The next day, the sky was clear.

Chu Yunsheng rushed to take a rest, so instead of going to the hospital again, he followed Yu Jing to a house in the central area of ​​the concession.

In addition to the Yu Mansion outside the concession, this is another residence that Yu Jing often used to visit. But he almost lived in this house for a long time, just as the second office, and he often came here to deal with some things in the concession.

Chu Yunsheng came here, not only because he had nothing to do and came to accompany him, but also to discuss the current state of the arsenal and the problems that have arisen.

The two were busy until noon, when they heard the servants come to report, saying that Fang Laosheng was coming.

Chu Yunsheng was a little surprised.

Based on his clear understanding of the other party these days, this is a person who has to hand over greeting cards when he comes to the door on weekdays. He has some thoughtful thoughts in his heart, but he still has some old-fashioned adherence to etiquette in his bones. This way, without warning, you can enter someone's door.

Yu Jing frowned and said, "I'm afraid something happened."

Chu Yunsheng also had this guess, the two of them stopped talking, put down what they were doing and went downstairs.

Sure enough, Mr. Fang's sudden visit did not bring good news.

"You mean, the train to the northeast was held up?"

The living room window is bright and clean, and a jujube tree stands lushly outside, blocking the hot afternoon sun.

Yu Jing's hand that poured tea stopped slightly.

"right."

Fang Jiming said, his face was a little heavy.

Today, he still wears a simple blue-and-white gown. During this period of communication, his already gray sideburns have added a lot of silver threads, and his face has become much haggard. But fortunately, he is still in good spirits, and he can still write articles and learn all night.

Chu Yunsheng took a cup of tea that Yu Jing had already poured and brought it to Fang Jiming's table.

"That's right."

Fang Jiming sat opposite the two of them, nodded his head, and said, "This train was from Haicheng at night five days ago. It was changed to freight in Jinling, and stopped as usual, with the rest. What is the difference between the train and the train, it should never go wrong.

"But yesterday, when he arrived in Qilu Province, he was suddenly detained at the station in Lunan, saying that the city was under martial law and that he had to be checked."

"The telegram was sent at noon today. At the same time, three or four trains were detained. The soldiers were checked one by one, and when the telegram came, they were still found. But it's a matter of time. , it will arrive tomorrow at the latest."

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"I have sent a telegram to Zhang Feng of Qilu, but there is no reply yet, I don't know if there is any."

Zhang Feng was a warlord in the area of ​​Qilu, and his father had some relationship with Fang Jiming. Although the two had different positions and often scolded him in the newspapers, they still had some friendship.

Yu Jing's eyes sank slightly, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Born, the people who were sent to follow the train north, all have news coming back."

Fang Jiming was taken aback: "They brought a wireless telegraph?"

"Bring one." Yu Jing said.

After saying this, Fang Jiming also knew the weirdness in this matter.

Since the people Yu Jing sent on the train could contact Haicheng at any time, he shouldn't have received the news, but Yu Jing had no idea.

Is this news fake, it was spread on purpose, or is it because Yu Jing's people encountered an accident, or is it some kind of trap - and the most puzzling thing is that this batch of medicines and supplies was following the train. Few of the people here know the specifics, so how did they leak the news?

Is it just a coincidence that they are hitting the spy agents under martial law in Lunan?

In the huge living room, the three of them fell silent in unison, only the tea bowl was full of fragrance and steam.

After a long time, Yu Jing came back to his senses from the sinking and said, "There are still some problems in this matter, but fortunately the train has not passed through Peiping, there are still some people who can move it, so it's not worth it. It's beyond the reach of the whip. If there is really no solution, I will go there in person."

"You went out of Haicheng for this train, don't you want to make sure it has something to do with you!"

Fang Jiming's face was full of disapproval, and his tone was a bit scolding: "If you find out those drugs that are hidden in secret, it's fine, if you find out, everyone will know that you are doing this. If you secretly support the north, then your previous years will be all in vain, and if you come to look for it, it will be in vain."

"Let me ask you, do you still want to stay in Haicheng?"

Fang Jiming sighed, his tone softened a bit, and said: "You are not like Jing Jing, they know what kind of people they are and won't move. But those who are placed in your body 's position and interests cannot make you do something blatantly."

Yu Jing went to refute these words, but only said: "That train contained Chinese patent medicine and antibiotics. If it is found, how will the student explain it?"

Fang Jiming said, "Don't worry about it."

Yu Jing smiled, but stopped talking about it, and instead said: "Sir, apart from the people listed in the previous list, have you told other people about this? What about the batch of supplies?"

Hearing the doubts in Yu Jing's words, Fang Jiming was not annoyed, he shook his head and said, "I know what you mean. But since I received the telegram, I have been reminiscing for a long time, and this incident has been linked for a long time. No one knows about it, and there is no reason for it to be leaked."

