The coffin that Yuan Mingkong insisted on bringing back was filled with such books. Zhao Rang opened a few more books and found that the contents were almost the same. They were all altered verses with numbers.
Keeping accounts in this way is indeed very secretive, difficult to be discovered, and quite elegant. However, Zhao Rang does not know how these account books appeared in the coffin.
"Did you collect these and hide them in the coffin?"
Yuan Mingkong shook his head and said:
"They were already here. After I found out, I simply got in and guarded them myself. But I was afraid of being discovered by them, so I took drugs to make myself appear to be in a state of suspended animation."
Yuan Mingkong acted like this and was gambling with his life.
Although after taking the medicine, his breath was as thin as a thread and his pulse was weak and could not be detected at all. But if someone lifts the lid of the coffin and needs to access the account books, there is no way to hide it with such a big person lying on it.
This medicine can only deceive the detection of skilled warriors, but it cannot avoid the eyes. If you actually see it, it will be even more dangerous. In this state, Yuan Mingkong was weaker than a lamb, and a three-year-old child could kill him with a dagger.
Zhao Rang calculated in his mind. Judging from the amount of medicine Yuan Mingkong took, it didn't take long for him to get into the coffin. Probably before Shen Liushu's banquet, shortly after the Zhong family class was bloodbathed, he took medicine and lay quietly in the coffin.
With a change of mind, Zhao Rang remembered the strange situation when Yun Lifei, the leader of the eight strange people in the Zhong family class, died. Someone seemed to have taken something from his hand. Could it be an account book?
But now these account books fill half the coffin, and he could hold at least one in his hand when he died.
Yuan Mingkong saw what Zhao Rang was thinking, so he rummaged around in the coffin where the corpse's head was placed, pulled out a blood-stained account book from the bottom, handed it to Zhao Rang, and said:
"I arrived at Chagan Tologai four days and three nights earlier than you."
Zhao Rang did not open the account book immediately, but asked:
"Where did you live before taking the medicine?"
Yuan Mingkong stretched out his finger.
Zhao Rang's gaze followed, but was blocked by the wall across the courtyard. But the direction Yuan Mingkong pointed was the slum area that Zhao Rang had visited twice, which was the original Chagan Tologai.
"It was only later that I heard the deputy shopkeeper accidentally talk about it, and then I realized that that was the original place, so I went there again with Ye Sanniang, thinking that even if I couldn't find you, I would definitely find some clues."
Yuan Mingkong nodded, suddenly laughed, and said:
"Actually, it's my sister's fault!"
"Why should you blame Yuan Kexin?"
Yuan Mingkong replied:
"In the message I left for her, I specifically emphasized the word 'real'. I guess there were too many things that happened in King Lanmo's city that day, plus you and I both went out that night, so we split up to As for her nervousness, she forgot about it when conveying it to you..."
After Yuan Mingkong finished speaking, he sighed, and Zhao Rang also shook his head.
If Yuan Kexin had said Yuan Mingkong's words authentically from the beginning, Zhao Rang would have clearly understood the history of Chagan Tologai as soon as he arrived here. After all, Yuan Mingkong is not an aimless person. He specifically said this, which proves that Chagan Toluogai must have another reason.
In this way, things become much simpler.
Zhao asked them to eat in a restaurant owned by a local when they first entered Chagan Tologai. If you know Yuan Mingkong's true words, you only need to ask the boss more about what was going on here, how long his restaurant has been in business, etc., and you will be able to find out the truth immediately. Maybe Zhao Rang would turn around immediately, not even going to Tongbao Bank, and go straight to the shack area.
However, there is still a big question, which Yuan Mingkong has not explained clearly.
It was also his first time here. How could he know so much about Chagan Tologai? Even Ye Sanniang, who has been here, would know very little about such things if she hadn't inquired with the locals or done enough homework.
"Since those bright-minded mountain people who wanted to make money moved away from the original settlement, you have also seen how the shacks became abandoned. Naturally, no one pays attention to the desolate place, so..."
"So you arranged shadow guards inside?"
Zhao Rang interrupted him and said.
Yuan Mingkong nodded.
Zhao Rang was right. The reason why he had such a detailed and thorough understanding of Chagan Torogai was ultimately based on the information conveyed by the shadow guards placed there.
Zhao Rang's eyes flashed past those little beggars, the hunchback whose identity he did not know, and the room made of fine steel and filled with coffins.
If you connect it with Shadow Guard, everything will make sense.
Chagan Toluogai was still nominally under the management of Lan Mo Kingdom, and the father of the nonsense detective was also a noble in Lan Mo Kingdom.
He has no brains, and there are always smart people behind him.
If the shadow guard makes a big show of finding a job in this new place and conceals his identity, he will surely be investigated soon. It would be better to establish a foothold in the already decayed original residence, and no one would be suspicious.
What's more, the nonsense detective only thinks about how to earn more contributions from major merchants, which is the so-called "mediation fee." What kind of fortune can be found in a beggar and a beggar? Of course just ignore it!
"Is it possible that the hunchback I captured and those little beggars are all Shadow Guards? Are they yours?"
Zhao Rang asked rhetorically.
