"Did you offend someone and say that he won't be able to eat four dishes in his life?" Jiang Cheng let go of his hand and didn't scare the child anymore. After all, he is also a poor person.

The boy wiped his tears with the back of his hand, and shook his head while crying, "No, really not, it's the people from the patrol room. They insisted that I knew about the student riots and forced me to identify the mastermind. I said I didn't know, they They threatened to make me pay them 5 yuan to let them go, otherwise...otherwise they will arrest me and go to jail, but how can I get 5 yuan."

Seeing that the boy was dressed in tatters and his shoes were covered with mud, he looked like a little beggar, the fat man couldn't help thinking of the little beggar, and couldn't help comforting him: "Don't be afraid, we won't beat you, it's fate to meet you here , By the way, have you eaten yet?"

The boy raised his head, and his stomach rumbled after hearing the word "eat".

The fat man understood immediately, and together with Jiang Cheng, he brought the boy to a street stall selling sesame seed cakes, and ordered five sesame seed cakes and a bowl of mutton soup for the boy.

Seeing the food, the boy didn't reach out immediately, but carefully looked at Jiang Cheng, and then the fat man.

"Eat it quickly." The fat man pushed the biscuits in front of him.

"I have no money," the boy whispered.

"Forget me to treat you, I can only treat you to these, because I can't eat 4 hot dishes myself." Jiang Cheng leaned back in his chair and said carelessly to the boy.

Hearing that Jiang Cheng had no intentions, the boy began to eat. The fat man told him to eat slowly, and no one would fight him. He even said that if it was not enough, he could buy it for him. There was not much money.

Hearing that the boy choked up, and then began to cry again.

Jiang Cheng didn't like to see people cry, so he couldn't help frowning, "It's almost enough, a man, don't cry, talk about things if you have something to say, a meal is no big deal, and you can invite us back when you earn money in the future."

"No one has ever been so kind to me, thank you, you are good people." The boy's shoulders trembled, and he couldn't help sobbing, "I'm sorry, I didn't tell you the truth, in fact, I know that among the students who were arrested Who is the leader? I see them take the lead in shouting slogans more than once every day on the street, but...but I can't say, if I say, they will be in danger, but I'm afraid that the police will beat me, so I can only start from the top. Hu ran out."

The fat man was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and then he was in awe of the beggar-like boy in front of him.

"Staller!" Jiang Cheng shouted.

The middle-aged man who was busy in front of the booth immediately dropped his work and ran over. Before he could talk to Jiang Cheng, he immediately set his sights on the ragged boy, "Where is the little beggar who dares to come here to pick up leftovers? I think you are itchy!" After speaking, the man picked up a bench by his feet, making a gesture to beat the boy away.

"The Town Demon Museum"

The fat man stood up to protect the boy, "What are you doing?"

The stall owner looked at the fat man and then at the boy, feeling confused for a while.

Jiang Cheng took out 5 silver dollars from his body, lined them up, placed them in front of the middle-aged man, pointed to the boy's panicked face and said, "Remember his face, he will come here to eat every day from now on, what does he want, what do you want?" Just give him something, and the meal money will be deducted from these silver dollars, understand?"

The stall owner stood still for a few seconds, and then seemed to have restarted, and immediately changed his face, and put the silver dollars into his sleeves with a smile on his face, while bending down and smiling at the boy: "Master, from now on, you can directly Come to me, you can say hello to whatever you want to eat, there is enough sesame seed cake and mutton soup, don't be polite."

After dismissing the stall owner, Jiang Cheng looked at the stunned boy, and said seriously: "A gentleman never forgets righteousness, you have done a good job, there is a traitor in Shanghai named Song Keli, who sold out his friends for glory, and lived for most of his life without you See through."

"Song Keli? That Song Keli who paints?" Hearing this name, the boy sat up directly from his seat.

"Why, you know him too?"

"Of course!" The boy bit the biscuits, took out a newspaper from the rag bag beside him, and handed it to Jiang Cheng, "Look, Song Keli, the big traitor, has already appeared in the newspaper. Yesterday's headline said he colluded with the Dongyang people Together, betray our friends, steal our national treasure, and we will deserve death!"

"Song Keli... is dead?" Although he was not surprised by this result, he felt different after hearing it with his own ears. Fatty hated this person to the core. Fatty felt relieved when he died. It was reported.

After receiving the newspaper, Jiang Cheng checked it carefully. Sure enough, the headline on the front page was about this matter, and the headline was surrounded by a black frame, which was very eye-catching.

The general content was similar to what the boy said. Jiang Cheng speculated based on the above content that after they left that night, those people from the shopkeeper of Baomozhai arrested Song Keli, and those Orientals went parading in the streets.

After all, people got stolen goods at the same time, and the whole city of Shanghai was full of uproar. Song Keli was scared to death by Gui Jun's incident, how could he stand up to this ordeal, and he died not long after.

There was also a description in the report, saying that Song Keli seemed to have seen an extremely horrifying scene before he died, and shouted sorry to the air in front of him, let me go, I knew something was wrong, trembling with fright, big and small He became incontinent, and finally died in a very embarrassing scene, his eyes were so wide open that he couldn't even close them.

Everyone said that it was Mr. Kegong and his ghosts who came back to look for him, and Song Keli had to blame for this end.

The most important thing is that the lost "Ghost Horse Map" and the ancient relics with it have also been found. These treasures are naturally in the hands of the Orientals, but the Orientals did not take the initiative to return them, but were forced to do so.

They were afraid that this matter would be exposed and lose face in front of envoys from other countries~lightnovelpub.net~ so they found relevant personnel in private and offered to exchange these treasures for the captured Orientals.

In any case, the national treasure was lost and recovered, and Mr. Kegong and several colleagues can rest in peace.

Looking at this ordinary newspaper, an uncontrollable uneasiness emerged in Jiang Cheng's heart. The last time, it was also on the headline of the front page that there was a fire at the Roman Hotel.

Behind these seemingly weird and bizarre incidents, there is an invisible hand manipulating. The man reading the newspaper, Jiangcheng has a hunch that he is already very close to the newspaper man.

But Jiangcheng is more interested in the opponent's purpose. The fire at the Roman Hotel led to a case of human trafficking. Several masterminds and actual participants were burned to death in the fire.

And the next haunting case of Su Zhai led to a case of missing national treasure. Mr. Ke Gong and other 7 people even sacrificed their lives for it. Similarly, the result was that the Dongyang people’s conspiracy went bankrupt, and the traitor Song Keli’s death was more than justified. The key to breaking the situation this time It was replaced by the "Ghost Horse Picture".