Han Changmu's face was solemn and he wrinkled his nose vigorously. He finally smelled the strange smell emanating from the animal skin. His expression changed slightly: "It's the smell of kerosene."
He Dengglou nodded: "Your Excellency is wise, it's kerosene. I discovered that all the overheated places in this house were naturally burned by flames. Only the piece of animal skin on the kang in the main room was soaked in kerosene. This The piece of animal skin should be leftover from burning the bedding on the kang."
As soon as this statement came out, there was nothing I didn’t understand.
Whose bedclothes on the kang are soaked in kerosene? This is clearly an intentional act of arson.
Who set the fire? Where did the little woman who lived alone go?
Could it be that someone in Qinglong Temple is not here to tell the truth, but to kill people and silence them.
He looked at Yao Yao, who had been pursed in silence.
She always looked calm, without any shock, surprise or regret.
An idea flashed across his mind, maybe it wasn't that there was no dead body, but that no one was alive. The little woman who lived in seclusion had probably left this place before the fire broke out.
He suddenly looked uninterested and asked Yao Yao: "Yao Canjun, I have to go back to the Department of Internal Security first. Do you want to come with Yao Canjun?"
Yao Yao smiled as usual: "Young Envoy, please go back first. I will file the matters here and go to the Internal Security Department to follow the instructions."
Han Changmu raised his eyebrows, turned his head silently, and walked away facing the bright sunshine.
He Denglou looked at Han Changmu's back and suddenly came up to Yao Yao and whispered: "Boss Yao, why is Young Master Han acting so weird today?"
Yao Yao snorted: "Isn't he always like this?"
He Denggou shook his head: "He used to be yin and sad, but today he is yin and yang. It's different."
Yao Yao's heart skipped a beat, he narrowed his eyes, and suddenly became angry.
Walking out of the burned ruins and outside Xinchangfang, the cold air suddenly became extremely fresh, and even the sunshine became warm and beautiful.
Han Changmu took a deep breath and walked forward slowly, reaching the Yanqing Gate next to Xinchangfang.
There are several green cloth donkey carts parked at the gate of Yanqing.
This kind of donkey cart is very common in Chang'an City. High-ranking families often ride horse carts when going out. This kind of donkey cart is for those who don't have a horse carriage.
If they encounter a weak female family member who cannot walk a long way, they will hire a donkey cart like this to go out, which is cheap and affordable.
As soon as Han Changmu reached the gate of Yanqing, the drivers jumped out of the car and started soliciting business.
"Young gentleman, come on, come on, the old man's car is going fast and steady."
"My car is new, clean and luxurious."
"Hey, no matter how new it is, it's still a donkey cart. If you have the ability, you can change it to a carriage."
As they talked, these people began to slander each other.
Han Changmu shook his head, walked to the door indifferently, looked at the young man who never came forward to solicit business, and said calmly: "Hire for one day."
The boy was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and his face was still a little green, but not childish. On the contrary, he was tanned. He held the reins with both hands, and his head was covered with small and dense cracks.
His eyes were bright, he smiled dullly, stretched out his hands, and turned his palms over.
Han Changmu frowned slightly, he turned out to be a mute: "Two hundred coins?"
The boy shook his head and turned his palms over.
Han Changmu raised his eyebrows: "One hundred coins?"
The boy nodded and grinned, showing his white and neat teeth, looking extremely honest and honest.
Han Changmu smiled, opened the car curtain and got in. He lifted the curtain on the car window and could just see the south gate of Xinchangfang. He made a calculation secretly and whispered in the car: "Drive the car first." Go outside the north gate of Xinchangfang, and when I tell you to leave, you can catch the car again."
There was no sound of the boy's voice coming from outside the car, only the sound of a whip hitting the shaft of the car, and then the wheels started turning gurglingly.
Under the envious eyes of others, the green cloth donkey cart went around the streets and headed for the north gate of Xinchangfang.
Not long after the donkey cart stopped, Han Changmu heard a commotion outside. He opened a narrow slit in the curtain and looked out. The bright sunlight suddenly shone on his eyes. He narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Follow me." Get up to the guy in front."
The boy still cracked his whip and drove the donkey cart after him.
Han Changmu was wandering around in the car, holding the car curtain between his two fingers, opening a narrow gap, and looking outside coldly.
He initially chose this person to drive because he seemed the most honest and honest person.
Unexpectedly, this man was mute and would not reveal secrets.
He looked at the man in front of him walking hurriedly, and he followed him in his car at a leisurely pace. Cars kept passing by, and the two green cloth donkey carts were hidden among them. They were really inconspicuous.
This boy looked unattractive and speechless, but he was very good at driving a car. He only said to follow the man in front. As for how far or close he followed, and how he followed without alerting the enemy, that was all up to the boy himself. of understanding.
