Someone once said to me: Bad news either doesn’t come, or it comes in bunches, one after another.
Just as Ye Xun finished talking about the situation in the Red Snake's tomb, the salvage ship had already confirmed that there was no body of the Golden Snake in the nearby waters.
Immediately afterwards, news came from Lu Xinyao: Li's family was missing and the intelligence department could not trace them.
I said in a deep voice: "The Li family has been planning this for a long time! The elites came out together, but our intelligence department couldn't even find their whereabouts. Without careful arrangements in advance, we definitely couldn't do this. It seems that Li The identity of Sesu was probably leaked to Nighthawk intentionally by the Li family. If Xue Yu hadn't set up a trap for me, we might not have been able to reveal Li Sesu's identity until now."
Xue Yu wanted to lure me into the game, so he deliberately didn't open the Red Snake Tomb, but by mistake, I met Zhang Min. Help me uncover the secret of the Five Snakes Tomb and reveal Li Sesu's identity. Sometimes, I have to say that coincidence in the world is also a kind of luck.
I said solemnly: "Inform the intelligence department to cast a nationwide net. I don't believe it. The Li family can really fly and escape."
After Li Xiaomao sent the news, Ye Xun also said with a gloomy face: "Huanzi, there is news from Mother Fox. You don't have to worry about her affairs at the Detective Hand Headquarters. She can control it by herself. You have to live in the place. Together with Lao Lu and Xia Qingqing, if they really take action, the three of them can turn the Detective Hand Headquarters upside down. As for the Feng Shui Master, Mother Fox said that she can't help it. The Wuming Sect has already made famous people in the world All the Feng Shui masters have been gathered at the Detective Hand headquarters. There is really no one to be found there."
"Let's take the heat out of the cauldron!" I sighed and said, "It seems that we have to find a way this time. I'm thinking of other ways to find a Feng Shui master."
I talked about trying to think of a way, but actually I couldn't find anything. Feng Shui masters are everywhere, but Feng Shui masters are rare. Where should I find such a person
I began to regret that I had acted too quickly. If I had not killed Old Man Lin, I might have used poison to control him to work for me. Now he has become a dead man. Even if I have that intention, I cannot bring back a ghost. !
The more I thought about it, the more annoyed I became. In addition, I had just experienced a big battle and my eyelids were a little heavy. I simply stopped thinking about it, closed my clothes and leaned on the chair to fall asleep.
After a while, I began to dream vaguely. In the dream, I returned to the small shop on the antique street. A friend of my father's was bragging to me across the counter: "Young man, do you know Feng Shui? I follow You said that the knowledge in Feng Shui is so great... When Feng Shui masters were at their peak, it was easy to move mountains and reclaim seas... You still don't believe it? Feng Shui masters are not gods... Feng Shui masters are more powerful than gods... You know how to drive mountains? Do you want a whip? That is the treasure of the Feng Shui master... What the hell, you still want to see the mountain whip? Okay, just wait, I will bring you the mountain whip as soon as I get there tomorrow."
"Catch the mountain whip!" I suddenly sat up from the chair, only to see Ye Xun and the others looking at me dumbfounded. Ye Xun stretched out his hand and waved it twice in front of my eyes: "Are you suffering from Sandman Disorder?"
"No, no, let me think about it..." I pushed Ye Xun's hand away and lit a cigarette myself. What happened in my dream just now must be my previous experience. That person must be my dad's friend, but why can't I remember who he is
I banged my head: "Who is that person? Who is he... What is his last name?"
Ling'er reached out and touched my forehead lightly: "What's wrong with you? What are you thinking about?"
I recounted what happened in my dream: "I'm wondering who that person is? I remember, I saw him several times! But why can't I remember who he is?"
Ling'er reminded: "Think about it again, why did that person go to the antique street? Or what did he do to find your father? Is he helping people read Feng Shui, or doing business with your father? Or, is he delivering something to someone!"
I slapped my thigh suddenly and said, "I remembered, he was going to repair my dad's incense burner. Come on, let's go to the antique street. Ye Xun, you call the research institute and ask them to use the fastest method." Quickly take the incense burner I put in my bedroom near the Antique Street and wait for us to go there."
I have lived in the antique street for more than 20 years. Although I have become a detective now, my habit of picking up leaks when I see them has not changed. There are many antiques I bought in my dormitory. Especially a copper incense burner from the Southern Song Dynasty. It is definitely a high-quality product. This time I want to use it to fish out the Feng Shui master. So the first thing I did when I took over the incense burner from my assistant was to cut off a piece of the burner cover with a knife, then I wrapped the incense burner in black cloth and walked to Antique Street.
