mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 187 Lugang Town Journal

It seems that what the weirdo was talking about was the notebook that Zhao Chuanxin had found.

And isn't the brain of intelligent creatures that the weirdo refers to just Xingyue?
He had considered a long time ago whether to give the notes to the weirdo in exchange for favors.

Has not been put into action.

Zhao Chuanxin was afraid that "I" would be stupid, so he hurriedly wrote,
【I will not tell the weirdo about the notes and Xingyue for the time being. 】

It's not that Zhao Chuanxin cherishes himself with a broom, because there are completely two worlds, and there is no need to hide it.

If he is in his own world, if he has an AI, he promises to hide it secretly, and no one will tell.

But the world in the diary doesn't matter.

At worst, there will be a technological explosion, and it won't blow him up anyway.

If you just hand it over easily, then this note will look cheap.

When they tried their best and failed to find him, he stood up and "turned the tide", and the effect was incredible.

Human nature, that's all.

After figuring out the cause and effect, Zhao Chuanxin agreed.

[I promised the weirdo. 】

[The weirdo is very happy: Brave, you made the right choice again. 】

[I got the elastic boots specially made for horses and the creation of war, and a blood lock film, as well as how to use them as rewards! 】

[Now, I want to gather my strength and prepare for the long and dangerous journey. 】

The diary needs to gather strength, so Zhao Chuanxin also took out the elastic boots and the blood lock film.

Since it is a reward, it is naturally in duplicate.

The blood-locking film is an injection, and Zhao Chuanxin's share was directly pushed in by him on his arm.

After pushing it down, I felt my skin was burning.

He was startled suddenly: "Shit, that's too reckless!"

Don't have any side effects, right?
Fortunately, this feeling comes and goes quickly.

Slowly, I just felt a little itchy on my body, and it didn't take long for it to return to normal.

It's too late to say anything now.

It can only be said that the brain of the weirdo is too strong. For a long time, Zhao Chuanxin has trusted this person with an IQ that even surpassed Einstein's.

Look at the elastic boots again, there are four in total, horseshoe-shaped.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at Mi Shan maliciously.

Mi Shan sensed an evil aura, enveloped himself, snorted uneasily, and stared at Zhao Chuanxin in fear.

"Finally, you fall into my hands!"

Zhao Chuanxin got up with an evil smile, and slowly approached Mishan.

Mi Shan began to struggle, but he couldn't escape being tied by the rope.

When Zhao Chuanxin approached, Mi Shan began to dodge around the pile.

If Zhao Chuanxin goes to the left, it goes to the right.If Zhao Chuanxin goes to the right, it goes to the left.

"Hehe, the tiny horse, is it trying to challenge human IQ?"

Zhao Chuanxin changed his strategy and started to circle in one direction.

Sure enough, Mishan bound himself in a cocoon, and when it turned around, the rope was wrapped around the stake, getting shorter and shorter...

It wasn't until it stopped moving that I was surprised.

I, Cao, what have I done?

Zhao Chuanxin raised his hand and slapped him: "Smack you to death!"

Mi Shan showed his weakness, and quickly bowed his head and obeyed his ears.

Zhao Chuanxin patted its hooves: "Lift up!"

Unexpectedly, Mi Shan is quite human, and he actually lifted up obediently.

Just as Zhao Chuanxin stretched his hand in, Mi Shan suddenly lowered his hoof.

Thanks to Zhao Chuanxin's hand twitching so fast, he was almost stepped on by it!

Being stepped on with the weight of a horse, the bones and tendons that cannot be stepped on will be broken?
"It's so despicable!"

It was Zhao Chuanxin's first contact with such a despicable creature, and he slapped it again when he got angry!

This slap was a bit strong, this time Mi Shan was really honest.

Persuaded!

It is as good as good, and Zhao Chuanxin lifts his hoof when he asks him to lift his hoof.

Suddenly there was a little more weight on the hoof, even if it wasn't heavy, it still felt uncomfortable.

It's like a piece of 502 glue sticking to a person's hand, even if the flesh is torn off, they don't want to let it stick.

However, elastic boots are like tarsal maggots, how can it be easily thrown off?

This move is much more ruthless than slapping it twice!

After digging for about 10 minutes, Mi Shan finally slapped Zhao Chuanxin pitifully.

"Teach you a lesson, so that you can remember!"

