On the way, Gu Qi suddenly smiled as he was thinking about it. Yu Xingle next to him was confused, and Zuo Zhong also looked at him doubtfully. What's wrong with this guy? He's on his way to handle a case now. What a decent person he is laughing and joking.
Gu Qi noticed Zuo Zhong's eyes and had no choice but to explain: "I just thought of a romantic past of a certain important young master in Jiaxing. It is said that he even left a poem and it was widely circulated, so I laughed."
Zuo Zhong was curious: "What word? Say it and listen."
Gu Qi replied awkwardly: "I forgot about it. I'll tell you about it later, section chief, when I have a chance."
In fact, this story was a bit romantic. Because He Yijun was here, Gu Qi was embarrassed to tell it. Zuo Zhong seemed to realize something, coughed and stopped talking, thinking about Jin Renjiu and Nanhu.
Gui Youguang and the others found an eyewitness in the northwest of Nanhu Lake. According to him, he saw Jin Renjiu hurriedly walking towards the lake that day, and he had an impression because of his thin clothes.
To the northwest of Nanhu and further towards the city is the area where Jin's family is located. It seems that Jin Renjiu rushed there directly after answering the phone. The old place he mentioned should be nearby.
After contacting the owner of the restaurant just now, Zuo Zhong decided to visit the nunnery in the northwest of Nanhu. Compared to bookstores and restaurants, nunneries are indeed more secretive. The relationship between Jin Renjiu and the person he meets may not be that simple.
When the car stopped at the scene of the sighting, Zuo Zhong took a breath of cold air after getting out of the car. He looked up and saw dozens of nunneries nearby. The sound of chanting resounded through the sky, and the burning incense towered into the clouds. The area around the shore of Nanhu Lake had become a sea. Buddhist country.
Gu Qi asked in a low voice: "Section Chief, do you want the East China District to send people to support and seal this place off?"
Zuo Zhong thought about it and felt he was not in a hurry: "Wait a minute, let's see what the witnesses say first."
At this time, Wu Chunyang came over with a bald man. Zuo Zhong observed the man carefully. The leather jacket on his body was made of good quality, and the jade ring in his hand was expensive. However, when he walked to Zuo Zhong, Zuo Zhong smelled a slight fragrance.
Zuo Zhong sniffed and was sure it was the smell of some kind of powder. Does a grown man still need to put on makeup? Looking at the other person's dark face, and then at the solemn nunnery, Zuo Zhong felt that there was something in this Something seems to be wrong.
"Section Chief, if you hadn't noticed that this guy's expression was wrong during the interview, he would have concealed it. It took him a long time to say that he had met Jin Renjiu."
After Wu Chunyang finished speaking, he tugged at the bald man: "This is my chief. Tell me exactly what you saw that day. If you dare to hide it and talk nonsense, I will kill you!"
Listening to Wu Chunyang's threats, the bald head rolled his eyes and quickly nodded and bowed: "I've seen this officer before. I was wandering by the South Lake when I was young and saw the people in the photo heading that way." After that, he pointed. Opposite direction of the nunnery.
Zuo Zhong looked at the sparse trees over there, walked up to the bald man and patted his shoulder: "Why are you wandering around Nanhu Lake? It's still such a cold day?"
The bald man was slapped by Zuo Zhong, and his body trembled so much that he almost fell to his knees on the ground. Hearing Zuo Zhong's question, his heart tightened even more, and he explained: "I just like walking, and after walking for a long time, I am not afraid of the cold."
"Oh, so that's it." Zuo Zhong seemed to suddenly realize, and shouted: "Wu Chunyang, strip him naked for me. I want to see how this gentleman is not afraid of the cold. Do you want to see it?"
Gu Qi, Yu Xingle and Gui Youguang nodded. He Yijun blushed but did not leave. They all saw that this bald man was full of lies and he would not be honest if he was not taught a lesson.
After receiving the order, Wu Chunyang walked up to the bald man and took off his fur coat. There was actually a sheepskin vest inside, which made everyone present sneer. Didn't he say he wasn't afraid of the cold?
The bald man didn't expect that the other party would take off his clothes as soon as he disagreed. As soon as the cold wind blew from the lake, the guy immediately got into a fight, but Wu Chunyang didn't stop. He only left him a pair of underwear and even his shoes. Take it off.
Zuo Zhong sneered and pulled out his pistol: "Run, run for me quickly, or I will let this guy encourage you."
How could the bald man still have the strength to run? Tears and snot were pouring out of his nose: "Sir, please forgive me. I said, I came out of Sendzi'an and saw that man, and he also went in."
Zuo Zhong snorted coldly: "Where is Songzi'an, where are you running and what are you doing so early in the morning?"
The bald man hesitated and said: "There are all nuns in buns there, it's that kind of place."
A nun with a bun? ? Zuo Zhong has a question mark on his head, what does this mean? Gu Qi moved to his side, Fu Er whispered something, Zuo Zhong looked at the bald man with a strange expression, these people are really good at playing.
Zuo Zhong was silent for a while, then signaled Wu Chunyang to give the clothes to the bald man. The bald man hurriedly put on his clothes as if he had been granted amnesty, and then said to please: "If the commander likes it, I am willing to arrange it for you. I just ask you to let me go."
Zuo Zhong's eyes widened, wondering who he thought he was, and he immediately kicked the bald man in the face: "Stop talking nonsense, tell me clearly about the situation inside the nunnery. Have you ever seen the person in the photo before?"
