The Plow

Where did this invitation come from?

Nobody knows the answer.

Shen Renjie ran to the window to check, and there was no one outside, but there were a lot of potted plants piled up under the window sill, and the window sill was relatively high. possible.

"These potted plants are all in good condition, and there are no traces of being trampled on. They probably didn't come in through the window."

The Yang family and his wife also got the news and hurried over.

Looking at the bright red invitation card, both of them turned pale.

Ling Shu knew what they were thinking.

"Don't worry, there is no signature or signature on it, and it is not ruled out that someone is playing a prank, even if it is intentional, this is actually good news."

The man from the Yang family collected himself, and hurriedly asked: "How do you say it?"

Ling Shu: "If something unexpected happens to Yang Chunhe, there will be no use value, and this invitation will not appear again. But since there is this invitation now, it means that the other party may have some back-up conspiracy. It's likely to be all right."

This is not much consolation, the other couple became even more worried after hearing this, but they could only smile wryly.

They are ordinary players, never thought that they would be involved in such a vortex, their daughter is their heart and soul, but in front of those dignitaries, whether it is the excellent Yang Chunhe, or the Yang family who is a little rich and safe. Well, they are all vulnerable like boneless flesh. The Yang family couple can't imagine what kind of torture and inhuman treatment their daughter has encountered in a place where they can't see.

Ling Shu didn't dare to imagine, so he could only comfort them like this.

"Then, where is the Qinglong Villa mentioned in this invitation? Shall we go?" The Yang couple looked at each other, flustered.

"You don't need to go, because the invitation was not sent to you." Yue Dingtang said.

The man from the Yang family didn't know why.

Ling Shu understood what Yue Dingtang meant.

The Yang family couple didn't understand anything, so the other party was naturally targeting them.

Because they are investigating this case now, focusing on Yang Chunhe's disappearance, which has already been involved, and because last time they also tracked down Wu Wu's foothold in Changsantangzi, if there is a gang or organization behind Wu Wu , the other party must have noticed and stared at them.

This is a Hongmen banquet.

It was more like a bright bait, placed in front of Ling Shu and Yue Dingtang, asking them if they would go.

Going there, it is possible to find Yang Chunhe and find the answer to all this, or he may be buried in it.

But even if they don't go, the other party may not let them go.

"Let's go."

After coaxing the Yang family couple away, Ling Shu took the invitation and looked left and right.

Shen Renjie didn't believe that Ling Shu could see anything, he didn't even want to touch the invitation, he always felt that the invitation was unlucky.

"The [-]th day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar is the ghost festival in traditional Chinese culture. That is, three days later, the other party chose this day. It was obviously a bluff to get ahead of others and give us a blow. We stayed at Yang's house that night and watched the other party in the middle of the night. Will you come to pick me up, just to meet the owner of Qinglong Villa."

Yue Dingtang nodded: "Look for Jiang He to match him with two good guns. He has been in various schools and schools all year round. He must have some self-defense tools that others can't think of."

Ling Shu cheered up: "That's right, if Jiang Hefei hadn't asked us to investigate Miss Feng San's matter, we wouldn't have gotten involved. He should have provided some help."

"My lords, you never thought about it, what if it really, really was sent by some kind of ghost..."

Shen Renjie saw that they had already started planning to wreak havoc on each other's territory, so he couldn't help reminding them timidly.

Ling Shu raised his eyebrows: "What the hell? Miss Feng San? Who else? It would be even better if Miss Feng San sent me the invitation. I would like to ask her why she committed suicide, and who tied her up? Let it back. There is a wrong and a debt, she sees that we have worked so hard for her, she should help us, right?"

Shen Renjie laughed dryly, as long as you are happy.

He didn't have the fearless spirit of Ling Shu, he just felt that the whole thing was scary from the beginning to the end, even if people are not ghosts, who are the Feng and Wu families, who can play the two families around, it's amazing Can it be done without a powerful force behind it?

Shen Renjie cherished his life very much, and never wanted to go into the muddy water.

But Ling Shu didn't let him go.

"what?"

I saw Lingshu took the invitation closer and sniffed it.

"It seems to have a smell. Do you smell it?"

He showed it to Yue Ding Tang Wen, who nodded.

Ling Shu handed it to Shen Renjie again.

Shen Renjie refused to smell it: "Just smell it."

Ling Shu: "It smells like rock candy hoof."

Shen Renjie suspected that Ling Shu was hungry and crazy.

He hesitated and took a closer sniff, but he couldn't smell it, so he had to hold it under his nose again.

In addition to the smell of mimeograph, there was indeed a faint fragrance. Not to mention Ling Shu, Shen Renjie couldn't tell what kind of food it was for a while, but when he said rock candy hoof, Shen Renjie had an idea of ​​"really" move.

As these four words were printed in his mind, the eerie atmosphere just now dissipated naturally, and when Shen Renjie looked at the invitation again, he lost the slightest fear.

He has mixed tastes, and he really doesn't know whether he should be happy or hungry.

"There are dark lines on the invitation card. It seems to be a dragon's head when you look closely. It's quite delicate. It can't be printed by ordinary small workshops. At least it must be in a large printing factory. There are not many such factories, and it happens to be opened next to the hoof shop. It is even rarer, as long as you do a little research, you will know where the invitation card came from, and then follow the clues to catch everyone."

Ling Shu patted Shen Renjie on the shoulder.

"I will leave this glorious task to you, Old Shen!"

Shen Renjie:? ? ?

Why me again?

I'm just a handyman, why did you entrust such a big case to me?

Can you let me hug my thigh and eat until I die?

The three questions of the soul made him feel more sad and urged him to resist.

"Mr. Yue, I really can't do it. The patrol house won't listen to me. Where can I recruit people? Also, the printing factory in Shanghai, say more or less, if they open in the French Concession, That's not something I can check!"

He knew that Yue Dingtang had the final say on this matter, and if he wanted to protest, he would have to find the right master.

Yue Dingtang said: "In terms of manpower, I will inform Smith and ask him to assign you. As for the possibility you mentioned, it is not impossible. I will also let Smith communicate and coordinate with the people in the French Concession, and I will not let you deal with these Yes, you just need to take someone to check the printing source of this invitation. Also, Jianghe will send people to assist you."

His tone was calm and rational, but what he said was still Ling Shu's meaning.

In short, these two people just sing together, cheer each other up, work hand in hand, and are like dogs of the same feather.

Shen Renjie couldn't resist, he had nothing to love, and said weakly: "Jiang He, he is the leader of the gang, will he get involved in these things?"

Yue Dingtang: "Since he asked us to help find Miss Feng San, he will definitely know about Minister Feng colluding with the warlords to sell cigarettes in private. Maybe someone wants to investigate Minister Feng and ask him to come forward, so he must Will help with this. Not only helping, but being proactive.”

Shen Renjie was puzzled: "Minister Feng secretly colluded with the warlords to sell cigarettes? Isn't he the Minister of Anti-smoking? Jiang He already knew about it?!"

He suddenly realized that he seemed to know some great inside story, and it was too late to cover his ears.

Ling Shu grinned: "Old Shen, you are so timid, how can you get promoted and get rich in the future?"

Shen Renjie had a bitter face: "You scared me of my courage. I haven't been promoted to such a high level yet, and you want me to take on such a big task. My little shoulders can't handle it!"

Ling Shu: "This is called rehearsal in advance."

Soon, three days will come.