Chapter 135 Sending Zi’an (Additional update for all readers) On the way, Gu Qi suddenly smiled while thinking about it. Yu Xingle next to him was confused, and Zuo Zhong also looked at him doubtfully. What's wrong with this guy? He's on his way to handle a case now. How can he be so cheerful and cheerful? Gu Qi noticed Zuo Zhong's eyes and had to explain: "I just thought of a romantic past of a certain important man in Jiaxing. It is said that he left a poem and it was widely circulated, so I laughed." Zuo Zhong was curious: "What word? Say it and listen." Gu Qi replied awkwardly: "I forgot about it. I'll tell you about it later when I have a chance, section chief."  In fact, this story was a bit romantic. Because He Yijun was here, Gu Qi was embarrassed to say it. Zuo Zhong seemed to have realized something. He coughed and stopped talking, thinking about Jin Renjiu and Nanhu. Gui Youguang and the others found an eyewitness in the northwest of Nanhu Lake. According to him, he saw Jin Renjiu hurriedly walking towards the lake that day, and he had some impression because of his thin clothes. To the northwest of Nanhu and further towards the city is the area where Jin's family is located. It seems that Jin Renjiu rushed there directly after answering the phone call. The old place he mentioned should be nearby. After contacting the owner of the restaurant just now, Zuo Zhong decided to visit the nunnery in the northwest of Nanhu. Compared to bookstores and restaurants, nunneries are indeed more secretive. The relationship between Jin Renjiu and the person he meets may not be that simple. When the car stopped at the scene of the sighting, Zuo Zhong took a breath of cold air after getting out of the car. He looked up and saw dozens of nunneries nearby. The sound of chanting resounded through the sky, and the burning incense towered into the clouds. The area around the shore of Nanhu Lake had become a sea. Buddhist country.

Gu Qi asked in a low voice: "Section Chief, do you want the East China District to send people to support and blockade this place?" Zuo Zhong thought about it and felt he was not in a hurry: "Wait a minute, let's see what the witnesses say first." At this time, Wu Chunyang came over with a bald man. Zuo Zhong observed the man carefully. The leather jacket on his body was made of good material and the jade ring in his hand was expensive. However, when he walked to Zuo Zhong, Zuo Zhong smelled a slight fragrance. Zuo Zhong sniffed and was sure it was the smell of some kind of powder. Does a grown man still need to put on makeup? Looking at the other person's dark face, and then at the solemn nunnery, Zuo Zhong felt that there was something in this Something seems to be wrong. “Section Chief, if I hadn’t noticed that this guy’s expression was not right during the interview, he would have concealed it, and it took him a long time to say that he had met Jin Renjiu.” After speaking, Wu Chunyang tugged at the bald man: "This is my chief. Tell me exactly what you saw that day. If you dare to conceal it and tell nonsense, I will kill you!" Listening to Wu Chunyang's threats, the bald head rolled his eyes and quickly nodded and bowed: "I've seen this officer before. I was wandering by the South Lake when I was young and saw the people in the photo heading that way." After that, he pointed. Opposite direction of the nunnery.  Zuo Zhong looked at the sparse trees over there, walked up to the bald man and patted his shoulder: "Why are you wandering around Nanhu Lake? It's still such a cold day?" The bald man was patted by Zuo Zhong, and his body shivered and he almost fell to his knees on the ground. Hearing Zuo Zhong's question, his heart tightened, and he explained: "The villain just likes to walk. After walking for a long time, he is not afraid of the cold." "Oh, so that's it." Zuo Zhong seemed to suddenly realize it and shouted: "Wu Chunyang, strip him naked for me. I want to see how this gentleman is not afraid of the cold. Do you want to see it?"  Gu Qi, Yu Xingle and Gui Youguang nodded. He Yijun blushed but did not leave. They all saw that this bald man was full of lies and he would not be honest if he was not taught a lesson. After receiving the order, Wu Chunyang walked up to the bald man and took off his fur coat. There was actually a sheepskin vest inside, which made everyone present sneer. Didn't he say he wasn't afraid of the cold? The bald man didn't expect that the other party would take off his clothes as soon as he disagreed. As soon as the cold wind blew from the lake, the guy immediately got into a fight, but Wu Chunyang didn't stop. He only left him a pair of underwear and even his shoes. Take it off. Zuo Zhong sneered and pulled out his pistol: "Run, run for me quickly, or I will let this guy encourage you." How could the bald man still have the strength to run? Tears and snot were flowing out of his nose: "Sir, please forgive me. I said, I saw that man when I came out of the nunnery, and he also went in." Zuo Zhong snorted coldly: "What kind of place is Sendzi'an? Where are you running to and what are you doing so early in the morning?" The bald man hesitated and said: "There are all nuns in buns, it's that kind of place."  A nun with a bun? ? Zuo Zhong has a question mark on his head, what does this mean? Gu Qi moved to his side, Fu Er whispered something, Zuo Zhong looked at the bald man with a strange expression, these people are really good at playing. Zuo Zhong was silent for a while, then signaled Wu Chunyang to give the clothes to the bald man. The bald man hurriedly put on his clothes as if he had been granted amnesty, and then said to please: "If the chief likes it, I am willing to arrange it for you. I just ask you to let me go."

