disappearing gold

Chapter 12 In Lingfeng Mountain
  In the living room, both the master and the apprentice listened with great interest to Song Xiaofan's strange behavior.

Leilei believes that mountains and trees are both scenery mentioned in the poem, and they are just one room apart. But how could there be a room on the mountain? If the "room" refers to the hunter's tiled house, it might be possible. Lingfeng Mountain is a majestic mountain that reaches straight into the sky. You can't see the top of the mountain at the foot of the mountain, but you can see white clouds wrapping around the mountainside, rolling and moving, like being surrounded by a giant dragon.

There are usually houses where old hunters lived in such mountains. It just depends on whether you can find them. As long as we find this, maybe we can unlock Song Xiaofan's answer. But she couldn't run into the mountains and forests every day. Firstly, she didn't have time, and secondly, she was just a weak woman, so she would be in danger if she encountered wild beasts or bad people.

If the things mentioned in this poem really existed in reality; if this poem is meant to remind a place in real life; if this poem is actually a legend about gold, then the poem is Song Xiaofan didn't do it himself, but who did it?

Where did Song Xiaofan get it? Could it be that he also knew a treasure expert who was his friend and gave him such a huge fortune?

When Leilei thought of this, she stood there like a sculpture, unable to move. I never thought that such a crazy and exciting event would exist in such an ordinary life. Don’t treasure poems only exist in old stories? This is a new century! She couldn't believe her eyes and this deduction.

Speaking of this, her big black eyes still shone with doubt.

Zhu Lan was shocked on the spot. She asked: "Without substantial evidence, how can you be sure that all this reasoning is true?"

Leilei said: "Yes, everything is just my speculation, but something happened later, which made this speculation even more true."

So, Zhu Lan started another story.

It was the second day after Song Xiaofan came back from Lingfeng Mountain, and he was working in the office. It's still the same position, the same posture, as he writes and draws. Last time I didn't have time to see clearly the words circled on the paper, but this time I have a chance. Xiaofan was sent out by the boss to run business again and create performance. Before leaving the office, he tore up the paper and threw it into the wastebasket.

After get off work, Leilei picked up the paper. There seemed to be some pencil writing on one side of the paper, but they were all broken fonts. The other side is a piece of paper smeared with lead color, with different colors. There are very few strokes and they are not easy to find. She tried to piece the paper together one by one, placing it with the penciled side up.

The piece of paper laid out looked like a torn painting, and it was unclear what the painting was about. Leilei didn't understand why Song Xiaofan wanted to draw a picture. She turned over all the papers again, with the writing side facing up. Who would have known that the pieces of paper containing the writing were all extremely fragmented, and some were so rotten that it was impossible to see what the writing was.

While she was wondering, Leilei glanced at something on the table. It turned out that there was a notebook spread out on the table. The notebook was open. There were very light pen marks and incomplete lead-colored fonts in the middle of the light yellow paper. what happened? Are these words the traces left by Song Xiaofan just now?

She took the notebook and pondered it for a while, and found that there were several pen marks and fonts in the notebook. Fortunately, Song Xiaofan didn't write much, so she didn't need to spend much time. There is also a pencil sitting on the table, the tip of the pen is very blunt. It seems that this is his tool for drawing and writing, instead of the previous water-based black pen and red pen.

After returning home, Leilei did some experiments. She first tore off a page from the notebook and placed the paper on the open notebook to draw. She outlined a piece of paper with a pencil, then colored it with a pencil, and finally wrote her name on the back of the paper with the same pencil. Of course, still place the paper on the notebook when writing. She wrote eight names in one breath and finally tore up the paper.

Then an interesting scene happened, Leilei saw her name on the notebook. Most of the pen marks are so light that they can be ignored, but there are also a few that have lead color, and a few strokes of the font can be seen. After piecing together multiple characters and reasoning, she finally came up with those fonts.

Although it was a familiar name, she desperately abandoned her subconscious and instead adopted an objective way to recognize the words. After this experiment, she determined that Song Xiaofan left pen marks in this way. But whether he noticed it himself was a problem.

