"Yes, didn't I say it long ago? There is only charcoal in this warehouse, and there are no bandits hiding." The clerk with a bruised face and nose complained.
Tang Shujing dropped the charcoal, clapped her hands, and ordered the detectives, "Come here, move all the stacked baskets down. This female detective wants to check them one by one!"
The clerk with a bruised face and nose tried to stop them but was pushed away by Tang Shujing.
So the neatly stacked baskets were moved down very smoothly.
Tang Shujing was full of energy and personally went into the battle, checking basket after basket, intending to find the gold and silver hidden under the charcoal.
Su Xian walked around the warehouse , staring at Tang Shujing who was full of energy.
If she really finds something special, this girl will definitely scream out loud.
Hey, I'm such a talented person, I let this female Tyrannosaurus help me with the work...Su Xian's mouth curled up.
However, as time passed, Tang Shujing checked most of the baskets in the warehouse one by one, but did not find a single ounce of silver or gold, only charcoal!
She was a little discouraged, but she didn't give up.
But in her irritability, she actually used her hands that had touched countless pieces of charcoal to scratch... scratch her face...
Her white dress was also stained black by the charcoal, making her look extremely disheveled.
Su Xian looked at himself and found that his head, face and robes were all clean, only his shoes were a little dirty.
Because this warehouse seems to be used exclusively for storing charcoal, over the years, a thick layer of "charcoal powder" has accumulated on the ground. As long as you walk in the warehouse, your shoes will be contaminated.
Su Xian stamped his feet and ignored it.
Soon, it was noon and the sun was high in the sky. In Warehouse No. C4, Tang Shujing personally checked the last basket of charcoal.
As expected, the basket was also full of charcoal...
Tang Shujing didn't believe it, so she took the detectives to check the entire warehouse in detail, hoping to find a secret door or a cave.
But half an hour passed and the detectives found nothing.
At this time, the bruised warehouse clerk smiled, very satisfied with Tang Shujing's disappointed expression, shook the copper key in his hand, and said with a smile:
"Captain Tang, it's past noon and everyone must be hungry. How about staying and having a quick meal before leaving?"
"No!"
Tang Shujing's delicate face could not hold back her anger. She waved her hand angrily and told the detectives to leave the warehouse directly and quickly returned to the place where the horses were stored outside the dock.
Then they jumped on their horses and rode away.
"You...wait..." Su Xian stayed where he was, stretching out his hand to try to keep them.
But Tang Shujing and the detectives, who looked unhappy, had already disappeared.
"Forget it, the mission has been accomplished anyway." Su Xian shook his head, got on Lin Chuan's carriage, and told the coachman to drive away.
In the carriage, Su Xian began to analyze the gains of this trip.
It was obvious that nothing was gained from this trip.
What was stored in Warehouse C4 was indeed charcoal, and only charcoal...
Then the question is, if it was really charcoal, they could have just transported it directly to the Hejian Posthouse. Why did they go to the trouble of holding a secret meeting last night for such a small matter?
It doesn't make sense!
Su Xian frowned and pondered for a long time, and finally could only guess: "Zhilan eavesdropped on the beam last night, but she didn't hear everything, and even only heard three key words..."
"That is to say, what those people discussed last night was not about transporting charcoal to the Hejian Posthouse... It was just because Zhilan only heard those three key words that I made a misjudgment..."
"So what exactly was it that they discussed in their secret meeting?"
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As he was deep in thought, Su Xian suddenly smelled the aroma of meat, which aroused his appetite.
It was already past noon and he had been hungry for a long time. Now the smell of the meat made him feel even hungrier.
I lifted the carriage curtain and saw that this was a small market town outside the city. The aroma of meat came from a roadside store...
Su Xian stopped the car and went into the foot shop to have a delicious meal.
After walking out of the shoe shop, he saw someone slaughtering a live sheep on the roadside. Su Xian remembered that Yang Zhilan liked to eat lamb chops, so he bought two large chops and planned to cook them at home tonight so that she could eat her fill.
Go into the city and return to Corner Tower Street.
He took the boxes filled with books and two large lamb chops out of the carriage, rewarded the driver with a piece of silver, and told him to return the carriage to Lin Chuan.
After the carriage left, Su Xian stopped at the door of his house, chatted with Zhang Cuihua in front of the stinky tofu stall next door, then opened the door and returned home.
As soon as I pulled the bolt of the door, I turned around and saw Yang Zhilan appear at the stairs on the second floor.
She was short and looked frail, but Su Xian knew how terrifying the killing power was hidden in her frail body.
Since Yang Zhilan moved in, she has been different every day, and her complexion and look are getting better.
Although the clothes Liu Huixiang gave her were half-worn, they gradually made her look more beautiful when she wore them. However, she was still too thin and needed to take care of herself...
Without waiting for Su Xian to speak, she went downstairs on her own and took the two large chops of lamb. Although her face was expressionless, Su Xian still noticed that her eyes lit up.
"We'll cook at home tonight and make your favorite lamb chops."
Yang Zhilan didn't reply and silently sent the lamb chops into the kitchen.
Su Xian went upstairs to his study, took out the books from the box and placed them on the bookshelf, picked up a book at random, sat down and began to review his homework.
After a while, Yang Zhilan came back, sat down cross-legged on the ground silently, and looked at Su Xian with a little doubt.
Su Xian then told the results of the trip to the dock.
"This matter is very strange!" Yang Zhilan said finally.
"Yes, it is indeed very strange. But there are no clues at the moment, so let it be."
After Su Xian finished speaking, he continued to bury his head in reviewing his lessons.
Yang Zhilan frowned and thought for a while, then finally gave up, closed her eyes and began to rest.
On a quiet afternoon, a cool breeze blows in from the window, and occasionally there is the subtle sound of books being unfolded or rolled up, creating peace and tranquility.
At dusk.
Su Xian dropped the book, stretched and said, "It's getting late, let's stew the lamb chops first."
They went to the kitchen and started preparing the ingredients. Yang Zhilan showed off another of her unique skills for the first time - knife skills.
"That's great. When we can't make it anymore, we can open a restaurant together. You cut the vegetables and I cook." Su Xian praised.
After preparing the ingredients and condiments, Su Xian asked Yang Zhilan to light a fire and start stewing the lamb chops that had been chopped into two large pots.
While making a fire, Yang Zhilan's "old problem" broke out and she suddenly dropped a burning twig to the ground.
As luck would have it, the flaming branch fell right at Su Xian's feet.
"careful!"
Yang Zhilan's expression changed slightly. She jumped up like lightning, picked up the ladle, and prepared to scoop water to put out the fire.
Su Xian looked down and was about to say "It's okay".
But then, he saw brilliant flames coming out of his shoes, with a slight hissing sound and blue smoke, burning all the way around the shoes!
Su Xian was stunned.
Soon, the smell of gunpowder entered his nostrils, which was a bit choking, and it brought him back to his senses.
Then his face changed drastically and he said in astonishment: "Gunspowder!"
At the same time, Yang Zhilan's slightly surprised voice came from behind: "Divine Thunder!"