Skilled in managing a house

After looking at the child in the picture, Pan Yun looked at Niu Sanjiang and said, "What is this?"

"How did I know?" Niu Sanjiang immediately shook his head.

Pan Yun looked at the other two patrol officers. Like Niu Sanjiang, these two men shook their heads like rattles, "I don't know." "I don't know."

"I knew you were in vain," Pan Yun muttered, and then looked at the previous paragraph in the letter.

"It's just that I guess you won't be able to understand it. It's best to ask Zhang Yu from Wudang Taoist Temple for help."

"Ask Zhang Yu for help," Pan Yun muttered, and then she realized that she seemed to have not seen Zhang Yu for a while.

When he thought of Zhang Yu, Pan Yun's little heart couldn't help but beat wildly, and his cheeks felt a little hot.

A young patrolman next to him saw Pan Yun's face suddenly blushing and said curiously: "Sister Xiaoyun, why is your face red?"

"What's red!" Pan Yun was immediately embarrassed and deliberately lost his temper, "Look what I'm doing, I can't do anything serious all day long!"

"I" the little patrolman was so frightened that he quickly lowered his head.

Niu Sanjiang and another patrolman looked at him sympathetically, as if to say, don't you deserve this?

Pan Yun folded the letter and put it into the envelope. Then he looked at the middle-aged man on the ground and asked coldly: "Are you the ones selling fake milk powder in Guangming Town?"

Seeing that his identity was revealed, the middle-aged man said timidly: "We didn't expect that either."

"What didn't you expect? What were you thinking about when you were making money you didn't care about?" Pan Yun stared at him, "Tell me, who has the final say here?"

"It's what you say. I was captured and not brought here," the middle-aged man said tremblingly when he saw Pan Yun's eyes widening.

"Where was it sent?" Pan Yun asked again.

"We don't know," the middle-aged man said aggrievedly.

"Then what do you know? Let me ask you again, who is the person who arrested you?" Pan Yun asked angrily.

"That man was wearing black clothes and a hat on his head. He looked like someone in a costume movie. He spoke in a strange way, and he was neither male nor female. There were four men in black beside him. The four of them were wearing black headscarves. They were quite thin, but they were very strong. When they caught us, they were like eagles catching chickens." The man said truthfully.

"So, there are five people in total?" Pan Yun asked.

"Yes, five in total," the man replied.

"Where were you hiding at that time? Our patrol room is also looking for you. I didn't expect that I even sent you here myself." Pan Yun said with a chuckle.

"We all escaped Zhenhai. We were running on the national highway last night. For some reason, the tire suddenly burst. When we stopped to change the tire, they suddenly appeared. We couldn't beat them at all. We were caught on the spot. We were put on black hoods in the car and we didn’t know where they were taking us. When we parked the car, it was an abandoned yard. They beat us until our bodies hurt now. "The middle-aged man said aggrievedly.

"You deserve it!" Pan Yun said directly.

"The beatings are all minor. If you let me catch you, I will beat you too!" Niu Sanjiang cursed and then looked at Pan Yun, "Xiaoyun, take them back to the serious crime team first, and they will be tried here. It’s not a big deal either.”

Pan Yun nodded and took a photo with his mobile phone first. The other two patrolmen then moved to untie the three people.

Not to mention, the binding was strong enough, and it took a long time to untie it.

These three men were two men and one woman. They did not dare to resist, and it was probably useless to resist. They followed Pan Yun and others into the main patrol room and came to the serious crime team.

Pan Yun and Niu Sanjiang acted separately. On the one hand, Niu Sanjiang conducted the interrogation, and on the other hand, Pan Yun reported to Inspector Bai, and then went to the monitoring center to retrieve the street surveillance video.

Someone threw the unscrupulous businessman at the door. There must be a shadow. Pan Yun quickly found the clue. About five or six minutes before they went out, a white van passed by the main gate of the patrol house and drove the person to the door. Throw it to the side of the road.

With this clue, the patrol could track along the road, and it didn't take long to determine where the van had gone.

At this moment, both Inspector Bai and Ma Sihai had arrived at the main patrol room. Ma Sihai led the team to search according to the direction detected by surveillance. It didn't take long to find the van.

The car was parked in an alley in an old-fashioned residential area. The license plate was fake. There was no one in the car, and no fingerprints or other relevant clues were found.

This old-fashioned residential area is very large. Although the patrol deployed a large number of surveillance cameras, they did not find where the people in the car had gone.

Seeing that the clues were gone, Pan Yun took out the envelope in the monitoring room and handed it to Detective Bai.

