The next day, Ding Chunshan reported the result, saying that a trace of rubbing was indeed found on a section of the wall in the northwest corner of the school towards the wild cemetery, and in a soft mud covered with asakusa near the wall, several recognizable fresh footprints were found.

He asked people from the school security department that former student supervisor Li Hongxi took extremely strict discipline on students and was almost harsh. Before he left school for an accident and "off leave", he had just formulated a new punishment measure against the management loopholes in which some students unanimously went out at night. Once discovered, no matter the reason, he would be denied on the spot.

Although others have not come back yet, the measures have been implemented. Because of their rigor, no one has ever found to dare to violate the rules. Moreover, according to the Security Department, only Jiang Zhong, who is from the undergraduate class, has the courage to take the lead in doing such things. Recently, he went to the army to participate in winter training, so Ding Chunshan concluded that there were indeed outsiders entering and leaving.

In addition to this, he had another discovery.

"Commander, out of caution, I also called a firefighter under the police station. In the name of fire extinguishing inspection, I went to the commander who found people last night to search for traces. As a result, behind a winter tree in a nearby corner, I found several new footprints. Students in this place should not usually go in. Strangely, after comparison, I found that these two sets of footprints were different and belonged to two people."

He Hanzhu looked at him: "You mean, there may have been two groups of people stalking last night?"

"From the footprints I found, this is indeed the case."

He Hanzhu snorted: "The temple in the military hospital is not big, but the demonic wind is not small."

Only herself and her were present at that time.

Is it spying on yourself or targeting her?

He pondered for a moment and ordered: "You can install your own person and go directly to the security department to protect Su Xuezhi and observe whether there are suspicious special people in the school. If you have anything, you can report it directly to me."

Ding Chunshan should be so, he quit after saluting.

Near the foothills of the south city, the warm winter sun had been shining for a few days, and the snow on the village roads gradually began to melt.

In the afternoon, several villagers from Zhoujiazhuang found this place and brought their local products and the best-selling auspicious New Year painting they printed this year to express their gratitude to Kimura for his previous saving Zhou Xiaoyu.

Kimura was very happy and welcomed the villagers attentively. After seeing them off, he entered the house and posted the New Year picture with the festive fat doll and carp on the wall of his study.

Next to the New Year painting is a piece of the word he just wrote when he was resting at home a few days ago: quietness is used to cultivate oneself, frugality is used to cultivate virtue. One left and one right, one fussy and one quiet, not only does not have the beauty of symmetry, but it looks a bit strange because of the large differences in styles.

But Kimura didn't seem to care. Instead, he stood before the New Year's paintings and admired the details on the picture with great interest.

A middle-aged man dressed in a nearby villager brought firewood to Kimura's house. He probably came here often. He was familiar with the door and the road. He walked to the backyard and piled the firewood behind the wall. He turned his head and looked behind him. Then he entered Kimura's study, bowed to Kimura's back, and whispered in Japanese: "Master, I'm here."

Kimura did not look back, but still admired the New Year paintings and said, "The Chinese are a nation that knows how to be grateful, which is much better than our Yamato nation. Their folk artists are also amazing. Look at this print, the lines are so complex, but they are not messy and smooth and beautiful. I really like the painting given to me by the villagers, which represents their sincere and simple feelings. I cherish this feeling very much, and I will keep this painting well."

After saying that, he turned around, sat cross-legged behind a low table in the tatami, nodded to the other party, and his expression turned solemn.

The man then walked over, knelt down, bowed to him in front of him, and then said: "I received news from my own people in the military medical school. He confirmed to me that he had inquired about it. Whether it was recently or before, the medical department or the pharmacy department, the laboratory, there had never been any drug reactions of aspirin and blood, nor any related experimental reports. In fact, it was the first time that the other party heard that such a thing was happening."

"Sure?"

“It’s true.”

When Kimura was silent, the villagers said, "In addition, according to your instructions, I also pay attention to Fu Mingchengjun. It can be said that the person who has the greatest influence on him by him at present should be the medical student named Su. You should already know that Fu Jun donated a huge sum of money to the Medical College to build a laboratory, designated by the principal and Su Xuezhi. Su Xuezhi built a memorial exhibition room for his father. Before that, the two had a lot of interactions. Su Xuezhi rented a house outside the school, and the house he rented was bought by Fu Jun for him, but he did not tell Su Xuezhi about this."

"Anyway, Mr. Fu takes great care of Su Xuezhi. The two have a good relationship, which is extraordinary."

Kimura smiled and said, "So that's it! I'm very happy for Fu Mingcheng. In addition to me, I have also made such a good friend. The student named Su looked not only to have a high level of medical skills, but also to be a righteous and kind person. Many Chinese people have such excellent qualities, and I respect such people very much."

