Laozheng hurriedly sent police officers to find Luo Taiping to get the goods, and soon took two things to the Interpol brigade office.
Zhou Xiaolong picked up a small turtle shell similar to jade, put six copper coins in the middle face and held the turtle shell with both hands out of the window, and calculated it immediately.
The tortoise shell in his hand shook, Zhou Xiaolong’s eyes were slightly closed, and Long Lina and Lao Zheng retreated to the distance and dared not speak.
After a regular shaking, Zhou Xiaolong poured the copper coins out of the turtle shell. According to the order of the front and back of the copper coins, he pinched his fingers and counted them before he exhaled a mouthful.
Seeing this scene, Long Lina and Lao Zheng almost asked together, "What’s the result? ！”
Zhou Xiaolong replied, "According to the divination, Professor Cui is still alive, but his situation is in a dilemma, which means that Professor Cui is not dead but has no freedom of action."
Lao Zheng exhaled and said to Long Lina, "It’s good to be alive, Lina, and we still have a chance."
Long Lina continue to ask "is there anything else? ！”
Although there is nothing to show from the divination, Zhou Xiaolong reasoned that if the official imprisoned Professor Cui, the school and the police officer would certainly know the news.
Since neither side knows where Professor Cui is now, there is another kind of Professor Cui, who must have been imprisoned by the bad guys.
Long Lina nodded and said, "Professor Cui must have been kidnapped by the bad guys. Because Professor Cui once sent his mobile phone back to the school, I don’t know how much thought Professor Cui spent to express his mobile phone. Fortunately, the mobile phone was safely sent to archaeology."
Zhou Xiaolong asked, "Really? Is there any clue in that mobile phone? ！”
Long Lina copied the pictures from Professor Cui’s mobile phone in her brain, and she showed them to Zhou Xiaolong directly.
The picture on the monitor should be cornfields, but there are also some faint tall buildings in the distance. There is nothing strange in the picture.
Zhou Xiaolong took out his big mobile phone and took some photos on the brain screen. When he took photos, he didn’t expect that he would realize that these photos were just taken casually.
Zhou Xiaolong asked, "Are all these photos taken by Professor Cui himself? Do you know what this place is? "
Lao Zheng guessed, "I think Professor Cui took the photo in a farm on the edge of the city."
Nowadays, the population in the city is expanding more and more, and the housing prices are getting higher and higher, and the business houses are also developing to the edge of the city.
Later, the price of the standard outer ring road housing was high, and the price outside the outer ring road was much cheaper. Now many people have bought private cars because the distance between work units and houses is too far.
Due to the construction of a large number of commercial houses, the cultivated land and farmland around the city have decreased.
Therefore, Lao Zheng felt that it should not be too far to find this cornfield.
But there are farms all around the city. Which direction should we look for them?
No way, Zhou Xiaolong had to make a second deduction.
You know, in Xuanmen spells, such deduction and calculation can never be made three times a day.
If it is more than three times, not only the information and answers are inaccurate, but also the performer’s physical strength and qi will be consumed, which is a very serious self-destructive practice.
However, in order to find Professor Cui as soon as possible, Zhou Xiaolong was forced to continue to calculate the turtle shell, and he shook it for the second time.
This time, Zhou Xiaolong’s forehead was covered with sweat the size of beans, which was close to exhaustion.
The divination tells Zhou Xiaolong that the northwest direction of this cornfield can calculate the general orientation, and the specific location is indeed calculated by law.
Zhou Xiaolong firmly believes that he can’t go wrong in his own direction.
If you start from here, that is, according to the public security building, you must see that cornfield and a row of tall buildings near the cornfield, which should not be too far from the city.
Long Lina and Lao Zheng discussed a matter before they decided to take action.
Zhou Xiaolong, an idle person working with the police force, can easily make his police officers ask questions, and he doesn’t want to always get mixed up with officials and family.
So Zhou Xiaolong walked out of the public security building. Instead of going home, he was worried that Long Lina and Lao Zheng were not competent enough to handle affairs. What if Professor Cui could not be found? After all, it was a life.
Zhou Xiaolong went to the main road and waved to stop a taxi. After taking the bus, the driver asked, "Where are you going, sir?"
Zhou Xiaolong identified a direction, pinpointed the northwest direction, raised his hand and said, "Just follow my finger."
The taxi driver has seen all the guests in this business for half a generation, but it is the first time for him to meet such a guest with a bun on his head and an expression that is also a god.
The driver asked nervously, "Sir, are you kidding? ！”
Zhou Xiaolong took out 200 yuan and gave it to the driver’s master, saying, "If this money is not enough, I will supply you with the express train!"
After taking the money, the driver finally felt at ease, and 200 yuan from one end of the city to the other is enough.
So the driver’s master stepped on the gas pedal and the taxi went northwest.
Chapter 1 Dark cornfield
After all, Jinhai is a big city, and there are many high-rise buildings that can easily deviate from the direction. Zhou Xiaolong also needs to tell taxi drivers to adjust their direction from time to time.
It’s been more than half an hour since I took a taxi, and the outer ring road is getting dark now.
The driver, the master taxi driver, felt guilty because he seldom ran so far around the city center. He asked Zhou Xiaolong, "Sir, where do you really want to go? It’s getting late now, so I should go."
Zhou Xiaolong knew that it was difficult for the driver’s master. He didn’t want to be difficult. He asked the driver, "Are there many corn farms near master?"
The driver scratched his head and said, "Actually, I seldom come to this place."
Before Zhou Xiaolong took out his big mobile phone, Long Linna’s brain saw those photos and saw the clearer pictures, so he took a few remakes conveniently.
Zhou Xiaolong found some photos for the driver to see. The driver stopped the car and looked at the pictures. It seems that he really has some impression on one of them.
"I don’t remember the cornfield, but I seem to have been to the high-rise residential building behind the cornfield because the building was painted with a layer of pink paint."
"Really? Is it far from here? ！”
"It’s really not far from here," the taxi driver said at Zhou Xiaolong. "Otherwise, I’ll take you to the high-rise residential building and you can take the bus. I have something to do when I go back today."
Zhou Xiaolong took out another 50 yuan and handed it to the driver. The driver didn’t pick up the money because he didn’t know whether the high-rise building in the photo was where they were going.
The taxi hasn’t arrived yet. The driver said that the community was far away from the window and saw a large cornfield on the roadside.
The photos of corn are still leaves, but now many corn stalks are heading, and then look far away. Otherwise, there is a row of high-rise buildings in the distance. Take out your mobile phones and compare them. It seems that this is it.
Zhou Xiaolong thanked the driver and left the taxi.
One person’s outer ring road sometimes Zhou Xiaolong will pass behind a big truck "whoosh" like a steel monster.
After a pause, Zhou Xiaolong looks up and looks forward, just pointing to the northwest.