Dreaming back to the Tang Dynasty, I was working as a detective in Chang'an

I think Fatty is a bit of a genius, how did he know that Mei Sanniang is a man? Can this fat man's eyes be x-rayed? I feel more and more that there are some dark secrets about fat people.

If Mei Sanniang is really a man, what does he have to do with the Red Lotus Sect? But I can conclude that he is not a believer of the Red Lotus Sect, because I have seen his hands, they are beautiful and there are no missing fingers.

This time we visited Happy Forest for the first time. I found that there were no other male prostitutes here, and it was a relatively normal brothel. I didn’t find anything special. So, why did Liang Qi secretly write the three words Happy Forest, and he was not killed by a member of the board of directors, so what is the connection between the person who killed him and Happy Forest?

Liang Qi would not write these three words for no reason. There must be some shady secret hidden in this happy forest. Our investigation direction is not wrong, but it is not in-depth enough. Also, the prostitutes that Lao Wang and his concubine tied up should be arriving soon, so Fatty and I prepared to visit Happy Forest for the second time.

The fat man said that he could sacrifice my appearance, but who made me look handsome and unrestrained, I actually got the favor of Mei Sanniang as soon as I came here, and asked me to talk to Mei Sanniang more and try to trick her. It seems that the Tang Dynasty was also an era where reputation was valued, but it was quite satisfying to be praised by the fat man a few times.

I touched the money in my waist that had not been spent, and I felt somewhat confident.

The next day, Fatty and I came to Happy Forest during the lantern lighting time. Because of Boss Liu’s introduction on the first day, we went in without any trouble this time. We found a relatively quiet place in the hall and sat down. We didn’t ask for a banquet, just a few side dishes. We didn’t ask for the piano player, so we asked two girls to accompany us. The shopkeeper of Happy Forest was a little unhappy and didn’t treat us. We like to ignore people, but we are thick-skinned and are not afraid of boiling water, so we are happy and comfortable.

I took advantage of the situation and planned to go up to the second floor to find Mei Sanniang. I quietly went up to the second floor, came to his room, knocked on the door, and found that he was not in the room, so I quietly went in and closed the door.

I didn't take a closer look at this room yesterday. The space inside is not large, but the furnishings are very exquisite. There is a mahogany carved high bed, a huanghuali dressing table, and a full-length bronze mirror hanging on the wall. There is a round table in the middle of the room with four square stools, all carved with Ruyi entwining branches. On the wall to the south is an ink painting. It can be seen that it was painted by a famous person. The whole house gives people a sense of elegant style, not the fragrant atmosphere of a traditional brothel.

Before I traveled through time, I always liked to visit antique markets. I have a good eye for antiques. I can tell that the things in his room are not for civilian use. The vases, tea cups, etc. are all from official kilns, and It was probably from the palace. How could the proprietress of such a small brothel use such expensive porcelain? What is her origin?

I sat in the room and was lost in thought for a while, and found that something was wrong with this room. It felt like the size was wrong. Logically speaking, the hall on the first floor was very spacious, and the second floor should also be quite large. This room felt much smaller, and I found that the windows of this house were open on the second floor corridor, but there were no windows on the sunny side.

I looked around the room and finally stopped in front of the bronze mirror. I also have bronze mirrors at home that reflect the whole body, but they always have a base and are placed on the ground. Because bronze mirrors need to be polished at intervals, otherwise the illumination will not be very clear, so they are placed on the ground to facilitate moving. However, this bronze mirror is embedded in the wall, and the illumination is not very clear. Qing, a brothel proprietress who loves beauty, how can she tolerate her own mirror being blurred? This gives people a very strange feeling.

I couldn't help but get closer to this bronze mirror. It was a bit larger than the dressing mirror I have at home. I looked carefully. Since it was embedded in the wall, I couldn't tell the thickness. Moreover, this mirror was not only It's blurry, and it's like a distorting mirror, which makes people change their shape.

Is there something fishy about this bronze dressing mirror? It doesn’t feel like it’s used to look at people. Who would put a useless full-length mirror in the house? I touched the bronze mirror with my hand and found nothing special.

I turned my attention to the dressing table next to me. The bronze mirror on the dressing table was polished and shined, and it illuminated people very clearly. This might be the mirror he often used to look at people. At this time, a small object on the dressing table successfully caught my eye. It was a small cat-shaped porcelain. It was very small, but quite cute, and the cat was actually veiled! This reminds me of the weird portrait in the mysterious Red Lotus altar, both of which are veiled, and the cat's eyes are very similar to the eyes of the person in the portrait.

I wanted to pick it up and take a closer look, but found that it couldn't be moved, as if something was sticking it to the dresser. I turned it gently with my hand and found that this thing could not rise, but it could twist. I twisted the cat's body to the right, and suddenly the bronze mirror on the wall opened a crack.

I quickly came to the bronze mirror and found that there was a small gap in the bronze mirror. I opened it gently with my hand, and a door suddenly appeared!

I was about to open the door when I suddenly heard footsteps outside. I panicked a little. I quickly reached out and pushed the door behind the bronze mirror. It was able to open. It was dark inside. I don’t know what happened. Whatever happened. Yes, let’s go in first, otherwise it will be even more troublesome if someone comes in and sees me here.

I turned around and gently pulled the bronze mirror inward. I heard a click and the bronze mirror was re-embedded into the wall. I breathed a sigh of relief. Now I wouldn't notice anyone coming in.

We detectives all carry lighters with them, just like smokers carry lighters with them. It is a habit, and this time it comes in handy.

I carefully took a look at the fire folding book and found that it was a dark attic with a small space and a large table with many bottles and jars on it. There were stairs to go down to the first floor. .

I walked down the stairs step by step. Below was a tunnel. The tunnel was very long and I didn’t know where it led. I walked slowly forward along the tunnel and found another secret door ahead.

I illuminated the secret door with a fire stick, and couldn't help but gasp. There was a scarlet lotus painted on this door! I tried to open the door and found that it couldn't be pushed open. Is there some mechanism?

Sure enough, I found a palm-sized stone on the wall next to this door, with lotus flowers carved on it, in a hexagonal shape. I tried turning it to the right as well and the door opened upwards.

I quietly walked into this door, and the scene in front of me shocked me. I swear, I really saw a ghost!