Zhao Chuanxin was very relieved to see it uncomfortable.

According to the weirdo, after waking up tomorrow, the elastic boots will be firmly fixed like growth tissue, and you will gradually get used to it.

So, it's time to teach this guy a lesson.

Remember to eat but not hit dog things!
The thoughts are clear and I can fall asleep.

The next day, Zhao Chuanxin's clothes were wet with dew.

He was woken up by Li Zhitao.

"Zhao Sheng, wake up, you will suffer from the wind and cold."

Zhao Chuanxin opened his eyes and shivered: "Hiss...it was a little hot last night, why do you feel so cold in the morning?"

In November, in the open air, my body was wet and blown by the wind, and I slept overnight without a quilt.

No wonder it's not cold.

Chuishuiju pointed sleepily at Mi Shan and said, "Sheng Zhao, what horse..."

"Oh, I picked it up."

Blowing Water Horse Heart said that you should be called Blowing Water Salary.

On Hong Kong Island, you can't pick up horses.

He excitedly said: "Sheng Zhao, I have an idea! Let's go horse racing to make money!"

Zhao Chuanxin was stunned, Mi Shan was stolen from the racecourse, you want me to take it to the horse race?

Is it funny?
"Okay, Hong Kong Island Idea King, you go buy breakfast, don't blow the water."

Blowing Water Horse: "..."

He yawned, followed by another shiver.

Zhao Chuanxin folded his arms: "Taotao, you guys go to wash up and wash up, and bring me some water by the way. This basin is filled with washing water, and put the water for brushing my teeth into this glass bottle. Go."

After they were all gone, Zhao Chuanxin took out dry clothes and changed into a woolen coat, which made him feel much warmer.

Looking at the pitiful Mishan, who seemed to have been convinced, Zhao Chuanxin fed it fodder again.

Not to mention the other people's horses, he also followed the fodder.

"After you finish eating, I will take you to drink water."

Not long after, Li Zhitao and the others came back.

After Zhao Chuanxin washed up, he devoured the hot bun brought back by Chuishuiju.

After eating the hot buns, the warmth surged up, and finally it wasn't so cold.

After finishing the seafood porridge, Zhao Chuanxin went to untie Mi Shan.

Turning on the horse, pinching the horse's belly, Mi Shan kicked and started to walk.

"Zhao Sheng, wait for us..."

Mi Shan's back undulates violently. The reason is that the elasticity under the soles of his feet has increased, and each step spans a long distance.

It was very uncomfortable when it took a few steps.

But immediately, it found that its speed and bounce had greatly increased.

Every step was easy and freehand, and the speed increased unconsciously.

Moreover, the horse's hooves stepped on the ground silently, as if they were fitted with rubber pads.

This caused the five people behind to jog and jog, and when they reached the public faucet, they were already exhausted and out of breath.

I just finished breakfast, and I have digested half of it, and I don't know if I have gastroptosis.

After Mi Shan drank enough water, Zhao Chuanxin turned his head and said, "Toad boy, when you go to the charity meeting, you must keep a low profile, and you will be the liaison officer from now on.

Taotao, you are waiting for news from Toad Boy at the boathouse. "

Li Zhitao was somewhat reluctant.

But did not dare to refute.

Regardless of what they thought, Zhao Chuanxin beat his horse and galloped out.

……

The Hong Kong Island Police started in 1841, when William Caine served as Chief Magistrate, when only a few dozen British veterans served as police officers. In 1844, the Police Department was formally established on Hong Kong Island, which separated the judicial and police functions, and a real police department was established.

Li Ziyu is now a member of the Hong Kong Island Police Station, and has made outstanding achievements in handling many cases, beheading her head.

He studied in England.

Of course, his studying abroad is a nice way of saying it, and the reality is to listen in.

For two years he secretly attended the Defense Affairs Section of the Royal Military Academy Sandhurst.

Li Ziyu is very interesting, because his Asian face is not convenient for eavesdropping on the class, he taught himself how to make up, sticks to a big blond beard every day, draws eyebrows and eyes, and makes himself look like a British and get away with it.

He can speak a fluent Cockney accent, which is why his boss likes him.

At this time, Li Ziyu was frowning and looking at a piece of information. After looking at it for a while, he turned to his assistant and asked, "I asked you to find the information about the theft cases of major foreign firms in the Mainland, haven't you done it yet?"