The bald man crawled back, ignoring the bleeding nose and said: "There are seven or eight masters inside who are responsible for entertaining guests. I have never seen this person before, but the guests in Shuangzi'an are all regular customers. The masters are always He is reserved and just chats and laughs with the guests at the beginning. After more times, he can drink, play cards, and go in and out of the cloud room."
Tsk tsk, they are all talented people. They told a dirty thing so elegantly and humorously, but they also let Zuo Zhong know Jin Renjiu's secret. This guy turned out to be a frequent visitor to Songzi'an. What about the people who met him?
Zuo Zhong continued to ask: "Besides that kind of thing, are there any Buddhist temples in Shuangzi'an that are open to the public?"
The bald man nodded repeatedly: "Of course there are, but of course you have to be a regular customer. The masters don't like the excitement."
Zuo Zhong looked at the bald man and felt that this man was still of some use, so he said to Yu Xingle: "District Chief Yu, please take this man into custody. After we finish the investigation, send Zi'an to send him to the police station to identify the body."
Yu Xingle nodded, beckoning two agents to watch over the earth-colored bald man. The guy was still begging for mercy when he was dragged away: "Sir, you must not do this. There is a tigress in my house, and someone will die!"
It has nothing to do with Zuo Zhong whether he can survive or not. He glanced at the nunnery in the distance with an expression of disgust on his face: "Gui Youguang, seal the nunnery for me and take out all the filthy things inside. Let it dry."
"yes!"
Gui Youguang ran away in a hurry with a group of spies. This was a good job. These people had smiles on their faces and used all their strength. They were a bit more active than when they caught Japanese spies.
Looking at Gu Qi and Wu Chunyang with regretful expressions on the side, and Yu Xingle who was eager to try, Zuo Zhong secretly cursed that these people had never seen the market before, and they were such an embarrassment to the Secret Service.
But Zuo Zhong has one advantage, that is, he follows the good deeds, so he said: "Let's go and have a look too."
Everyone except He Yijun was happy: "What a great place, it would be great if more people could help."
When Zuo Zhong and the others arrived, the nunnery was already abuzz with excitement. Some men and women in cool clothes ran out of the meditation room. Behind them were ferocious spies.
Looking at the people running around the yard, Zuo Zhong's face slowly darkened. What did Gui Youguang do? Did he really treat action as child's play? He even forgot about discipline.
Gui Youguang didn't expect Zuo Zhong to come so soon. He held a gun in his hand and shouted loudly: "Everyone, stop and don't move. Women stand still and men squat down. Otherwise, we will kill you!"
Seeing this man who suddenly rushed into Shuangzi'an, kicked down the door and arrested people with a gun, the chattering men and women became obedient, and they all looked at the new Zuo Zhong cautiously.
They knew that the person in charge was here, especially the head of the hermitage in Sendzi'an, who was very worried. They naturally had a background to do this kind of business here, and they were not small.
If those gangsters came to cause trouble, she could make the police chief miserable with just one phone call, but the gang in front of her didn't look like they were from the local area, and she didn't know where they came from.
Zuo Zhong walked in the yard with his hands behind his back. The women standing seemed pitiful and the men squatting had regrets on their faces. Finally, he stopped in front of a nun with a charming smile.
Although this female nun was wearing a monk's robe, it could be seen through the monk's hat that she was not bald, and she also smelled like a prostitute. He said that she was a nun who chanted sutras and chanted Buddha's name. Ten thousand people didn't believe it.
Seeing her smiling at him, Zuo Zhong frowned and said, "You must be the master of this nunnery. I have something to ask you."
The owner of the nunnery smoothed his hair and replied shyly: "Just follow the arrangements of the little benefactor. I wonder why you came to the nunnery?"
Looking at this fat and ugly woman, Zuo Zhong had an expressionless expression on his face: "Pure Buddhism harbors dirt and evil, how do you explain it?"
The master of the nunnery laughed twice: "The little benefactor is really good at joking. Just say whatever you want. Although I am not sending Zi'an to a famous temple, I still have some money. As long as you turn a blind eye, I will be a poor nun." .....”
Before she could finish speaking, Zuo Zhong raised his hand and gave her a slap in the face. The nunnery owner staggered and nearly fell down. His face swelled up at the sight. Everyone in the yard was startled. This young man was too aggressive. Cruel.
But it wasn't over yet. Zuo Zhong then opened his bow from left to right and slapped the nunnery master more than ten times. The nunnery master felt that the stars in the sky couldn't distinguish between east, west and north, and his ugly face turned into a pig's head, which was much more pleasing to the eye than before.
Zuo Zhong looked at the nunnery master whose face was covered with blood. He took out his handkerchief and wiped his hands. He said in a cold voice: "Who are you showing off here to show off? Do you know how much of a crime you have committed? If I ask you questions, please answer honestly. You are not allowed to follow me." I’m verbose.”
The disheveled head of the nunnery now knew how powerful he was. He knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "Sir, if you ask, this poor nun won't dare to do it anymore."
Not having a toast or a penalty, Zuo Zhong took out the photo and threw it on the ground: "This person came here last month. I want to know who he met, how long he met, and whether there was anything unusual when he left."
The owner of the nunnery crawled to the photo, opened his swollen eyelids, looked at it, and immediately shouted: "His surname is Jin, and he is a regular customer of our nunnery, but he used to bring girls here by himself, and it has nothing to do with sending children to the nunnery."
Zuo Zhong walked up to her and said word by word: "Who is that woman? Think about it clearly. This is a matter of your life and death. Don't toast or eat as a penalty."
The men and women in Shuangzi'an were horrified. If this was a toast, what would happen if they drank wine as a penalty?
