"Brother Tuesday."

Su Dawei nodded to Zhou Liang.

Zhou Liang's eyes swept slightly in the public office, and his expression was slightly uneasy: "I brought the accounts." ”

As he spoke, he saluted Pei Xingjian, shouted "County Jun", and shouted "Di Langjun" to Di Renjie, and then put the file in his hand on the table.

Thick several large books.

"This is the account of the Public Transport Department in the past six months, recording every business, what goods were transported at what time, who entrusted it, and how much money was collected, all of which were on the account."

Pei Xingjian glanced at the thick accounts on the table, it seemed that this kind of incoming and out-and-out numbers were obviously impossible to figure out in a while and a half.

It is best to have a knife and pencil who is proficient in this field, and check it carefully, without a few days, I am afraid that it will be difficult to find something useful.

"Zhou Liang, have you seen this account yourself?"

"Roughly so."

"Lao Saburo, have you heard about it?"

Pei Xingjian said: "When he died last night, he was making account records, but when he found it, there was a page missing, and what was recorded on that page may be very important." ”

Di Renjie walked to the table and flipped through the accounts casually.

Su Dawei looked at Zhou Liang and was silent.

For a moment, he didn't know what to say.

At this point, the facts of the case seem to be understood, but there are many things that are not understood.

It is known that there is a force in the dark, wanting to do something harmful to the Tang Dynasty, and the time chosen may be the Shangyuan Night Lantern Festival tonight.

After all, this is one of the few days in Datang that no curfew is imposed, and the people will take to the streets to celebrate.

Historically, this crowded environment has been the most prone to accidents.

What kind of means will this group use?

At present, it may be possible to secretly set fire to the black fire oil.

It is also possible to use that weird poison to poison people.

If you set a fire, it will be a mass event.

For example, when the lantern festival is held, it will cause great panic among the people, and even large-scale riots and stampedes.

If it's in the palace......

Su Dawei couldn't help but be secretly vigilant.

Li Zhi, the Son of Heaven, the hundred officials, and the concubines will all be in the Calyx Tower tonight, if someone really sets a fire, the situation is unimaginable.

To put it another way, what if the enemy is poisoned?

Poisoning may not be so sensational, but targeted poisoning is more subtle.

Whether it is the assassination of a certain important minister of the court, or the attack on the rule of the Son of Heaven, it is extremely difficult to prevent it.

If it is usual, the hundred officials and the Son of Heaven have their own life tracks, and it is extremely difficult for ordinary outsiders to accurately capture them.

But on the Metaverse Festival, everyone has the same celebration.

The time, the place, and the people are all determined.

This brings great uncertainty to security.

Wang Fangyi of Wannian County heard that he had already brought Ma Dawei's group of bad people, and the left and right leaders were making arrangements for security.

I don't know how it will work.

As for the lion Su Qingjie, I haven't heard from him all day, and I don't know where he is now and what he is doing.

This is an external danger, and internally, the conflict between the eldest grandson Wuji and Li Zhi seems to be getting more and more intense.

In the matter after the abolition, in the competition for hundreds of officials and the right to speak, the two people disagreed everywhere.

This kind of disparity in the upper layer is also projected on this Shangyuan Festival lantern festival.

The eldest grandson, Wuji, said that he wanted to cancel.

Li Zhi insisted that it should be held as usual.

The Dali Temple, the Criminal Department, the left and right leaders and the left and right mansions, Jinwuwei, Chang'an and Wannian County, bad people, etc., can only grit their teeth to make arrangements, and try their best to ensure that there is no chaos.

The gods above are fighting, so don't care about the result for the time being.

If something goes wrong, the following institutions and people will all have to take the blame.

Moreover, no one can afford the consequences.

"If it's yesterday's account, I can still find it out here, and the accounts are all counted from the situation reported below, I'll ask a few people."

Zhou Liang hugged his fist at Pei Xingjian, turned around and went out to find someone.

Su Dawei glanced at Pei Xianjun, and his eyes fell on Di Renjie, who was flipping through the accounts.

"Big brother, what did you find?"

"Hmm, it's a little weird, let me see again."

"What's strange?"

Su Dawei couldn't help but walk up, and Pei Xingjian almost left and right, sandwiching Di Renjie in the middle.

Everyone stretched out their heads to look at Di Renjie's flipping accounts.

"Didn't you notice this? The largest amount of goods turned out to be whale oil. ”

"Oh, this is the material I need to make whale oil lamps, so that my eldest brother can learn that I did some business with a few friends last year, which is to sell this kind of whale oil lamps, this kind of lamp, and the most important thing is the fish oil shipped back from the Western Regions."

Su Dawei secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

This case now involves the Public Transport Department and Small's caravan, and he has a deep relationship with both.

If it turns out that there is a problem in the end, even if there is Wu Meiniang behind him, I am afraid that he will not be able to protect him.

"In the past six months, whale oil lamps have been selling very well, so they have been transporting fish oil back."

"I just wonder about that."

Di Renjie glanced up at Su Dawei, and then said to Pei Xingjian: "Second brother Pei, I heard that although the Public Transport Department proposed it, its duty is not only to transport goods for Ami's business, right?" The West Market is so big and there are so many goods, why is the fish oil shipment volume the largest in this half year?

