My monsters are going to heaven

"Crack."

Arriving in front of his house, Wen Yuan threw his bicycle against the wall, thinking that no one would pick up such a broken car. He was about to enter the door, but after thinking about it, he felt uneasy, so he had to go back and lock the car before entering. the door.

A piece of paper folded in three floated into the room as he pushed the door open.

It was a folded note that was stuck in the crack of the door.

Wen Yuan quickly closed the door, fastened it, and then drew the curtains, and the light in the room suddenly dimmed.

He found the kerosene lamp, lit it, and eagerly unfolded the note by the light.

It's a pencil sketch.

A farmyard is depicted extremely realistically with delicate brushstrokes, and even a few melon seedlings in the courtyard are painted vividly.If it wasn't for the end of a pencil sticking to the fingertips, I would have thought it was a photo.

Below the drawing is a simple map, which shows the general orientation.

A small village in the southwest corner.

This was drawn by the spies sent by Adjutant Liu.

Because the movement from the camera was too loud to scare the snake, Adjutant Liu specially raised a group of scouts who were very good at painting in order to inquire about the news. They could paint from memory after seeing the scene a few times.

Now these spies come in handy.

Wen Yuan collapsed on the bed, and suddenly found himself in trouble.

He has already received more than ten such paintings.

Each one is slightly similar, yet not exactly the same.

Originally, I wanted to take a look at Lu Yiming today, trying to find the one where Chen Jinzhi No. [-] lived.

However, Lu Yiming's eyes were injured...

Ugh!

These are the places where the spies followed a person.

Li Feiyun.

When Wen Yuan thought of Li Ju, he couldn't help feeling a strong sense of guilt welling up in his heart.

In this Qingquan County, although Wen Yuan often had to bow his head to some big shots, Li Feiyun was one of those who could make him consider himself a man from the bottom of his heart.

Li Feiyun is a person who is always bluffing when he talks and does things. He looks like a single-minded person, and he has a big temper.But those who often work with him know that this person is rough and fine, has his own way of doing things, and also has integrity.

From the moment Wen Yuan first entered the police station, Li Feiyun carefully cultivated him, from an ordinary policeman to a detective, and even confided in him.

From a personal point of view, Li Feiyun is quite kind to Wen Yuan.

Therefore, Wen Yuan privately decided to join forces with Adjutant Liu this time. In order to abide by the agreement with Liu Wenyuan, he had to keep it a secret from Li Feiyun—this incident really made Wen Yuan feel guilty.

He vaguely felt that it was in vain for Li Ju to trust him so much, but he couldn't repay him with sincerity, and he rashly formed an alliance with outsiders only because of his own competitive spirit, which was quite ungrateful.

After discovering some abnormal behaviors of Li Feiyun, Wen Yuan reported the abnormality to Liu Wenyuan.

The guilt in my heart deepened even more.

Whether he is willing to admit it or not, whether he is for justice or for the way of heaven, his behavior can be called "betrayal".

But he had no other choice.

What he wants to chase after all is not Li Feiyun, nor any specific leader, but the truth.

Two days ago, Wen Yuan went to take inventory of the Chen family's belongings as usual.

He was ordered by Adjutant Liu to take charge of taking inventory every half a month before solving the case.

Since the case was discovered, those things were of great importance, so they applied to be handed over to the General Administration for safekeeping. The General Administration knew that they were related to important figures, and even sent heavy troops to guard them in regular rotation.

Only their Eastern District Branch can enter the heavily guarded warehouse of the General Administration in the name of handling the case after obtaining the signature and seal, and no one else will be authorized.

Before Wen Yuan entered the warehouse, he showed the document signed by the director-general. After passing through several checkpoints, at the last door, the guard handed out a sign-in list, asking for his signature and fingerprint.

Wen Yuan pressed his finger on the red clay, and then pressed a bright red handprint on the paper.

Inadvertently glanced up, and saw Li Feiyun's signature and handprint.

Ok?

"Has Deputy Li from our East Office come here?" He pretended to ask casually.

There is a string of signatures above, all of which belong to Li Feiyun, who has come here more than once, and the frequency is not low.

The guard met him and replied, "Yeah, he only came to check once three days ago. Don't you know? I also said, why do you come to check every two days? You don't feel tired. There are so many in the whole warehouse. "

"Oh, I've been running out recently, and Deputy Li didn't see me a few times in the office." Wen Yuan smiled, already muttering in his heart.

