Song Ruilong took the eagle-shaped dagger out of his sleeve, threw it to Tie Chong, and said, "Let's see if the shape of the eagle engraved on this dagger is the same as what Wang Shicheng described?" Also Is there a small hook on the tip of the dagger? ”

Tie Chong stretched out his hand and took the handle of the dagger, looked at it, and said, "It looks the same as what Wang Shicheng described." There's really a little hook here. ”

Song Ruilong said a little angrily: "Since you have found the owner of the eagle-shaped dagger, why don't you go and verify it?" ”

Tie Chong's face was very ugly, and said: "My lord, this Nangong Xiang is the owner of Fengyun Department Store, his father is Nangong Peng, the founder of the Nangong family, this person has a very high status in Ping'an County and the rivers and lakes, and his family is rich, and he is also willing to give, and his reputation in Ping'an County is also very high. ”

Song Ruilong said in a deep voice: "No matter who that person is, as long as he is involved in the case, we will not let him go easily." Just check Nangong Xiang. Where is Nangong Xiang? ”

Tie Zheng suddenly came to his spirit and said: "On the third floor of the Fengyun Department Store." The third floor is arranged like a luxurious palace, and the rooms are very elegant, especially the room where Nangong Xiang lives, which is simply a fairyland on earth. ”

Song Ruilong said: "It turns out that the iron catcher has already checked. Okay, this county will take you to meet this Nangong Xiang. ”

Song Ruilong packed the eagle-shaped dagger with a hook and the bloody lotus jade into a black linen bag, and took Su Xianrong and the other six people to the Fengyun Department Store.

Fengyun Department Store is located at No. 50 Pingyun Road, the shop is very large, about ten of the usual shops, from the first floor to the second floor, the design is very exquisite, the decoration is very beautiful, all kinds of things are placed very neatly, the goods on the shelves are specially wiped every day, and it looks spotless.

There is a row of large lanterns hanging in front of the door of Fengyun Department Store, which illuminates the outside of the shop.

It's not early, a man in his forties wearing work clothes from Fengyun Department Store was about to close the door, at this time, Tie Chong walked up, lit up the case handling card in his hand, and said, "Close the door slowly." We are the tolerance of the Ping'an County Ya, looking for your boss Nangong Xiang, I have a few words to ask. ”

The man glanced back at Tie Chong, and the five people behind him, paid special attention to the boy who was fanning, and said, "You guys are tolerance?" Who knows if you're not? I think you are gangsters, how can you wear the clothes of the people?

Tie Chong said a little angrily: "I don't know the tolerance, don't you know the waist card of this case?" ”

The man squinted his eyes and said, "I'm sorry, my boss has already rested." If you want to find our boss, please come back tomorrow, right? ”

Tie Chong said angrily, "What if we want to see us now? ”

The man glared at Tie Chong and said, "Unless it's your muscles and bones itching." ”

Tie Chong sneered, "We want to see how you keep our muscles and bones from itching." ”

The man clapped his hands, and more than a dozen men with big knives rushed out of the department store, and after they rushed out, they immediately surrounded Song Ruilong and others. Those people's eyes were wide open, cold as ice, and even their sword light was cold.

The man looked at Tie Chong proudly and said: "Several, pretending to be a tolerance is not a good thing, if you are interested, you can get out of here quickly, and you can save a small life, but if you don't leave, as long as I clap my hands, there will only be six corpses falling here." ”

Song Ruilong opened the fan in his hand, walked to the front of Tie Chong, looked at the arrogant man, and said, "Who are you?" ”

The man pointed his hand to a sign on his chest and said, "Do you see clearly, isn't this sign written?" Qin Buxian, the deputy housekeeper of Fengyun Department Store, is responsible for the purchase and sale of goods in this department store, as well as the safety of the boss. ”

Song Ruilong smiled and said, "What a big official! But who knows if you're a real or fake official. Anyone can forge your brand, and your people are afraid that anyone can pretend to be it, so I think you should think about your situation first. If you think that the six of us are impersonating, but in fact we are the real tolerance, this blatant confrontation with tolerance is tantamount to rebellion, and it is to punish the nine clans, and when the time comes, not to mention that you can't afford this consequence yourself, even your boss probably can't afford it. ”

Qin Buqian was a little scared, he looked at the caretakers of the Fengyun Department Store around him, those people's eyes were flashing, looking at each other, and even the knives in their hands couldn't hold them steadily.

Qin Buqian was a little scared and said, "How many people are really tolerances? ”

Song Ruilong said: "It's true! ”

Qin Buqian said: "A few of you are waiting here, I will go back and say to our boss to see if our boss agrees with you." ”

As soon as Qin Buqian turned around, he lowered his head and stood aside, he was even more respectful to the person who came out of the department store, and said, "Chief, these people say that they are in the yamen, and they want to see Young Master Nangong." ”

The man was a man of forty-five or sixteen years, with a whip around his waist, and he was dressed in great sumplenty, and he looked majestic.

The man ignored Qin Buxian, he walked directly in front of Song Ruilong and said, "Lord Zhixian, it's really rare to care about the safety of our boss at such a late hour. These subordinates have no eyes, and they dare to block the county order to handle the case, and they really deserve to be beaten. However, tonight, the prefectural magistrate did not wear the prefectural clothes, so it is no wonder that those people did not recognize the prefectural magistrate. ”

When Qin Buqian heard that the young man with the fan in his hand was the county magistrate, he immediately followed the chief manager and knelt down for Song Ruilong.

Song Ruilong said: "Those who don't know are not guilty, everyone get up." ”

After everyone got up, the chief pipe: "Xiaomin is the manager of this Fengyun department store, Sikong Tengda, Xiaomin will take the county magistrate to meet our Nangong boss." ”

After Song Ruilong, Su Xianrong and the others followed Sikong Tengda to the third floor, they saw Nangong Xiang in the middle room.

The room was full of lanterns, and not a single part of the room was dark, as if it were daytime.

Nangong Xiang's room is really luxurious, the tables and stools inside are made of the most noble wood, and there are many precious woods, even Su Xianrong can't name them.

On the floor of that room was a red cotton satin, embroidered with birds and beasts of various colors.