The assistant frowned: "Detective Li, it's inconvenient to go to the mainland, contact the relevant personnel over there, and there is too little in the telegram."

Li Ziyu's tone was flat and calm: "When I gave you this job, I never said it would be easy. Find a way, even if you go to the Mainland yourself."

The assistant continued to complain: "However, the higher-ups will not allocate funds for the investigation. After all, it is not the bank on Hong Kong Island that was stolen."

"Do you think I'm investigating a bank theft?" Li Ziyu put down the documents and straightened her back: "The person I want to investigate is Zhao Chuanxin. I doubt very much that the gangster who shot and wounded the British policeman was Zhao Chuanxin." salary.

I even doubt that those bank thefts were done by Zhao Chuanxin! "

The assistant was inexplicably surprised: "What? Zhao Chuanxin? Detective Li, if it's really Zhao Chuanxin, we can't provoke him. This man is lawless, and he is called the Far East outlaw by the locals in the United States! If it is really him, we might as well secretly Put the water..."

"Shut up!" Li Ziyu's face was full of displeasure: "If I was afraid of death, would I still be a policeman?"

Life is at stake, and the assistant feels aggrieved. He is really afraid of Zhao Chuanxin.

He asked unconvinced: "Then how do you know that these things are related to Zhao Chuanxin?"

"In the judicial science I study, I pay attention to trace textual research and forensic science. This is my method of handling cases.

I have been to America before.

Many people know Zhao Chuanxin's rampant, brutal and violent actions in the United States.But most people don't know that banks have been robbed or stolen along the route he traveled.

I conducted an on-site inspection and found that the door locks of bank vaults all have one thing in common—the cut marks are neat.Another thing they have in common is that the gangsters are usually swept away, and it can be said that there is no grass.

Because the banks in the western United States are all small banks, the amount is not large, and the west itself is full of all kinds of brutal violence, so this matter has not been taken seriously.

Some time ago, several banks in Kobe, Japan were stolen. The cuts were also neat, and even the silver nuggets the size of fingernails were not left behind.

There are hundreds of millions of silver dollars, which cannot be moved by one person.

This is completely in line with the characteristics of the clues I read in the newspaper about the theft of domestic foreigners' banks.

That's why I made a bold inference that these may all be done by one person.

And this person is Zhao Chuanxin! "

The assistant was dumbfounded.

In fact, just like Sherlock Holmes described by the writer Conan Doyle, he attributed many things to the creation of Sherlock Holmes, which is not the case.

Many scientific methods have been used in the current British case-solving, such as shoes, tire marks, fingerprints, ballistics and writing analysis, etc. The deductive method is by no means original to Conan Doyle.

But the assistant didn't know this, he just thought that Li Ziyu was really amazing!

Just from a few clues, it can be deduced that Zhao Chuanxin is the culprit.

Great my brother.

But he still has a doubt: "Then how do you deduce that Zhao Chuanxin is the gangster who injured the British policeman?"

Li Ziyu picked up the water cup, took a sip of tea, and handed a journal to the assistant: "Look at this."

The assistant picked up the periodical, which read: "Lugang Town Journal".

On the cover of the journal, there is a female mounted policeman with a gun on her back.

The female mounted policeman is very beautiful, and her police uniform is well-fitting and heroic, and the style is fashionable.Wearing a baseball cap, the ponytail hangs naturally in the back.She carried a Mosin Nagant and a revolver at her waist.

At the same time, it is also equipped with a cavalry knife.

The assistant didn't know how to describe this woman.

Vocabulary is too scarce!
If it was Zhao Chuanxin, he would definitely tell him: Sa!
I also want to take a second look at the cover, because there are no pictorials in China yet, and this method of making a cover with photos and hand-painting is the first case.Especially, the woman in the photo is so attractive!

If it weren't for "Lugang Town Journal", the pictorial in this form would have been delayed for many years, and it would be called "Liangyou Pictorial" at that time.

I wanted to read it again, but the assistant held back and turned to the first page.

He exclaimed: "This kind of paper is of great quality! There are still photos?"

I don't know how to do it, the first page is the entire printed photo, including the inside of the cover page, plus the first page, it is full of a whole photo.

This is fresh.

This is a bird's-eye view, a silhouette of the most prosperous area in Lugang Town, with a strange but comfortable angle.

There are three large characters written on it, Lugang Town.