Leilei finally determined that there were three words written on the torn piece of paper by Song Xiaofan: Lingfeng Mountain. If it was a coincidence that he sneaked to Lingfeng Mountain while running business last time, then it is definitely not a coincidence now. His search for Lingfeng Mountain was not accidental but inevitable. Going to Lingfeng Mountain was indeed related to that strange poem.

This reasoning was combined with the boss's complaint that Song Xiaofan always asked for leave when he had nothing to do, and we learned that Song Xiaofan indeed had something to trouble with.

Zhu Lan smiled slightly, "Your reasoning is interesting, so where do you think Song Xiaofan will go to find the gold mentioned in the poem this time?"

Lao Sun smiled and said: "Hey! I didn't expect that the person you have a crush on is a potentially rich man, right? Are you surprised? Are you surprised?"

"Who cares about his gold?" Leilei glared at him displeased.

"It should still be Lingfeng Mountain. After learning about Song Xiaofan's search for gold, I'm not so curious." Leilei confessed: "After all, I'm not interested in gold at all."

The last sentence was said to Zhu Lan.

She suddenly thought of her boss's words, "How long have you had a crush on Song Xiaofan?"

Leilei didn't expect her to suddenly ask such a question, "Four years, haha——"

"In other words, you liked Song Xiaofan before she came to the Aluminum Alloy Company?"

"What's the problem with this?" Leilei didn't expect that someone would bring this private topic to the table. Zhu Lan waved her hand, "Don't get me wrong, I mean you knew Song Xiaofan before he came to the Aluminum Alloy Company?"

Leilei nodded doubtfully.

"So, how did you know him in the past?"

“We were co-workers for a day!”

"Why only one day? You fell in love with him in one day?" Zhu Lan was confused.

She was about to get to the heart of the problem. She believed that there was an intermediary between Cheng Fei and Song Xiaofan. If you find the middleman, you will know if Cheng Fei has any purpose in introducing the job to Song Xiaofan.

"Yes, one day is enough to identify a person!" Leilei said.

"So, what was Song Xiaofan doing at that time?"

"Selling the villa!" Leilei's tone was sure and affirmative.

Wow! It’s a villa again! It turned out to be a villa! Is that the villa Huang Min mentioned? It seemed that the puzzle pieces of clues could be put together into small pieces. If she collected a little more, she believed that a complete picture of the puzzle would emerge.

However, this clue is not worth showing off. Zhu Lan seemed to have figured out something, but it seemed like she had not figured out anything at all!
  "So, why did you resign one after another?"

"Oh, the former general manager pulled me down and asked Song Xiaofan to take my place! I had no choice but to resign and come here to do a clerical job." Leilei said in a very calm tone.

Zhu Lan was surprised, "Then you don't hate him, but you still like him?"

"You got it wrong. I fell in love with him in the morning, but he took my job away from him in the evening. I left, but I didn't dare to ask for his phone number."

"Then why did Song Xiaofan resign later? How did you introduce him to the aluminum alloy company?"

Leilei said: "Real estate developer Lin Zhiqiang went bankrupt. After I found out, I went to the sales department to find him and introduced him to run the business."

Zhu Lan silently wrote down this important information, "Who is that former general manager?"

"I have long forgotten and don't want to remember."

Leilei replied.

The questioning should end.

Zhu Lan stood up and thanked Leilei, "Thank you for talking so much. Although we didn't find the person, we learned a lot about Song Xiaofan. If you have any news about him in the future, please remember to tell us." She left her contact information. Down.

Leilei was very happy, "Yes, I am also very worried about Song Xiaofan."

Lao Sun became very curious about Song Xiaofan. When she returned to the police station, she asked her apprentice: "Based on Leilei's story today, what questions can you ask?"

"Who wrote that poem? What is the relationship between the poet and Song Xiaofan? Why did Song Xiaofan go looking for the so-called gold?" Zhu Lan thought.

　Today’s update, thank you readers for your support!

　　
  　
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