Zuo Zhong's eyes widened and he wondered who he was. He immediately kicked the bald man in the face and said, "Stop talking nonsense and explain clearly what happened inside the nunnery. Have you ever seen the person in the photo before?" The bald man crawled back, ignoring the bleeding nose and said: "There are seven or eight masters inside who are responsible for entertaining guests. I have never seen this person before, but the guests in Shuangzi'an are all regular customers. The masters are always He is reserved and just chats and laughs with the guests at first. After a while, he can drink, play cards and go in and out of the cloud room. " Alas, it's all talents. He said such an elegant thing about a puppet, but let Zuo Zhong know Jin Renjiu's secret. This guy turned out to be a regular guest of Ziyu. What about the person who meets him? Zuo Zhong continued to ask: "Except for that kind of thing, are there any Buddhist temples in Shuangzi'an that are open to the public?" The bald man nodded repeatedly: "Of course there are, and of course they have to be regular customers. Masters don't like the excitement." Zuo Zhong looked at the bald man and felt that this man was still of some use, so he said to Yu Xingle: "District Chief Yu, please take this man into custody. After we finish the investigation, send Zi'an to send him to the police station to identify the body." Yu Xingle nodded. He waved two young spies to watch over the earth-colored bald man. When he was dragged away, he was still begging for mercy: "Sir, you must not do this. There is a tigress in my house, and someone will die!" It has nothing to do with Zuo Zhong whether he can survive or not. He glanced at the nunnery in the distance with an expression of disgust on his face: "Gui Youguang, seal the nunnery for me and take out all the filthy things inside. Let it dry." "yes!" Gui Youguang ran away with a group of spies in a hurry. This was a good job. These people had smiles on their faces and tried their best to be more active than when they caught Japanese spies. Looking at Gu Qi and Wu Chunyang with regretful expressions on the side, and Yu Xingle who was eager to try, Zuo Zhong cursed secretly that these people had never seen the market before, and they were such an embarrassment to the Secret Service. But Zuo Zhong has one advantage, that is, he always follows the good deeds, so he said: "Let's go and have a look too." Except for He Yijun, everyone was happy: "It's a great land, it would be nice to have more people to help." By the time Zuo Zhong and the others arrived, the nunnery was already in a frenzy. Some men and women in cool clothes ran out of the monastery, followed by ferocious spies behind them. Looking at the people running around the yard, Zuo Zhong's face slowly darkened. What did Gui Youguang do? Did he really treat action as child's play? He even forgot about discipline. Gui Youguang didn't expect Zuo Zhong to come so soon. He held a gun in his hand and shouted loudly: "Everyone, stop and don't move. Women stand still and men squat down. Otherwise, we will kill you!" Seeing this man who suddenly rushed into Shuozi'an, kicked down the door and arrested people with a gun, the chattering men and women became obedient, and they all looked at the newcomer Zuo Zhong cautiously. They knew that the person in charge was here, especially the owner of the hermitage at Sendzi'an. They naturally had a background to do this kind of business here, and they were not small. If those gangsters came to cause trouble, she could make the police chief miserable with just one phone call, but the gang in front of her didn't look like they were from the local area, and she didn't know where they came from.  Zuo Zhong was walking in the yard with his hands behind his back. The women standing seemed pitiful and the men squatting had regrets on their faces. Finally, he stopped in front of a nun with a charming smile. Although this female nun is wearing a monk's robe, you can see through the monk's hat that she is not bald, and she also smells of travel dust. They say that she is a nun who chants sutras and chants Buddha's name. Ten thousand people don't believe it. Seeing her smiling at him, Zuo Zhong frowned and said, "You must be the master of the nunnery. I have something to ask you." The owner of the nunnery smoothed his hair and replied shyly: "Just follow the arrangement of the little benefactor. I wonder why you came to the nunnery?" Looking at this fat and ugly woman, Zuo Zhong had an expressionless face: "Pure Buddhism, how can you explain how she harbors dirt and evil?" The master of the nunnery laughed twice: "The little benefactor is really good at joking. Just say whatever you want. Although the nunnery is not a famous temple, I still have some money. As long as you turn a blind eye, I will be a poor nun." .” Before she could finish speaking, Zuo Zhong raised his hand and gave her a slap in the face. The nunnery owner staggered and almost fell. His face swelled up at the sight. Everyone in the yard was startled. This young man was too aggressive. Cruel. But this was not over yet. Zuo Zhong then opened his bow from left to right and slapped the nunnery master more than ten times. The nunnery master felt that the stars in the sky could not tell the difference between east, west and north, and his ugly face turned into a pig's head, which was much more pleasing to the eye than before. Zuo Zhong looked at the nunnery master whose face was covered with blood. He took out his handkerchief and wiped his hands. He said in a cold voice: "Who are you showing off here to show off? Do you know how much of a crime you have committed? If I ask you questions, please answer honestly. You are not allowed to follow me." I'm verbose." The disheveled nunnery leader now knew the power, and knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "Sir, ask me, this poor nun doesn't dare to do it anymore."

