Chapter 491: nothing in return

Chapter 491 Nothing to repay

Although it was a little strange for the little official to get to the bottom of Lin Teng, the two of them had a good relationship, and knowing that Mr. Lin was capable, he hesitated for a while and said, "It's our left servant, Mr. Sun."

"So it's Sun Shilang."

The Minister of the Household Department is very old and is approaching the age of becoming an official. Now the affairs of the Household Department's yamen are mainly decided by Sun Shilang.

"Why did Master Lin ask this?" The little official couldn't help asking.

Lin Teng said with a smile: "There are many cases in the Yamen, and there are many people involved, so I came to check the household registration register."

Seeing that Lin Teng didn't want to say more, the little official didn't ask any more questions, and said: "Accordingly, the household registers cannot be checked by irrelevant people. Since Master Lin wants to see it, I will naturally make it easier for you. But these registers cannot be taken away. Lord Lin, just watch over here."

Of course Lin Teng couldn't ask for more, so he quickly thanked him.

The little official led Lin Teng into a room, and took out several stacks of rosters and piled them on the table: "I don't know which one Mr. Lin mainly looks at, so I brought them all. But this only includes the gates of the city. , villages and towns on the outskirts of Beijing are not counted.”

"I don't care which one, I'll take a look first."

"Then take a look, I'll go outside to drink some water." Thinking about how long it would take to read through so many rosters, the clerk found an excuse and slipped away.

Lin Teng couldn't wait for it, so he picked up the roster and looked through it.

The cover of these rosters will clearly state which one they belong to, so the first thing he looks for is naturally the four missing women.

It took a lot of effort to find out the household registration information of the four women. The birthdays of the four women were indeed exactly as the family said, and it was the seventh day of July.

The same is true of Ms. Wang's.

After that, Lin Teng looked through it roughly, and when he saw the woman with the horoscope on her birthday, he wrote it down in the booklet he brought with him.

As the sky gradually darkened, the clerk came in rubbing his eyes: "Master Lin, haven't you finished watching yet?"

Lin Teng didn't raise his head: "It's coming soon."

"Then hold the lamp and watch again, it's almost dark."

Lin Teng noticed the sky: "It's so late?"

The little official couldn't laugh or cry: "Well, you've been watching it for almost two hours."

Lin Teng smiled apologetically: "Forgot the time for a while. Did you go to the office?"

"Yes." The little official replied melancholy.

Lin Teng looked down at the rest of the roster, and said cheekily: "Then I'll treat you to a drink after I finish."

When the little official heard that he still had to wait, his eyes straightened immediately: "Master Lin, you can't leave the roster here, you can come and see it tomorrow."

Lin Teng insisted: "Let's finish it, let's go to a wine shop for a drink."

He hasn't encountered anything in so many years, what if he comes back tomorrow and tells him that the roster is burned?

The reason why nights are long and dreams are many, he understood a long time ago.

"Yes, there is a wine shop?" The clerk's voice suddenly rose, his face glowing with excitement, "Is it the You Jian wine shop on Qingxing Street, which is called You Jian's black shop?"

He must ask clearly!

Is there a black shop? Lin Teng frowned, and after thinking about it, he seemed to be right, so he nodded: "There is a wine shop on Qingxing Street, opened by Miss Luo."

The little official nodded with a smirk: "Okay, okay, Mr. Lin, take your time, don't worry."

Oh my god, he will be able to eat the food and drinks of a restaurant soon.

He heard that every dish in a restaurant was delicious, and he had been thinking about it for a long time. It's just that the price is too expensive, and there is only one result for a petty official like him: bankruptcy.

Looking at the little official with shining eyes, Lin Teng suddenly felt flustered.

In order to investigate the case, did he sacrifice too much...

The little official who was dizzy from hunger had a pleasant look on his face: "Master Lin, have you finished reading?"

Lin Teng nodded: "Thank you for your hard work today, brother. Let's go and have a drink."

It took half a day to roughly search through the household registration registers in the city, and there are a total of 106 people with the same birth date as the missing women.

Omissions are inevitable. After all, the time is too tight, and it is almost a glance. And even if he wanted to keep an eye on all these one hundred and six people quietly, it was impossible for Lin Teng.

First of all, the Yamen cannot spare so many people, and moreover, these are all women. Without knowing the target of the villain, even if there are enough people, it is impossible to keep staring at them and do nothing else.

He can only do his best, use experience and intuition to select the area where the gangster is most likely to attack, and use limited manpower to focus on a dozen households.

Lin Teng brought the little official to a restaurant, and it was already closing time.

The drinkers in the lobby have all dispersed, and only the guys are left cheerfully cleaning up.

It's closing time, and it's the turn of our own people to eat.

"Why is Lord Lin here at this time?" Seeing Lin Teng coming in, Hongdou couldn't help rolling her eyes.

It's annoying to come when people are eating.

The little official was feeling that a waiter in the shop had such beauty, so he was shocked by this supercilious look.

Treating customers with supercilious eyes is really a characteristic of black shops, right?

"Is it closed?" Lin Teng suddenly felt a pain in his empty stomach.

"Master Lin, come in." A gentle voice came.

Luo Sheng sent a message, Hong Dou had no choice but to invite people in, and said with a straight face: "There is only one sauce and pepper fish head left, one plate of braised beef, and Yangchun noodles are enough."

Lin Teng breathed a sigh of relief: "Just eat what you have."

A fish head with sauce and pepper, and a plate of stewed beef, he can still bear it.

After a quarter of an hour, Lin Teng gritted his teeth and said something about keeping the account, looking at the little official who was buried in the fifth bowl of Yangchun noodles.

Saying goodbye to the little official outside the restaurant, Lin Teng turned his head and saw the girl standing at the door.

Luo Sheng came over and asked, "Is Master Lin doing well today?"

Lin Teng was inconvenient to mention Sun Shilang, and nodded slightly: "It went well, and roughly screened out some women with the same birth date. If you are lucky, you may be able to find out the perpetrators."

"How many women are there?"

Lin Teng thought about it, and told the number.

"One hundred and six? Does Mr. Lin have so many people watching all the time?"

Lin Teng smiled wryly: "I can only do my best, first select a dozen or so."

Luo Sheng thought for a while, and said: "If Master Lin is trustworthy, I can arrange people to stand guard outside these women's houses."

Lin Teng was surprised: "Miss Luo has so many people?"

Luo Sheng was straightforward: "I have money."

Lin Teng was silent.

Miss Luo's words really give people confidence. Isn't that right? If you sprinkle a lot of money, why don't you have any people.

But this is too much trouble for Miss Luo, and he is nothing like Miss Luo, how can he make Miss Luo spend so much money?

The more Lin Teng thought about it, the more ashamed he became, and he cupped his hands at Luo Sheng blushingly: "Miss Luo has helped so much, Lin Teng really has nothing to repay—"

"What, you want to face our girl?" Hongdou's exclamation sounded, interrupting Lin Teng's words.

Lin Teng still kept the gesture of clapping his hands, his face dazed.

He didn't say why he gave Miss Luo face to face!

(end of this chapter)

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