"Xiao Geng, this Mr. Ye is not an agent from the patrol station, but a teacher from the Beijing University."

It was late at night, Qiu Desheng and his wife sat in the living room, put Ye Kenan on the upper seat, and said to Qiu Xiaogeng.

"But he doesn't look like him!"

"Now teachers and gentlemen are all young talents who have been abroad! Not only do they know the Four Books and Five Classics, Astronomy and Geography, and various foreign literature, they also have to learn to capture and fight." Qiu Desheng compiled a lie to deceive children according to his discussion with Ye Kenan in advance. "The Beijing University is preparing a teenage class and recruiting students from prodigy from all over the country. Someone recommended Xiao Geng from the Tianjin De Concession, but he needs to go to the capital for an interview. After passing, wait for another three years to enter the highest institution of the Qing Dynasty."

"Really? Who recommended me?"

The Peking University Hall is today's Peking University, and it is the second national university in modern China after Beiyang University. For students across the country at that time, it was as sacred and solemn as the Imperial College in the past.

"Oh...it's your German teacher."

Qiu Desheng's heart was turbulent, trying to avoid his son Ruju's gaze.

Xiao Geng said to Ye Kenan: "But, then why are you looking behind my shoulders?"

"Your red deer antler birthmark is said to be the symbol of a child prodigy. One has only been released in hundreds of years. It is the director of the Beijing University of Beijing who is particularly concerned about me." After Ye Kenan said that, he secretly admired his nonsense. "Xiao Geng, the interview time is only three days. I must take you to Beijing tomorrow morning. No matter what the interview result is, I will send you back to Tianjin in person."

"Can Dad accompany me?"

This sentence made Qiu Desheng look embarrassed. Ye Kenan said solemnly: "No, the Beijing University has rules that test the independence of the students in the junior class. It is strictly forbidden for parents and family members to travel with him, and it is not necessary to bring servants with him. He can only be taken care of by a special teacher like me."

"Don't worry, Xiao Geng, Mr. Ye is a good person, you must like him."

The mother was talking. She was preparing a few new clothes for her child. Xiao Geng liked to eat candied fruit, two Tianjin marijuana flowers, plus stationery, bookbooks, painting books, school textbooks, and ten silver balls wrapped in kraft paper, all of which were packed in a bulging leather box. It was like going to Beijing to take the palace examination and take the top scorer.

"Mom, now the imperial examination system has been abolished. I have only been out for two days. Do I need to prepare so much?"

"I'm afraid you're hungry just by patronizing reading."

Finally, my mother added two raw pears to the suitcase.

Qiu Desheng took out a secret bag from under the box and opened it. It turned out to be a piece of Hetian jade the size of a broad bean. The fat seemed to be splashed with bright red blood on the white. It had been collected for nine years. At the foot of the imperial city, he took away the baby that was about to freeze to death and found that there was this rare piece of warm blood jade in the cradle. It was supposed to be evidence that the child and his biological parents would recognize each other in the future.

"Dad, what is this?"

"You can keep your safety when you go out."

Qiu Desheng did not explain the origin, so he found a good rope, and hanged it on Xiao Geng's neck through the piercing hole in the jade. This was a piece of warm jade, which touched the pulsating heart, emitted a warm heat, which was amazing.

Ye Kenan said goodbye and went out, saying that he would come to pick Xiao Geng up to the train station at 7 o'clock in the morning. But he didn't go far. He rented a house opposite yesterday to observe Qiu Xiao Geng. In order to prevent Qiu Desheng's family from escaping in the middle of the night, both ends of the alley were guarded by police officers from the German Concession all night.

My mother said that she would sleep with Xiao Geng tonight. He was a brave child since childhood and went to bed alone very early. He was also a sensitive child and had already noticed something - his parents were lying to him! But he didn't want to expose the lies so quickly, but wanted to see where he was going tomorrow and who Mr. Ye was.

As the night was long, Xiao Geng shrank in his mother's arms and let her touch his back. Seeing that his size was almost over to his thin mother, he always had an ominous premonition, which first came out of the warm jade in his chest and then rose warmly from his vest.

The boy had a brief dream.

I dreamed that I fell into a claustrophobic space with a strange beast face, glittering glazed eyes, staring at his eyes in the vast dark night.

He cried.

But it made a baby cry.

Qiu Xiaogeng woke up by his own cry, his vest was covered in cold sweat, as if it was swallowed by a grave. The wind in the yard became more and more intense, and a bunch of bamboo planted two years ago rustled. His mother was still sleeping soundly, and he widened his eyes and looked at the chaotic shadows of bamboo leaves outside the window.

He quietly got up, pushed open the door, and walked into the yard with clear moonlight. The study lights were still on, and his father's figure was shining through the window paper, and he was writing at his desk at his desk. It was so late, what was his father writing?

Suddenly, a second figure appeared in the study, holding up a sharp blade like a ghost.

"father!"

While Qiu Xiaogeng roared, the sharp blade had been inserted into his father's vest, and a piece of blood splattered onto the window paper, like a clip of plum blossoming in the snow.

The boy rushed straight to the study room, raised his fist, and broke the thin window frame. He saw Qiu Desheng lying in a pool of blood, with a letter full of ink on his desk, and an ivory knife hilt was inserted behind him.

Through the window and under the light, he also saw a face - a man with two beards, in his forties, full of black clothes, black cloth, a thin face, narrow nose, and falcon-like eyes.