While wandering around, Han Changmu gradually became suspicious. This boy looked young, but he was very capable of tracking. After following him for so long, he knew the distance very well. If he was closer, he would be alarmed, and if he was farther, he would be alarmed. It is easy to lose track.
He narrowed his eyes. If this kid wasn't a veteran here, he was extremely talented.
He looked at the back of the person in front of him, and he was filled with doubts. It was still the girl from last night, the person he was very familiar with.
The girl didn't seem to notice that someone was following her, but out of instinctive vigilance, she circled around Chang'an City.
Han Changmu was also very patient and asked the driver to follow him from a distance without worrying about anything else.
This is not the first time that the half-grown boy has done this kind of thing. His inability to speak was his weakness in the past, but now it has become his strength, because he can best keep secrets. Many mistresses in high-ranking families When his confidants are ordered to keep tabs on him, they will most likely hire his car.
It is precisely because of this that he has developed such an extraordinary spying skill.
But at the same time, another sequelae of stalking slowly emerged.
The confidants of the mistresses of these high-ranking families came out to keep an eye on the affairs of the head husband, who were most likely to do something shady outside.
Why go to a flower house to raise an outside room? Some have more than one outside room.
Most of the results were similar until the end. The mother of the house took action, knocked down the little sluts and beat them violently until their teeth were broken, strands of hair were pulled to the ground, and the faces with beautiful faces were endless. His head was twisted and deformed with each punch, and the screams and curses could be heard endlessly.
It's a bloody and violent scene that makes people tremble at the sight of it.
And the husband in charge finally came out to clean up the mess, and gave a sum of money to the ugly outside wife who was beaten by the evil spirit, and then comforted his wife, and then moved to a more secluded place to raise a younger and more beautiful outside wife.
The boy driving the carriage had seen so many such miseries in the world that he couldn't help but be afraid of getting married.
He thought that his family was too poor to support an outside wife, but he couldn't stand it if he married a tigress like these mistresses.
While driving, the boy looked back and cursed secretly.
In the car was a handsome man, followed by a young girl. The girl looked like she was not out of court. The man was following him, so he probably didn't hold back any good ideas.
He drove the car steadily and urgently, and he had secretly labeled Han Changmu a flower-picking thief, thinking about how to save the girl from the fire and water, and how to turn the little thief into the government.
Han Changmu didn't know what the driver was thinking. He looked at the girl in front and saw that the sun was getting bigger and bigger, and it was almost time for lunch, but she had no intention of stopping yet.
She is the tastiest and the one who gets hungry the fastest, but now she is not hungry anymore.
The girl walked around Chang'an City again, and suddenly and unexpectedly entered the West Market.
Han Changmu was surprised. There were so many people and cars in the West City, and one wrong look would lead to him being lost.
He quickly urged the boy: "Quick, quick, follow closely."
The boy knocked his riding whip again, finally understanding Han Changmu's instructions, and drove his car into the West Market.
In the past few days, a caravan from the Western Regions came. In addition to bringing goods from various countries in the Western Regions, they also went with an opera troupe to set up a stage and perform in the largest restaurant in the Western Market. The performance was not an ordinary opera excerpt, but an illusion.
As soon as the news came out, the people went crazy and flocked here regardless of whether they had money or not.
Illusions from the Western Regions are something I have never heard of.
I guess even the saints are not lucky enough to see it.
With such a troupe from the Western Regions mingling in the West Market, the number of people in the West Market has been particularly large these days.
The crowds were huge, comparable to the Lantern Festival.
As soon as he entered the West Market, there was a buzz that made Han Changmu's mind explode. There were people and cars everywhere, and there was a roar of people everywhere.
He no longer had any worries, and opened the car curtain completely, staring intently at the girl in front of him who was mixed in the crowd, and kept urging the boy driving the car to go faster.
The boy cursed secretly after hearing this.
It is a serious sin to run a horse down the street and disturb the crowd. Of course, it is not a horse but a donkey, but donkeys also have three-dimensional energy and can also scare people.
There were more and more people, and the figure of the girl in front was gradually annihilated by the crowd.
The donkey cart was blocked by the surging crowd and could not move forward.
Unknowingly, I walked outside the restaurant where the illusion show of the Western Regions was performed. It was still a long way from the restaurant, but there were already so many people that it was scary.
The boy sighed.
There are still many rich people in Chang'an City. I heard that a magic show costs two taels of silver. He has to drive many times to earn back.
Seeing that it was difficult for the donkey cart to pass through the crowd, Han Changmu calmed down, threw a piece of silver to the boy, got out of the car and walked away quickly, saying calmly: "This is two taels of silver."
The boy was stunned. Looking at Han Changmu who disappeared into the crowd in an instant, his face suddenly changed and turned red. He raised his hand and slapped his thigh suddenly.
Damn it, he hadn't taken this man to the Yamen yet, so why did he let him run away?
