Ouyang Hai raised his head and blew out a puff of smoke.
But this time he didn't blow out smoke rings. Green smoke curled up, and two cold words came from the smoke.
"died."
Shu Guan was silent for a moment. The person he just asked was naturally Pang Daokun.
Then Ouyang Hai's voice continued to sound.
"A total of thirty-one people died, twenty-seven prisoners, and four patrolmen, including the two brothers who guarded Pang Daokun."
"However, they were not burned to death because there was an iron door blocking the fire and the fire did not burn in so quickly. They were suffocated to death by the smoke."
"What's the cause of the fire?"
Shu Guan then asked in a deep voice.
"It hasn't been found out yet, but there are no signs of arson for the time being..."
When Ouyang Hai said this, he paused and said again.
"There are no traces of Taoist magic being used."
...Is that a coincidence?
Shu Guan frowned.
"What are you doing here today?"
Then Ouyang Hai asked this question.
"I want to come and see Pang Daokun."
"So you decided to investigate this matter?"
"Yes, but it seems there is no way to check it now."
"What did you find out later?"
So Shu Guan talked about the possible relationship between GLH Company and Pang Daokun in that photo. Of course, he also explained what GLH Company was about.
After Ouyang Hai heard this, his brows slowly knitted together.
"Have you ever explored Pang Daokun's memory before?"
Shu Guan hesitated and asked Ouyang Hai.
In his opinion, a person with multiple identities like Ouyang Hai should have some Taoist skills in reading other people's memories.
Ouyang Hai glanced at him and said:
"I told you a long time ago, unless I encounter a life-and-death crisis of my own, I will not use any Taoist magic."
"I'm just a little pity."
Shu Guan sighed.
If Ouyang Hai could look at Pang Daokun's memory, maybe they would have known the truth behind Pang Daokun's crazy killing.
"Of course, if I could have come earlier, maybe I would have known the truth, and even this fire wouldn't have happened tonight."
Then Shu Guan said regretfully in such a timely manner.
However, Ouyang Hai's expression was a little strange at this moment.
"...What if, no matter when you come, this fire will happen before you do?"
Ouyang Hai said this as if he was mumbling to himself.
Shu Guan was startled for a moment and immediately understood the meaning of Ouyang Hai's words.
"Didn't you say that there was no sign of arson in this fire? Whether it was an ordinary person or a practitioner."
So Shu Guan also raised his eyebrows and said.
"Just because you can't see it doesn't mean it's wrong. After listening to what you said just now, my sixth sense told me that this fire probably happened just to silence Pang Daokun."
"Sixth sense?"
Shu Guan looked at him dumbfounded.
"Don't believe it, my sixth sense is very good. In the words of practitioners, my Fushiya soul is extremely talented."
Ouyang Hai said to him seriously:
"It never goes wrong."
Shu Guan looked at him doubtfully for a while, then raised a question:
"If they wanted to silence Pang Daokun, why didn't they do it right after Pang Daokun went crazy? But they had to wait a few days. Isn't this asking for trouble and increasing the risk of leaking their secrets?"
Ouyang Hai slowly squatted down and lit another cigarette for himself.
At this moment, his eyes shone with a light that could be called wisdom.
"...This is also the question I have been thinking about just now... Their behavior is indeed a bit weird. Since they want to take away the information from Pang Daokun's home, why not just kill Pang Daokun?"
"Logically, there is only one possibility, and that is that they originally thought there was no need to kill, but now they feel they must kill, so they took action."
"Then why did they suddenly change their decision just a few days ago?"
Shu Guan frowned.
Ouyang Hai raised his head and looked at him.
Shu Guan's heart skipped a beat.
"...You mean, because I was investigating this matter and those people knew this, they silenced Pang Daokun?"
"That's the only reason I can think of."
"This is impossible. Since the day before yesterday, I have done nothing at all. I just...went to Xia Fei Road once. How could they be so sure that I was investigating Pang Daokun's affairs! Unless they have been monitoring me."
Shu Guan shook his head decisively.
First, he had no sense of being watched.
Secondly, he has the secret technique of hiding his aura, and no one can use Taoist divination to predict his behavior.
Even if someone is really monitoring him, he has not taken any substantive action in the investigation of Pang Daokun. Everything is just his speculation.
Even if he went to Xiafei Road once, it wouldn't explain anything.
Could it be that he was testing that cafe? Is there really something wrong with that cafe?
If it was really just because I tested that cafe and was spying on him... If there really was such a person... I would have guessed that he was investigating the Pang Daokun incident and the GLH company. This is incredible. Some, unless someone can see through their own hearts!
No, it can't be the reason Ouyang Hai said.
And all current speculations are based on the premise that Ouyang Hai's sixth sense is correct. Today's fire in the patrol station in the south of the city was set off because someone wanted to kill Pang Daokun.
Regarding this, Shu Guan still has doubts.
"What, you don't believe it?"
Seeing Shu Guan's face, Ouyang Hai said lightly.