After looking at it, Inspector Bai said with some confusion: "Xiaoyun, what do you mean by catching these black-hearted businessmen? Since you want to do good deeds without leaving names, just throw them all at the door of the patrol room. Why did you seize one of them and ask Zhang Yu to find him without naming him?"

"I don't understand this either. What does the child in the picture mean?" Pan Yun also said in confusion.

"Based on the current situation, it may not be easy for our patrol room to find the person. Otherwise, please ask Zhang Yu for help and let him find him. Anyway, the other party wants to find Zhang Yu," Inspector Bai said. .

"It seems we can only find him. Okay, I'll call him now and ask where he is," Pan Yun said.

Detective Bai nodded in agreement.

Pan Yun took out his cell phone and dialed Zhang Yu's number.

At this time, Zhang Yu had just finished his work and sent away Wen Qiong and other leaders and reporters. The children were also sent home. He went up the mountain with a group of tourists, and many people insisted on taking photos, just like big stars.

By the time we got back to Wudang Taoist Temple, it was already three o'clock in the evening.

Despite the torment, Zhang Yu felt very at ease, after all, the children were saved. The next thing to do is to find a way to find the black-hearted businessman.

Even though the patrol house came forward, it probably wouldn't be easy to find. Carrying his tired body, he planned to go to see Sun Zhaoyi first, confirm the formula of Miaomiao Powder, rest overnight, and find it tomorrow.

As they approached the courtyard at the back, Zhang Yu's cell phone rang, "Ring ring ring ring ring."

As soon as he heard the ringtone of his cell phone, Zhang Yu wondered who could be calling him at this time. He took it out and saw that it was Pan Yun's phone number, which made him a little curious.

He answered directly, "Hey, is this Captain Pan?"

"It's me, Zhang Yu, where are you?" Pan Yun's voice rang on the phone.

"I'm at Wudang Taoist Temple. What's wrong?" Zhang Yu said.

"That's it." At that moment, Pan Yun told everything that had just happened.

After hearing this, Zhang Yu couldn't help but feel puzzled. He asked curiously: "What does this person mean?"

"We couldn't guess it either, so we were thinking about it and wanted to ask you for help to find out what this picture means." Pan Yun said.

"Okay, then I will rush to patrol the main office." Zhang Yu said.

After hanging up the phone, he called Li Mingyue and asked Li Mingyue to arrange for a disciple to act as a driver and follow him down the mountain later.

Then, he went into the backyard, gave the Miaomiao Powder to Sun Zhaoyi, and asked Uncle Taishi to help him study it. Now he had to go to patrol the main house.

After leaving Guangming Mountain, Zhang Yu rushed all the way to the patrol headquarters in Zhendong District. He took a nap on the way. When he was almost there, he contacted Pan Yun, who met him at the door.

It was almost dawn now, and Pan Yun, like him, just took a nap on the sofa.

When the two met, Pan Yun took Zhang Yu upstairs to Inspector Bai's office.

After saying hello, the three of them sat down on the sofa. Pan Yun took out the envelope from his pocket and handed it to Zhang Yu for review.

Zhang Yu started to watch, and first read the contents of the letter, which also made him very confused. Then he saw the child painted below. After looking at it for a moment, Zhang Yu couldn't help but say "Hey".

"What's wrong?" Seeing Zhang Yu like this, Pan Yun asked immediately.

"This child's portrait looks like a map. The red dots on it should be the directions." Zhang Yu said.

"Location. So, according to this picture, we can really find the main culprit selling fake milk powder," Pan Yun said a little excitedly.

"It should be like this in general. It's just that I haven't fully understood the picture yet." Zhang Yu said hesitantly.

"I don't fully understand, how do you say this?" Detective Bai also said curiously.

"It's true that these red dot symbols are orientation markings, but for a while, I couldn't tell which one of the Qimen Dunjia they belong to. It's obviously a bit wrong to say it's Bagua. It doesn't seem right to say it's Liuding Liujia. There are always some differences." Zhang Yu said at the end, shaking his head slightly.

"What about this?" Inspector Bai scratched his head. Zhang Yu couldn't even figure it out, let alone him.

Pan Yun said: "Don't worry, study slowly. How can you figure it out all at once? I believe you can always figure it out."

Zhang Yu nodded and said, "I'll think about it more."

What he needs to consider now is not only the specific location marked on the map, but also what the person who drew the map meant.

Judging from the handwriting on the letter, it seems that it is the handwriting of an elementary school student.

