"Hush, be gentle," Zhang said in a low voice as much as possible. "Aren’t you still asking about the smiling body in the daytime? Didn’t the master take you to see the world tonight?"
Almost the whole city of Hangzhou knows about it, and Zhang Erniu knows a little about it, but he doesn’t know what the specific scene is. Now he has the opportunity to ask "Master, will you talk?"
"Well …" Zhang old man looked at the moonlight and knew that it was still a little time before the man came. It was better to tell this nominal disciple something to pass the time.
"Just six months ago, a strange thing happened at the entrance of Lingyin Temple." Old man Zhang slowly preached, "It was still early that day, and the believers didn’t come to sweeping monk to play the gate, but they found a well-dressed dead man lying at the door …"
Zhang Erniu’s excited eyes glowed, "Is the dead man smiling and dying with a willing face?"
"Do you still want me to tell you?" Zhang Laoren shook out with a stare at the master’s power and prestige. That Zhang Erniu immediately shrank his head and even said, "Master, you said."
"Hum," Zhang old man said after a while. "Of course, sweeping monk immediately called the police. I personally came and asked the forensic doctor carefully. After some inspection, I found that there were three strange things in this matter."
"The first blame this dead man is our wanted for many years, with eleven lives * * thief Liu Yi; Secondly, it is strange that the dead man died peacefully with a smile on his face. It is really unreasonable to say that this Liu Yi is a ferocious man and how he met so peacefully when he killed a number of people. The third monster, Er Niu, can you guess what it is? "Zhang Laotou bobbed his head and suddenly stared at Zhang Erniu’s way.
"The third strange thing is what this body will be placed at the entrance of Lingyin Temple." Zhang Erniu has spent a few days in the yamen, and heard some answers now, which are actually well-informed.
"Well," Zhang Laotou was very satisfied with this disciple’s performance. "Since you say this is a strange thing, do you know the origin of Lingyin Temple in our foot?"
"How do I know this?" Zhang Erniu immediately missed the stuffing and scratched his head.
Old man Zhang also knows that he didn’t scold him because he didn’t answer. He said with a sigh, "Since this temple is a ghost, the ancestral temple in our village is also a kind of temple. This Lingyin Temple is famous for its epilepsy monks. You don’t know this."
"Oh, master, you know so much." This two cows never get sleepy from birth to school. Their favorite thing is to dig out the bird’s nest and fish in the river. When they grow up, they soak in the Internet cafe day and night. Where do you know the origin of Lingyin Temple? I’m afraid I can’t even tell who the epilepsy monk is.
Old man Zhang was flattered by such a compliment, and suddenly he felt that this disciple was honest and more conscientious. He became more and more energetic and said, "This Lingyin Temple wants to burn incense and its status is not low. Ordinary people dare not disrespect it. How can this dead man come to such a place? Is it strange?"
"Strange strange" Zhang Erniu nodded.
"But this is not the strangest thing. The strangest thing is that every other month in the past six months, a * * thief has been arrested and died in front of this ancestral temple with a smile on his face …" Old man Zhang put the Buddha’s eyes and saw the body with a fresh face, dressed in gorgeous clothes, colorful and complete, as new as a new body, without any scars, especially when his face was still condensed with the last smile before his death. It seemed peaceful and comfortable, and he seemed to die very comfortably.
He thought of that kind of smile, and he didn’t consciously panic.
A spring breeze blew over Zhang Erniu, and he felt a little cold. He unconsciously leaned against Zhang Laotou and said, "Master, did the bodhisattva appear in Lingyin Temple and those wicked people died here to atone?"
"Hu said," Zhang Laotou slapped Zhang Erniu. "Of course this is done by people."
"Man" Zhang Erniu doesn’t believe that "all these wicked people kill a lot. Who dares to catch them and kill one every month and put it neatly at the gate of the temple"
Chapter three hundred and forty-seven Mysterious smile
"This is a strange place," sighed Zhang Laotou. "Otherwise, it wouldn’t disturb the head and send someone to find out, which is why we will be sent to ambush in Lingyin Temple."
"Master" Zhang Er Niu Yi listened to some hot and happy words, "Let’s catch the murderer today."
"You’re stupid. You’re really as stupid as a cow when I call you two cows …" Zhang Laotou patted his forehead angrily. "That’s the murderer. He sent the body, not a heinous act. He did what the police couldn’t do and arrested his Jiang Yang thieves."
"That’s true." Zhang Erniu wanted to think, but he still felt something was wrong. "Master, it’s also illegal for him to kill people. We are soldiers, so we should catch thieves."
This seems to be the simplest question, but the old man Zhang didn’t answer it for a long time. He murmured, "What is a soldier, what is a thief and what is illegal? When you are my age, you will know that sometimes there is not much difference between a soldier and a thief. It should be said that a soldier is a thief and a soldier."
Zhang Laotou’s words are too abstruse, but Zhang Erniu can’t understand them at all, but if he has read Zhuang, he must know that there is a saying that "a traitor is a vassal."