Li Feiyun is usually not interested in these things at all, he thinks they are not necessarily related to the detection of the case, after all the murderer obviously did not come here for money.When these things were in the Eastern Department, he just studied the list carefully and compared it again, and never looked at it again.

Today, why does he come over frequently to "count"?

And he knew that Wen Yuan would come over regularly to take inventory, so why didn't he inform Wen Yuan and come here to make things unnecessary?

After Wen Yuan took inventory, as usual, he didn't find any shortage, not even a hairpin.

In my heart, I hope that the real Chen Jinzhi will come here soon with real proof, and come to take back a room full of treasures.

Otherwise, every time he crosses his waist and back, he will be very tired.

When he returned to the office, he asked Li Feiyun about it, but Li Feiyun only replied indifferently, "To find the inspiration to solve the case".

inspiration?

absurd.

When did the former Li Feiyun rely on inspiration?He is obviously a practical person, he never follows his feelings, and he rarely trusts his intuition.

The more Wen Yuan thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong, after careful consideration, he also reported the matter to Adjutant Liu.

Adjutant Liu pondered for a long time before saying a word.

"Actually, I felt that something was wrong with him a long time ago. I just worried about your relationship, so I didn't say anything."

Wen Yuan was startled, a slight resentment floated in his heart.

"As I said, I only hope that Adjutant Liu can treat each other frankly. Why do you think you can't tell me?"

"I'm just skeptical, not sure." Adjutant Liu's eyes were deep, "I've checked the background of each of you. Li Feiyun, from Qibei, Fujian...is my hometown. He once had a wife and a son. He was killed by a fugitive criminal many years ago. He killed this person and has not married since then."

"What's wrong with that?"

Adjutant Liu glanced sideways at Wen Yuan's face slightly: "Listen to my accent, what do you think is wrong?"

Wen Yuan raised his eyebrows, thought for a moment, and said: "If you don't say it, I don't think there is any problem, because everyone has some local accents. But when you say that, I feel that your accent It's completely different from Vice Li, not like a fellow villager."

Adjutant Liu said that the official language was quite good, perhaps because of his rich experience, his accent was infiltrated with some Beijing accents, and also mixed with some accents from the province.When articulating words, there are still some accents that are very special, with a faint southern taste different from the local ones.

But if he doesn't say it, no one will know where it is from.

"Yes." Lieutenant Liu looked at him with a flash of appreciation for the first time, as if he had finally found a shell in a decent shape in the sand, "Our Qibei accent is very special, and many people go out from Qibei. I always have some local accents. Over the past few decades, I have traveled south and north, and my accent has long been mixed up, but I still have a slightly different accent. But Li Feiyun...he has none at all." After a pause, He added, "Li Feiyun's resume is not complicated. Both of his parents died when he was young, and he was brought up by a kind old monk. After the old monk passed away, he left the temple. In his early years, he worked as a government servant in Qibei County. After his death, he defected to the new government and became a policeman under the newly formed new government. He married a wife and had children. Later, he asked to be transferred to Qingquan County, his wife's hometown. His wife and children were killed halfway, and he shot Killed the important criminal, made meritorious service, and was appreciated by Director Wu. In other words, according to this experience, he only stayed in two places for a long time-Qibei and Qingquan counties."

"But there is no trace of Qibei in his accent." Wen Yuan said lightly.

"He doesn't have a Qibei accent, maybe it's because of his extraordinary talent and amazing language talent." Adjutant Liu smiled, "But not only does he not have a Qibei accent, but he has a bit of a northern Shaanxi accent. I also stayed in northern Shaanxi for a while. For two years, I am very familiar with that accent. Although he usually tries his best to hide it, sometimes when he is in a hurry, he still speaks with that accent."

Wen Yuan's face turned pale, he never had any doubts about Li Feiyun's experience.

Li Feiyun boasted countless times in public about his experience as a servant in the old yamen, and he spoke vividly.

"Then Adjutant Liu, what do you think...?"

In fact, he already had a guess in his heart, but he didn't dare, and he didn't want to believe it.

