Dafeng Night Watchman

Chapter 3: Chapter 3: Reasoning is also possible in the world of immortal heroes



No one can answer this question.

Li Yuchun said: "What is the reason for the monster to rob the tax silver?"

Chen Fuyin pondered for a moment: "Monsters never ask their consciences when doing things, and they do whatever they want. It's just asking for trouble to investigate the reasons."

The girl in the yellow skirt disagreed: "Human flesh is not more delicious... Well, wait a moment, I'll finish the buns first."

She ate the two big meat buns with a 'grunt', and her face turned into a steamed bun. She swallowed hard and drank a sip of tea. Then she continued the previous topic and could talk freely about human flesh:

"Monsters do things without scruples. Silver may not be as attractive to them as living people. Even if they want silver, stealing or robbing is safer than robbing the tax silver directly."

In Dafeng Kyoto, robbing tax silver in the street is too risky.

Chen Fuyin nodded: "That makes sense. It is possible that someone instructed them to do so."

Li Yuchun narrowed his eyes: "Then who would instruct the monsters to steal the tax silver? What is the reason? Why must it be this batch of tax silver, and must it be 150,000 taels?"

"We can think of it this way. The mastermind behind the scenes needs a huge sum of money, but he can't make too much noise... To be precise, he can't make money recklessly." Chen Fuyin's heart moved.

"So he set his sights on the tax silver?" The girl in the yellow skirt pursed her bright lips. "The route of the tax silver escort is random, and it was decided temporarily by Xu Pingzhi, a centurion of the Imperial Sword Guard, but the monster was able to ambush in the river in advance... There is a high possibility that there is an insider in the escort team." Li Yuchun said, looking at Chen Fuyin:

"Go to Yunlu Academy and ask the Confucian masters for advice?"

The girl in the yellow skirt glanced at him: "Do you look down on our Sitianjian's qi-watching skills? I have said that the soldiers who escorted the tax silver were all unaware of it."

The train of thought was stuck again, and the three of them were silent for a while.

The air was quiet all of a sudden.

Li Yuchun lowered his head to look at the file carefully, and Chen Fuyin sighed. The girl in the yellow skirt fiddled with the Feng Shui plate on her waist, thinking that she had to leave Jingzhao Prefecture before sunset and go to the palace to find the princess for a meal.

The skills of the palace chefs are first-class in the world!

Compared with them, the girl in the yellow skirt named Caiwei is more of a guest official, assisting in handling cases.

She has no official position, and although she is one of the persons in charge of the case, she does not need to bear too much responsibility.

Chen Fuyin's eyes moved slightly, and he tried to ask: "The case is progressing slowly at the moment, and time is running out, which is really worrying. Lord Li, why don't you ask Duke Wei for advice?"

The middle-aged man glanced at him and snorted: "You civil officials have the Jingcha, and we night watchmen also have it. To be honest, this is the assessment given to me by Duke Wei."

Chen Fuyin smiled bitterly and said: "If this case cannot be solved, I am afraid that my position under my buttocks will not be able to be kept. The court and the public are watching us."

The two looked at each other in silence, and the atmosphere was solemn.

...

"If it is a monster, then I have no way!" Xu Qian'an's face turned pale, and he felt the deep malice of God.

There are monsters in this world. The monsters have existed since ancient times, hunting and devouring each other with humans.

In the Ten Thousand Mountains in Southern Xinjiang, there is a Wan Yao Kingdom, which is the largest settlement of the monsters.

Five hundred years ago, under the leadership of Buddhism, the Western countries declared war on the Wan Yao Kingdom in the southern border. They fought a war for sixty years and finally annihilated the demon kingdom.

The history books named this battle as "Jia Zi Dang Yao".

Since then, the fortune of the demon clan has been damaged and gradually declined. Buddhism has soared to the sky and Buddhism has prospered.

According to Xu Qi'an's later knowledge, humans won the battle for the top of the food chain.

If the tax silver was taken by the demons, then he could only recover the silver to save himself and the Xu family.

As an unyielding silver at the peak of refining essence, Xu Qi'an felt that he had no way to turn the tables.

In the autumn season, the weather was damp and cold, and Xu Qi'an broke out in a cold sweat.

He was scared!

After integrating the memories of the original owner, he knew that it was impossible for him to escape from prison, and he also knew that human rights were too weak in this society where the imperial power was high above.

Life and death were all in the thoughts of others.

In the past, he had imagined traveling back to ancient times to copy poems and show off, and

he felt very happy, but reality slapped him hard.

After traveling through time, he still had to be beaten by society.

"No, this is just a guess, this is just the guess of the Jingzhao government office, I can't be affected by their guess, I will do it myself, analyze it myself... I can still rescue, I can still rescue..."

The strong desire to survive made him calm down quickly, and his logic became rigorous and clear again.

"Why do monsters want to steal tax silver? Isn't human flesh delicious... Even if you are short of silver, there is no need to stare at tax silver... I heard in the book that the demon women of the demon clan are all charming and graceful... I wonder if there are cat girls and dog girls..."

"Pah!" Xu Qian'an slapped himself, "Re-reason!"

The most important thing in reasoning is to do subtraction, list the clues one by one, and sort them out.

Otherwise, it will be a ball of yarn, and the more you think about it, the more confused it will

be.

The two most obvious clues in the tax silver case:

One: Demonic wind!

Two: Tax silver exploded after falling into the river!