There is also a brief introduction in small words next to it: (When I open my eyes every morning, in front of the white floor-to-ceiling windows, I look at the street and repeat the same scene over and over again-primary school students carrying big schoolbags to school, the dog at the entrance of the department store starts to bark, The carriage carrying green vegetables rolled over on the stone road... I am very happy, because this is called tranquility.

I think that the wealth, tranquility, and avant-garde of Lugang Town should not be exclusive, I should share them with you. —— Zhao Chuanxin. )
The assistant read it for a long time, and he was obviously not Wen Qing, but he fell in love with this journal a little bit.

Is this ten thousand times better than newspapers?Definitely worth collecting!

But he still asked curiously: "Inspector Li, is it okay? Although this journal is surprisingly good, I don't see anything suspicious."

Li Ziyu took another sip of tea, smiled and said, "Keep watching."

Continue to turn the page, the second page is still a photo.

A plump and charming woman, wearing a dress, revealing her curvy figure.

hiss……

It's the fashion nowadays, but any woman with some status and wealth wants to cover her face completely.Even if the figure is good, it must be covered by the seemingly bloated toga with large sleeves.

That's right, it was on purpose.

Don't let others see it!

The assistant looked at this ordinary photo of Miao Cuihua in a dress, which was much more shocking than Zhao Chuanxin's photo of a beautiful woman in a bikini.

wow...

The assistant's nose bleeds.

And Li Ziyu, who was with the old god, couldn't help being stunned seeing this.

I asked you to find the clues inside, why did you have a nosebleed?
He's been to England, he's been to America.

The atmosphere of an old European empire like the United Kingdom is actually not that open.

But the United States is different, especially on the eastern coastline, women abound in swimsuits basking in the sun by the pools of private villas.

When Li Ziyu read this journal, he was far less fussy than his assistant.

But he is also curious, how can such a civilized atmosphere be achieved in the backcountry far away from home and abroad?

The assistant took out a handkerchief embarrassingly, blocked his nose, took it off to check the amount of bleeding, folded it in half, and then turned it back, and continued to read the journal with one hand.

Since it is the first issue, most of the content is to introduce the basic necessities of life in Lugang Town.

There is a photo of Liu Jiahui's heroic Mounted Police, a photo of Miao Cuihua in a department store with bags and shopping, her head slightly raised and a smile on her lips, and a photo of Zhao Zhongyi wearing a white shirt with a Lugang town armband...

In addition to people, there are also small squares in Lugang Town full of flying birds, bustling Shitiaolu streets, schools and other places.

The spiritual outlook of Lugang Town is all in these photos.

Li Ziyu saw that the assistant was almost halfway through the pages. From his expression, it could be seen that this guy didn't find any clues at all, and was completely immersed in the content of this "Lugang Town Journal".

This made Li Ziyu think in his heart, should he change to an assistant?

Unable to help coughing, he asked, "Did you see anything?"

Suddenly interrupted, the assistant looked up: "Ah? What?"

The little eyes are very confused.

This made Li Ziyu sigh: "Let me ask you, did you see anything?"

"Ah, I can see it, I can see it." The assistant responded quickly and replied. "The ethos in Lugang Town is very civilized, catching up with the great powers. The people in Lugang Town are rich, and there are department stores for shopping. The education in Lugang Town is good, and there is also a library. The women in Lugang Town are so beautiful. The cover and the second page are especially nice..."

After all, Li Ziyu couldn't hold back, and slapped the table with a "bang": "I asked you to find clues, what are you looking at?"

The assistant lowered his head in shame.

Li Ziyu came over and pointed at the clothes of the people in Lugang Town in the black and white photos of the journal with his finger: "Have you seen this kind of hoodie?"

Nodding quickly, the assistant replied: "I see, it looks very good, but unfortunately we don't sell it here."

"..." Li Ziyu was laughed stupidly by him: "Do you remember how the injured British policeman described the gangster when he recorded the statement?"

This time, the assistant finally understood what Li Ziyu wanted him to see.

"Yes, yes, the gangster is wearing this kind of hoodie, not a coat!" After the assistant finished speaking, he remembered something, and asked, "Detective Li, where did you get this "Lugang Town Journal"? "?"

He really wanted to say that he wanted to buy one too.

But looking at Li Ziyu's face, he didn't dare to say it.

(End of this chapter)