Great Feng Night Watchman

Chapter 3: The Fairy World Can Reason Just as Well

This was a question that no one could answer.

Li Yuchun said, “What is the reason why the demons robbed the tax silver?”

Mayor Chen pondered a little, “Demons never ask questions about what they do and do whatever they want, pursuing the reason is just asking for trouble.”

The yellow-skirted girl, however, had a different opinion, “Isn't human meat more delicious ..... Well, you guys wait a bit, I'll finish my bun first.”

She 'puffed and puffed' and finished the two large meat buns, her own face turning into a small dumpling, trying to swallow and take a sip of tea before continuing the topic from earlier, and could speak freely about human meat:

“Demons do things without fear, silver in their eyes may not have a living human tantalizing. Even if they want silver, stealing or robbing is more secure than directly robbing the tax silver.”

In Dafeng Kyoto, it was too risky to rob the tax silver in the street.

Mayor Chen nodded, “That's a good point, we can't rule out being instructed by someone.”

Li Yuchun narrowed his eyes, “Then who would instruct the demons to steal the tax silver? What would be the reason? Why does it have to be this batch of tax silver, it has to be 150,000 taels.”

“Let's think of it this way, the mastermind behind the scenes needs a huge sum of money, but can't make too much noise .... To be precise, it can't be a reckless enrichment.” Mayor Chen's heart fluttered.

“And so it set its sights on tax silver?” The yellow-skirted girl pursed her mouth with brightly colored lips.

“The tax silver escort path is random, decided on an ad hoc basis by Xu Pingzhi, the hundred tenant of the Imperial Sword Guards, whereas the demonic creature was able to ambush the river in advance .... It is highly likely that there is an insider in the escorting team.” Li Yuchun said, glancing at Mayor Chen:

“Go to Cloud Deer Academy and look for a high Confucianist to ask your heart?”

The yellow-skirted girl slanted a glance at him, “Are you looking down on our Sitian Supervisor's Qi Looking Technique, I've already said that the pawns who were present to escort the tax and silver were all uninformed.”

Thoughts stuck again, the three of them were silent for a while.

The air was quiet for a moment.

Li Yuchun lowered his head to scrutinize the dossier, and Mayor Chen breathed a long sigh. The yellow-skirted girl fiddled with the feng shui disk at her waist, thinking that she had to leave the Jingzhao Mansion before sundown and go into the palace to find the eldest princess to dabble in a meal.

The craftsmanship of the palace cooks was first class in the world!

Compared to them, the yellow-skirted girl named Caiwei is more of a guest secretary, assisting in the case.

She had no official position, and even though she was one of the people in charge of the case, she didn't need to carry too much responsibility.

Chen Mayor's eyes moved slightly, and he tried to say, ''Right now, the case is progressing slowly, while time is running out, it's really urgent. Lord Li, why don't you, go and consult Lord Wei?”

The middle-aged man slanted a glance at him and grunted coldly, “You civil officials have a Jingcha, and so do we, the night watchmen. To tell you the truth, this is the test that Duke Wei gave me.”

Chen Mayor smiled bitterly, “If this case can't be solved, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep the position under my a*s. The court is watching us.”

The two of them stared at each other in silence, the atmosphere heavy.

“If it's a demonic creature at work, then I'm helpless!” Qian X's face turned white, feeling the deep malice of the heavens.

There were demons in this world, the demon race had existed since ancient times, hunting and devouring each other with humans.

In the 100,000 mountains of the Southern Border, there was a Ten Thousand Demon Country, which was the largest settlement of the demon race.

Five hundred years ago, the western countries under the leadership of the Buddha Sect, declared war on the southern border of the ten thousand demon country, before and after the war, and finally flattened the demon country.

History books named this battle as the 'A Zi Swinging Demon'.

Since then, the demon race's fortune was damaged and gradually declined. And the Buddha Sect has since soared to the heavens, and the Buddha Way has flourished.

Using Qian X's later knowledge to understand, in this battle for the top of the food chain, mankind won.

If the tax silver was a demonic act, then the only way he could save himself and preserve the Xu family was to recover the silver.

As an unyielding silver at the peak of essence refining, Qian X felt that there was no way for him to turn the tables.

In the fall season, the weather was wet and cold, and Qian X seethed in a cold sweat.

He was afraid!

Fused with the memory of the original master, know that he is impossible to break out of prison, but also know that this society of imperial power, human rights are too weak.

Life and death, all in the other people's thoughts.

In the past, he also fantasized about going back to ancient times to copy poems and pretend to be a p*****t, and felt very cool, but the reality slapped him hard.

Traveled back in time and had to be beaten by society.

“No, this is just a guess, this is just the guess of the government office in Beijing, I can not be affected by their guesses, I will come myself, I will analyze ..... myself. It can still be salvaged, it can still be salvaged ....”

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

“Why do demons steal tax silver, doesn't human flesh smell good ..... Even if there is a lack of silver, there is no need to stare at tax silver ..... I heard in the book that the demon women of the demon race are all charming and exquisite ..... I don't know if there are any cat ladies and dog ladies ....”

“Pah!” Qian X slapped himself, “Re-reasoning!”

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

Otherwise it is a woolly mess, and will only get messier the more you think about it.

The two most obvious clues in the tax silver case: one: the demon wind!

Two: the explosion of the tax silver after it fell into the river!

Apart from Wufu, all major cultivation systems possessed the ability to blow demonic winds, so 'clue one' could only serve as corroboration that a 'cultivator' was involved, and could not give a more detailed target.