Also, Ami, I don't know how much fish oil you need to make that whale oil lamp, this amount is more than I imagined, you better check if it's normal.

In addition, as far as I know, the Western Regions have been a little unpeaceful in the past six months, and even the amount of traditional salt, iron, tea, silk and porcelain has fluctuated a little. The volume has only increased, but it has not been affected in any way. ”

Di Renjie's words, every time he said a word, Su Dawei's heart sank a little.

He reached out and flipped through the ledger quickly.

After flipping through it for a while, I pulled out another comparison.

I read several books in a row.

He closed his eyes and stood there, as if thinking.

Pei Xingjian reached out and picked up an account book, frowning as he flipped through it.

Sure enough, if it weren't for Huaiying pointing it out, ordinary people wouldn't have noticed these at all...... Such a comparison is a bit abnormal. ”

"Ami, who's in charge of this account? Isn't there anyone in the Public Transport Department who is specifically watching? If anyone stares at these accounts, for so long, if they have not been aware, I don't believe it. ”

Su Dawei opened his eyes, and there was a complicated color in his eyes.

"I'm going to ask Tuesday ......"

Pei Xingjian closed the account again, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Zhou Liang, there won't be any problems, right?"

The tall dragon looked up at the sky and spat out a wicker he had just picked from the river in his mouth.

"Phew."

Nowadays, if there are friends in Chang'an, they will send them to the Baqiao, and break off the willow branches next to the Baqiao to give them away, in order to show their farewell and reluctance.

Gao Dalong is here, but it's not to send friends.

Of course, it's not for the purpose of using willow branches as toothbrushes.

It's just pure boredom to pass the time.

Ahead, he faintly saw the person he was waiting for, stepped across the Baqiao and walked over.

"I've been waiting."

There were two of them.

A middle-aged man who looks quite familiar.

The other person is a middle-aged Taoist.

"Today's fireworks must be the grandest one since the beginning of Datang."

Daochen turned around and smiled at the man standing behind him.

Behind him, several people are standing or sitting, in different shapes, forming an eerie picture.

Empty Taoist temple.

Standing in front of the gate was Baekje National Master Dochen.

The last rays of the sunset, with a blood-red and demonic glow, were reflected on his body and face.

It's like putting an orange monk's robe on him.

Behind him, Gao Jian leaned against the wall, flipping a knife in his hand.

This knife is very sharp, and the shape is also very special, not like the standard of the Tang Dynasty.

I saw that his fingers moved slightly, and the knife disappeared in his hand, and the next moment, like a trick, it came out of thin air.

Farther away, is the shrine maiden Yukiko sitting cross-legged.

Her hands were on her knees, her eyes slightly closed, as if she was meditating.

In front of her, there was a bonfire, and the light of the jumping fire reflected her face very brightly.

At her hand, there was the great bow of the Japanese style.

As long as you stretch out your hand, you can grab it in your hand and quickly shoot arrows.

In addition to a few of them, in the shadow of the hall, in the corner where almost no one noticed, there was a man covered in shadows, squatting on the ground, his eyes shining with a faint light.

The look in his eyes was like that of a hungry wolf.

"This operation can only succeed, not fail, this may be the most beneficial shot for us to Datang."

"There's only one chance."

"Ashina, if you want to kill and poke, blood, you just do it, and our people will fully cooperate."

"As for us, if you create chaos in the city, we can go and do it, and we will take what ......we need."

"By the way, it would be better if you could kill their emperor, minister...... In this way, Datang can mess up for a while. ”

"If you can do it, we will have more to repay after the deed."

Dao Chen looked to the west, smiled, and muttered to himself: "The Shangyuan night of appreciating the lights is coming." ”

"This will be the grandest ...... of Datang Blood Feast. ”

Chang'an County, in the public office of bad people.

The air seemed to freeze.

Su Dawei, Di Renjie and the county monarch Pei Xingjian looked at Chen Min in front of them in surprise.

"What did you say, the man is gone?"

"Back to the county, I went to look for it personally, after Zhou Liang entered the public transport department, he didn't come out for a long time, I noticed that something was wrong, and I rushed in with someone, and there was no one in the house."

Chen Min swallowed the water in his mouth: "He escaped ......"

Fled.

Zhou Liang fled.

This means......

Treachery!

I thought there would be no problems and no business trips, but the Public Transport Department had a bad time.

originally thought that the most honest and trustworthy person was betrayed.

Su Dawei's blood suddenly gushed up on his head.

In my memory, the first time I did a night patrol for bad people, Zhou Liang warned himself Chunchun, carefully reminded him, and his words were still in his ears.

people, but not the people they were at the beginning.

"Chase, no matter how hard it takes, you have to find him, if you can catch him alive, it's best."

Pei Xingjian slapped the table case fiercely, and there was a hint of murder in his words.

"County gentleman, and eldest brother, I may not be able to meddle in this case."

Su Dawei smiled bitterly, and at this moment, he felt exhausted.

"Ami!"

Di Renjie glanced at Pei Xingjian and said to Su Dawei in a deep voice: "The more times like this, the more you can't give up easily. ”

"We ...... Is there still a chance? ”

Su Dawei looked at the sky outside the door.

Night is approaching, and the darkness of Datang is about to fall.