"If it is really just to kill Pang Daokun and silence him, just sneak in and kill him. Why implicate so many innocent people? There is no point in doing so."
Shu Guan expressed his doubts.
"No meaning? There is so much meaning in this!"
Ouyang Hai sneered and said:
"Send someone to kill Pang Daokun? You have also seen where Pang Daokun was imprisoned. Do you think that place can be sneaked into by ordinary people? As long as Pang Daokun dies alone, it will be easy for others to guess that he is a practitioner. He did it, and sent a cultivator specifically to kill Pang Daokun. Doesn’t this make it clear that there is a big secret about Pang Daokun’s madness! By then, do you think the Seven Immortals Alliance you stayed with will notice this? "
"With such a fire now, there are no traces of man-made artifacts. Only people like us who have known for a long time that Pang Daokun's madness must be related to practitioners will doubt the purpose of this fire."
Shu Guan was left speechless.
"Forget it if you don't believe it."
At this time, Ouyang Hai waved his hand and stood up.
"I'll tell you again, my sixth sense is absolutely infallible and has never failed me."
"This fire is definitely not an accident."
"However, it is just my speculation whether it is because you have aroused the other party's vigilance, of course..."
Ouyang Hai raised his finger and pointed at his head, and said the last thing.
"My guesses are rarely wrong."
There was immense confidence in his tone.
After saying this, Ouyang Hai turned around and walked out of the alley.
Shu Guan suddenly raised his voice and called him.
"What else?"
Ouyang Hai turned his head.
"I saw you were very sad just now..."
Shu Guan hesitated and said. He originally wanted to comfort Ouyang Hai, but when the words came to his mouth, he didn't know what to say.
"Why, do you think people like us should be born with a hard heart?"
Ouyang Hai said this indifferently, turned around and walked out of the alley.
Shu Guan touched his head and muttered in his heart:
Good intentions are regarded as the liver and lungs of a donkey.
Then he also left here from the other end of the alley.
…
On the morning of the next day, Shu Guan was sitting in the horse racing pavilion drinking tea.
He was not in a good mood.
Pang Daokun died. Although he was not very familiar with the university professor and they just nodded to each other when they met on the road, it was still a very regrettable thing.
Moreover, after Pang Daokun died, the investigation of GLH Company became more and more difficult.
However, Shu Guan was not ready to give up on this matter. Since there was no simple way, he would use the stupidest way.
He was going to meet Du Wenqiang in the afternoon.
Just when Shu Guan was thinking carefully about how he should ask Du Wenqiang to help him do those things, An Fengjun rushed in from the gate carrying a wooden stick.
If it weren't for the smile on his face, people who didn't know would have thought he was here to vandalize the store.
"Mr. Shu, there really are things that those little red guys dropped!"
An Fengjun rushed to the long table, placed the wooden stick on the long table, and said with a smile:
"This wooden stick belongs to those guys who hide their heads and tail. It was taken from the hands of the guy who attacked him when he was sneak attacked by one of my brothers with the best martial arts. Later, after the brother woke up from a coma, , found that the stick was beside him and had not been taken away.”
Shu glanced at the stick. It was an ordinary jujube stick. It was neither a magic weapon nor tainted with the spiritual power of the practitioner.
The person who used this stick in the first place should be just an ordinary person.
"Then I will help Mr. An figure out where those people are hiding."
Shu Guan took out the tortoise shell and ancient copper coins from under the table and began to make divinations.
An Fengjun looked at him expectantly.
And after a few seconds, Shu Guan raised his head.
"Mr. Shu, how's it going? Have you figured it out?"
An Fengjun suddenly became nervous.
Shu Guan smiled and gave an address.
The divination just now went very smoothly, and the heavenly secrets were revealed very clearly, without any cover-up.
Looking at Shu Guan's casual and relaxed look, An Fengjun hesitated.
"How about I accompany Mr. An there in person?"
Shu Guan stood up leisurely.
"No, no, no, I have no intention of distrusting you, Mr. Shu."
An Fengjun explained quickly.
Shu Guan, however, had already walked out the door first. Naturally, he didn't follow because he wanted to prove anything to An Fengjun, but he was still a little worried about the robbers.
Although the hiding place of those people was easily revealed, even though the stick just now did not have any traces related to the practitioners.
And a person who can have a stick taken away by a mortal cannot be a practitioner.
It's just that those heavy fogs always made Shu Guan feel like they were too coincidental.
And if there really is a cultivator among those gangsters, then people like An Fengjun will be like meat buns beating dogs.
...This can be regarded as my sixth sense...
Shu Guan thought so when he went out.
An Fengjun did not drive his car into Duolun Lane today. There were several burly men standing outside the door, wearing black silk shirts and pistols on their waists.
Then Shu Guan walked to the alley, surrounded by An Fengjun and those sturdy men.
Shu Guan was suddenly stunned when he saw the scene outside the alley.