But looking at the child's picture again, it's so delicate. From this, it is not difficult to see that the other party deliberately made the handwriting so ugly.

What is the other party's purpose? If you want to lead yourself somewhere and then cause harm, it wouldn't be so difficult to create a map. It's so difficult that I probably won't be able to break it. It's better to make it easier so that you can find it as soon as possible, which is more convenient.

After pondering for a long time, Zhang Yu couldn't figure out the other party's intentions. I can only focus on the picture again.

This kind of drawing is actually very similar to the drawing of Taihang Mountain. As long as the direction is determined, the target location can be found.

Now Zhang Yu naturally regards the patrol headquarters as his first location, and then expands. But the problem is that he can't be sure what the formation pattern marked by the red dot is, and it always looks ambiguous.

It was getting brighter, and Zhang Yu didn't figure out the reason.

He leaned back and couldn't help but sigh, wondering in his mind what on earth was this painting.

Pan Yun remained silent while Zhang Yu was studying. Now seeing Zhang Yu like this, he looked over with concern.

She saw that Zhang Yu's eyes were still bloodshot, and it was obvious that he had not slept well these days.

So, Pan Yun said: "Zhang Yu, I think you haven't had a good rest recently. Otherwise, stop studying now, take a rest and get some sleep. Only when people are energetic can their thoughts be broad."

Zhang Yu nodded and said, "That's the only way it can be. Can you give me this letter from Inspector Bai first?"

Detective Bai said cheerfully: "It's useless to leave this thing to us, and I can see that the other person left this letter is actually for you. I hope you can research it as soon as possible and find the main culprit."

"Thank you." Zhang Yu smiled again.

Even Inspector Bai could tell that the other party's target was actually Zhang Yu, how could Zhang Yu not know it?

Zhang Yu said goodbye to Inspector Bai. Pan Yun had worked overtime last night and hadn't gone home yet. Inspector Bai simply asked Pan Yun to go home and rest. The case of poisoned milk powder itself is not a serious case, so the main culprit can only be caught and handed over together.

Zhang Yu and Pan Yun came out of the patrol main room together. Pan Yun said: "I see you are tired these days and haven't had a good rest. Otherwise, you can send me home."

Her upper and lower sentences are simply impossible to connect.

But Zhang Yu could understand clearly that Pan Yun wanted him to go with them to rest, but how could a girl say this, so he asked Zhang Yu to send her off.

Zhang Yu originally planned to go back to his home. He had agreed to go back yesterday, but he didn't go back.

Now Pan Yundu took the initiative to speak, making it inconvenient for Zhang Yu to refuse.

Pan Yun's house was not far from the main patrol room. Zhang Yu nodded and said, "Okay."

"Then let's take a stroll back." Pan Yun said immediately.

How could Zhang Yu not understand her thoughts and said, "That's fine."

His car was parked outside, and a disciple was driving. For such a long time, the apprentice fell asleep in the car.

Zhang Yu knocked on the car window, and the little Taoist hurriedly opened his eyes and opened the car door, "Master, you are back. Where should we go?"

"You look tired. Let's do this. You go find a hotel to rest first. Inspector Pan and I still have cases to investigate." Zhang Yu said.

"Yes, Master."

The little Taoist priest then drove away, and Zhang Yu and Pan Yun walked towards the city-in-city community together.

This is the city center. Not far ahead, there is a pedestrian street.

The two of them were walking along the pedestrian street. As they were walking, Zhang Yu saw a palm reader on the road.

There was a blanket on the ground with a slap drawn on it. On the palm, there are twelve characters marked "Zi Chou Yin Mao, Chen Si Wu Wei, Shen You Xu Hai". Under the characters, there are corresponding "Tiangui", "Tian'e", "Tianquan", "Tianpo", "Tianjie", "Tianwen", "Tianfu", "Tianyi", "Tiangu" ", "Tian Blade", "Tian Yi", "Tian Shou" and other twelve marks.

Zhang Yu originally didn't take the fortune tellers who set up stalls on the street seriously, but when he saw the paintings on his palms, he couldn't help but be stunned, because he had never seen such palmistry markings before.

The person setting up the stall was quite young, probably over fifty years old. Zhang Yu bent down and said politely: "Uncle, are you reading palms? As far as I know, there is no such mark in palms."

When the man in his fifties saw what Zhang Yu said, he immediately grinned and said, "Young man, the palmistry you are talking about is Taoist palmistry. Mine is Buddhist, and it's called Bodhidharma's One Palm Sutra."