Tongxingli is about ten miles away from Guishan. It is a concession area close to the river. It is a neighborhood where wealthy businessmen and dignitaries from Jiangkou live. Therefore, the transportation facilities are quite convenient. You can take the tram directly to Tongxing from Xiushui Street. inside.
Because this time it was not a very urgent matter, there was no need to use the magic talisman to rush there, and it was rare to go down the mountain now. Shu Guan also wanted to see more of the scenery on earth.
He didn't want to really turn into a god on the mountain who didn't eat fireworks from the world.
After coming out of Taoyuan Village, we walked slowly along the river bank to Xiushui Street. We first went to the Zhouji breakfast shop. Although it was almost noon, this breakfast shop was still open. Generally, this kind of small shop mainly sells Early, but usually open until noon before closing.
After entering the door, Shu Guan ordered himself a hot dry noodles, a drawer of soup dumplings, and a bowl of lake soup noodles, and ate them hungrily.
Or maybe he didn't eat dinner last night, and this morning he hurriedly went to find his master with the newspaper, and then went to see Sixth Senior Brother Sang Liren, and then left Shanjingguan directly, so he didn't eat breakfast. I was already hungry.
Because he had been here several times, the fat boss named Zhou seemed to still remember him. There were no other customers in the store at this time, so he came over to chat with Shu Guan.
"Lao Xu came over for breakfast a few days ago and asked me if I had seen you again!"
Lao Zhou was wiping the table next to him and said something to Shu Guan with a smile.
Lao Xu?
Who is Lao Xu?
Shu Guan had noodles in his mouth and looked up at Lao Zhou blankly. Maybe the boss had remembered the wrong person.
"That's the old Xu who exchanged money with you last time!"
Lao Zhou reminded him.
Shu Guan sighed and finally remembered that when he first came to this breakfast shop to eat, he shared a table with a middle-aged customer with a very tall forehead. Later, because he had no change, he was still the middle-aged customer. Give him some change.
Because the middle-aged man's demeanor was somewhat extraordinary, Shu Guan still had some impression of that man.
It's just that almost a year has passed. Why is that person still asking the store owner to find out what he is doing? Did you change the wrong money last time?
Shu Guan felt a little strange.
"Oh, he is a friend of Lao Zhou?"
Then Shu Guan asked casually.
"That's right, I've been a regular customer for more than ten years."
"What does he do?"
Shu Guan asked again.
"I don't know. I've never asked him. Why would he be embarrassed to ask about the guests if he doesn't tell him himself?"
Old Zhou replied naively:
"But sometimes he comes and is accompanied by bodyguards. I think he is a big business person."
...Haha, that person doesn't look like a businessman...
Shu Guan smiled but didn't say anything. After finishing the meal, which he didn't know whether to count as breakfast or lunch, he paid the bill, said goodbye to Lao Zhou with a smile, and then walked to the tram stop on the street.
After waiting for about ten minutes, a tram came along the track. He bought a ticket for five cents, and Shu Guan got on the bus of this era.
I didn’t expect it to be more expensive than the ferry ticket.
Shu Guan was thinking this last time. There were about ten passengers in the carriage and seven or eight empty seats. It seemed that there were not many people taking the tram, perhaps because the tickets were not cheap.
Because today's mission was not suitable for wearing Taoist robes, Shu Guan wore a simple robe when he came out. No one paid attention to him, so he found a seat in the back row and sat down. The tram slowly started again and moved down the stairs. Stand away.
Shu Guan sat by the window, looking out the window at the streets, buildings, and pedestrians full of the style of the Republic of China. For a moment, he suddenly felt as if he had returned to his previous life, sitting on a tour bus and sightseeing in the scenic spot.
After passing four stops, the tram arrived at Tongxingli.
Shu Guan got off the car and looked around. The road was more than three times wider than Xiushui Street, and it was much cleaner than Xiushui Street. Both sides of the road were planted with huge sycamore trees imported from Falan Kingdom, providing shade. Among them, there are houses scattered among them, including Western Continental-style bungalows and villas, as well as Chinese-style gardens and courtyards.
