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    ¡°Then he can crack this.¡± The director said excitedly.

    "He can figure it out just by thinking about it. We can send him a copy if you want. I don't know where he is now, but I know a guy who definitely knows where he is. I should put  Does it go to that person? It would save us a lot of time."

    "I can't get it, Xia Xiang."

    Xia Xiang took a copy of the letter, put it in an envelope, and attached a brief note.

    Huang Jiang, this is a coded letter.  Maybe it's very simple and the old district will know.  Can you turn this over to him?  and told him that I would be very grateful if he could untie it.  Said it was mailed from Central Europe, but it was definitely written in English.  How about it?

    He addressed the envelope to an office in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and picked up a copy of the coded letter.

    "I'd like to take this away if I can. We'll try it out with some of the words that Link has marked. This would be a fun game for President Zhiqiu, as an alternative to the crossword puzzle. Now,  Is there any other information?"

    "Nothing, Xia thought. We didn't find anyone who saw Ye Fan passing the checkpoint, but we found the pharmacist who entertained him in the village. He said that Ye Fan was indeed there at eleven o'clock. In this case,  He had plenty of time to reach the checkpoint at 1:15. Ye Fan was not in good health, so he could no longer be questioned. Also, we went to meet the farmer, and he confirmed that he indeed found out on Friday morning  The little mare was lounging on the beach. He also said that when his man went over to the meadow on Wednesday, it was still there just fine, and he was pretty sure that the horse couldn't get across on its own.  A gap in the fence. But of course, no one could blame him for being careless."

    "Yes, I think I will go meet the farmer. At the same time, President Zhiqiu will try his best to decipher the coded letter and try all the marked words. Can that be done?  ?¡±

    "As long as you are willing to."

    "Great president! It would be interesting if we could decipher it faster than the official decipherers. I guess Jiang Tiansheng and his family still show no signs of leaving."

    "Not at all. But since the funeral, I haven't seen them much. Jiang Tiansheng seems to be a little restrained. I think he still can't forget the snake tattoo. And his mother -"

    "how?"

    "Oh, it's nothing. But she seems to want to get new comfort from Zhu Zhiwei."

    "Yeah?"

    "Yes. Zhu Zhiwei has always sympathized with her."

    "Wish him good luck. Come on, come on."

    Xia Xiang drove to the checkpoint, met the farmer, and wanted to borrow the reins of the little mare from him.  The farmer not only generously lent him the horse, but also expressed his willingness to accompany Xia Xiang on the investigation.  At first, Xia Xiang was a little reluctant: when driving other people's horses and making them gallop four kilometers, the horse's owner had better not be present.  But after thinking for a while, he felt that it would be useful to the farmer.  He asked the farmer to get to the flat iron first, note the exact time he came into view, and calculate his run from there.  The farmer winked. He had already guessed that there was some connection between the horse's escape and the tragedy on the flat iron, so he readily agreed.  He rode a strong white horse and set off along the beach, while Xia Xiang looked at his watch and started to catch the little mare.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? He caught the filly without any difficulty, as if she was ready.  This is because its simple brain has already associated summer thoughts with oats.  With the owner's approval, the gap in the fence was opened again. Xia wanted to put the reins on the horse, rode it through the fence, and then drove it away.

    Just as he expected, although the horse was very obedient, it had no extraordinary ability in terms of speed. Moreover, they were running through water, so they encountered some resistance from the water and made a lot of noise.  There was no one or anything in sight except for a few animals staring at them, and the road was hidden behind sea cliffs.  He quickly ran to the houses and began looking for the crack in the sea cliff that the officer had discovered.  Then he passed the scattered stones and saw the remains of broken railings, and recognized the crack.  At this time he looked at his watch and saw that he was ahead of schedule.  Looking along the beach, he saw the flat iron clearly in sight. The farmer was sitting on it. From a distance of a kilometer, it was just a small black mass.  He ignored the cracks on the sea cliff, intending to study them on the way back, and drove the mare to the end of the sea.?? speed.  It responded energetically to its driver's demands and ran beautifully in the final kilometer, creating a trail of water behind them.  Xia Xiang could see the farmer clearly now: he tied his white horse to the attention-grabbing ring, and he stood on the rock, holding a watch responsibly in his hand, counting their time.

    When they were still a few steps away from the rock, the little mare suddenly realized what had happened.  It was obviously stunned, as if it had been hit by a gun. Then it shook its head and swung its body so violently that Xia Xiang almost fell off its back.  He tugged hard on its neck, pressed his knee against its twisted side, and tugged hard on the reins, but like many farm horses, its mouth had tasted too many reprimands, and the bit was not suitable for it.  It doesn't do much.  It started running, retracing its original route, like the devil was chasing it.  Xia Xiang thought to himself that he had underestimated the horse's speed potential.  He clung to the horse's back and concentrated on tightening the reins on his left hand, turning its head toward the sea.  Then the filly found it difficult to shake off the force and had to slow down, turning her head to the side.

    "God bless you, little girl." Xia Xiang said gently, "What's wrong with you?"

    The horse panted and shuddered.

    "This is impossible," Xia wanted to say, and he stroked its sweaty shoulders with pity, "No one will hurt you, you know."

    It stood quietly, but still trembled.

    "Look, look." Xia wanted to say.

    He turned its head again in the direction of the flat iron, and then he saw the farmer coming towards him on his white horse.

    "You're really in trouble," the farmer shouted. "What happened to the horse? I thought he was going to throw you off. It was a hard ride, wasn't it?"

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