The Plow

"Have you heard of the Azure Dragon Society?"

Facing Yue Dingtang's question, Ling Shu was confused for a moment.

"What is the relationship between the Azure Dragon Society you mentioned and the Black Dragon Society in Japan?"

Yue Dingtang: "...There is no relationship at all. The only relationship may be that they all have a dragon character."

Ling Shu laughed: "Then I haven't heard of it, so go ahead."

Yue Dingtang: "It is rumored that there are seven general altars under Yiguan Taoist sect, which are located in Beijing, Shanghai, Tianjin, Nanjing and other places, named after the four spirits and three talents. Among them, the one in Shanghai is called Qinglonghui. But this Qinglonghui, like Lu Zude and Yang Chun Whether it has anything to do with the mentioned Qinglong, I don't know."

Ling Shu was taken aback.

He didn't expect Yue Dingtang to mention Yiguandao.

This is a well-known organization nowadays.

He is so famous that there is almost no one he doesn't know.

The government calls it evil, and always sends people to suppress it regularly, but the suppression is endless, and the ashes are revived.

Yiguandao claims to be gentle with the leaders of Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism and Buddhism, and even brought in Jesus Christ, claiming that he has several gods possessed, vigorously propagating the theory of doomsday, and can protect the world from surviving in the doomsday.

It happened that Japan was covetous, with great powers outside and warlords inside, ordinary citizens in Beijing, Shanghai and other big cities could live in peace and contentment, but in the vast land outside the big cities, many people lost their land and wandered. The situation is precarious, and there have been years of floods along the Yellow River and the Yangtze River, and the inland areas with little rain are often dry.

Since the year before last, natural disasters and plagues in most parts of China have never stopped. The year before last was plague in Guangdong, Fujian and other places, cholera in Zhejiang, Shandong and other places, smallpox in Hubei and Tianjin, and malaria caused by floods in the lower reaches of the Yangtze River the year before last. The number of deaths caused by the plague ranges from a few thousand to tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands, every year.

Families with small savings went bankrupt in order to cure diseases, and those who were already poor had no medicine to heal and could only wait for death in despair. Part of the remuneration Ling Shu received from He Youan at that time was used for the typhoid epidemic last year. , those suburban poor who contract the disease, but these can only be a drop in the bucket.

In desperation, Yiguandao's illusory and eternal life rhetoric naturally has a wider and wider audience, and its power has grown rapidly. It is said that it has grown from bottom to top, and even some high-ranking officials are believers in Yiguandao.

Ling Shu patted his forehead.

"When you say that, I think of a case I once handled at the Jiangwan District Police Station. Once we caught a trafficker who traded people. Later, we found out that he had some connections with Yiguandao. There are a few life lawsuits, and Pai Huazi said that he is just a small guy in Yiguandao who can't get on the table, and he can't be regarded as a serious person at all, and those big people are all ignorant."

Yue Dingtang nodded: "Yiguandao relies on all kinds of ways to survive. Gambling halls and brothels are no problem. Human trafficking is naturally one of the channels. I even suspect that they have some connection with Lu Tongcang and Lu Zude's Spring Mountain Club."

Ling Shu: "But Miss Feng San is back, if she was trafficked, it doesn't make sense."

Feng Zhenzhu couldn't ask for the time being, Yang Chunhe was missing, and only Lu Zude could help them solve this doubt.

"Go, go to the patrol room!"

But Ling Shu and Yue Dingtang didn't expect that they went one step too late.

Lu Zude died.

"The time was around [-]:[-] p.m. We heard the howling of the prisoners in the cell next to Lu Zude's. We wanted to go over and make people quiet, but we saw a pool of blood flowing out of Lu Zude's cell."

The patrol hurried over to have a look, only to find that Lu Zude's neck was actually separated by a broken bowl of porcelain, and his body was almost soaked in blood, and he was naturally helpless.

This person was specifically told by his superiors that he could not die. Once he died, the entire patrol room boiled, and everyone’s heads grew big. The chaos continued until Ling Shu and the others arrived. Stormy.

Ling Shu calculated the time, and it was [-]:[-], that is, before they arrived at Feng's house, but who would have expected that Lu Zude would commit suicide at that time?

"Are you sure you committed suicide?" Yue Dingtang asked.

"When we found out that the cell door was locked, he was the only one inside. The murder weapon fell beside him, and it was covered in blood. There was nothing else but suicide. What is strange to us is that last time, in order to prevent him from harming himself, he was obviously killed every time. He kept an eye on it while delivering the meals, not letting him break things, even if they were broken, some people would take back the pieces one by one, and the one in his hand was hidden when it was hidden, and no one noticed."

Ling Shu and Yue Dingtang looked at each other.

"We want to go to the morgue, is it convenient?"

Lu Zude's death was very tragic.

The wound on the neck was bloody and bloody, and it was almost unbearable to let people take a second look.

His eyes turned white and half closed, and his figure and appearance were different from ordinary people, which made him look a little scary.

Ling Shu walked around the corpse without blinking, and lowered his head to examine his wound carefully.

"Do you feel that our action intentions are captured by a pair of invisible eyes?"

They wanted to find Yang Chunhe, but Yang Chunhe disappeared.

Feng Zhenzhu came back with great difficulty, but the people only let them have a look at them from a distance, and they didn't even have a chance to talk.

They wanted to find a breakthrough in Lu Zude again, and Lu Zude died.

Could it be that Feng Zhenzhu will die in a few days?

