Rebirth of the Flying Era

Not long after Zhu Zhu left, Wang Dacheng hurried over.

It also brought shocking news that Director Lian was dead!

And the way of death was quite shocking. He actually suffocated himself to death with a towel!

This method of suicide really requires a lot of courage and determination, and it is definitely not something that ordinary people can do.

The only thing that can be compared with it is 'crossing the sea'.

As the saying goes, "Go through water and sea, no matter what."

Although "going to the soup" is tragic, the hardest part is jumping into the boiling oil.

Because once you go down, there is no turning back.

But 'crossing the sea' is different. Crossing the sea is not jumping into the sea. It's over in one go.

Instead, he walked step by step into the deep sea and drowned himself in the shoals on the beach.

Every step forward brings the opportunity to turn back and give up.

You must have great determination and determination in your heart to finally complete it.

Likewise, the director used a towel to suffocate himself to death.

Before she died, she had countless opportunities to take the towel out of her mouth, get fresh air, get rid of pain, and escape death.

But she didn't and persisted until the end.

How much will and determination does this require?

Director Lian, that old lady, is such a determined person?

Du Fei immediately denied this possibility in his mind, Director Lian, she was not that kind of person.

If Wang Wenming once did such a thing, Du Fei could still accept it.

After all, he was a veteran spy who was ruthless to his enemies and unequivocal to himself.

But Director Lian's various performances are simply not comparable to Wang Wenming. Du Fei can still believe that after she was arrested, she immediately confessed everything and strived for leniency.

suicide! It was this way of death, and Du Fei never believed that this was Director Lian's true intention.

There is only one possibility. Just like Director Zhao's husband Li Qun, the director also committed suicide.

But in this case, who is the murderer?

If someone wanted to kill the company director, he would definitely kill him and silence him without even thinking about it.

But now that Li Jiang is dead, who else cares about Director Lian's life or death?

Thinking of this, Du Fei suddenly had an idea and blurted out "No"!

Wang Dacheng was startled: "What's wrong?"

Du Fei frowned and shook his head, but did not explain to him.

But a new idea emerged in his mind.

Du Fei had always felt that Li Jiang was the 'Mr.

But now, Director Lian suddenly committed suicide, making him begin to doubt whether his previous judgment was wrong?

Li Jiang is not Mr. ‘x’ at all.

The real Mr. ‘x’ is someone else!

Director Lian happened to know a little bit about it, so he died immediately after being caught.

But if this is the case, who is the mysterious Mr. ‘x’?

In recent times, the only people who have been in contact with Director Lian are those few people.

Du Fei quickly went through it in his mind, and finally eliminated them all one by one.

For a while, I had no clue again.

Wang Dacheng was confused by the word "wrong", but Du Fei became silent again, which made him very worried.

Asked: "Hey, brother, what's going on? You're talking!"

Du Fei responded and explained: "It's nothing. I just suddenly thought of the lover of Director Zhao of the neighborhood committee, and he also committed suicide suddenly."

Wang Dacheng sighed: "We have also thought of this, but the situations of these two people are very different, and they cannot be handled together for the time being." He sighed again and complained: "Brother, what do you mean? What's going on recently? One after another, they're all murders. By the way, you don't know yet, right? Wang Kun died in the hospital too. "

Why didn't Du Fei know that this was exactly what that bitch Ci Xin did?

But he couldn't show it on his face and asked, "Oh? How did he die? That old lady looked quite tough."

Wang Dacheng smiled bitterly and said: "Who says it's not the case! Fortunately, the hospital issued a certificate that it was a heart attack, otherwise it would have been enough for me to drink a pot."

Having said this, Wang Dacheng's expression became a little grim: "By the way, Chu Qin's punishment has been decided."

Du Fei frowned and asked, "What's the result? Is it serious?"

Wang Dacheng shook his head: "Suspended, demoted, and eventually transferred from the city bureau."

Du Fei had already guessed this would be the result.

Although Qin Feng is from the Chu Red Army, he is standing in front of Minister Xie this time and is a stumbling block that must be removed.

Even Chu Hongjun couldn't stop him and could only exchange Qin Feng for other chips as much as possible.

There's nothing we can do about it.

Du Fei asked again: "How is Uncle Qin doing now?"

Wang Dacheng smiled bitterly and said: "Him? He is quite tolerant. He has already bought a train ticket and said he wanted to visit his old comrades."

Du Fei was not surprised.

Although they have not been together for a long time, Qin Feng is indeed a tough guy regardless of his character, and will never be knocked down by setbacks easily.

After saying this, Wang Dacheng didn't wait long.

He had no special purpose for coming here this time, he just wanted to hear Du Fei's thoughts.

In fact, the recent series of cases have made him a little worried.

If Du Fei has any clever tricks, his big problem will be solved.

