A little weak chicken came to Dali Temple

The sun slowly sets in the west and the sky gradually darkens. Standing at the entrance of the alley, as the light dims, the road deep in the alley gradually becomes unclear. Even if people in the alley light oil lamps, they would not dare to come out unless they go together.

Zhao Bai asked: "Brother Ye, it's so late, why don't you go back?"

Yeats shook his head: "Mr. Zhao, you have children at home, you should go back first!"

"How can you investigate on your own?" he said, "I'd better accompany you."

Yeats blinked, "I have asked Xiao Quanzi to call Brother Teng and Brother Zhang. They will bring their brothers over."

"What do you need me to do?"

Yeats wanted to persuade him to go back first, but then he suddenly had an idea, "Master Zhao, you..." He approached Zhao Bai and said a few words to him in a low voice.

Zhao Bai's eyes lit up and he nodded, "Okay."

He left happily.

The people around Mr. Ye left one by one. Jiang Mingchuan saw Liu Dashuan hurriedly walking around but didn't dare to step forward. He pursed his lips and stepped forward cautiously, "Mr. Ye, it's so late, are you going back? "

Yeats shook his head and walked up to Liu Dashuan, "Everyone you asked said that Mrs. Liu went into the alley but didn't come out?"

Liu Dachuan looked like he was crying, "It has been five days since I disappeared. I have asked about the canal dock on the north side of the moat. No one has seen my sister. She seems to have disappeared out of thin air."

The soy sauce shop at the entrance of the alley was out of soy sauce, so she went to another alley. People only saw her going in but not coming out, but every house in that alley was searched and no one was there.

There are two possibilities now:
One, he was abducted by human traffickers, but he happened to be in people's blind spot, and people didn't see him. Five days have passed, and he is probably out of the capital. It is impossible to find out tonight;

Second, she is still in these alleys, but where is she hiding?
If it was one of them, who would be her captor?For five days, Liu Dashuan had been searching. Where would she be hidden?Will it be like the little lady who was cooked last time?
Thinking of this, Yeats's heart tightened.

Dusk is closing and night is coming.

Yeats turned around and looked at the large group of people outside the alley entrance.

Seeing that Yeats had only gone to Liu's house to have a look, people could not find anything even standing at the entrance of the alley. They felt that there was nothing to see and slowly dispersed.

Yeats seemed to turn around to face Jiang Mingchuan, but in fact his peripheral vision fell on the scattered common people.

In twos and threes, until the last few old men left, Yeats asked: "Where does Mr. Jiang live?"

Jiang Mingchuan replied: "I live where Miss Liu disappeared when she went to buy soy sauce."

"Your accent doesn't sound like someone from the capital..."

"Master Ye is right. I am from Suizhou studying in the Imperial College and will participate in next year's Spring Festival."

"Then you are..."

"I rented a small yard."

Yeats smiled and asked, "Can you take me there to have a look?"

"Master Ye doesn't mind, of course Xiaosheng can."

Jiang Mingchuan happily took Yeats there.

Just as they turned to the intersection of the alley, a black carriage stopped at the street entrance, and a tall noble man stepped out of the carriage.

"Sir..." Yeats was surprised and thought to himself, Xiao Quanzi had gone to call Brother Teng, so why did he call Lord Shaoqing here?

Bai Lang held a lantern to lead the way, while Lord Shaoqing walked with his hands behind his back.

In the dim light, he looked like a banished immortal walking from Tianjie.

Yeats greeted him, "Sir, why are you here?" Pei Jingning looked down at the young lady and smiled helplessly, "I asked you to take a day off and have a good meal, but you came here to handle the case and didn't eat dinner!"

Yeats grinned, "I don't even feel hungry when adults are caring about me."

If it weren't for the wrong scene, Yeats' little nose would have been scratched. Now, Master Shaoqing smiled helplessly, "Let's go to the carriage to eat something first."

Yeats shook his head, "Sir, I'm just going to the yard rented by Mr. Jiang. Why don't we bring the food to his house and let's eat together."

Of course Master Pei agreed with the young lady's suggestion, and Bai Lang quickly ordered the young man to bring the food.

Yeats walked to the adult's side and turned to chat with Jiang Mingchuan, "Mr. Jiang, are there many foreign students like you in the Imperial College?"

"not too much."

"Oh." Yeats asked apologetically, "Mr. Jiang, may I ask if your home is in Suizhou..."

"My father is the magistrate of Suizhou."

As Yeats guessed, she asked casually, "Are there any children from poor families in the Imperial College?"

Yeats was invited by Jiang Mingchuan, and he was the son of an official parent. When Yeats asked him the purpose of these words, he immediately understood, "Almost no children from poor families can enter the Imperial College. Even if they do, they will have a place or family support." .”

Yeats nodded and saw that Jiang Mingchuan's servant was about to open the courtyard door. Yeats stood at the door of the courtyard and looked around. Who are your neighbors?
He really didn't know this, so he looked at the boy.

Pei Jingning's aura was so strong that the boy was so scared that he huddled in the corner. Now that so many people were staring at him, he was a little scared and huddled by the door without daring to speak.

Jiang Mingchuan shook his head, "Bi Mo, whatever you say, this is just to help Brother Liu."

The boy still glanced at Pei Jingning quietly. Pei Jingning's eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and he shivered in fear, "I said...I said...the door opposite is the small courtyard rented by the two gentlemen from the Imperial College. On the left is the imperial student from Jiangnan. On the right is the small courtyard bought by the family of the head of the Ministry of Industry (seventh grade)."

Yeats looked at the opposite door, "Two gentlemen living together? Do they each have their families?"

The young man replied, "It's a shared house without any family members. The two bachelors are very happy and happy, and often attend various literary gatherings." He muttered, "Now they are still living in the dark. I guess they went to that small restaurant to clean up the building again."

The boy's stingy look was quite cute. Yeats couldn't help but laugh and asked, "Where does the one on the left come from in the south of the Yangtze River?"

"Pingjiang Mansion, Mr. Zhu's family is a famous family in Pingjiang. He rented a courtyard with his concubine."

Yeats understood, red sleeves add fragrance!

Without Yeats asking, the boy continued talking about the house on the left, "The yard the boy entered on the left was the yard that Mr. Bai, the director of the Ministry of Industry, just bought not long ago. It is currently being renovated. It is said that his wife and children will move here at the end of April. "

"No one lives there now?"

The boy nodded, "It's being renovated. Mr. Bai will come over occasionally."

Yeats walked to the left yard with great interest. The door was locked at the moment. "How many craftsmen are working here during the day?"

"The brick and tile repairs were completed a few days ago. Yesterday, a carpenter came over to do the work."

Yeats heard the point, "No one has been there these two days between the brick repairs and the carpenters?"

The boy thought for a moment and said, "It seems not."

"Has the master been here?"

The boy said, "When Brother Liu was looking for Mrs. Liu all over the world, he asked Mr. Bai to come and open the door to check."

Jiang Mingchuan said, "Brother Liu is a commoner and has no nerve to enter the house, so he entrusted me to lead him into the house. We checked inside and outside, but there was no one there."

Yeats asked again, "Does the brick and tile repairman live here while he is working? Or does he call it a day when the time comes?"