Perhaps this block was not planned at the beginning, but precisely because of this slightly mixed layout and various buildings of different styles, this block has a special sense of beauty.
This is the rich area of this era. In terms of purely living environment, it will never be worse than the era when Shu Guan traveled through time.
Shu Guan found a passerby and asked about the location of the nearby patrol bureau. Then he walked two streets and found the patrol bureau here.
Compared with the buildings next to it, this is a not too conspicuous Injili-style one-story house with a blue and white exterior.
The patrol system of the Republic of China was originally learned from the Yinjili Empire and has existed since the Great China Dynasty. Therefore, the patrol bureaus in various places have basically continued to use the Yinjili architectural style.
Shu looked around and saw few pedestrians. Then he stood behind a telephone pole, put an invisibility charm on himself, and then walked straight across the street and walked into the patrol station.
When they entered the door, several police officers walked out of it and passed by Shuguan, but they were completely unaware of it and were busy talking about where to have lunch and what they should find for entertainment after lunch.
Shu Guan walked around the patrol station and found the dressing room.
Fortunately, there were several spare patrol uniforms inside. Shu Guan picked one that was similar to his own body type, and then left the patrol station directly using the wall penetration technique.
When he came to the secluded alley next to the patrol station, he put on the patrol uniform. However, the gun holster on his belt was one he had gotten from Fourth Senior Brother Qiu Yang's equipment room in the morning. He had used it last time. The revolver contained six psychic bullets.
This time he went on a mission alone. Just in case, Shu Guan brought everything he could.
He adjusted his uniform and then walked out of the alley. Passing a store on the way, Shu Guan glanced at himself reflected in the window glass.
A young patrolman wearing a crisp uniform. Although his appearance could not be said to be very handsome at first glance, his tall and tall figure with wide shoulders and thin waist, paired with a patrol uniform, was full of heroic charm.
Regarding this point, when we were walking on the road just now, we could already see it from the glances of some women we met, pretending to be casual but glancing at them from time to time.
Shu looked at the house numbers on the street, turned around several nearby airports, and then found his destination without too much difficulty.
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In the report of "Qiu Haitang Newspaper", the rich girl's name was not mentioned, but her address was written down. This was a little thought on the part of the reporter, which not only did not offend anyone too much, but also proved her reporting. authenticity.
No. 8 Jingfu Road, Tongxingli, is a villa that occupies a large area. Looking in from the iron fence outside, you can see a large green natural lawn, and in the middle of the lawn is a four-story white western-style building.
Shu Guan walked to the villa and saw a sign hanging on the wall next to the door, with the two words "Rongfu" engraved on it.
Shu Guan pressed the doorbell on the iron door. Through the iron door railings, he could see that the door of a small room near the iron door was opened, and then a middle-aged man dressed as a servant came out.
Seeing the middle-aged servant walking towards the door, Shu Guan suddenly felt a sense of intimacy.
Because this is what he has been doing in Shansi Guan for the past six months, but at least there are still people coming to his door.
The middle-aged servant walked to the door, glanced at Shu Guan who was standing outside the door, wearing a patrol uniform, and then asked politely.
"Sir, what's the matter?"
However, although his tone was polite, his expression was quite reserved, and he had no intention of opening the door immediately.
Seeing the servant's attitude towards the policeman, Shu Guan really believed that the young lady in their family actually dared to raise her hand and slap a policeman in the face.
"A cat disappeared in your mansion a few days ago. I came here to find out more about the situation."
Shu Guan smiled and said to the middle-aged servant.
That's why he had to go to the police station first and dress up as a police officer.
Because you can't just go to someone's house and ask about a missing cat for no reason.
As for the reason why he came to this Rong Mansion in the first place, it was because so far, he clearly knew that this was the Rong Mansion where the cat was missing.
Apart from here, he didn't know where to look for clues.
The middle-aged servant frowned and said:
"Didn't you come here several times in the past few days and found nothing?"
There seemed to be a lot of dissatisfaction in his expression.
