There is such an advantage in working with people like Qian Guangqi - you can avoid a lot of official troubles!

For example, now, two people died in the house. In normal times, we people would not be able to escape suspicion. With money, Guangqi no longer has to worry about this. We can even go in and search with great arrogance. The old man of the Fang family

Tai's blood is all over the floor. It's inevitable that you will step on it when you go in to work, leaving some bloody footprints. Don't worry about it. As for how to communicate with the police later, this is all Qian Guangqi's problem. We

Ignore it and just search.

This is probably something we have always wanted to do but never had the chance to do since we came to Binghu Village. No matter how you look at it, there must be some secrets hidden in Fang Erwa’s house. Unfortunately, this person never leaves home and is almost 20 years old.

Being in the house for four hours, we had no chance at all, and it was easy to miss some important details just by watching.

A group of people rushed into the room like bandits, each person responsible for a small area, and the search was so meticulous that it could really be said that they dug three feet into the ground.

The area I was responsible for was mainly the kitchen, where I opened all the bottles, cans, and cans, including the stove. Unfortunately, I found nothing.

Not long after, Brother Yaozi and the others also ended their search. They met in the bedroom where Fang Erwa and his wife were lying dead. Except for Xiaozhi who found a few pieces of alluvial gold about the size of the pad of his thumb from another bedroom, there was nothing else.

Discover.

"Oh, it seems like that's it."

Qian Guangqi sighed with some disappointment and said, "Brother Wei, should I contact the police now?"

I nodded, my eyes suddenly fell on the messy kang, and I quickly said: "Hey, old money, wait a moment!"

Immediately, I looked at Yu Wenying sitting on the sofa and asked: "What about the Kang...have you really searched carefully?"

There were two dead people in the bedroom, and their deaths were extremely bloody and ugly. When assigning the search location, I originally planned to let Wushuang search here, but later Yu Wenying took the initiative to take over the task.

Yu Wenying was very dissatisfied with my questioning. She probably thought that I couldn't trust them. She frowned and said coldly: "Of course I searched carefully. I searched everything under the quilt and in the row of short cabinets next to it. The cabinets

There was nothing in it, just some out-of-season bedding. I even took apart those beddings, fearing that there was a mezzanine inside, but I still found nothing."

I pointed to the fire bed: "Where is this place?"

A flash of doubt flashed across Yu Wenying's face.

Brother Yaozi's eyes lit up and I laughed too.

In fact, this is what I just thought of. My master said that this is probably the first time for the brothers and sisters of the Yuwen family to go out to work. A Xuanmen family like them would basically stay in the family to hone their Taoism before they were born.

When they were out and about, I heard the accents of the two brothers and sisters speaking, which obviously had some southern accents. This shows that they have no understanding of such things as the fire kang. In their eyes, it is just a brick pile.

It is just a table for sleeping, but in reality it is definitely not the case.

There is a flue inside the fire pit, which is basically in the shape of a "ji". The width is no more than a brick, at most only about two-thirds of a brick, and the height is about four or five bricks. It cannot hide large objects.

It's enough to hide small items.

If Brother Yaozi and I were searching here, we would definitely not let go of the flue. Unfortunately, Yu Wenying had no idea of ​​the existence of this thing.

I immediately stood up and walked over.

The bricks of Fang Erwa's fire bed are not exposed to the outside. There is a layer of something similar to wallpaper on the outside. It is very thick. When decorating rough houses that do not have tiles, some people like to stick this thing on. It is convenient and very practical.

It's cheap, easy to handle and replace, and I easily took it off when I put it on.

"There's a show!!"

Brother Yaozi was overjoyed and quickly joined in.

There is no other reason. After peeling off this layer of things on the outside, you can see that there are several bricks on the fire kang that can be moved. They are not glued with cement or the like. It seems that the bricks on Fang Erwa’s kang are similar to

Things like wallpaper are just to cover up this "little secret".

"This saves us trouble. We don't have to smash the fire bed!"

I smiled and took down all the bricks easily. There was indeed a dark hole connected to the back, which was the flue inside the fire pit.