The villagers said again: "The people in the school also mentioned that He Hanzhu came last night and went to the student activity center to find Su Xuezhi. He saw him accompanying Su Xuezhi to practice Western boxing from afar, but he couldn't hear the two of them talking. He wanted to get closer while the power was out of stock, but he seemed to be noticed and He Hanzhu chased him out."

"But don't worry, nothing happened in the end. He Hanzhu didn't notice him..."

Kimura frowned and interrupted angrily: "It's so stupid! How did you train him? Tell him immediately what he asked him to do and what he did! Never do what he didn't give any instructions! Don't try to spy on He Hanzhu! Who is he? Can he be followed so easily? If exposed, it's a big deal!"

The villagers looked frightened and hurriedly kowtowed to the ground and apologized repeatedly.

Kimura's expression was slightly slower: "You have stayed for a long time and can leave. Let me tell him that you will not treat him badly."

The villagers agreed and then quickly retreated.

In the evening, in the evening, Ye Xianqi was riding his bicycle swayingly, followed by more than a dozen patrolmen, and then returned to the police shed.

Today's business was almost over. He leaned his bicycle towards the door and entered the police shed with his subordinates who were already out of breath.

It is almost the end of the year, and the superiors order to strengthen public security patrols, especially at night, and there must be no shortage of posts.

I heard that even He Hanzhu and Sun Mengxian had personally participated in night patrols these two days, so Ye Xianqi naturally did not dare to neglect. After entering, he arranged to take turns on duty tonight, especially those sections of roads in the jurisdiction that were prone to accidents, so there must be people all night. After arranging the matter, he saw that his subordinates were lazy and seemed not happy. An old patrolman muttered: "It takes such a cold day to be all night..."

Ye Xianqi patted the broken table in front of him, full of filth and scratches: "Don't want to do it anymore? Commander He and Director He have come down to patrol the night. How dare you be lazy? Let me tell you, if something happens to my jurisdiction, I will be in trouble. At worst, I will stop doing it. You are old and young. At that time, you will take the whole family to the overpass and squat and drink the northwest wind!"

Everyone had no choice but to respond in a scattered manner.

Ye Xianqi took out a heavy paper tube from his pocket, and broke it, and with a "slam", the shiny silver dollars suddenly dispersed and fell on the table.

"I've done it. I'll give you an extra bonus this month, each person has half a month... No, I'll give you an extra monthly money!"

Everyone looked at the silver dollars on the table, their eyes shining, and they immediately smiled happily, and they rushed to thank them, and reached out to get them. Ye Xianqi paid back the money.

"Not now! The end of the year! When I don't know you? One is better than the other! Now I'm giving it to you, can you still work?"

Then everyone shrank their hands back, laughed and flattered, saying that they were lucky, and followed a good boss who could be polite and rich, and repeatedly agreed, not to mention a thief, even a fly, they would not want to fly over.

Ye Xianqi sent someone and took the money back. Seeing that the time for get off work was also up, he remembered what happened to Dr. Yu.

I have been looking for my cousin for a few days. I don’t know how she is doing now. I feel a little worried, so I came out and wanted to go to school to ask her. When I walked to the place where I was just relying on a bicycle, I found that it was gone!

At first, he thought that someone of his subordinates was jealous, so he rode beside him and played. He turned around and looked around. He didn't see it, so he called someone who was just at the door and asked if he had seen his car.

The subordinate shook his head: "I just heard that I was sending money, so I ran in, but didn't pay attention..."

Ye Xianqi then felt something was wrong, so he quickly asked someone to come out and search for him nearby. After searching for a while, he didn't even have a shadow, so he had to admit something.

In broad daylight, his bicycle was parked outside the police shed, and it was stolen!

Ye Xianqi was so angry.

A bicycle is worth more than 100 yuan, and it is the salary of the patrol police for about a year and a half. His subordinates were even more distressed, full of righteous indignation, cursing the thief, and being brave, they dared to go to the gate of the police shed to steal things. This was a blatant provocation to them, and they all patted their chests and promised that they would help him get the car back.

I finally got an opportunity this weekend and might teach Miss He to ride a bicycle. Now, I have even stolen tools!

Tiancheng is so big, many places are actually following the rules of the gang, and even the police can only go through the superficial order.

Ye Xianqi really has no confidence in getting the car back. If he buys another car for emergency, he will have no money to pay his subordinates. He is also a cousin, so he is really embarrassed to speak up and borrow so much money from his cousin...