　　Without the toast and the penalty drink, Zuo Zhong took out the photo and threw it on the ground: "This person came here last month. I want to know who he met with, how long he met, and whether there was anything unusual when he left." The owner of the nunnery crawled to the photo, opened his swollen eyelids, looked at it, and immediately shouted: "His surname is Jin, and he is a regular customer of our nunnery, but he used to bring girls here by himself, and it has nothing to do with sending children to the nunnery." Zuo Zhong walked up to her and said word by word: "Who is that woman? Think about it clearly. This is a matter of your life and death. Don't toast or eat as a penalty."  The men and women in the nunnery were horrified. If this was a toast, what would happen if they drank wine as a penalty? Talking about work and rest, I work at night and rest around 5:00-7:00, get up at 12:00-13:30, stay at Soho during the epidemic, eat and wash for an hour, work around 14:30, eat at 20:00 in the evening, there is no rest. The coding time is in the fragmented time. Other than that, there is no entertainment and no going out (I don’t want to go out during the epidemic). I am not complaining, but this is the objective situation. Some book friends said that they don’t want to read two updates a day. I don’t know how to explain it. 3000+ chapters, two updates 6000+. If I write a chapter with 2000 words, the 6000 words can be divided into 3 chapters, which is slightly more. The word water is 4 chapters, and the number of words is not much more. But does this make sense? (Not targeting anyone, just my own book.)

The first floor of the ancient trees is cold, the world is misty and rainy, and the music is in the sky; the boat is far away from the two peaks, where are the mandarin ducks, the clouds and the water are the same. Yuan Kewen

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