During the conversation, the tea bowl in front of Fang Jiming gradually bottomed out.

Chu Yunsheng got up and poured tea, but suddenly when he approached Fang Jiming's side, he smelled a faint smell of ink.

Like a flash of lightning, the words Lu Yun reported when he woke up early and the newspapers delivered today flashed in his mind—

Chu Yunsheng put down the teapot, looked at Fang Jiming, who had always had a dignified expression, and said, "Fang Shengsheng, why did the Oriental News today only start selling around noon?"

It seems that he expected this question from Dr. Chu, who is suspected to be a close friend of Yu Jing, Fang Jiming was stunned and said, "Oh, that's right, the editor who was in charge of printing last night didn't know why. The thing is, I printed a wrong version of the manuscript, but luckily I found it in time and reprinted it again, so I missed the morning time."

"You're not the first to ask today. He Yiqiu still has people asking, thinking that the newspaper office has been closed again."

Yu Jing knew that Chu Yunsheng would not ask this question for no reason. After a little association, he became suspicious, and said calmly, "I printed the wrong version of the manuscript?"

Fang Jiming nodded and said: "As you know, the articles in the newspapers are all set some time in advance, the layout is good, and there is no accident that they will not be changed. But there was an article yesterday afternoon, which was written extremely well. Well, if I can't bear to let it last another day, I will change it in advance."

"But Cheng Mei wasn't in the editorial department when he came here. Maybe he saw the note left for him, or got it wrong, so he changed it to the previous edition."

Chu Yunsheng and Yu Jing looked at each other.

Maybe it wasn't because I saw it or got it wrong, but that edition of the newspaper was printed in advance before yesterday afternoon. And the editor called Chengmei, at noon, did not go back to the newspaper office at all.

Yu Jing knew that the room that was temporarily rented out in the apartment was not rented out by a newspaper editor. There was an ink smell there, obviously anomalous.

As it happens, an editor in charge of printing at the Oriental Daily was not at the newspaper office yesterday.

Yu Jing did not believe in such a coincidence.

He looked at Fang Jiming and asked directly, "Sir, on the day of the European meeting, when I told you about antibiotics, was there a person named Chengmei in the office of the editorial department?"

Fang Jiming raised his eyes sharply, and immediately understood the meaning of Yu Jing's words.

"Go to the newspaper office."

Yu Jing ‌‌ immediately stood up.

The clues of the matter do not know whether it is intentional or unintentional, but all of a sudden, the clues come together.

The green eagle of Asia, the double-identified Sheng Yue, the Oriental language, the smell of ink... the train detained in Qilu, the editor of the Oriental Daily, antibiotics, Chinese patent medicine...

Faintly, it seemed that something was about to surface.

But Chu Yunsheng felt that something was not quite right.

For example, when Yu Jing handed Fang Jiming the piece of paper with the effect of penicillin written on it, the conversation between the two of them not only named the Chinese patent medicine that Yu Jing had made, but also contained The direct talk about antibiotics was only an obscure and brief exchange. Even if the editor named Zuo Chengmei was by his side, he wouldn't know much.

But if it's just a Chinese patent medicine, it won't let the people of Qilu Province take the risk of offending Fang Jiming and Yu Jing, and deduct a train.

There are always some joints in it, and it's weird.

In order to get through this weirdness, Chu Yunsheng had a hunch that the key might be the editor of the Oriental News named Chengmei.

Yu Jing and several of his subordinates rushed to the newspaper office of the Oriental Daily together with Chu Yunsheng and Fang Jiming.

However, when the three arrived at the newspaper office, Fang Jiming's assistant said that someone had just come to find Fan Chengmei, and Fan Chengmei went downstairs from the door of the editorial department and went out with that person.

Yu Jing's secret passage was bad, he drew his gun and ran towards the door.

Chu Yunsheng followed him closely, carefully protecting Fang Laosheng who was in front of him.

While a few people were running down the old wooden stairs, a gunshot sounded not far away, and loud shouts rang out from the editorial department, who was shocked, Fang Jiming. His face also darkened suddenly, and the palm of his hand on the handrail of the stairs clenched tightly.

Yu Jing's expression froze, he raised his leather boots, kicked open the door and rushed out.

The direction from which the gunfire came was a long and narrow alley that few people passed by.

When Chu Yunsheng arrived, he heard the gunshots sound again, Yu Jing bypassed the corpse lying against the wall in the alley, and was shooting with his gun.

Sparks splashed in the shadows deep in the alley, and a vague figure flashed by quickly. Under the pursuit of bullets, it jumped over a wall in three or two strokes and disappeared.

" Birth!"

Yu Jing's men and Chu Yunsheng rushed over together.

Fang Jiming also rushed there out of breath, saw the body of the ground at a glance, and cried out, "Chengmei!"

Chu Yunsheng squatted down and checked that Fan Chengmei, who had been pierced by a bullet in her lower chest, was already breathing.