Lao Bai turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone and looked inside. The flue was dark and filled with black ash. Close at hand, there was a long and narrow thing lying quietly among the black ash, waiting for me to explore with my arm.

After entering it and taking it out, I discovered that it was a two-handed sword with a sheath.

Sonorous!!

The long sword was unsheathed, and the cold light flashed.

I flicked the blade lightly, and there was even a soft groan.

After being in this industry for a long time, and being surrounded by violent maniacs such as Brother Yaozi and Wushuang, I am now considered a very pure martial artist. I am very familiar with things like swords and guns. I can simply observe them.

Fan Bian said: "Medium carbon steel, with some manganese steel added in the middle. It can be seen from the texture of the blade that it has been ground through at least twelve processes, and has also been annealed, quenched, tempered, etc. It has a certain strength and toughness.

The cutting performance is very good, with double health grooves, the blade is turned upwards two inches from the edge, and the killing power is very strong. It is a typical Qing knife, not what we have today. The rope on the handle is green. This should be one from the Qing Dynasty.

How come there is something like this in Fang Erwa’s house that is used by high-ranking military attachés?”

This kind of knife can be regarded as a standard military knife. It is definitely not comparable to the Baipi knife in my hand, but it is well maintained.

My eyes were deep, and Fang Erwa said that his ancestor was an official of Emperor Jianwen, but he had never heard of being an official in the Qing Dynasty. Where did he get the standard military sword of the Qing Dynasty military attache? However, the decline of those people in the main gold vein

It seems to have been here during the Qing Dynasty.

As far as I know, in the later period of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, they signed a large number of treaties that were humiliating and humiliating the country, and the amount of compensation was huge. The rulers were as obedient as a pug to the outside world, but they were extremely harsh and vicious internally, and they exploited the people's wealth and anointment wantonly.

A large number of Eight Banners sergeants were dispatched, with the purpose of discovering gold veins to pay astronomical war reparations.

Could it be said that...the people who were responsible for the gold veins were the gold diggers sent by the Manchu Qing government at that time?

This knife belonged to those people and was eventually given to Fang Erwa?

Brother Yaozi stared at the Qing knife in my hand with shining eyes, and suddenly said: "This knife just killed someone!!"

I really didn't pay much attention to this before, because I didn't think about it. After hearing this, my eyes immediately wandered to the blood groove of the saber.

As expected, there was still some dark red color deposited in the blood tank.

Because the knife that has killed many people is not cleaned properly, there will often be blood left in the blood tank. If it lasts for a long time, it will appear black. Only after seeing blood for a short time will it appear dark red. This is still

The reason is in the flue.

Taken together, this knife has killed people at most twenty days ago!!

As for killing animals, I don’t care at all. No one would use this kind of knife to kill pigs. It seems that this kind of knife is already a regulated knife. It is so lethal that it can easily split a person into two pieces.

People will use this thing to kill pigs in broad daylight. If they are caught, they will be detained and fined!!

A knife of this level of lethality, with a blood tank, basically kills people!!

I handed the knife to Lao Bai: "Try it and see if there is any smell left on it."

"I'm not a dog, you can't use me as a police dog."

Lao Bai defended himself depressingly, without even picking up the knife, and immediately said: "No need to try it, it must be tasteless. It's been too long."

Yu Wenying suddenly said: "Give it to me, I'll try it!"

I immediately handed the knife to her, and at the same time I was somewhat expecting her to find some way to solve this kind of murder. Normal occult methods would definitely not work.

Yu Wenying didn't say much. After taking the knife, she used her nails to dig out a little dried blood from the blood groove, then put it on her tongue, and then closed her eyes.

When she opened her eyes again, her pupils had turned scarlet, looking a little scary. She exhaled slightly and saw a wisp of blood mist floating out from her red lips.

"Follow up!!"

Yu Wenying said hello and left chasing the wisp of blood mist.

My master looked at the two brothers and sisters of the Yuwen family with serious eyes, and said slowly: "Xianbei Yuwen clan!!"
Chapter completed!