"I'm new here. I used to work in the Xiushui Street branch. I heard my colleagues here talk about the incident in your mansion. When I was working in Xiushui Street, I also dealt with the same case, because there were too many incidents in Xiushui Street a year ago. I have some experience with the case of missing cats, so I would like to come to your house again to have a look."
Shu Guan smiled.
The middle-aged servant looked at him suspiciously and then said something.
"Wait a moment."
Then he turned around, walked across the lawn, and walked into the white western-style building. About five or six minutes after arriving, the middle-aged servant came out of the white western-style building again, came to the iron gate, and opened it.
"Come in with me."
The middle-aged servant led Shu Guan across the lawn.
"Miss has a guest today, so please wait a moment and hurry up."
Before entering the white western-style building, the middle-aged servant said something coldly.
Shu Guan, who was following him, shook his head silently and laughed.
If he was really a patrolman, he would probably turn around and leave at this time, because he was obviously here to help them, but the attitude of this middle-aged servant was as if he was begging them.
From a servant's perspective, I'm afraid his lady may not have a very good temper. It seems that the details in the Begonia News report are very credible.
Walking into the door of the white western-style building, behind the door is a spacious living room, decorated in the style of the Western Continent, with wooden reliefs and stained glass on the walls, enamel tiles on the ground, velvet-covered sofas, and sofas beside the sofas. The ornaments with cast metal elements are full of luxury, and it is not a superficial luxury. It reveals that the owner here has a very high aesthetic taste.
When the two of them entered the hall, a young maid with a delicate appearance greeted them.
"Make the sir a cup of tea."
The middle-aged servant told the young maid, and then walked to a wooden door at the edge of the hall.
From the ajar wooden door, bursts of laughter could be heard faintly.
The middle-aged servant first knocked on the door, then opened the ajar door and walked in. When he opened the door, Shu watched and saw that behind the door was a smaller living room, with seven or eight people sitting on the sofa. Individuals, all young men and women, were chatting in a lively atmosphere.
The middle-aged servant walked up to a woman with her back to the door, leaned over and whispered.
Then the woman nodded to the others and stood up, her back looking extremely elegant and moving.
"Let's talk first, I'm going to meet a guest."
Shu Guan, who had excellent hearing, could naturally hear clearly what the woman said to other people.
But why did that voice and that back figure make him feel familiar?
"What kind of guest are you? Please leave us to meet my cousin!"
A beautiful young woman sitting next to her said something like a coquettish person.
"A patrolman said he came here about the disappearance of Little Snowball."
"Why are these people still here!"
The pretty young woman frowned and said:
"I slapped their director last time, but these losers haven't found Little Snowball yet, so they still have the nerve to come back."
At this time, a young man opposite suddenly laughed.
"Manli, you still have the nerve to say that the Begonia newspaper published the incident of slapping the patrol chief today. The problem is that the young reporter did not dare to write his name, but only dared to write the address here. Now it's better. He knows the people here. But everyone thought the person who beat up the patrol chief was Sister Miao."
"No matter what, since they are here, I will always go to see them. As long as there is a slight possibility of finding Little Snowball, I will not give up."
The woman with an elegant and charming back said this, then turned around and walked out of the small living room inside.
When she walked out of the door, she looked at Shu Guan who was watching her.
Then Shu Guan and the woman softly said "Ah" at the same time.
"It's you!"
"It's you!"
The two recognized each other almost immediately.
The appearance of that woman is not very impressive, but her temperament is extremely elegant and refined. It is the kind of thing that is rarely encountered. It can make people feel pleasing to the eye at the first sight, and they can even ignore the appearance. woman.
This woman was the director of Lixing Spinning Factory whose name was Rong Miao, whom Shuguan had met at Lixing Spinning Factory.
If it hadn't been for her that day, the women in Taoyuan Village might not have been able to work in Lixing Spinning Mill. Shu Guan was naturally deeply impressed by this woman.
But what he didn't expect was that the woman named Rong Miao seemed to recognize him at a glance.
Then Rong Miao walked up to Shu Guan in an elegant manner, looked up and down at Shu Guan, who was wearing a patrol uniform, and a touching smile appeared on his lips.
"I didn't expect that you turned out to be a patrol officer!"
