Physician’s Odyssey

Xiang Fang was shocked when he heard that the police had come to investigate the case. He dared not neglect, and took the group of people to the office where the documents were stored.

The Wushu Association is just an empty shell. There are just a few offices. As for the archives, it only occupies a cabinet of a bookcase, and there is only one stack.

Xiang Fang understood the whole story, Hanzhou was not a big place, and the murder case was quickly spread to the public.Xiang Fang sighed secretly, it was not a good thing for the Wushu Association.

"People who can enter the Wushu Association have a certain status in the society. How can they do things that violate the law and discipline." Xiang Fang whispered beside him.

Jiang Qinghan looked through the archives attentively. As Xiang Fang said, the members in the archives are all older and have a certain degree of popularity and influence in all walks of life. Young members under the age of 30 are basically not.

She couldn't help but wonder whether there was a problem with her direction of solving the case.

Su Tao has been observing Jiang Qinghan's expression, knowing that she is in confusion, "Master, you are also a martial arts expert. Although the murderer's file may not be among them, you can narrow down a certain range through the martial arts routines in the file."

Jiang Qinghan's eyes lit up, and he said in a deep voice, "The opponent knows how to capture and fight, and it is the skill of the internal boxing. This way, it can indeed narrow the scope."

Among the members recorded in the archives, some are good at legwork, some are good at Tai Chi, some are good at boxing, and some are good at modern fighting. Only a small number of people really understand internal boxing, and finally two factions are delineated.

The representative of the first faction, named Liang Gang, is a martial arts master who is a martial arts master. He is a master of martial arts in Jiangnan. He did not lose in fighting with others when he was young. Now he is the vice president of the Wushu Association and has two disciples He is also a member of the Wushu Association.Liang Gang is in his seventies, and his two disciples are in their fifties.

The representative of the second faction, named Cao Deqing, is the eighth-generation leader of Cao Men Quan, who is also over sixty years old and serves as a council member of the Wushu Association.Caomen boxing is a branch of Wudang boxing method. It pays attention to flashing and moving, knocking joints, and has a deep research on Neijiaquan.Cao Deqing established a martial arts school in Hanzhou and has recruited many disciples in recent years.

"Judging from the number of methods of boxing, the murderer is most likely the disciple of these two people." Jiang Qinghan lightly nodded the desktop data with his fingers, "Big one, you are divided into two groups now, investigating the young of these two people. The disciple, according to the portrait of a criminal figure, is between 28 and 35 years old, male, with a certain financial foundation, and his height is about 1.78 to 1.83 meters."

Zhang Zhen nodded and said, "I see!"

Su Tao called to Xiang Fang, "The police are investigating the case, and I hope you will keep it confidential, otherwise it will provide convenience for the bad guys and become an accomplice."

Xiang Fang's discoloration changed, and he quickly said: "I understand, it must be tight-lipped. If someone asks, I will say it is investigating the theft."

theft?

Jiang Qinghan frowned and said, "Someone stole the head of the Wushu Association?"

Xiang Fang smiled awkwardly: "In fact, there is nothing big, and some trophies have been lost sporadically, so I didn't even report the incident. I just asked the martial arts school to arrange people and strengthened inspections here."

Jiang Qinghan immediately asked: "Have the trophy ever been lost after the intensified inspection?"

"I lost a few more!" Xiang Fang shook his head and smiled bitterly. "Although the trophy is worthless, it symbolizes honor. This thief is really boring."

Zhang Zhen asked out of professional instinct: "Can you take us to the place where we lost things?"

Xiang Fangdao: "Please follow me!"

Zhang Zhen, Su Tao, and Jiang Qinghan came to the honor room on the fourth floor, a large conference room with an area of ​​about 50 square meters. The wall is embedded in the cabinet on the east and west sides. In addition to some awards, trophies and group photos of members of the Wushu Association .

Xiang Fang seemed to regard Su Tao and others as the people who came to inspect, and habitually introduced: "Our Hanzhou Wushu Association has achieved a lot of achievements. We have not only established a foundation to support some children in chasing martial arts dreams, And every year, we will compete with other teams. Our members have won many awards and gained many honors in the martial arts conferences held by the National Wushu Association."

Chinese martial arts is also the traditional culture of China, but it is a pity that the situation is even worse than that of Chinese medicine.

Su Tao focused on taking down the group photo and scanning it carefully, and said in a deep voice, "Master, touch this position!"

Jiang Qinghan glanced at Su Tao unexpectedly, and stroked the front with his palm. Cao Deqing stood at the bottom, a little bit to the right, and touched it carefully. It would feel a very obvious depression. It is difficult to find this subtle change.

Jiang Qinghan nodded softly, "The person who stole the trophy may be related to Cao Menquan. When did the trophy start to be lost?"

"The fifth of last month." Xiang Fang said softly.

Zhang Zhen's eyes lit up and he said in surprise: "It's about the same time as the first homicide." In the dark, irrelevant things overlap in time.