I have never been back to Antique Street since my dad disappeared. I can't explain how I feel when I walk on the blue brick road again. Where I have lived for more than 20 years, I can clearly remember where there is a broken brick on the road, but no one on the street remembers me anymore. Perhaps the only one who still remembers me is the brick road under my feet. Bar? It should remember my changes over the past 20 years, remember that my footsteps changed from light to heavy, from short to long, and finally left step by step.
I walked to the door of the small courtyard where my father and I used to live together and stopped. My eyes gradually revealed murderous intent. The place full of memories of my father and I was now turned into a public toilet. No matter who that person is or what his purpose is, I have to make him pay the price.
Ye Xun patted my shoulder from behind: "Don't look away, we will definitely come back one day."
"Definitely!" At that moment, I even thought that when I quit the world in the future, I would find some connections to knock down that public toilet, build an antique courtyard, bury all the stories like my dad did, and be a small boss with peace of mind. Very good too. But I can’t do that now. I can only carry my knife, travel around the world, and write my stories.
I subconsciously quickened my pace and walked towards an antique shop at the end of the street. Antique shops are also a world, some are well-behaved, while others are very creative. The owner of the shop I'm looking for is named "Lao Dong", and others don't dare. He dares to do anything he dares to do. I don't think there is anything he dares to touch except murder and swindling. If you want to find that Feng Shui master, you have to find Lao Dong first.
I walked into the antique shop with a cloth bag under my arm, put a Qianlong Tongbao I bought from the street on the table, held it with my hand and pushed it in front of the old apprentice: "I'm looking for your boss!"
The other person looked me up and down: "Wait a moment!"
What I did just now is an old trick in antique shops. "Qianlong Tongbao" means prosperous business. Pressing the front of the big coin with your hand means: My business is not easy to see, but it is a big deal.
Another person may not know what I want to do, but Mr. Dong can understand what I mean.
After a while, Lao Dong walked out from behind. He didn't look much different, except that the hair on his temples was a lot grayer.
Old Dong cupped his hands in front of me and said, "Friends, are you here to ship goods or buy goods?"
"There is an object that I would like to ask the boss to take care of." I reached out and put the cloth bag on the counter.
The old Dong looked up and down before nodding: "The store is closed, we will not do business today."
Old Dong's two apprentices directly pulled down the lift door and naturally stood guard at the door. Old Dong also sat down, patted the cloth bag with his hand and said, "Little brother, what do you call me?"
"You're asking too many questions!" When I looked at Lao Dong with a half-smile, the latter said again: "Who introduced me to the little brother? It shouldn't be a problem, right?"
The old Dong refused to open the cloth bag and just patted it gently with his hand. This was actually a kind of test in the industry. Those who really came up with antiques used cotton cloth to wrap the antiques, either red or yellow, in order to seek good fortune and a fortune of thousands of gold.
However, black and blue cloth antique bags tell a different story.
The meaning of black cloth is easy to understand. The place where this thing comes from is not bright. You can watch it, but don’t say anything after reading it. Otherwise everyone will be in trouble.
Blue cloth is a step further than black cloth. Blue is a homophone for "block", which means to stop you from touching. If you really touch the contents of the bag, you won't be able to do this business even if you don't want to do it. Otherwise, it will be a bloodbath.
Lao Dong dared to touch the things inside because I used black cloth.
I smiled lightly and said: "I came to see Boss Dong, so naturally I came because of his reputation. I heard that Boss Dong has great powers, and I want to ask Boss Dong for a favor."
My meaning is very clear. I am not here to do business with you, but to be a middleman. This kind of thing is much safer than doing business directly. Even if something happens, it may not involve Old Dong deeply, so he will naturally not be as nervous as before.
Only then did Lao Dong smile: "Then I'll take a look first and then talk! Friend, please!"
Lao Dong didn't touch it himself and asked me to open it just to be cautious. If I had tampered with the package and asked him to take out broken items from the package, it would be easy for him to suffer a loss. Lao|Jianghu would not be fooled like this.
I opened the cloth bag and pushed the incense burner over: "Please, Boss Dong Zhangyan."
"This incense burner is quite powerful..." Old Dong held up the incense burner with a smile, but his expression changed slightly: "Did my friend kill him by himself?"
I nodded to the other party: "The business is on this lid."
The old Dong couldn't help but frowned: "I'm afraid this matter is not easy to handle! There are not many people who know this craft. Is it so risky..."
"The boss just needs to show me the way. I'll give you a cup of tea just for this little expense." I put three coins on the table with a smile, which meant that I was willing to pay an agency fee of 300,000.
Old Dong's eyes tightened again, and his eyeballs moved back and forth. He couldn't make up his mind for a while.
If there was just an incense burner in my package, the old man would not be afraid. At worst, he would have received something from an illegitimate source. Even if someone comes to your door, you can push six, two, and five.
But I cut off a piece of the incense burner cover, and the meaning was different. I was telling him that I wanted to find someone who could make fakes and make them flawless.