Mojing, the city that never sleeps
"Is it related to Zhang Gusheng?" Ding Can was stunned. He never thought that the other party would say something like this to him first.
In this way, the people you meet and the things that happen today become traceable.
She wanted to continue asking, but she couldn't help but use a little force on her hand, and her wrist began to feel uncomfortable again. She had no choice but to continue sitting slumped. "Are you saying that he was behind the sale of Hibiscus slices in the city?"
"Not only that," the man paused, "Zhang Gusheng is the one who knows how to make and transport Mojing Hibiscus slices."
"How could it be..." Ding Can murmured, but suddenly he remembered what the guy who took them on a tour had said after he met the drug addict in the basement of Qixingtang.
"I heard that the person in charge of the Hibiscus slice business is a man named Chang Gong. Is Chang Gong... Chang Gong... an alias for Zhang Gusheng?"
She suddenly understood that if what the man in front of her said was true, then Zhang Gusheng was most likely working in the Furong film industry under the identity of Chang Gong.
"Not bad." The man was not surprised to see that she had found out this information in less than a day.
"But since you already know, why not just expose it directly? Why fake a missing person case?"
In Ding Can's opinion, this is completely unnecessary.
Hibiscus slices were originally prohibited items in the imperial court. If caught, one would definitely face punishment and there would be no way to deny it.
But the person in front of him clearly brought him here because he wanted to cooperate.
The man's face was heavy. "We can't find any evidence that Zhang Gusheng made Furong tablets."
According to the law, the punishment for making hibiscus slices is different from that for selling hibiscus slices.
As for further subdivision, there will be different ways of handling the volume of hibiscus slices sold.
So even though he confirmed that Zhang Gusheng was the mastermind behind the incident, everything would be in vain until he found the Hibiscus film production workshop controlled by him.
After all, with Zhang Gusheng's identity, it is impossible for him to complete the transaction of hibiscus slices personally, so there will be no trouble of being reported after selling hibiscus slices to others.
Ding Can understood: "Do you want me to find Zhang Gusheng's drug workshop?"
"Well, I've tried many methods before, but unfortunately, the people he uses to run the Hibiscus slice business have no connection to the Yuanwai Mansion. Among all the guards and servants, only the butler Zhang Li is his confidant and knows the tricks."
"But they have always been cautious. I have been tracking them for several months and haven't found any clues."
The man curled his lips downwards. "Perhaps I'm in the middle of a conspiracy, and I'm blinded by one thing. If you, the first time visitors to the City That Never Sleeps, were to investigate, perhaps the results would be different."
Ding Can considered it carefully before speaking, "Since it's to resolve the hidden dangers of Furong Piece and for the peace of the people, I'm of course willing to help. But there's one thing I don't understand. Why are you arresting people? Where are they now? I have to make sure they're safe."
Although the other party's words were very convincing, she still couldn't trust him much based on just a few words.
"Don't business people often worship gods and Buddhas? I heard that Zhang Gusheng is a very important pilgrim to Duxi Temple. I believe he must have full faith in the gods' revelation."
The reason why he took the trouble to arrange these disappearance cases in the open was to make the people in Mojing panic.
Zhang Gusheng felt that such regular disappearances were not caused by human beings, but were due to the shady business he was doing in secret.
Furong tablets have caused many people to lose their families, money, and even their health, leaving them penniless.
This will bring retribution and punishment from the gods, causing people in his house to disappear one after another.
The man's original intention was to hope that Zhang Gusheng would give up and stop doing the Hibiscus slice business, or stop it temporarily, so that the people Zhang Gusheng came into contact with every day might reveal some clues.
In this way, we can find evidence that Zhang Gusheng is connected to the sale of Furong tablets in the city, and even find the production and storage dens and hand them over to the government for disposal.
Although the initial expectations were good, the actual facts were completely inconsistent.
Zhang Gusheng's drug business was not affected by the series of disappearances in his house. Instead, everything was proceeding as planned.
There are still a lot of hibiscus slices being traded in the black market in the city, and he has never stopped.
Ding Can thought of Zhang Shutang: "So the reason you kidnapped her daughter was to test his bottom line one last time?"
Perhaps Zhang Gusheng may not care about others, but Zhang Shutang is his closest relative after all, the only family member who stays at home with him.
If he cared about his daughter at all, he would not be indifferent.
"Yes, the consequences of bringing her back will be much more dangerous than those of the previous people. There will be more possibilities of being investigated."
The man shook his head: "But I didn't expect that Zhang Gusheng was still unwilling to give up this harmful business."
Even when he was searching the whole city for Zhang Shutang, he was still distracted and focused his main energy on making Furong slices.
Even this month, according to what he learned from the Lingxi Ghost Market, there were several more batches of new goods.
Ding Can said helplessly, "If a person like this can't even be held back by a weak spot like family affection, then there's no way you can use any leverage to make him change his mind."