Jiang Qinghan showed a solemn expression on his face, and said, "The focus will be on the disciples of Cao Menquan. Of course, the disciples of Liang Gang will also investigate."

Jiang Qinghan glanced at Su Tao, who shook his head silently.

He didn't find other ideas, so he chose to shut up, otherwise, the case would fall into chaos.

Su Tao and Xiang Fang said: "You have to find another reason for our visit this time. Because the person who stole may also be related to the murder case."

Xiang Fang looked at the people embarrassedly and smiled bitterly: "Then I'll just say it's my own housework. I beat my daughter-in-law last night. She deliberately retaliated against me and reported the police. You will come to investigate the whole story today? "

"Medium!" Zhang Zhen smiled.

Although the reason for using domestic violence is far-fetched, the more exotic the reason is, the more people's curiosity can be satisfied.

Sitting in the car again, Su Tao started the car first, and set the temperature of the air conditioner to the highest.After Zhang Zhen and others had left, Su Tao drove out slowly and proceeded slowly along the street.

Jiang Qinghan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, had a dignified face, and her two delicate eyebrows were tightly curled together.Su Tao likes to appreciate the way Jiang Qinghan thinks about problems, saying that men who work seriously are the most handsome, but women who work seriously are also full of charm.

She said to herself: "What is the connection between stealing the Wushu Association's trophy and committing a series of murders?"

Su Tao did not respond, knowing that she was analyzing the motives of the perpetrators. If she can explain it well, the case may be further clarified.

The air-conditioning wind blew Jiang Qinghan’s cheeks hot. She pressed the window glass and let the cold wind blow into her snow-white neck. This would make her brain clearer and think about the case more organized. .

Jiang Qinghan continued: "If our thinking is not wrong, the murderer will know the internal boxing, and has a deep heart for honor. I always feel connected, and it seems that I missed something!"

Su Tao smiled and said, "Relax, maybe the answer will pop out by yourself."

Jiang Qinghan shook his head and laughed at himself, and said with a smile: "I have obsessive-compulsive disorder. If there are things I don't understand, I will sleep all night."

Su Tao joked, "I also have obsessive-compulsive disorder. I heard that you will suffer from insomnia, so I can't help you think about it."

"So you didn't think about it!" Jiang Qinghan gave Su Tao a blank look, jokingly: "Hurry up and think, if you find the answer, I will reward you."

Su Tao raised his sword eyebrows, "Oh? What reward!"

"Well, how about giving you a gift?" Jiang Qinghan smiled, "A shaver, or a watch?"

Su Tao shrugged and shook his head: "Nothing new!"

Jiang Qinghan frowned and said, "Choose from three to four."

Su Tao smiled and said: "That is, you can't leave regrets in life! It's rare for someone to give me something, of course I want the lion to speak up!"

regret?!

A flash of light suddenly flashed through my mind.

Su Tao suddenly stepped on the brake and turned the front of the car.

The Volkswagen CC drifted three hundred and sixty degrees on the slippery road, so that Jiang Qinghan lost his center of gravity and swayed from side to side.

When she was sober, she found her cheeks resting on Su Tao's shoulders. She hurriedly corrected her posture, wondering what Su Tao was doing, making herself so embarrassed.

Jiang Qinghan's soft body leaned against Su Tao's shoulders. At that moment, it was like an electric current, making the light bulb in Su Tao's mind brighter and brighter.

He slapped the steering wheel with his fingers excitedly, and said: "I want to understand the reason. Did you hear Xiang Fang mention a detail just now? Members of the Municipal Wushu Association will participate in the national Wushu competition. Some people will be successful. There will be losers. I suspect that the thief must have participated in several martial arts competitions, and ultimately failed to get a good ranking, so his mind will be twisted to the trophy in the Theft Association."

Jiang Qinghan didn't expect Su Tao to be shocked. At this moment, the shock was finally set. Following Su Tao's reasoning and analysis, "As long as you find the list of people who have participated in the previous competitions in the Wushu Association and sort out their records, you will be able to get the answer. "

Su Tao applauded with a smile: "Remember the promise just now, razor and watch!"

Jiang Qinghan's face turned red, and he bit his lip and said: "It hasn't been proven that your answer is correct!"

Su Tao didn't expect Jiang Qinghan to show a charming look, but he felt his mood swings, and the cells all over his body seemed to cheer.

Jiang Qinghan was secretly angry. Why did he show such emotions? Isn't it disrespectful for the teacher?

The car drove into the compound, and Jiang Qinghan and Su Tao found Xiang Fang on a familiar road.

"Find out the list of national martial arts associations representing the city's Wushu Association over the years." Jiang Qinghan directly issued the order.

Xiang Fang was taken aback for a moment and was surprised: "Ninety percent of the players participating in the national competition are young people. None of them are members of the association."

"It doesn't matter, we need this information." Jiang Qinghan insisted.

"Okay, I can only guarantee to find the information within eight years, because I was not the Secretary-General before, and a lot of the information was lost during the handover." Xiang Fang reminded.

"Find out all the information you can find!"

Jiang Qinghan's expression was more serious than ever.