Chapter 2: Monster

　　 Xu New Year frowned: "Why do you want this."
　　I want to solve the case...Xu Qi'an said solemnly: "I want to know the story of the crime, and I will understand it even if I die. Otherwise I will not be reconciled."
　　 Directly speaking about solving the case, Xu Xinnian probably thinks that his head is wattless, so Xu Qi'an changed his opinion.
　　 After all, the original Xu Qi'an was a persistent and stubborn character.
　　 Xu New Year pondered for a while and said: "I have read the dossier, so I can tell you..."
　　 The case is too big for the Xu family these days, no one dared to help. In desperation, Xu Xinian changed his mind and tried to break the situation in terms of recovering tax and silver.
　　 Relying on the original contacts of the Xu family and the academy, as well as the management of money, Xu New Year bought the staff of Jingzhao Mansion and copied the files for him.
　　 But he has no experience in criminal judgment or investigation, so he has no choice but to give up.
　　 Xu Qi'an raised his hand and interrupted, "You go to write it down, the dictation is meaningless."
　　 All the details of the case are in the text. If you need to consider, chew, and allocate a part of the energy to listen, your brain will not be able to calmly think and analyze.
　　 Xu Qi'an’s logical reasoning ability has always been one of the best in his previous life, and he is a leader in his grade.
　　 Before the replacement, Xu Xinnian would not pay attention to him, thinking that the brothers had a goodbye this time, maybe it was a farewell.
　　 He agreed to his brother's last request and whispered: "Wait a moment."
　　 quickly left.
　　 The sound of footsteps disappeared in the corridor, and Xu Qi'an sat down with his back against the fence, feeling confused.
　　 He is not sure to turn the game over. It is a desire to solve the case, and it is true that he is unwilling.
　　 There is only one way to save myself that I can think of. I have to try it and struggle to death.
　　 In modern criminal investigation methods, crime scene investigation, surveillance, and autopsy are three essential components.
　　 No one died in the case of missing tax and silver, and there was no monitoring in ancient times, and he was in prison, and he had no conditions to contact the above three elements.
　　 Fortunately, the file can restore the crime scene to a certain extent.
　　 While digesting the memory of the original owner, he forced himself to get rid of all negative emotions. Only a calm brain can have clear thinking and complete rigorous reasoning.
　　 "It's dead or alive, it's the next step..." he murmured.
　　 The time for a stick of incense gradually passed, Xu Xinnian hurried back and handed him a few wet rice papers.
　　 "The time is up, I have to go." Xu New Year hesitated and said: "You take care of yourself."
　　 Xu Qi'an didn't say a word, his eyes were already attracted by the handwriting on the rice paper.
　　 Time is rushed, and the handwriting on the paper is cursive. If Xu Qi'an hadn't read the private school for a few years, he would not recognize these ghost symbols at all.
　　 "Reading is still useful, because it's mainly an illiterate...the end is the end of flowers." Xu Qi'an laughed at herself.
　　The process of the missing tax and silver case is like this:
[Three days ago, at a quarter past six (6:30 in the morning), Xu Pingzhi escorted a batch of tax and silver into Beijing. At that hour, he walked to Guangnan Street and just crossed the bridge. A strange wind suddenly set off. The horses were frightened and rushed into the street. By the river.
　　 In a hurry, there was a deafening explosion, the river blew up to a height of six feet, and the turbid waves were overwhelming.
　　The soldiers in charge of escorting the tax and silver jumped into the river to search for silver, only to find back one thousand two hundred and fifteen taels of silver, and the rest of the silver disappeared...]
　　 In addition to the incident, there are confessions from passersby collected by Jingzhao Mansion and confessions from soldiers who participated in the escort.
　　 In a series of confessions, Xu Qi'an noticed a sentence outlined with a red cinnabar pen: Monster is haunting!
　　 "Monsters make trouble?!" Xu Qi'an's pupils shrank, and his heart sank to the bottom.
　　......
　　 Jing Zhaofu, the back hall.
　　 After three consecutive days of rushing and busy, the three main persons responsible for the missing tax and silver case gathered together.
　　 Jing Zhaofu Yin Chen Hanguang, holding a white porcelain blue-and-white tea cup in his hand, gently knocking on the edge of the cup, his face solemn.
　　 The official fourth grade official who wears a scarlet robe and embroiders a cloud geese sighs lightly: "There are two days left. The Holy Spirit ordered me to wait for the tax and silver to be recovered before Xu Pingzhi beheaded. Two adults, we must hurry up."
　　 The two in Chen Fuyin's mouth were middle-aged men in black uniforms and black cloaks. The bridge of the nose was high, the eye sockets were slightly sunken, and the pupils were light brown.