Zhang Erniu thought for a moment and scratched his head. "Master, your old man’s marksmanship is first-class and high, but others in our police station can’t. Besides, this martial arts of killing evil people and good people is definitely first-class and good. What should we do if we can’t catch it?"
Old man Zhang hey hey smiled at Nunu, who was lurking on the roof, and said, "Which master hasn’t caught anyone at the end of the day?"
"He" Zhang Erniu had seen the man before he came, and he was wearing a tight black trench coat in broad daylight. He glanced at Zhang Erniu’s eyes like a knife and almost didn’t dig Zhang Erniu out.
Zhang old man’s eyes were respectful and fearful and murmured, "He’s the first myth of the police, Yang Snowman and Yang Muxiang, your master. This is what I am in front of others … This is not." He shook his head with his little finger.
Zhang Erniu had never seen his master’s heroic shortness of breath. "Even if his master was Yang Xue, he didn’t die early in helping a dog …"
"What are you talking about?" Zhang Laotou really panicked this time. He quickly covered Zhang Erniu’s mouth and glanced at his head. He found that no one noticed them before he dared to put his mouth in Zhang Erniu’s ear and said, "Who taught you this? You dare to say such a thing."
"Meowed …" Zhang Erniu was speechless with his mouth covered, and he didn’t know what he had said to make his master so nervous.
"Where did you hear this?" Zhang asked the old man with a slight crack. He also knew that his apprentice couldn’t say this. He must have listened to others.
Zhang Erniu saw the wolf-like eyes of the master and couldn’t help but shrink down the path "What words?"
"It’s just too … that help." Zhang old man really doesn’t want to say this name.
Zhang Erniu whispered in his stomach, "What’s wrong with this name?" But he was afraid to ask, but he could say, "I heard Xiao Li say that he didn’t like Yang Muxiang’s arrogant appearance either."
"Xiao Li" Zhang Laotou knows that Xiao Li is a northerner. After graduating from Peking University, he has always been arrogant. It is not bad to find a job in Beijing or the three northeastern provinces with his academic qualifications. However, I heard that he offended someone who had to avoid the south and would say such a thing.
Old man Zhang said maliciously, "You mustn’t talk about this gang again after he said it belongs to him. Don’t mess with or offend this gang. Do you want to say something more behind your back? Our side is the south, or you will be thrown to the bottom of the bridge with that sentence just now." In Zhang Erniu’s memory, his master has never spoken in such a fierce tone, and he dare not ask again, swallowing all questions.
"I’m telling you, there’s Yang Muxiang in this weirdo who makes people die with a smile today." Old man Zhang confessed, "We’ve been lying in ambush for seven days, so it’s time for that person to come. Today, you have to take a good look at what the detective apprentice did and learn a little."
"Yes, Master" Zhang Er’s head is like a pound of onion.
At this time, at the dawn of the month, a horse suddenly came in the distance, and a car and a horse were coming. The horse was very proud. On the other hand, the man who was driving was wearing a white blue shirt and leaned against the car door with a newborn grass in his mouth. I don’t know what I was thinking.
This Lingyin Temple is close to a bustling place. Although it is late at night, after all, there are still traffic rules. This person is actually driving a carriage. There is something strange about the roads in the city.
"Come at last." Yang Muxiang lay in ambush on the roof, revealing a pair of dark eyes and looking at the carriage. His hand was cold sweat. He had never been so nervous since he became famous at the age of 19.
"It was him." I didn’t see the carriage until the carriage came near Yang Muxiang. The face of the carriage was a handsome man with a cold face. His eyes were big and bright, and he couldn’t say how good he looked with a squinting smile.
In addition to the blue shirt, he also wore a sword like autumn water
At this time, it was already late at night in Yin Hui, and the man’s horseshoe stepped on the ground. In the silence, it was a bit harsh, and it would also ambush in Lingyin Temple, and everyone’s heart was in their throat.
"Don’t start work" Yang Muxiang can’t help but think of his master’s repeated exhortations before going out. "A Xiang’s marksmanship has improved a lot in recent years, and there are some changes to deal with it. But this time I want you to go to Hangzhou, not to arrest people, but to let you see your horizon. Remember that you need to see it and don’t make moves. If you claim it without authorization, then don’t call me master again."
This handsome man doesn’t seem to know that there is a sword in Lingyin Temple. He still walks slowly with his steed and walks to the door of Lingyin Temple. The man bridles the reins and then turns into the carriage and comes out with a long thing. Yang Muxiang can see clearly by moonlight that it is a dead body. Instead, he finally squeezed his fist tighter and his breathing was deliberately kept to a minimum. Now he silently hopes to hide his whereabouts through the cover-up of this pair of mentoring.
The man didn’t seem to find anyone hiding in the dark. He walked to the door of Lingyin Temple with the body in his arms. Instead of flying, he dragged the body to the door with his feet unhurried, and then walked back to the carriage with a relaxed face.
The whole process is not long, about three minutes, but Yang Muxiang seems to have been three years long. He is not afraid, but an unspeakable feeling, as if he is facing not a person but a mass of gas and nothing. Yang Muxiang can see that this handsome man is there, but he can’t accurately capture his position. The man seems to be absent and seems to be there.