Ye Xianqi was so angry that he had no intention of paying attention to Dr. Yu. With a little luck, he immediately took a few subordinates who were not on his turn. Based on his experience, he went to several places where the old city was most likely to sell stolen goods. He opened his eyes wide and searched the streets and alleys. He found that it was dark and found nothing. Everyone was hungry and started to rumbling.

Ye Xianqi could only admit that he was unlucky, took out two dollars from his pocket and sent him to dinner. He was really in a bad mood and went home listlessly. After walking for a while, suddenly, someone patted him on the shoulder behind him. He turned his head and saw that it was a man dressed as a Toyota coachman with a face. He smiled and said, "Mr. Ye is looking for a foreign bicycle? I know a place. Come up and I will take you there."

Ye Xianqi felt something was wrong, so he touched the gun inserted into his waist, and his heart was tilted, and he sat up, was pulled, and turned around in the alley. Finally, he stopped and arrived in front of a Guandi Temple.

"Get in." The coachman bowed and smiled.

Ye Xianqi looked around.

Not far from the other side is the Chenghuang Temple. The old night market has just opened. At this moment, people are coming and going, and it is very lively.

He hesitated, touched his waist with his hands, and plucked his courage. Finally, he walked over slowly, tentatively pushed open the door, and was stunned for a moment.

Headlights are lit in the temple, and the light is enough to illuminate.

His bicycle is really here, and at this moment, he is placing it in front of Guandiye’s throne.

Not only that, there was a man next to him, with a long blouse and hat, and his back looked a little familiar.

The man turned around.

"He Han--"

It was so shocking that Ye Xianqi never dreamed that he would meet He Hanzhu here, and he blurted out his name, and he called it halfway, came back to his senses, and swallowed the last word back.

"Cousin! Why are you?"

He relaxed, stepped in, and ran closer.

He Hanzhu glanced at him, smiled, and reached out to pat his bicycle gently: "The thing is good, blue brand? German goods? I can't tell, you are quite good at playing."

Ye Xianqi smiled apologized: "Make it...make it...how can you compare to your cousin..."

He was so curious that he didn't know why he had to take away his car. After a long walk, he finally called himself here, but he didn't dare to ask, so he could only endure it.

"I heard that you want to teach my sister to ride a bike?" The cousin continued to smile and said.

Ye Xianqi was shocked and suddenly remembered the words he had said to him before, and subconsciously wanted to deny it. His mouth opened, and hesitated to meet the two gazes that the other party cast. He changed his mind and explained with a stern explanation: "This... it seems, there is indeed such a thing... But cousin, don't worry, I remember every word you say! Miss He is my cousin, I have to respect her! She can't ride a bicycle and wants to learn. I was enthusiastic for a while, so I asked to help her..."

After he explained, he secretly looked at He Hanzhu's expression. Seeing that he was not right, he covered his hat with a brim, his face was half-light and half-dark, and he couldn't tell what his expression was. He didn't know what he was happy and angry at the moment. He couldn't help but feel nervous. He was suddenly seeing him take out a letter from his body and swaying at him.

"Su Xuezhi has looked for me." He explained briefly.

Ye Xianqi recognized it at a glance. It was Dr. Yu's letter he showed to his cousin that day, and he completely breathed a sigh of relief.

That thing about riding a bicycle seems to have passed like this?

As for this matter, my cousin believed him, and of course she believed it.

Ye Xianqi whispered: "I'll go find someone now and get the things. Cousin, please wait."

The bicycle was too conspicuous. Ye Xianqi left Guandi Temple and knew that there should be someone from He Hanzhu nearby, so he didn't have to worry about following him. He took the man's oriental car just now and rushed to the National Middle School where Dr. Yu taught. He found a person in a narrow and dilapidated single dormitory with no lengths except bookshelf.

Power supply is tight at the end of the year, and non-essential lines like schools will be out of power at night.

Dr. Yu was looking at a book with a dim kerosene lamp. When he saw Ye Xianqi coming, he whispered to himself that he had found a strong backer and had the ability to help deal with the case. He was very excited at first, but when he heard Ye Xianqi urge him and kept asking for something, he said that the other party was waiting. He hesitated and said, "If possible, I want to hand it over to him personally and thank him again."

Ye Xianqi thought that there was no problem, so he agreed immediately and immediately rushed back to Guandi Temple with Dr. Yu.

He Hanzhu had indeed not left yet. He sat alone in the back seat of the bicycle, smoking a cigarette in front of Emperor Guan's statue.

Dr. Yu went in and saw He Hanzhu at first sight. He was stunned. Then he said nothing, turned around and left immediately.

Ye Xianqi was a little confused and hurriedly chased him out.

"Doctor Yu, what's wrong with you? Hurry up, if you have any wrongs, take out the things!"
To be continued...