"I don't think he's the real Li Feiyun." Adjutant Liu had an interesting smile in the corner of his eyes, "I specifically checked the information on the murdered mob. The man's surname was Li, and his name was Sanquan in northern Shaanxi. Man, Sanquan once worked as a government servant. When the Qing Dynasty fell, he lost his job and became a bandit. He and a group of thugs often robbed passing merchants on the official road. No one paid attention to him. The meaning of being a king, once even broke a leg of the son of General Xiao who was passing by. Later, the surname Xiao entered northern Shaanxi, took charge of the matter, and sent cannons to blast the bandits. |Fuck|piss|flow, this Li Jin also took the opportunity to mix into the refugees and fled to our province."

"All of this is just your guess." Wen Yuan's throat felt a little dry.

"That's right, it's just my guess." Adjutant Liu said calmly, "That's why I didn't want to tell you at first."

He slowly added: "A person with a suspicious background like this can actually be promoted all the way to the deputy chief with you, which shows the incompetence of your local police station."

After finishing speaking, he unhurriedly took out two blank sheets of paper full of drawings: "Your beloved Chief Li, these days, you often like to visit people in the village, maybe you have too many relatives? "As soon as the subject changed, his calm and peaceful eyes flashed like a falcon, "Or is it that we, the ghost from the beginning, looked in the wrong direction?"

It's night, and there is no trace of Fengyue.

Jinling Town.

Lu house.

On the dead tree, a black shadow sat obliquely as always.

From a distance, the black shadow was motionless, as if it had grown on a tree.

In the room.

Lu Yiming sat at the table, supporting his increasingly heavy head with one hand, desperately holding on.

He was obviously sleepy, but he didn't want to sleep, let alone sleep.

He knew that as long as he fell asleep, the dead donkey monster would come again.

Every time the donkey demon gets on | body, I will definitely feel some pain.I fell asleep yesterday and woke up half-blind; let it happen again, it is estimated that these eyes are really going to be blind, and maybe they will lose arms and legs.

After a little thought, he pulled himself together, groped to find a box of Go, and played blindfold with his left and right hands.

Anyway, he couldn't see the sunspots and the whites, so he simply messed around, as happy as he could be.

"whee."

Suddenly, a giggle sounded behind him.

Lu Yiming's heart trembled: Could it be the donkey demon?

But this sound...is not like it.

The donkey demon's voice was not a real voice, but a kind of virtual voice that seemed to be absent, and it only sounded in his mind and around his ears.You can't tell whether he is an old man or a young man, let alone whether his voice is clear or mulberry.

And the giggle just now clearly sounded like a child, as if it came from the bottom of the wall under the bed.

Just when he paused for a while, the childlike voice sounded again: "How long do you think it will take for Master Lu to fall asleep?"

Another voice responded: "When it's time to eat a bag of peanuts, sister Chen has a big bag of peanuts, let's go eat first." It turned out to be a child's voice.

Two people?

Lu Yiming threw out the pawn in his right hand following the sound, and shouted, "Who?"

"squeak!"

"Squeak squeak!"

From the bottom of the wall came the sound of mice eating pain, and then there was a rustling sound of climbing the window to escape, and the house returned to silence.

It turned out to be two mice.

How could a mouse speak human language?

Lu Yiming supported his head and laughed drowsily: It seems that he is really too sleepy.

yard.

Kimporo sat on the tree, breathing slowly.

Since breaking through a big barrier last time, he found that the complexity of the remaining seals has increased by an incalculable multiple.

With the current strength, it is impossible to continue to rush down.

He gritted his teeth, his eyes surged with hostility, like the sky about to rain.

If his stuff hasn't been stolen, he shouldn't have too much of a problem breaking through the rest of the levels.

If these seals cannot be completely broken within a hundred years, then after a hundred years, the dozens of seals that have been broken will come back with a stronger momentum and bind him again.The next time we see the sun again, I don't know how many reincarnations we will have.

...It's really disgusting.

The sound of the cane tapping the ground came from the room.

Kim Poro slightly lowered his head to look, his eyes were full of anger.

Young Master Lu leaned on the door frame and raised his face slightly towards the center of the yard, the face under the bandage shimmered.

He smiled at the tree and said, "I want to eat wontons from the night market."

Kimporo glanced at him indifferently, his expression hidden in the darkness under the shadow of the tree.

After a while, he sighed softly: "I'll take you to buy it."