"Are you so excited to see me?"
Yue Dingtang looked up and down, showing a strange look.
The little yellow croaker is invisible in the coat, but through the thin pajamas, the gold under the waist moves with the body, just like pebbles covering the flesh.
Ling Shu pulled out a weak smile.
"We are friends who survived the adversity, can you not be excited, how did you escape later?"
Yue Dingtang had a shoulder injury, and it was difficult to push the wheelchair with one hand.
"There's a heater in the room, but you're still so cold? Do you have to wrap your coat under the quilt?"
Ling Shu hugged the coat tighter. "This is also my brother who shares weal and woe, and no one can separate us."
Yue Dingtang's expression was exactly the same as Ling Yao's a few minutes ago.
He sighed and took out a palm-sized half-sheet of paper from the pocket of his hospital gown.
"Look at this first."
A piece of paper is one page of a document.
But that's just what it was.
Ling Shu could only see about four or five lines of English words and sentences in the piece of paper, and they were all incomplete.
The edges are black and charred, and there is a small burnt black hole in the center of the writing.
With Yue Dingtang's style, if he could bring out a whole document, he would definitely not bring only such a piece of paper.
At that time, the situation was only more critical than expected.
When the other party handed over the piece of paper, Ling Shu discovered that the half of his arm under the hospital gown also had burns that had been burned by the fire.
"Judging from the only remaining words above, it should be related to the source of those arms." Ling Shu carefully identified the words above, "British United Transportation Company..."
"There is still a name in the middle, but I can't see it clearly. This company transported a batch of matches and medicines to China in 1920 to deal with the dangerous situation that may occur."
"It's all burned at the back, um, there's another word, let's see, street fighti... Maybe the last two letters are ng? Street fighting? Why do you mention street fighting?"
"There's only so much to see, and we'll know more if we get the full document."
"At that time, the fire spread quickly, and I didn't have time to salvage the documents. I almost folded people inside."
Yue Dingtang recalled the previous scene. At the critical moment, he did not run after Ling Shu and the others, but turned his head to the entrance where they came in. As soon as his front feet left, the airflow generated by the explosion of his back feet caused the basement to collapse. Tang finally ran to the second floor, but Boss Li was in hot pursuit and followed behind.
Yue Ding Tang wanted to take Hong Xiaoguang along with him, but Boss Li refused to let him go, as if he was afraid that he would reveal too much information, he shot Hong Xiaoguang directly. It wasted a lot of time, and when the second explosion happened, he almost died in the fire.
Ling Shu touched his chin.
"It doesn't matter, we can see the whole picture from a corner, we can make a rough guess."
"The batch of arms underground in the Yuan family should have been shipped together with the goods mentioned in the document. Even the so-called matches and medicines may be just a name."
"I remember that in 1919, not long after the war ended, Europe and the United States joined with Japan to impose an arms embargo on China. But in fact, this measure was not implemented."
Yue Dingtang: "Yes, many weapons can still be transported separately, and warlords from all over the world continue to buy arms from Europe and the United States, but they must be covered up on the bright side, so they use the name of medicine."
Ling Shu: "After these items arrived, they have never been to Shanghai. It can be seen that the people who ordered this batch of goods originally wanted to use them here, but they didn't come in handy later. Then the problem came. Around the 1920s, something happened in Shanghai. What 'potentially dangerous situation'?"
The authorities are so fascinated by what happened more than ten years ago, it is difficult for them to recall it all at once.
In my impression, Shanghai has become increasingly prosperous since its opening as a port, and there are many major events.
It was a time when warlords were in full swing, and Shanghai—
It seems to be the territory of the Anhui warlords.
Duan Qirui, Xu Shuzheng, Duan Zhigui…
A personal name flashed across Ling Shu's mind.
This familiar name was at that time the leading figure of the Anhui warlord. Of course, more than ten years have passed, and some of them have passed away. Many local young men may not know this past, but they have nothing to do with these arms.
Ling Shu suddenly had a flash of light and thought of a possibility.
indirect benefit.
"The original owner of Yuan Mansion was an Englishman."
Yue Dingtang suddenly said.
"At that time, the Anhui warlords took refuge in Japan. Perhaps this was because the British were worried about the rapid expansion of Japan's interests, and finally the conflict broke out and spread to the public concession, so they prepared this batch of things in case of emergency. But later, the situation changed. , the Anhui faction is also losing ground one after another, and these weapons are useless.”
From this point of view, the identity of the Englishman who bought the house before must not be simple, including why he suddenly threw away the house and the things below and let it be sold, this person is now alive or dead, etc., but it is a long time ago. , many details have been untraceable.
As for Yuan Bingdao, he probably didn't know the secrets behind the gold, otherwise he wouldn't hide the gold he worked so hard to bring from Sichuan in the arsenal. Then who recommended this house to Yuan Bingdao at the beginning? Does the recommender know? The secrets hidden under this house are unknown.
And the person who obeyed Sancai probably learned the secret from the information left by the British or other channels, so he sent Boss Li to get the house.
"Where's Boss Li?" Ling Shu asked.
Yue Dingtang shook his head: "After the fire was extinguished, the people in the patrol room were in charge of cleaning up the aftermath. At present, only two corpses have been found. It was initially identified as Hong Xiaoguang and the old housekeeper. It is not ruled out that there will be subsequent discoveries."