She fixed her gaze, "I will try to find evidence of his crime, but it's impossible to do it alone. I need the help of my companions."
"Can they be trusted?" the man wondered.
"You just said that we were chosen because we're newcomers. How could it be so easy to completely change someone's state of mind in just one day? Don't worry, I can assure you that the other three people and I are all on the same path."
Ding Can knew that if they wanted to move forward, the man had to cooperate with them, otherwise even if he planned a new disappearance case next month, nothing would change.
The man looked a little more relaxed. He took out a small porcelain bottle from his sleeve and moved closer to her and to the side.
Ding Can saw him open the porcelain bottle with the mouth facing downwards towards the knot, and pour a small amount of liquid from it. After dripping onto the rope, the knot began to melt visibly.
It is not clear what material it is, but even hard metal will obey in front of this liquid.
"What kind of gold or stone is wrapped around this rope of yours?"
The man squatted down and did the same thing, loosening the rope around her ankles while answering her questions.
"It's not gold or stone inside, but some kind of vine silk thread that looks very similar, called Baidao Gold. It has the characteristics of being extremely hard, and when you look at it coldly, it emits a metallic luster."
"The reason for this is clearly because even iron tools have difficulty cutting it. On the contrary, other medicinal liquids with opposing properties will make it as loose as cotton after contact, and it can be torn apart easily."
What a magical grass! Ding Can turned his wrist and relaxed his muscles. He had struggled just now, so there were some very light marks on his wrist.
She remembered seeing the man's fingers: "Is your hand injured?"
The man was startled, and subconsciously bent his fingers a little, looking very precious, and there was a hint of tenderness between his eyes.
"It's just a minor injury, nothing serious."
Seeing that he had no intention of expressing himself, Ding Can shrugged and said, "I was just looking at the knot on it. It looks a lot like the way girls tie knots, so I was a little curious."
"It has nothing to do with you. If you feel you can walk now, just follow me." The man turned around first.
"Ah?" Ding Can didn't understand what he meant at first. It was not until he actually took a step that he realized his calves were as heavy as if they were filled with lead. It took a lot of effort to even lift them up.
She could only wrap her arms around herself and continue to hold on to the pillar: "What's going on?"
"The knot on your leg is soaked in anesthetic. It only works on a small area. You haven't moved yet, so you won't feel it, but it has already penetrated your body."
Ding Can didn't believe it and staggered a few steps. When he was about to reach the wall, he almost fell down. He barely managed to hold on to the wall to keep his balance. His legs began to feel a little itchy.
It's like the feeling of suddenly standing up after squatting for a long time.
He tied himself up and even took double insurance. He is not as honest as he appears.
It seems that he knows something about pharmacology, so he can avoid complications in advance.
In this way, if the negotiation process is not going smoothly and the kidnapped person makes trouble, he can gain the upper hand with the effect of the anesthetic.
Thinking back, the fragrance I smelled in the courtyard of the Yuanwai Mansion was not a random smell, but was also the work of the person mentioned above.
At that time, what I smelled must have been hallucinogenic drugs.
Alas, if it was Shi Yan who was caught, they had some professional connection after all, so maybe they could have noticed something.
I won’t be as slow to realize it as I am.
She had no choice but to ask the man in front of her for help, "Excuse me, please give me a hand. I don't think I can walk independently for a while."
She was still supporting herself on the wall with one hand, and raising the other hand, waiting for the other person to take it.
But the man frowned slightly, looking a little embarrassed, and did not move at all.
"What's wrong?" What was going on? Ding Can didn't understand. What she said should be easy to understand.
The man didn't explain anything, he just clenched his fist slightly, then raised his forearm and stretched it out, but his body stood upright, without any sign of leaning towards him.
Obviously, helping is just out of courtesy, to avoid suspicion.
Ding Can understood the outdated idea that men and women should not have physical contact with each other.
What's more, looking at the bandaged wound we just saw, maybe this big brother has a caring and beautiful lady by his side.
It was good that the other person was willing to help. Ding Can had no complaints and just put one hand over and grabbed his arm, just enough to give him strength to walk.
"Thank you for your help."
"My name is Yang Pu." The man finally introduced himself.
"Just call me Ding Can."
After she came out of the room, she found herself in a small courtyard.
Looking up, I saw a small bamboo forest planted in the garden, which was swaying in the wind, and the fresh scent of green grass wafted into my nose.
It is called a small courtyard, but in fact it is more like some habitable houses built around the bamboo garden.
As for the room he had just been in, it was actually a woodshed at the end of the corridor, but all the things had been moved out, and it was impossible to tell what it was originally used for.
The environment here is quiet and the scenery is beautiful. No one would believe it if you said it was a place to detain people.
Her legs couldn't recover for a while, so the two of them walked much slower. As they walked along the corridor, they saw a girl holding many branches in her arms at the corner.
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