　　Half of Southern Barbarian ancestry.
　　 Another girl with an oval face in a yellow dress has picturesque eyebrows and a curly skin, looking radiant.
　　 She is holding a sugar cane in her hand, a deerskin bag and a gossip feng shui plate hanging around her waist, and a pair of small boots embroidered with moiré under the skirt.
　　 swing and swing.
　　 These two assisted in handling the case. The middle-aged man named Li Yuchun was born in an organization that was extremely jealous of Dafeng officials: gangmen.
　　 The organization ‘Beat Gengren’ is engaged in reconnaissance, arrest, and interrogation activities. They are also involved in collecting military information and instigating against enemy generals.
　　 It does not belong to the sixth department, nor does it belong to the military system.
　　 is the intelligence organization of the royal family, and it is also a guillotine hanging over Baiguan's head.
　　All officials in Dafeng have heard one sentence: Don’t do bad things during the day, and don’t be afraid to call guards at night.
　　 And the girl in the yellow skirt is a member of Sitianjian, and she is not a low-level disciple of Sitianjian.
　　 The middle-aged man with a silver gong embroidered on his chest glanced at the bagasse that the girl in the yellow skirt was spreading around his feet, frowned, his palms swirled, and the air flow rolled, gathering the bagasse in one place.
　　 The middle-aged man nodded slightly, revealing a flash of joy.
　　 Then he replied to Chen Fuyin with a heavy face: "This case is very weird. Maybe our direction is wrong."
　　 "Where did Master Li's words begin?" Chen Fuyin frowned. The analysis of the case to the present, basically locked the monsters and robbed the tax bank.
　　 "Our time is running out, and what we should do now is to catch messy monsters as soon as possible. Don't think about these messy things." Chen Fuyin said.
　　 In recent years, the treasury has been empty, and there have been famines in various places. One hundred and fifty thousand taels of tax silver is equivalent to a year's tax revenue for an ordinary county.
　　 His Majesty’s anger is understandable.
　　 I didn’t have any money, you dropped the chain, so angry.
　　 Chen Fu Yin took the case conscientiously, and the burden on his shoulders has made him unable to eat well recently.
　　 The middle-aged man shook his head without arguing, and said, "What new gains does Xu Pingzhi have?"
　　Chen Fuyin shook his head: "A martial artist will only keep innocent, he doesn't even know how he lost his taxes."
　　 The girl in the yellow skirt said lightly: "I have watched his'qi' and didn't lie."
　　 Li Yuchun and Chen Fuyin nodded, and did not continue talking about the person.
　　 As a criminal, Xu Pingzhi was the first to be investigated, tortured, interpersonal relations and financial situation, etc., were all traced. UU read www.uukanshu.com and cooperated with Si Tianjian's Qi Qi technique, and the suspicion has now been eliminated.
　　 Of course, the loss of tax and bank account, Xu Pingzhi's dereliction of duty, the death penalty is inevitable.
　　 The middle-aged man and Chen Fuyin had serious faces and a heavy heart.
　　Only the yellow skirt girl with the lightest pressure, gnawing sugar cane carelessly.
　　 At this time, there was the sound of footsteps, and a government servant hurried in, holding a small bamboo tube in his right hand, and a paper bag of butter in his left hand, which contained a big steaming meat bun.
　　 Ya Yi handed the bamboo tube over first.
　　 The girl in the yellow skirt didn't answer, as if with Xingzi's bright eyes, she glanced at the big meat bag.
　　The yaman changed the order of interest, and the girl in the yellow skirt chewed up the big meat bag with joy, then took the bamboo tube, pulled out a piece of paper, and read:
　　 "My people said, 20 miles along the way, no evil spirits were observed in Hanoi, and there were no traces on the shore."
"Snapped!"
The depressed atmosphere finally exploded. Chen Fuyin slapped the table angrily, and his face was green with anger: "Where can I take 150,000 taels of silver? It has to go ashore, it has to go ashore. It's been three days, even the trace of the other party did not find."
　　 "Damn it, wherever monsters dare to intercept my big tax money, the official will call it annihilation!"
　　 Tax silver can't catch up, he has to take the blame, and the emperor won't care about his grievances, but if he sits in this position, he has to take the blame.
　　 The officialdom is like that. It’s hard to climb up, but it’s easy to fall.
　　Middle-aged Li Yuchun let out a sigh of relief and resumed the topic just now: "Could it be that we are investigating in the wrong direction? It may not be the work of a monster."
Chen Fuyin looked at him, took a deep breath, and suppressed the irritation in his heart: "It's not a monster, how does the demon wind come from? How can silver enter the river and disappear out of thin air? How could it blow up water waves several feet high and shake both sides of the bank? crack."