Unfortunately, Du Fei didn't have any good ideas this time.

Moreover, Du Fei is going to the south next month and is not that concerned about the situation in the capital.

As the saying goes, the earth will still turn around even if no one is missing.

Du Fei never had the idea that Wang Dacheng would not be able to play without his own involvement.

Not long after Wang Dacheng left, Du Fei was writing and drawing in a notebook, which contained all the problems he might encounter during his trip to Xiangjiang.

Although I don’t have much first-hand information now, I can still get an impression by writing down what I can think of in advance.

But at this moment, there was a sudden mood swing from Xiaohong.

This made Du Fei's heart move.

Last time I found the secret underground warehouse under the Shichahai compound.

There is a secret passage inside that seems to lead to Prince Lao Qing's Mansion, but it has been blocked.

Du Fei asked Xiao Hong to stay inside and open up the passage.

After several days, there was finally some movement.

Du Fei was very curious, what was behind that blocked passage?

Could it be the real treasure hidden by Prince Qing's Mansion?

With this feeling in mind, Du Fei shifted his vision to Xiao Hong.

Suddenly everything was dark.

Behind Xiaohong is the entrance of a mouse hole, which is exactly where it came out just now.

In front of it is a large basement.

Du Fei adjusted his perspective and looked around, and couldn't help but feel a shiver in his heart.

Because here, there are many densely packed skeletons!

No need to count carefully, just looking at the number of skulls, there must be dozens of people.

All kinds of firearms were thrown in the hands or beside these skeletons.

There are short ones, such as revolvers and shell guns, and long ones, such as the Japanese Sanba Gaigai and the Russian Shui Lianzhu.

It was the first time in Du Fei's life that he saw this kind of scene. Even though his vision was synchronized, he felt a wave of heart palpitations.

How is this going?

Internal strife or an attack from a powerful enemy?

Who are these people? Why did you die here?

Du Fei was thinking when he suddenly discovered something familiar.

With a thought in his mind, he immediately asked Xiaohong to pass through Bai Sensen's bones and arrive at the left side of the basement.

There were several wooden slatted boxes stacked here, with a skeleton leaning against them.

He held a rifle with a long magazine in his hand bones, and a short knife in his left hand.

The clothes on his body are not completely rotten, and can be seen to be blue satin with dark lines, indicating that this person has an extraordinary status.

In the past, those who could afford silk and satin materials were definitely not ordinary people.

The most important thing is that there is a brand hanging on this man's belt, which is the waistband of the guard of Prince Qing's Mansion!

It’s exactly the same as the ones Du Fei got before!

Du Fei immediately asked Xiao Hong to bite it a few times, leaving deep tooth marks on the waist tag.

"Pure gold!" Du Fei was a little surprised.

Most of these waist badges are made of gilt copper. So far, only a piece of pure gold has been found in a tomb in Dayang Mountain.

Du Fei was even more curious as to where this person died.

Beyond these skeletons, further forward is a huge iron gate.

This should be the inside of the gate.

You can see some exposed, rusted mechanical structures of gears and connecting rods.

Under the iron gate, there are several sleepers less than a foot high, supporting the fallen iron gate, leaving a gap.

Smaller people should be able to get through this gap, but fatter people will be choked.

But for Xiaohong, there is no pressure at all.

Little Red Diamond goes over.

On the other side of the iron gate, many corpses also fell in random directions.

There were more people than there just now, probably no less than a hundred people.

It is not difficult to imagine that this place experienced extremely brutal killings many years ago.

In addition, Du Fei also found two winches wrapped with iron ropes next to the iron gate.

By turning the winch, the iron gate can be opened.

But on the rotating shaft of the winch, there are two particularly obvious key holes.

Du Fei couldn't help but think of the two large copper keys in his personal space.

"Are those two keys used here?" Du Fei thought silently.

Going further, over a few steps, there is another platform.

On it, in addition to corpses, Du Fei also found several very conspicuous Japanese swords!

"It's an Oriental!"

Du Fei was shocked. He had not found any Japanese military uniforms among the skeletons before.

In addition, the styles of these Japanese swords are different. The scabbards and handles are decorated with heraldry and precious metals. They are not cheap standard sabers issued by the Japanese army.

It shows that the owners of these Oriental swords may be Oriental nobles.

At this time, a scene appeared in Du Fei's mind.

One or several Eastern nobles jointly launched a hunt for the wealth of Prince Qing's Mansion.

But judging from the results, it seems that the Japanese did not take advantage this time.

From the year of Jiawu to four or five years ago, Japan indeed surpassed the Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China in terms of national strength.

This caused the Japanese people at that time to have a kind of pathological self-aggrandizement, feeling that no matter what aspect, the Chinese people were vulnerable.

But these Japanese people obviously underestimated Zai Zhen's scheming and the hidden power of Prince Qing's Mansion.