The suspicion of Uncle Two, who was a martial artist, was mitigated, although it could not be ruled out that he had conspired with someone.

The explosion in clue two is an unreasonable suspicion; it's normal for a high level practitioner to fight and trigger an explosion. But in this missing tax silver case, there was no forceful sparring, so the explosion was unreasonable.

“Unless it had to explode!” Qian X muttered.

“In the major cultivation systems, are there any occupations that need to rely on explosions to achieve their goals?”

Qian X thought for a few moments without arriving at a clue, and then was shocked to realize that he had made the same mistake as the Capital Omen.

The Beijing Zhaowu's thinking had gone wrong from the start, judging the murderer to be a demonic creature based on the most obvious clues in the case, and then running wildly down that road, never returning.

This wasn't wrong, the problem was that the judgment was too hasty.

Although Qian X had fused his memories, he was still dominated by a modern mindset, and his previous life's experience was the main focus; he preferred to pull the threads out of the dossier and chew on the details that were not readily noticeable before jumping to conclusions.

“I can't figure out this path for the time being, so let's think differently and break through from other places. I'll first rule out it being a demonic disturbance, and assume that this is a well-planned, man-made event.”

“Then, he's bound to leave a break in the case.”

“Rockall's law of material exchange tells us that, but whenever a crime is committed, it is bound to leave direct or indirect traces at the scene ....

Traces of all shapes and sizes can be divided into two main categories, the specifics of which I can't remember too well, they should be hand and foot prints, fingerprints, traces of cars and horses, and traces of tools and instruments.”

“The brokenness is not in the two most conspicuous clues, but in these shaped traces .....”

Based on the description of the dossier, Qian X replayed the process of Second Uncle's tax silver escort in his mind.

Adrenaline was secreted frantically, and the brain cells were highly active. If pheromones could be mimicked, they would be like koi carp in a pool, frantically competing for food as the water boiled.

Over and over again, the rewinding, the nudging of the

The various information and clues on the dossier converged, and his brain was like a CPU running at high speed.

With the patchwork of information, the case is becoming clearer and clearer.

Unconsciously, Qian X felt that he had entered a certain state, and his soul flew lightly, breaking through the mortal body, breaking through the building, and coming to the sky above Kyoto.

Time seems to flow backwards, the east is slightly Xi, the sun is about to rise, Xu Pingzhi led a group of armored soldiers, escorting the tax silver to the Ministry of Revenue.

At this time, is the dawning of two moments ...... Traveled to Guangnan Street, suddenly a demon wind blowing, horses frightened, rushed into the river.

Boom!

The surface of the river exploded, and the turbid waves discharged into the air.

This explosion, as if it also resounded in Qian X's heart, he reflexively stomped his legs and came to his senses.

His eyes were tired, but they were full of exhilaration and ecstasy.

“I got it, I got it, hahaha, I solved the puzzle!!!”

Qian X laughed maniacally and pounded on the fence, “Come on people, come on people, come on people.”

The jailer in charge of the guard was startled, carrying a fire stick, scolded: “Noisy, too long to live is it.”

He banged on the fence with all his might to frighten Qian X.

Qian X took a step back and loosened his grip on the fence, lest he be knocked off his fingers, and he said in a deep voice, “I want to see Mayor.”

“A prisoner, see Mayor .... And don't take a piss and look at yourself.” The jailer laughed in exasperation and reached his fire stick into the fence to stab Qian X.

Qian X backed up again and dodged.

“How dare you dodge?” The jailer touched the key on his waist and laughed, “I'll break your legs today.”

“I have important clues about the tax silver robbery case, I want to see Mayor, you'll be responsible for delaying the case.” Qian X stared at him.

The jailer's face froze.

In the inner hall, the young girl who had finished the meat bun continued to nibble on the sugar cane, occasionally fumbling a few candied fruits out of the deer skin pouch and eating them with it.

One side was sad and heartless.

“His Majesty ordered us to solve the case within five days, this is because if we delay too long, the tax money will likely never be recovered.” Mayor Chen paced back and forth in the hall, he couldn't sit still:

“But time is so tight, we can't do anything about it.” It takes time to solve a case.

Lord Mayor 'snapped' his palm and said in a deep voice: “I'll personally beg Lord Wei to give me the dossier.”

Li Yuchun hesitated, “I'll go with you.”

The yellow-skirted girl glanced at him and said sweetly, “That's alright, with this great power hand of our Dabong stepping in, the two of you won't have to be held accountable by His Majesty.”

“However, losing points in Duke Wei's heart is much more serious than being held accountable by His Majesty.” She smiled, revealing two small, glistening white tiger teeth.

The middle-aged man's face sank.

A yamen in soap clothes bowed his head, sprinted in, and bowed, “Lord Mayor, the jailer reported that Xu Pingzhi's nephew, Qian X, has just said that he has important clues about the tax silver robbery case, and would like to meet with His Excellency in person.”

The three men's gazes condensed at the same time.

Qian X.... If they remembered correctly, this was just a fringe character who had nothing to do with the case, and after the initial interrogation and t*****e, he was recognized as an idle person who had nothing to do with the case.

Mayor Chen pondered for a moment and said, “Bring the person over.”

In a few moments, Qian X, who was wearing a prison uniform with trails of dried blood on his body, was brought up by the magistrates, and the handcuffs and shackles clattered as he walked.