Ling Shu quickly shook his head, shaking this terrible thought out of his mind.

Yue Dingtang was silent.

He didn't know how to do an autopsy, so he focused more on Lu Zude's death.

"There are many people who want Lu Zude to die. He knows the secrets of many people, and many people want to take the secrets out of his mouth. It is a seesaw game in itself that he can live until now."

The implication is that his death may not be related to Miss Feng San's disappearance.

Ling Shu scratched his hair, a little irritable.

"In this way, the clue is broken again."

"Don't worry, the truth will never be covered up for too long. All the efforts will be in vain. In this world, the evil may not be able to prevail over the good, but the night cannot occupy the sky and the earth for a long time. Sooner or later, it will give way to the light."

Yue Dingtang dragged him out, not wanting him to stay beside the corpse.

"Feng Zhenzhu can't avoid seeing her forever. Feng's family can not entertain us, but they can't not entertain Xiao Yue."

Ling Shu: "You mean to ask Xiao Yue to ask Feng Zhenzhu?"

Yue Dingtang hummed: "It's always more convenient for women to talk to women than for us to ask directly. Feng Zhenzhu is wary of us, but she must be much more relaxed towards Xiao Yue."

After tossing and tossing for most of the night, Ling Shu simply didn't go back to his home, and went directly to Yue Dingtang to deal with it.

The next day the two went to visit Feng's house, but they did not see Feng Zhenzhu, not even Mr. Feng.

The steward of the Feng family said that Miss Feng San was out of her mind and in a very bad state of mind. Not to mention seeing guests, she even spoke much less to her family than before.

The two of Ling Yue were not surprised either, they didn't plan to stay for a long time, they said goodbye and left after a few words of pleasantries.

Yue Dingtang found Xiao Yue and asked her to go to Feng's house more during this period of time. No matter how she saw Feng Zhenzhu, she was concerned, and mainly asked her to understand what happened to her during the few days she disappeared.

Xiao Yue naturally readily agreed.

For a week after the incident, all was uneventful.

Xiao Yue went to Feng's house three times, and finally saw Feng Zhenzhu on the third time.

Wu Wu is also with Feng Zhenzhu.

The three had afternoon tea together.

"Pearl, did you not sleep well last night?"

Xiao Yue stretched out her hand to pull her, and just as her fingers touched her, Feng Zhenzhu suddenly retracted as if frightened, and Xiao Yue was also stunned by the reaction.

This was a small gesture that they used to do between the two of them, but Feng Zhenzhu also liked to put his hand under Xiao Yue's armpit to tickle it.

But now, she has become very resistant to being touched by others.

"Don't mind, she may have been frightened outside." Wu Wu explained beside her.

"It's okay," Xiao Yue became more and more worried. Although she was entrusted by Yue Dingtang, she really cared for her friend. "Pearl, we are all worried about you. Where have you been these past few days? Did you meet a bad person, or were you trapped somewhere? Can you tell me?"

Feng Zhenzhu didn't seem to hear her words, she was ecstatically looking at the dew on the roses outside the window, her eyes never blinking, the moment was eternal.

Xiao Yue called out several more times before Feng Zhenzhu came back to her senses.

She slowly rolled her eyes, but she didn't look at Xiao Yue, but stopped on the white porcelain cup in front of her.

"What did you say?"

Xiao Yue was helpless, and it was not easy to ask further questions after seeing the situation.

"I mean, since you escaped safely, come back and have a good rest, don't think about those dangerous and terrible things anymore, we will be with you."

She naturally wants to hold the hand of a friend, hoping to give her warmth and encouragement.

Feng Zhenzhu avoided it again, as if Xiao Yue had some kind of virus on her body.

Xiao Yue was a little embarrassed, but couldn't help thinking about what happened to Feng Zhenzhu these days, her whole temperament changed drastically, and she was so frightened.Xiao Yue can almost vaguely guess all the possible situations that a young and beautiful girl will face when she falls into the devil's den, but she doesn't want to think about it.

At this moment, she knew that she could not ask any more questions, even if she asked, Feng Zhenzhu would not answer.

"Don't be afraid."

Wu Wu reached out to embrace Feng Zhenzhu.

The latter sat on a spring and vibrated for a moment, visibly froze to the naked eye, and finally did not break free.

Does this mean that she trusts Wu Wu far more than she trusts herself?

Xiao Yue thought to herself that she and Feng Zhuzhu had known each other since she was a child, so she couldn't help being jealous at this time.

"Miss Xiao, why don't you stay for dinner tonight, and you can also talk to Pearl more." Wu Wu invited.

"No," Xiao Yue decided to get up and leave, "Pearl needs you most now, and please accompany her well. But now that something like this has happened, your wedding date..."

Wu Wu: "The wedding date remains the same. No matter what happens to Pearl or what she becomes, she will always be my Pearl."

Xiao Yue nodded secretly, rejoicing that her friend would be blessed if he survived a catastrophe.

……

"Probably so."

Sitting in the office of the Municipal Bureau, Xiao Yueru described Ling Yue to the two.

"I'm sorry that I didn't ask the answer you want to know, but at that time, I couldn't ask any more. Maybe the pearl will recover slowly after a while. I'll ask again at that time."

"It's okay, you've done a good job." Yue Dingtang nodded in affirmation.

Xiao Yue sighed: "Fortunately, she still has Wu Wu by her side, otherwise I really don't know what to do."

The words were still in my ears, and two days later, Yue Dingtang encountered a strange thing.