The Plow

The sun is not seen here all year round, and the atmosphere is cold and damp. Although it is not as cold and windy as on the ground, the still and frozen chill is more like a silent erosion of fear, which makes every pore of the body suddenly vigilant.

Shen Renjie couldn't help but clenched his gun tightly.

But the tide is still seeping out from the palm of the hand.

He began to secretly regret it.

In the concession, there is a well-known rule that the salary and treatment of foreign arresters and Chinese arresters are different.The status of the two sides is naturally quite different, and sometimes the treatment of the Chinese arresters is even lower than that of the Indian patrolling arresters.

When encountering difficult and difficult things, the Chinese arrester goes first, and when encountering an errand that is easy to record credit, most of the foreign arresters are in front. Even when arresting a prisoner, the other party may not dare to resist when they see the foreign arrester.Although the Ministry of Industry and Commerce, which holds power in the concessions, has increased the number of Chinese board members in recent years, it has not helped the grassroots Chinese arresters much.

Just like Shen Renjie, although he has been in the police station for a few years, he is still an ordinary policeman, and it is difficult to be promoted unless there is someone behind him or hugging his thigh.

Yue Dingtang was the thigh in his eyes.

This person returned from overseas with a wide network of contacts and great energy. Even Smith, who usually has eyes above the top, is polite to Yue Dingtang.

Shen Renjie also heard that Yue Dingtang's family has a bigger background, and the two elder brothers have a good relationship with all parties. Both the political and business circles are black and white. With such thighs, there is no such shop after passing this village. When will we wait?

It is rare to have the opportunity to come out to investigate the case, even if you are afraid in your heart, you have to grit your teeth and stare at it, but now, Shen Renjie is really a little chilly.

The kerosene lamp in his hand did not make him more courageous, but gave birth to fear from the outside.

He fumbled in his pocket and pulled out another flashlight.

There was a soft sound behind him, which was very clear in the darkness.

Shen Renjie was so startled that he almost jumped up. Half a second later, he realized that it was the person behind him who turned on the flashlight, and he cursed himself secretly.

With a few flashlights, the whole body is much brighter, and I finally let go of some fear.

The old butler didn't have a light in his hand, so he just walked forward. He didn't stop and go like Shen Renjie and the others, looking at the surrounding environment. He walked ahead on his own, walking faster and faster. After catching an empty space, he actually lost the other party.

"Housekeeper! Old Bai!"

Shen Renjie yelled a few times, but did not get a response from the old housekeeper.

"Mr. Yue, what should we do? Did the old housekeeper hide on purpose?"

No matter how hard Shen Renjie tried to calm down, he would inevitably get goosebumps all over the place.

With the butler's old age, he could hide wherever he could. He was even more afraid of who was hiding in the dark and dragged the old butler away.

Shen Renjie doesn't even know whether the opponent is a human or a ghost.

Humans and ghosts are not necessarily scary, what is scary is the constant guessing and imagining of the unknown.

Yue Dingtang didn't make a sound, which made Shen Renjie even more flustered.

He was afraid that the two people behind him would suddenly disappear, so he hurriedly looked back from time to time.

"Mr. Yue, how about I go look for him?"

"I'm looking for the entrance, it's here, why is it missing..."

The old butler's voice finally came from the other side.

There is a jar in the middle, and no one can be seen.

But Shen Renjie finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"take it easy."

Yue Dingtang's voice also sounded at the right time, and he was bending over to look at the jars piled up in the cellar.

There are many such jars, piled up in every corner of the cellar and in the central open space, one on top of the other, like a hill.

Where the flashlight passed, they could see a winding path between the jars for people to walk on. This is for the convenience of picking up pickles. no.

Ling Shu snorted.

Shen Renjie's heart jumped up violently!

He's a bit of a stalker now.

The next moment he knew he was a false alarm.

Because Ling Shu squatted in the corner and looked at the jar in front of him, no ghosts or ghosts appeared.

Because of Yue Dingtang's presence, Shen Renjie didn't dare to curse, but he couldn't help giving Ling Shu a hard look at his back.

Before he finished rolling his eyes, Ling Shu turned his head.

Shen Renjie was startled again.

But he soon realized that Ling Shu couldn't see his expression at all, because it was too dark here.

"Come and see." Ling Shu waved.

Shen Renjie walked over in doubt.

He thought he was going to see something downright horrifying, like a severed limb, or blood pouring out of a jar.

However, it does not.

The jar that Ling Shu showed them was pressed at the bottom, no different from other places.

"Traces around the jar, and the jar itself."

Before Shen Renjie could ask a question, Ling Shu took the initiative to give the answer.

"This jar is so clean. When you touch it with your hands, there is almost no dust. It is obviously different from the one next to it."

Ling Shu shook the jar on top of it with a flashlight: "There are fingerprints on the jars above, which means that someone has moved them. Let's move the jars above."

Yue Dingtang said: "Old Shen, go and help."

Shen Renjie: ...

He resigned himself to his fate and walked over, removing the jars one by one.

Ling Shu was able to take out the bottom one.

He punctured the paper on it.

"There is no seal."

There is no sealing mud, which means that it is not filled with pickles.