In addition to this, Fan Chengmei's body was obviously turned over hastily, her clothes were disheveled, and her pockets were pulled out.

Facing the gaze from the other side, Chu Yunsheng shook his head.

Fang Jiming smiled bitterly, and slowly stood up with his knees.

Yu Jing stayed under that wall for a while, then walked towards this side.

As he walked, he raised his hand and pulled open the collar of his shirt. The thin heat escaped, and tiny beads of sweat fell from the side of his neck and rolled over his Adam's apple, lining his brows with a fierceness that could not be concealed. The murderous aura was almost like that hot air, steaming uncontrollably.

"Search!"

Yu Jing drank coldly.

More than half of the vigilant subordinates left quickly, spreading out searching around like a spider web.

"According to the condition of the wound, Fan Chengmei was shot and killed by someone from a distance, and she was searched again." Chu Yunsheng looked carefully, and his voice suddenly stopped. .

"But there's a problem here," he said.

"If the person who went to the editorial department to find Fan Chengmei was the one who shot him, then if the two came out at the same time, the distance was relatively close, and the murderer would have to run far away and then shoot, even looking at his skills just now, Perhaps there is a need to shoot, and it is completely possible to kill Fan Chengmei at close range without any movement."

Yu Jing  squatted beside Chu Yunsheng and said, "There may be two situations in this way."

"One is that the murderer couldn't kill Fan Chengmei at close range, or he didn't do anything at close range, or he had already talked to Fan Chengmei and was about to leave, but he was walking out some distance, and while Fan Chengmei was unprepared, he suddenly shot and attacked. ."

"The first is that the person who killed Fan Chengmei is not the same person who called him out."

"If this is the case, then the situation at the time is probably that Fan Chengmei was called out by this acquaintance and came here. When the two were talking, the gunman in the alley opened fire. Kill Fan Chengmei. ‌‌, the acquaintance may have fled in a panic, or he may have been with the shooter himself. He deliberately brought Fan Chengmei here, and when Fan Chengmei died, he was searched. body before leaving."

"If you say that, it's very likely that the person who was harassed just now was him. When he shot him, he fought back with a gun, which makes sense."

"It wasn't him who shot and killed Fan Chengmei. He brought a gun, so even if he came alone just now, he still had plans to turn around and kill him."

Chu Yunsheng listened to Yu Jing's analysis and added: "There is also a possibility. The shooter and the person who asked Fan Chengmei to come out didn't know each other, but the shooter knew that they would meet and talk here, and he didn't know why. The reason is that in killing Fan Chengmei, he did something to that person."

This guess is because when Chu Yunsheng rushed to the alley, he not only saw the shadow in the depths, but also noticed that a window not far away seemed to have a gaze watching here, with a faint murderous intent. .

He suspected the gunman was there.

When Yu Jing was chasing and killing the figure in the depths of the alley, the gunman did not shoot for cover, but also took advantage of the machine to kill Yu Jing.

It's not like a companion did.

Thinking like this, Chu Yunsheng raised his head to look at the location of the window.

Yu Jing asked for Chu Yunsheng's words, and when he saw Chu Yunsheng raised his head, he followed his line of sight to look over. In the next second, he also remembered what he had neglected, and instantly understood the reason why Chu Yunsheng came to the inference just now.

What Fan Chengmei left behind has no value.

But one thing worth noting is that Fan Chengmei has gun calluses on his hands and obvious traces of fighting training on his body, all of which prove that he is by no means an ordinary literati.

"The man was hit with a shot, and the wound was in the thigh. He couldn't run far. If there was no accident, he would be caught."

Yu Jing said.

Chu Yunsheng nodded slightly and said, "You guys have been running around these days, and you have already taken out antibiotics."

Yu Jing smiled inexplicably, and said, "If it wasn't for the fact that I had already taken it out and wanted to discuss the conditions with the soldiers, I should have shot him in the forehead just now. ‌.”

Hearing this, Fang Jiming let out a long sigh.

He looked at Fan Chengmei's corpse, but he didn't show any signs of being frightened or sad. After all, he had seen strong winds and waves.

It's just that Lao Sheng's expression at this time was very complicated, he closed his eyes, his face seemed to have aged a lot in an instant: "It seems that this is the answer they gave to the result of that European meeting... .I would rather join Dongyang to snatch and rob, than listen to the voice of Huaguo..."

Fang Jiming slammed his fist against the wall, and his body staggered down.

Chu Yunsheng, who was beside him, hurriedly helped him, and when he stretched out his hand, he saw that the old man suddenly lowered his head and covered his face, his fingers were wet.

at the same time.

Meng Wangda rode a rickshaw through the bustling and bustling roads of Haicheng to an old street near Bao'anli, where the Oriental News is located.

There is a shop in this old street called Baige Clock.

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