his hands in front of him, and said, "No, it's the housekeeper in the house, on the order of the master, I respectfully invite Lord Catcher." ”

Feng Letai smiled: "Don't be polite, butler. ”

Everyone dismounted and entered the house with the steward. After entering the gate, he did not go to the main hall, but walked around through a moon cave door, and went up a few steps to a remote residence. Everyone was feeling strange, and the housekeeper arched his hand and said, "My master is waiting inside." ”

I didn't explain much, and went straight away.

Xiang Jincheng was dissatisfied and scolded: "This old man is also unreasonable!"

Feng Letai waved his hand, signaling that there was no need to talk nonsense, he gently pushed the door open and stepped into the room. Tang Yu then followed. As soon as the two of them entered, they only felt a bad smell of medicine coming to their nostrils!

Tang Yu tightened his nose.

At this time, I heard an old voice sigh and said, "The old man is sick and can't meet him, and I hope that Lord Catcher will forgive me?"

The two of them followed the voice and looked in, and under the uncertain light and shadow, they saw an old man lying on the bed with a withered and frosty temples, leaning on a pillow behind his back, and looking straight at him.

"Are you the 'Sea Dragon King'?" Feng Letai wondered.

"It's old age. ”

"Do you have any disease?"

"It's rheumatism, and it hurts for a few months every spring. It hurt so much that I couldn't get out of bed. The Sea Dragon King coughed a few times, and then said, "Besides, my lungs are not good......

Feng Letai sighed with emotion, he took two steps forward, sat on a green porcelain drum stool next to the bed, and asked, "Old man, do you remember me?"

The Sea Dragon King squinted his eyes and looked carefully: "You are ......"

"That year, in Wuhu—" Feng Letai laughed self-deprecatingly, "but you must not remember, I was just a catcher at that time." ”

"You are Feng ......"

"Yes, yes, it seems that your old man's memory is not bad. ”

"Do you have something to do with me?" the Sea Dragon King leaned back on his pillow, looking a little tired.

Feng Letai clasped his fists with both hands, Shi Yili said, "We have something to do, I want to ask you for help." ”

"I'm terminally ill, so how can I help you?"

Tang Yu followed and whispered, "Old man, we just want to ask you a few words......

"Is this ......?"

"If there is anything inconvenient for the elderly, we will take our leave. Feng Letai got up and thanked him: "Don't bother." ”

The Sea Dragon King wiped his lips with a silk scarf, shook his head and sighed: "The old man has been suffering from illness for many years, his temperament is depressed, and he doesn't like to talk much, if it were someone else, it would be just someone else." Since the old man is visiting, it is not too ugly, let me accompany you to say a few words?"

"Thank you. ”

Feng Letai sat down again, and told the Sea Dragon King about the case of the National Sword Fighting Competition, Dugu's defeat and Fengzhao's coming to Beijing, and the disappearance of the honor guard of Shilipo Post Station in the middle of the night, and asked: "Old man, in your opinion, who did this case?"