He was the murderer and pulled out the murderous dagger from Qiu Desheng's back.

The nine-year-old Qiu Xiaogeng was trembling from his scalp to the soles of his feet. The first time he saw someone killing, and the one who was killed was his own father. He instinctively retreated until he found a second invader.

The other party jumped off the roof, and was also wearing black clothes and covered with black cloth. The moonlight illuminated the face. The man looked quite young, probably less than twenty years old, and he also held a dagger.

How to describe these uninvited guests? Xiao Geng remembered the word "assin" in ancient books.

At this time, my mother also arrived in the yard and saw the study splattered with her husband's blood. She screamed and rushed to Xiao Geng.

"Mom, go back!"

It was too late, and the young assassin moved like a rabbit and inserted a dagger into her chest. With a very accurate killing method, he directly pierced the heart on the left without any struggle or shouting.

In an instant, both parents died, just before Qiu Xiaogeng's eyes.

Unexpectedly, the assassin seemed a little nervous. When blood splattered into his eyes, the dagger fell to the ground with the dead.

The middle-aged assassin had turned over and jumped into the yard, shouting at the young assassin, looking extremely angry.

Taking advantage of the time when the two of them looked at each other, Xiao Geng picked up a bamboo pole - which was originally intended to be the keel of a model aircraft model, imitating the bow impact angle of an early battleship, so the bamboo pole was cut extremely sharply.

Qiu Xiaogeng stabbed it into the young assassin's face. He was close to him, and the other party instinctively dodged, and the sharp spike of the bamboo pole brushed his cheeks. Although it was lightning, Xiaogeng still clearly felt the friction and shaking of the palm of his hand holding the bamboo pole.

A string of blood beads flew out of the assassin's cheeks, as if the ruby ​​necklace had been broken, slowly flying in the air, with a few drops splashing on Xiao Geng's lips.

The taste of enemy blood.

Xiao Geng's brain was blank, or scarlet. He just wanted to avenge his parents! He roared and stabbed the second shot with a bamboo pole. Now he was not so lucky. The young assassin was stabbed in the face and was also furious. He easily dodged the attack, so he clamped the bamboo pole under his armpit and took out the second dagger from his waist.

However, the middle-aged assassin behind roared again, his voice quite ambiguous and he couldn't hear it clearly.

The young assassin did not hear it, and he was determined to avenge himself, so he stabbed the dagger into Xiao Geng's face.

Qiu Xiaogeng's heart was about to explode. He shrank down like a monkey. The jade pendant in his chest swayed. The dagger wiped the top of his head, and the sharp blade cut off several of his hair.

At the critical moment of life and death, the enemy's door was kicked open, and Xiao Geng heard a crisp gunshot.

Is there a third assassin? The moonlight illuminates Ye Kenan's face.

The bullet happened to hit the wall brick on Xiao Geng's head, and it turned out to be shot at the young assassin. However, the dark light was dim, and the movement of kicking the door had alerted the other party, and the shot did not hit.

The middle-aged assassin happened to hide at the door and stabbed Ye Kenan. Ye Kenan jumped away quickly and shot a bullet with the flow, which just hit the opponent's left shoulder.

Unexpectedly, the assassin was a tough guy, and he didn't say a word, but his body tilted and rushed out of the enemy's door quickly.

Just as Ye Kenan dodged, the young assassin grabbed Xiao Geng's bamboo pole and threw it at Ye Kenan like a gun.

The bamboo pole stabbed Ye Ke Nan's left arm, and his third bullet lost his sight and stumbled into the crossbar of the gate.

Xiao Geng shouted "Stop", but could not stop the young assassin from escaping.

Ye Kenan endured the pain, pulled out the bamboo pole inserted into his left arm, chased out of the door, and shot out the fourth bullet, and didn't know where he went.

Qiu Xiaogeng was just thinking about revenge, and then rushed out of the gate and saw that there was indeed a third assassin at the end of the alley!

He was also wearing black clothes, but his figure was thinner than the other two, and he was hidden under the eaves and was confused.

Three to two, Ye Ke couldn't think of trouble. There were only two bullets left in the revolver, and it was impossible for three people to be shot to death.

However, the other party had already supported each other and ran away. In the courtyard of neighboring houses, dog barking sounds one after another, but no one dared to open the door and care about this nostalgic business.

Ye Kenan remembered the ancient saying that his father taught when he was alive - Don’t chase the enemy. What’s more, he was alone and his arms were still bleeding.

He went to the entrance of the alley to check and found two German concessions policemen standing guards, lying in a pool of blood, their throats were cut from behind, and their trachea were exposed - the killer's actions were straightforward and without any chance of resistance or call for help.

A biting cool breeze blew by the Haihe River, Qiu Xiaogeng shivered like a swaying sound, and tears rolled in his eyes.

Ye Kenan covered his left arm and grabbed Xiao Geng's shoulder: "Hey, are you okay?"

"You are not a teacher at the Beijing University, you are the inspector of the patrol station!"

"Yes, I'm here to protect you."

There is no need to hide it anymore. Ye Kenan bent down and hugged Xiao Geng, and found that the child's feet were shaking so hard that he could not walk. He simply picked Xiao Geng up, held it with his uninjured right hand, paused step by step, and returned to the scene of the murder case.
Chapter completed!