Outside the entrance of Duolun Lane, there were fifty or sixty strong men standing together, also wearing black silk shirts, all holding short-handled axes in their hands, all of them looking murderous.
When pedestrians passing by on the road saw this scene, they naturally turned their attention to it.
While this group of big men filled the street, the big yellow double-decker bus in front of the bus stop opposite didn't dare to start, so it just parked there.
Shu Guan even saw several neighbors living in Duolun Lane standing in the distance. They were all hiding far away and did not dare to go home in the alley.
Shu Guan suddenly laughed bitterly. After An Fengjun made such a big move, he would not know how his neighbors would gossip behind his back in the future.
An Fengjun said with the same murderous intent:
"Mr. Shu, I brought my most capable brothers today. I also contacted the bus company and specially got a bus from them. I'm just waiting for Mr. Shu to figure out those little red guys hiding in that mouse. Okay. Let’s fight together.”
Only then did Shu Guan realize that the yellow double-decker bus parked on the roadside was not too scared to move, but the car brought by An Fengjun.
"boarding!"
Then An Fengjun waved his hand angrily, and the fifty or sixty big men crowded onto the bus in a noisy manner.
Soon after, the big bus drove towards its destination like lightning.
…
This is a slum area near the dock in the south of the city. The houses are low and dilapidated, and the roads are extremely narrow. Naturally, big buses cannot enter at all.
So An Fengjun and his brothers got out of the car outside this slum area, and then rushed into this slum with an axe.
The name of this slum is Fangua Lane. If the entire old city in the south of the city is populated by lower-class citizens of Shanghai, then the Fangua Lane area is a slum among slums. To use the description of this area by Shanghai residents , that is, the people who live here are "with one horn on the bottom, one horn on the middle forehead, one horn on the bottom, a dragon on the ground, a dragon on the forehead, a dirty face on the forehead, a dirty face on a dirty face, and a dirty face on the forehead."
Shu Guan followed An Fengjun and the others into this residential area where sewage flowed across the river and the air was filled with various rancid smells.
The roads inside are as dense as spider webs, extending in all directions, and they all seem to be similar. People like Shu Guan who walk here for the first time can easily lose their way and cannot tell the difference between east, west and north.
In fact, although he divined an address, he himself did not know where it was.
But An Fengjun and his men seemed to be very familiar with this area. They walked in the intricate alleys as if they were back at home.
Because this is the place where they grew up. Most of the thugs like An Fengjun were born in dilapidated shanty towns like Fangua Lane. Even if they close their eyes here, they will not understand. Wrong way.
Soon, An Fengjun and his men found the address Shu Guan told them. It was a fairly complete house in this slum area. At least its walls had no air leakage and the windows were all intact. , compared with the surrounding shacks that can barely live in, it can be called a mansion.
An Fengjun and his men did not rush in directly, but quietly surrounded the house from all directions dozens of meters away. Then An Fengjun came to Shuguan's side and asked in a low voice road:
"Mr. Shu, is this the place you mentioned?"
"Master An, if you are looking for the right place, this should be it."
Shu looked at the building in the distance, narrowed his eyes slightly, and then said with a smile.
"We visited this place last time, and it seemed like no one lived in it."
At this time, a big man next to An Fengjun said this.
How could they not search for such a mixed place like this? Moreover, Fangua Lane was the place they were most familiar with. If the robbers hid here, how could they hide it from them?
So when the big man said this, he looked at Shu Guan with doubt in his eyes.
An Fengjun also looked a little confused. Looking at the extremely quiet house dozens of meters away, he whispered again:
"Mr. Shu, there doesn't seem to be anyone there."
Shu Guan didn't speak anymore, but walked directly towards the house.
When he walked about ten meters in front of the house, Shu Guan stopped, and then raised his hand and flicked it in front of his eyes as if wiping the dust on an invisible glass.
The sharp knife flashed in his sleeve.
The next moment, bursts of noise suddenly came from the house ten meters away, and it seemed that many people were drinking, ordering and punching.
Behind him, An Fengjun and his other men all looked puzzled. Why was there so much silence in the house just a second ago, as if there was no one there, and then suddenly there was such a loud noise.
Most of them didn't notice Shu Guan's action just now.
Of course, even if someone noticed, they wouldn't care because they have no idea what that action means.
Naturally, there was no time to wonder about anything at this time, so An Fengjun shouted fiercely.
"Come in!"
So the big men around him poured into the house carrying axes.
Shu Guan took a step back.
Just now he just used the sharp knife to destroy a magic circle.
It was a very simple and crude formation, but it was enough to cover the eyes and ears of ordinary people. Therefore, people like An Fengjun were so close to the house, but they did not realize that there were actually many people inside.
The last time they came here to search but found nothing, it should also be the reason for this magic circle.
However, the moment Shu Guan cut open the magic circle, he had already noticed that there were no practitioners in that house, so he had no intention of entering the house in a hurry.
It wasn't until the sound of fighting inside gradually subsided that he walked slowly towards the house.
(End of chapter)