If this is the case, then a flood will really hit the Dragon King Temple, and one family will not know the other!
But what the hunchback yelled at the end was really weird... "The long summer nights are long, the strong west wind is cool!"
Yuan Mingkong's expression suddenly became lonely.
He looked at the table. There were only two empty teapots and a plate of fruit on the table, but there was nothing else.
Zhao Rang knew what he was looking for.
Yuan Mingkong must be looking for wine.
So he shouted out the door and asked the deputy shopkeeper to quickly prepare a few jugs of good wine.
"Hahaha, it's my parents who gave birth to me, and it's Brother Zhao who knows me!"
Yuan Mingkong bowed his hands and said with a smile.
Zhao Rang also returned the gift and said:
"Each other!"
The deputy shopkeeper took off his feet and ran very fast. In the blink of an eye, he came over with a tray full of wine. The wine bottle on top took up half of the table.
Yuan Mingkong picked up a pot and drank it all. However, he was still not satisfied and drank another pot.
When he was about to reach for the third pot, he was interrupted by Zhao Rang.
Zhao Rang didn't say a word, just looked at him quietly.
Instead of looking at each other, Yuan Mingkong finally retracted his hand and said with a mouth full of alcohol:
"It was probably the case before. But by the time I came, it was no longer the case."
Before Yuan Mingkong arrived at Chagan Torogai, the shadow guards placed in the slum area had long been exposed for some reason, uprooted from top to bottom, and then replaced with new people. Impersonate.
It's ridiculous that Yuan Mingkong thought there were still people of his own here, so he still had frequent contact with them on the way and after arriving. This allowed them to be in control of their actions and plans as well as those of Zhao Rang and others, and they were able to take advantage of everything.
It is estimated that the only person who is not under their control is Ye Sanniang, a third-level martial arts master. If they knew Ye Sanniang's true identity, they would definitely send a skilled player of comparable strength to contain her. Isn’t Lian Gongzi, who had fought with Ye Sanniang in King Lanmo’s city, the best candidate?
Following Yuan Mingkong's narration, Zhao Rang gradually became clear in his heart.
It seems that neither myself nor Yuan Mingkong, who came first, could make any substantial progress except for the account books in the coffin.
"By the time I found out that these shadow guards were fake, it was already too late... Two fists were hard to beat with four hands. I relied on the high and low terrain in the shack area to fight with them. Later, I found that the pursuers behind me were not there, and the surrounding It was suddenly quiet.”
"I quietly came out and saw a middle-aged man and a hunchback in Chinese clothes and the beggars who had just surrounded me got into the coffin shop. This room was originally made by the shadow guards, so there are many mechanisms I know, they don’t.”
"Just like that, I saw the middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes put a bloody account book into the coffin. After they left, I felt that this coffin must be extremely important, and it would not be easy to If it was opened again, I decided to take a gamble!"
"Chen Liushu!"
Zhao Rang blurted out.
The middle-aged man in rich clothes that Yuan Mingkong saw must be Shen Liushu!
The death of Zhong Jiaban was indeed caused by him!
He first led people to wash out the Zhong family class with blood. Until the last moment, he still wanted to use the account book in his hand as a threat in exchange for his life. It was really too naive...
After Chen Liushu took the account book, he hurried to the shack area and hid it in the coffin. Then he went through all the drama and came to Zhao Rang and others to tell Zhao Rang and others about the tragedy of Zhong's class.
As a result, he left himself clean. In addition, from the very beginning, he had shown a loyal and repaying attitude towards Zhao Rang and Ximen Dazhuang, and he also walked in vain and spoke without any power. Zhao Rang mistook Shen Liushu for thinking that Shen Liushu did not have any martial arts skills and was just an ordinary, He was just a semicolon shopkeeper with considerable business ability, so there was no defense against him.
"Understood……"
All the incidents came together at once. Although there were still some details that had not been sorted out, Zhao Rang knew that these must be led by a group of forces represented by Shen Liushu.
But who on earth has the ability to replace all the shadow guards in a place, and also deceive Yuan Mingkong, the deputy commander of the shadow guards?
"Brother, Xifeng Lie may not be as simple as we think..."
Yuan Mingkong finished his third bottle of wine and said in a gloomy voice.
"After I lay in the coffin, I carefully looked through the account books pressed under my body. Over the years, although the branches of Tongbao Bank here have been very profitable, Shen Liushu has only handed over to the main account only twenty-three out of ten at most. Most of the rest of the bills have a line of small regular script at the bottom, guess what is written?"
Zhao Rang blurted out without even thinking:
"The long summer nights are long, and the west wind is cool every night?"
After that, he picked up the account book with the blood-stained cover and looked through it.
By coincidence, I saw the following words on the left and right pages:
"The King of the West has exhausted his eighty thousand warriors, but in order to retaliate, he throws a pot and has no arrows."
"Eight hundred miles apart, my subordinates will be burned, half a million strings will be turned over outside the Great Wall, and the troops will be dispatched on the battlefield in autumn."
At the bottom of these two sentences, there is a sentence in small regular script, which is exactly what Zhao Rang blurted out just now.