The old butler was knocked unconscious by Sancai at the entrance of the second floor. Afterwards, the scene was chaotic and everyone was too busy to take care of themselves. Naturally, it was impossible to rescue the aged and immobile butler.
Ling Shu: "Crescent Café?"
Yue Dingtang: "I also went to investigate. Smith personally brought people there. None of the guys ran away, and they were all taken back. But from the preliminary interrogation results, they didn't know anything. In their eyes, Boss Li is A thoroughly good person and benefactor."
This is the expected result.
The more people who know, the quicker things will be revealed. With the scheming of Boss Li, of course, these small details will not be exposed.
If Hong Xiaoguang hadn't taken the initiative to confess, they may not have been able to link Boss Li up to now, and even if they have doubts, it is difficult to conclusively.
Ling Shu asked about Shen Renjie.
Yue Dingtang: "He was burned and broke a leg, but it's okay, it's better than death."
If there are no accidents, this case will soon come to an end in a closed manner.
The murderer who killed Du Yunning surfaced, the sky was full, and the real murderer was buried in the flames. There was a beginning and an end.
Yuan Mansion was reduced to ruins, the real murderer was burned to death at the same time, and the trouble of follow-up tracking and arrest was also avoided. This is exactly what Smith wanted. Jin can explain it to the top, and retreat can brag about it in the newspapers, no matter what. All day long.
For Ling Shu, it was a good thing that his suspicions were completely cleared.
not to mention…
"you're uncomfortable?"
Yue Dingtang watched him twist slightly under the quilt.
The magnitude is not large, but it is conspicuous when it is close.
"It's okay, my back is a little itchy."
"Would it tickle while holding the dirty clothes?" Yue Ding Tang frowned, and reached out to take the coat away. "Where's the itch? I'll call the nurse to scratch it for you?"
Ling Shu: "No, I'm a big man. Men and women don't get along. I'll do it myself later."
Yue Dingtang: …
He still clearly remembered the scene where Ling Shu was chatting and laughing with beauty in the Emerald Ballroom, and looking at the lipstick print on the card handed over on the table, it was difficult to connect the person who said "male and female don't kiss each other".
"Turn around and I'll scratch for you."
"Then what's the point? Go back to rest first. I don't think you're injured lightly. Go back and rest quickly, don't worry about me!"
Before he finished speaking, Yue Dingtang had already lifted his quilt.
The hospital gown was rubbed up by Ling Shu himself, revealing a white belly with gauze stuck in the middle, which was where the stab wound was made before.
The surrounding areas that do not see the sun all the year round are more delicate and tender than women.
"what are you doing!"
Ling Shu hissed and was about to resist, but because he moved his injured hand, his teeth trembled in pain, and his body had already been turned over.
The four small yellow croakers are impressive.
Jin Cancan flickered under the lamp, telling the silent temptation.
Ling Shuwei didn't have time to reach out, and the other party had already taken away his unheated property.
"Give it back to me!"
"Where did you get the little yellow croaker?"
Yue Dingtang raised his hand high, Ling Shu couldn't reach it, and he couldn't stand up and grab it.
"My sister gave it to me! What do you want? The fourth child of the dignified Yue family is a robber in broad daylight, so shameless!"
Yue Dingtang smiled but not smiled: "The gold that the eldest sister gave you is still engraved with the words Chongzhen?"
Ling Shu's face was not blushing and his heart was not beating: "What? Our Ling family has been considered rich, and we are not allowed to have any belongings?"
Yue Dingtang: "Of course. In that case, I'll go back and ask the eldest sister, if she really gave it, I will pay you back. If not, I will help you to keep it for you, so that you don't waste it on those dancers. "
Ling Shu laughed angrily: "Yue, you are too brazen!"
Yue Dingtang put the little yellow croaker in his pocket with a meaningful expression.
"You'll thank me soon."
The days of recuperation were dull and boring, Ling Shu shouted that he wanted to be discharged within a few days, but was ruthlessly suppressed by Ling Yao.
On the contrary, Yue Dingtang was allowed to be discharged from the hospital for recuperation, and he did not have to continue to be trapped here like him.
Yue Chunxiao came to see him every three or two days. Even if he couldn't come, he would send a servant over to deliver some soup. After ten days and a half, Ling Shu could finally be discharged from the hospital, not only did he not lose weight. Come down and get fat.
As soon as he returned to the police station, Cheng Si tutted when he saw him.
He slapped it with a palm, but he didn't prevent Ling Shu from showing a pained expression, so he hurriedly retracted his hand.
"Are you alright? Is the injury not healed yet?"
"It's a wound!" Ling Shu gave him a white look, "You've seen what happened to the Yuan Mansion, how could you recover so quickly?! I've been locked in the hospital for a long time, and I can't stand it anymore. , I was discharged from the hospital by the doctor!"
Cheng Si giggled: "That's good, double happiness is coming, you have to invite dinner today, you can't drink if you're injured, and I'm not forcing you, but you can order it for us!"
Ling Shu looked like your brain was broken: "Where did the double happiness come from?"
Not to mention that the wound has not healed yet, as soon as he thinks of his four small yellow croakers, he wants to twist off Yue Dingtang's head to make crispy fried yellow croakers.
Cheng Si: "You're going to be promoted!"
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Small theater unrelated to the text:
Yue Dingtang: Today is another sweet chapter.
Ling Shu: ? You are blind, how sweet
Yue Ding Tang: Four small yellow croakers.
Ling Shu: ? ?