In addition to warriors, all major cultivation systems have the ability to blow demonic winds. Therefore, "clue one" can only serve as evidence of the participation of "cultivators" and

cannot give more detailed targets.

The suspicion of the second uncle who was born as a warrior was reduced, although it is not ruled out that he conspired with others.

The explosion of clue two is an unreasonable doubt. It is normal for high-level practitioners to fight and cause explosions. But in this case of missing tax silver, there is no armed struggle, so the occurrence of the explosion is unreasonable.

"Unless it has to explode!" Xu Qi'an murmured.

"In the major cultivation systems, what professions need to rely on explosions to achieve

their goals?"

Xu Qi'an thought for a moment, but couldn't figure it out. Then he realized that he and Jingzhao Prefecture had made the same mistake.

Jingzhao Prefecture's thinking was wrong from the beginning. Based on the most obvious clue in the case, it judged that the murderer was a demon, and then ran wildly on this road and

never returned.

This is not wrong. The problem is that this judgment is too hasty.

Although Xu Qiyan has integrated his memories, he is still dominated by modern thinking and

based on his past life experience. He prefers to unravel the files, chew on those subtle details, and then make a conclusion.

"I can't figure this out for the time being, so I'll change my mind and break through from other places. I'll rule out the possibility that it was a demon, and assume that this was a

carefully planned, man-made event."

"Then he will definitely leave a flaw in the case."

"Locard's material exchange law tells us that whenever a crime is committed, direct or

indirect traces will be left at the scene...

The various traces can be divided into two categories. I don't remember them clearly, but they should be hand and foot prints, fingerprints, vehicle and horse traces, tool and equipment

traces, etc." "The flaw is not in the two most conspicuous clues, but in these various traces..."

According to the description in the files, Xu Qiyan replayed the process of his second uncle escorting tax silver in his mind.

Adrenaline was secreted crazily, and brain cells were highly active. If pheromones can mimic, they are like koi in the pond, madly fighting for food, and the water surface is boiling.

Reviewing and pondering over and over again,

The various information and clues in the files converged, and his brain was like a high-speed

CPU.

As various information was pieced together, the case became clearer and clearer. Unconsciously, Xu Qiyan felt that he had entered a certain state, and his soul flew up lightly, breaking through the mortal body, breaking through the building, and coming to the sky above Kyoto.

Time seemed to flow backwards, the sun was about to rise in the east, and Xu Pingzhi led a group of armored soldiers to escort the tax silver to the Ministry of Revenue.

At this time, it was two quarters of the morning... When they reached Guangnan Street, a gust

of wind suddenly blew, and the horses were frightened and rushed into the river.

Boom!

The river surface exploded, and the turbid waves were emptied.

This explosion seemed to sound in Xu Qiyan's heart, and he kicked his legs like a conditioned

reflex and woke up.

His eyes were tired, but his face was full of excitement and ecstasy.

"I know, I know, hahahaha, I solved the puzzle!!"

Xu Qi'an laughed wildly and pounded the fence: "Someone, come, come quickly."

The jailer on duty was alarmed, holding a fire stick, and scolded: "You are making a lot of

noise, you want to die, right?"

He pounded the fence hard to scare Xu Qi'an.

Xu Qi'an took a step back and loosened his hand holding the fence to avoid breaking his fingers. He said in a deep voice: "I want to see the prefect."

"A prisoner, seeing the prefect... don't you even take a piss to look at yourself." The jailer

laughed angrily and put the fire stick into the fence to poke Xu Qi'an.

Xu Qi'an stepped back again to avoid it.

"You still dare to hide?" The jailer touched the key on his waist and grinned, "I'll break your

legs today."

"I have important clues about the robbery of tax silver. I want to see the prefect. If the case is delayed, you will be responsible." Xu Qian'an stared at him.

The jailer's face froze.

In the inner hall, the girl who had finished eating the meat bun continued to chew sugarcane,

and sometimes took out a few candied fruits from the deerskin bag to eat with it.

On one hand, she was gloomy and heartless.

"Your Majesty ordered us to solve the case within five days. This is because if the time is too

long, the tax silver may never be recovered." Chen Fuyin paced back and forth in the hall. He couldn't sit still: "But time is so tight, we are helpless." Solving the case takes time.

The prefect clapped his hands and said in a deep voice: "I will go to ask Lord Wei in person to

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Li Yuchun hesitated: "I will go with you."

The girl in the yellow skirt glanced at him and said sweetly: "That's not bad. With this great

man from Dafeng, you two won't be held accountable by His Majesty."

"But losing points in the heart of Lord Wei is much more serious than being held accountable

by His Majesty." She smiled, revealing two small white tiger teeth.

The middle-aged man's face sank.

A government official in black clothes bowed his head, walked in quickly, and bowed:

"Prefect, the jailer reports that Xu Pingzhi's nephew Xu Qi'an just said that he has important

clues about the robbery of tax silver and wants to see you."

The three people's eyes fixed at the same time.

Xu Qi'an... If I remember correctly, he was just a marginal figure who had nothing to do with

the case. After the initial interrogation and torture, he was determined to be an idler who had nothing to do with the case.

Chen Fuyin pondered for a moment and said, "Bring the man here."

After a while, Xu Qian'an, wearing prison clothes and with dried bloodstains on his body, was brought up by the yamen runners. As he walked, his handcuffs and shackles rattled.