Moreover, when they first came in, they discovered that the pickles in it had no strong smell, it could even be said to be almost non-existent, only the smell of damp and cold dust.

This means that, at least in the last few months, and even before that, Alan probably stopped making pickles.

As for what she was doing in this cellar, whether she had already discovered the entrance to the secret vault was one of the purposes of their exploration this time.

Ling Shu picked up the jar and shook it.

Ding Ling Dang.

Lots of odds and ends dangling in it.

Shen Renjie's heart skipped a beat, and he thought to himself, could it be gold and silver treasures?

Ling Shu directly knocked down the jar and smashed it, and the contents inside were scattered all over the ground.

When the flashlight shone, Shen Renjie froze.

All women's cosmetics.

Lipstick, cream, rouge, eyeshadow.

There are domestic brands and imported products, but all of them are big brands that can be called famous.

Even the three big men can recognize Chanel and Dan Qi inside.

But here is the problem.

Each of these cosmetics is expensive. It might be okay for Alan to buy one or two. There are at least dozens or hundreds of cosmetics here, all of which are brand new, and most of them have not been opened. Even if she spends half her life savings, she still buys them. Sorry.

Where did she get the money from?

Or, who gave it to her?

Is it Hong Xiaoguang?

He used this method to cheat Alan's heart, and he stepped on two boats to pursue Du Yuning?

Did Hong Xiaoguang know about the existence of the secret library a long time ago, so he deliberately planned to get close to these two women, and the key in Du Yuning's hand might have been taken away by him long ago?

In addition to cosmetics, there are several letters in the jar.

Ling Shu didn't recognize these letters at first.

Because they are all folded and rolled into a cylinder and stuffed in a small box.

Opening the box with the cream on the outside, the letter paper fell out.

Ling Shu knew within two lines that these were love letters.

Most of them are excerpts of love poems from foreign poets, and Shakespeare accounts for most of them.

To be precise, it is a love poem written by Hong Xiaoguang to Alan.

Because the handwriting on it was exactly the same as what they found in Hong Xiaoguang's temporary residence.

"Is that maid really illiterate?" Shen Renjie couldn't help asking.

"It should be." Ling Shu's slender fingers slid on the back of the envelope, "But you see, she recognizes her name, so she copied Hong Xiaoguang's handwriting on the back and wrote that blue word over and over again."

Shen Renjie clicked his tongue twice: "I just know that beauty can deceive people. It turns out that not only women treat men, but even men can use beauty tricks to charm a woman like this!"

The love poems on the letter paper do not connect well between paragraphs. It can be seen that the person who copied the love poems has no foundation and just copied them mechanically, or maybe the other party didn't put any thought into Alan at all, thinking that she was not worth his energy.

But Alan, who is illiterate, still keeps these letters properly and puts them in the "secret garden" that she thinks no one can find. Judging from the repeated creases on these letters, she must take them out when she is free. Come out and enjoy the silent reading repeatedly, and explain your thoughts about your secret lover.

"what!"

On the other side, the old housekeeper screamed suddenly.

Short and flustered, unprepared.

After a short cry, it stopped abruptly, ending very suddenly.

Shen Renjie hesitated for half a second, and Yue Dingtang rushed to the front.

He had no choice but to quickly follow.

The three followed the sound and ran to the place where the old butler had just spoken, only to see that the old butler was already lying on the ground, his head seemed to have been hit hard by something, and blood flowed down his forehead.

Shen Renjie hurriedly shone the flashlight around, but saw nothing.

"who!"

Ling Shu shouted suddenly, pulled out his gun, turned and chased after him.

Just now, when Shen Renjie's flashlight was shaking randomly, even he didn't notice it, and it happened to take a picture of the shadows in the corner behind them.

But Ling Shu found out.

He only made a sound to attract the attention of his two companions. After all, in a hurry, the only choice was to catch up.

Soi Ying reacted extremely quickly, while running once, he knocked down the jar, and it fell to pieces on the ground.

Ling Shu, who was chasing after him, couldn't dodge. He stepped on the fragments and slid forward. If Yue Dingtang hadn't grabbed him from behind, he would have thrown the fragments face-to-face.

"Don't let him run away!"

Ling Shu grinned in pain, not because the soles of his shoes were too thin and pierced, but because he hit the ground on his knees just now and hit the debris, so he should be bleeding by now.

"Mr. Yue, come and see!"

Shen Renjie shouted in front.

When the two rushed over, they saw the masonry being pried up next to the broken jar, revealing a dark entrance underneath.

Shen Renjie was standing there, hesitant to go down.

Yue Dingtang was suspicious: "This is an underground secret storehouse? Didn't you say you need a key?"

Shen Renjie hurriedly said: "I just heard movement below, there should be another door!"

When the two were talking, Ling Shu had already bent over and entered, and Yue Dingtang didn't even have time to pull.

"Ling Shu!"

As soon as the former got down, he saw the black shadow he had been chasing just now flashing behind the iron gate.

Ling Shu chased after him without hesitation!

He had a strong feeling that his footsteps were getting closer and closer to the truth.

Regardless of whether the murderer is Hong Xiaoguang or someone else, we may be able to find out tonight!