"The last possibility is to get the letter from another place and then send it to another place, passing by Guangde County." After a pause, she pondered, "This possibility is very small, because such an important letter is generally not a stopover."

Ma Du recalled the three possibilities Yang Qiuchi mentioned, but still didn't know what to do. His eyes darkened: "How do we know which of the three possibilities?" As if he had grasped something empty, he could not see through this layer of fog. Ma Du looked at Yang Qiuchi, hoping that he could help him clear the layer of fog.

"There is a way to know!" Yang Qiuchi smiled.

"Ah! Brother, tell me quickly! What's the solution?" Ma Du saw Guangming again. This case was too important. He was unwilling to be the chief banner for the rest of his life. He knew that there might be only this opportunity in his life, and he must seize it.

Yang Qiuchi didn't keep it a secret and whispered: "Let me find someone to ask and you'll know right away."

"One person? Who?"

"Sir, don't worry, come with me, I'll take you to find that person now."

"good!"

Ma Du followed Yang Qiuchi and walked into the cell. At this moment, his heart must have beaten more than two hundred times per second, and he felt like a gambler, betting all his belongings and starting to shake the dice.

Yang Qiuchi took Ma Du to Hu San's prison. Of course, the little black dog followed Yang Qiuchi happily.

On the way, Yang Qiuchi reminded: "Sir Ma, don't speak up later, hide aside and listen, don't let that person see you. If he knows that you are the Jinyiwei and is worried about involving others, he may not say it, and that will be troublesome."

"He dare not say it! I have some means to deal with him!" Ma Du said viciously with a shy stomach, then remembered Widow Xie's refusal to death, and was a little discouraged. There are really such cruel people in this world, and no matter how powerful torture is, they can't pry open their mouths. Ma Du whispered again, "Okay, I'll listen to you, brother."

Yang Qiuchi and Ma Du came outside Hu San's prison and asked the guards to go out first. Then Ma Du hid in the corner that Hu San could not see. Yang Qiuchi came to the fence and shouted: "Hu San!"

Hu San was trapped in a cage. When he heard the shouts, he turned his head and saw that it was Yang Qiuchi. He struggled for a moment and said eagerly: "Sir, you are here!"

Yang Qiuchi knew that Hu San had given all his hopes for life to him and asked, "Hu San, do you want to find out your case?"

"I want to! Sir! Master Qingtian, thank you! You must make the decision for me!"

Yang Qiuchi cursed in his heart: You are a fucking old pervert. If you hadn't raped Bai Xiaomei, how could she die? Although it seems that it is probably not your kill, you can't escape. Although you may not have to be beheaded, at least your little cock will be cut off! Well, but, is there any castration in the Ming Dynasty? Yang Qiuchi doesn't know much about it.

"If you want to find out, I have a few questions to ask you. You must answer honestly. Have you heard it clearly?"

Hu San nodded effortlessly, and the iron chains around his neck clattered.

"Did you go to find Widow Xie secretly during this period?"

Hu San hesitated for a moment. He didn't understand the purpose of Yang Qiuchi's asking this question, but since it was related to his own case, he still had to say truthfully: "Yes, I have to go to her place almost every day."

"Do you have the key to her house?"

"Yes, after we got together, she gave me one."

"Where is the key?"

"When I was locked in prison, I was searched by them."

That should be in the hands of Dabanya and the others. Yang Qiuchi thought to himself, and then asked: "Do you know, has Widow Xie traveled far away recently?"

Hu San thought for a moment and said with certainty: "She went out about five or six days ago and just returned home yesterday."

"How do you know?"

Hu San felt a little embarrassed: "After having sex with her, I had to find a reason to go out every day and go to her house to have a tryst with her. Five or six days ago, she said she was going to visit relatives and only returned home yesterday morning."

"How do you know she's coming home?"

"She has a pot of flowers. After she gets home, she will put them on the windowsill. I walked past her house on the street. When I saw it, I knew she was back. But yesterday I went to open the door and he was not in the house. I went back, and this happened immediately."

That is to say, yesterday morning, Widow Xie returned to Guangde County with the letter from another place, and was caught before she could hand it over.

"Do you know who Widow Xie's family comes with on weekdays?"

Hu San shook his head: "I don't know, because I go to have a secret meeting with her every time. He doesn't want others to know that we are good, for fear of ruining her reputation. So I have never seen a guest who comes to her house."

From this point of view, Hu San didn't know that Widow Xie was from Emperor Jianwen, so he wouldn't know who Widow Xie was interacting with.

"Okay, I'll ask you so much first." Yang Qiuchi walked out of the cell.

After hearing their conversation, Ma Du was very excited and asked, "Brother, he said Xie Widow had gone out five or six days ago. Is this the second possibility?"

Yang Qiuchi nodded, smiled, but did not speak.

Ma Du thought about it, but still couldn't figure out what to do even if it was the second possibility. So he looked at Yang Qiuchi foolishly, as if a lost child was looking at the police uncle.

Yang Qiuchi said: "Mr. Ma, since Widow Xie brought the letter back, it was too late to send it out, and the recipient did not know that Widow Xie was arrested, what would happen?"

Ma Du called out a silence in his head, opened the skylight, and said excitedly: "I will go to Widow Xie to get a letter!"

"Yes, then what should we do?" Yang Qiuchi looked like an aunt from kindergarten, inspiring a mentally retarded child.

"Wait for the rabbit and catch him!" Ma Du waved his fist and shouted loudly.

"Shhh!"

"Shhh!" Ma Du immediately reacted, raised his thick and black fingers, leaned on his lips, and sobbed Yang Qiuchi.

"It's not time to go, hurry up and wait for the rabbit!" Yang Qiuchi smiled. This move is a common trick used by spies in "Red Rock". The Jinyiwei is also a spy, so why isn't his head still so good that the Kuomintang spies are so powerful?

Ma Du suddenly remembered something: "How come the person who received the letter didn't know that Widow Xie was arrested?"

"The reason is very simple. We went to arrest Hu San and arrested Widow Xie along the way. So outsiders may not know that Widow Xie was arrested. Besides, with such a hope, it would be good to try it!"

"Yes, yes!" Ma Du nodded hurriedly. Apart from this hope, there was really no other hope to implement it. Now he can only hope that the recipient does not know.

Ma Du heard Yang Qiuchi's analysis and thought that this young man was really a spy. If he had helped this case, the chance of solving the case would be much higher. Thinking of this, he held Yang Qiuchi's hand: "Brother, you can help you to the end. In this case, you have to do my brother a favor no matter what. If the case is solved, I will recommend you, and our brothers share the glory and wealth."

Yang Qiuchi smiled and said, "Mr. Ma, you are polite. I have said just now, and I will do my best."

"That's good!" Ma Du held Yang Qiuchi's hand tightly, and the two returned to the interrogation room.

Before he entered the door, he heard the crying of a woman inside. The sound was very familiar. Yang Qiuchi pushed open the door and saw Song Yuner kneeling beside her father, Magistrate Song, crying.
Chapter completed!