Hong Kong Zong starts from the heroic character

Chapter 361
"basement?"

Zhong Wenze frowned.

This reminded him of the old lair of Brother Shan, the drug trafficking gang. The basement they built was truly unique.

Whether it is security or concealment, it is difficult to detect.

did not expect.

The basement is so popular with everyone that it has become a standard configuration for these people.

Basement: I didn't think about it, what can I do, I am also very desperate, so I can only bear it silently.

"basement?"

Song Zihao also repeated: "How do you know it will be in the basement of the basement villa? Not in other places."

"Sense of space."

Chen Bo smirked, and looked at Song Zihao: "You can try it, you cover your own eyes, and let the pony help you down to the basement of our villa."

"Your perception will be particularly strong."

"Huh?"

Song Zihao really became interested, and found a blindfold to experiment, and it really is this tune:
"Interesting, it turns out that when people's eyes are covered, the perception ability of other tactile nerves and so on will become stronger."

"Correct!"

Uncle Chen nodded, and continued: "And I counted it. After entering the gate of the villa, walk about 42 steps in a straight line, and you will arrive at the entrance of the basement."

"I came out of the basement this time. After I got out of the stairs, I walked about fifty steps to the outside of the villa. The two mistakes were about the same."

"The entrance to this basement should be hidden behind some furniture."

Speaking of it.

He spread his hands at Zhong Wenze: "This is all the information I can provide this time, there should be nothing wrong."

"Thank you, Uncle Chen."

Zhong Wenze summed up all the information that Chen Bo said, and already came to a rough conclusion in his heart.

"Uncle Chen."

Song Zihao seemed very active at this time, and continued to interject, "Since when have you been able to be so delicate?"

"I remember that you are a big bastard like me, and you don't pay attention to details. This time, you keep time, sense space, and remember the number of steps you walk. It doesn't fit the impression you gave me?"

"Yes, these are all thanks to Aze."

Uncle Chen shook his head with a smile, and looked at Zhong Wenze with admiration: "These are all things that Aze trained me earlier."

"He said if my eyes were covered, then use my body to 'see'."

"Through a series of records such as step counting, space perception, left and right turning, etc., the specific position can be "seeed" clearly through the body."

Uncle Chen didn't go into details about the specific process, he just gave a general idea, but now he admires Zhong Wenze completely.

If it weren't for Zhong Wenze's pre-training for him, then he entered Deng Jiayong's counterfeit banknote base this time, at most he was a tool man.

His role will be zero.

Go in blindfolded, come out blindfolded.

He would never know where the counterfeit banknote base was, and he could not find any clues.

"Aze."

Song Zihao stared deeply at Zhong Wenze and looked up and down for a long time: "How much knowledge do you have in your head?"

"I'm curious, how much did you learn when you were studying? No matter what the situation is, you can think of countermeasures in advance and solve them easily."

"This"

Zhong Wenze pondered for a while, and stopped talking.

You want me to explain this, how can I explain it?

I can't tell.

In my previous life, I was a criminal policeman with Conan physique. I have solved a lot of various cases, and I have dabbled in various fields of knowledge, right?
"Alright, alright!"

Mark Lee flicked the cigarette ash, smiled and patted Brother Hao on the shoulder: "Brother Hao, don't ask so many questions about Aze."

"Why can't this kid come up with a solution? If you studied hard when you were young, you must be like him now."

"Hahaha"

Song Zihao smiled and shook his head.

He was just talking casually, and now he has a new understanding of Zhong Wenze.

"Uncle Chen."

Zhong Wenze's eyes fell on Uncle Chen: "You have made a great contribution this time. Once Deng Jiayong's counterfeit money case is solved, the police will definitely commute your sentence."

"Ha ha."

Uncle Chen shook his head with a smile, waved his hands and said, "I'm already old, and I'm not in good health. I've been sentenced for so many years, even if I can reduce my sentence, how much can I reduce?"

He took a deep breath, took out a cigarette and lit it, exhaled the smoke and shook his head: "I probably won't be able to wait until the day I get out of prison alive."

"This"

Song Zihao's voice froze: "Uncle Chen, don't say such stupid things. You are only in your 60s and you have a lot of time. How is it possible?"

"Hehe, I know my own body."

Uncle Chen waved his hands and shook his head: "You don't need to comfort me about this."

"Then you still"

Song Zihao finished speaking halfway, and didn't continue.

"Since I know that the commutation of sentence is of little significance, why should I promise you and risk my life to help you this time?"

Uncle Chen lowered his head and blew away the cigarette ash that fell on his hand, asked himself and answered: "Our old friendship, this is one aspect."

"On the other hand, I actually want to ask you one thing."

"Ah."

Song Zihao responded and looked at Uncle Chen.

"I want you to help take care of my son."

Uncle Chen curled his lips and smiled, took a breath and looked up at the ceiling: "I'm not a qualified father. I entered the industry early, and basically I didn't take care of him much."

"He is a lonely person. He is in his 30s and 40s and he is still unmarried. He works as a small employee in the company."

"Because of my arrest, he has also become more withdrawn. I have been in prison for so long, and he never came to see me once."

He sighed, and said with a smile: "I know he's annoying me too, and even more annoying about my past affairs. I have confessed to it in my life, and I have no chance to come out."

Uncle Chen looked at Zhong Wenze: "I hope, if one day."

"If he has any difficulties, or something that can't be solved, Aze, you can help him."

"Aze, you are a young and promising person. You are even more different from Ahao and Xiaoma. If he has difficulties, you can definitely help me take care of him."

"it is good!"

Zhong Wenze didn't even think about it, he just nodded and agreed: "Don't worry, Uncle Chen, I promise you this matter."

In some things, Chen Bo did wrong.

He may not be qualified for the role of father, but at this moment, he is still competent.

He was able to promise them to help with this matter at the beginning, so that if he could successfully come out and complete the task, then he could ask Zhong Wenze for a guarantee.

"Thank you Azer!"

Uncle Chen stretched out his withered arm, and grabbed Zhong Wenze's wrist heavily: "The next thing will be left to you."

"Ok!"

Zhong Wenze nodded and began to think.

"I'm going to blow the whistle to call someone!"

Zhou Kehua stood up and was about to go outside, but was stopped by Zhong Wenze: "Why are you calling me?"

"Deng Jiayong!"

Zhou Kehua replied of course: "Now the location of his counterfeit banknote base has been clarified, of course it is him."

"That doesn't need my own people."

Zhong Wenze waved his hand and stopped him: "At a time like this, of course it's time to call those police officers. Why do we take any risks?"

Done.

He casually picked up the phone on the table and dialed Mo Sir's special line directly.

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