It’s a Bit Early To Cross

After seeing off the driver, Xiao Zhuang, Chu Heng quickly went to other people to inquire about Jiang Zhuolin's whereabouts. After learning that he had gone to Feng's house, he hurriedly drove the one-eyed old man there.

on the way.

Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar scenery on the street.

The old man sighed with regret, pointed to a non-staple food store that he had just passed, and said, "It's really different. I remember when I came here, the house was a hotel, and the owner was a widow with a big ass. Hey, that's called a coquettish, as long as you come to the hotel and pay any money, anyone can sleep with her!"

"It's fun to think about it now."

"It didn't take long to think about it, and it became a state-owned non-staple food store. I don't know if that girl is still there."

"Hey, did you see that compound in front? It used to be the ancestral house of a grain merchant!"

…

Because Chu Heng was thinking about Jiang Zhuolin's side, he didn't have much to talk about. He just hummed and responded. The old man didn't care, and just babbled on reminiscences by himself.

After a long time passed like this, the two finally came to the courtyard where the Feng family was located.

From a distance, I saw Jiang Zhuolin's jeep parked at the entrance of the courtyard, surrounded by many fart children, jumping on the window and watching strangely.

"Didi!"

Chu Heng honked the horn several times to disperse the group of children, and then parked the car next to the jeep at the gate of the courtyard.

Fearing that the children would get into the car and mess around, he carefully locked the car after getting out of the car, and then walked into the yard with the one-eyed old man.

At this time, the courtyard was quite lively.

Nearby neighbors are almost all around Feng's house, discussing and pointing, some are worried, some are a little excited...

"Rang Rang, Rang Rang, we are the police!"

Chu Henghu pretended to be majestic and protected the wounded one-eyed old man to make a **** path through the crowd, and came to the front of Feng's house. When he looked up, he saw Jiang Zhuolin sitting in the hall of Feng's house with a big horse and a golden sword.

"Uncle Jiang!"

After Chu Heng waved his hand and walked over, he hurriedly asked, "How is it? Did you find anything new?"

"have!"

Jiang Zhuolin pointed to a pile of odds and ends of money on the table: "Feng's family just explained that Feng Yongchun brought money home from time to time more than 20 days ago, which confirmed Mr. Huang's guess. The person who planted moles before should be him without a doubt!"

"That's for sure. If it were someone else, they wouldn't be able to send money back." Chu Heng grinned and heaved a sigh of relief. Then he reached out to count the money on the table, and couldn't help but be speechless: "Seven More than a hundred? If this is based on twenty yuan per person, there will be more than thirty people!"

"That can't be counted."

Jiang Zhuolin reminded: "You have to consider the economic situation of the rural people, how could they be willing to spend 20 yuan for a slim hope?"

"Too."

Chu Heng nodded, threw the money back casually, and hummed: "But this also shows that the minimum number of people must be more than 30, and these **** are not afraid of exhaustion!"

"Compared to the benefits, this is a waste of time."

The one-eyed old man was a little tired, so he walked up to Jiang Zhuolin and sat down, slightly hanging his sore waist, and asked casually, "What are you doing here?"

"Waiting for news."

Jiang Zhuolin quickly and politely handed him a cigarette: "I have asked people to focus on investigating those people who have frequent contact with Feng Yongchun."

How long has the old man been here, and the case has progressed one after another, and now he is an old baby in his eyes!

"You are really resolute."

The one-eyed old man didn't have the consciousness to improve his status, he hurriedly took the cigarette, and took out a match to light Jiang Zhuolin, looking a little flattered.

…

Three o'clock in the afternoon.

After watching the lively neighborhood for a long time, the neighbors finally got tired, dispersed in twos and threes, and returned to their homes.

As for Chu Heng and the others who had been sitting in Fengjiaku for a long time, they finally received a reasonable and unexpected piece of good news.

"Da da da!"

A burst of hurried footsteps came from outside.

The three people who were drinking tea and chatting all turned their heads to look.

Shaoqing.

A middle-aged male policeman hurried into the house and said excitedly, "Jiang Ju, I found something!"

"What?" Jiang Zhuolin asked hastily.

The man said quickly: "I went with Team Lu to investigate some of Feng Yongchun's friends who live nearby, and when I went to the house of a man named Pan Zhilong, I couldn't knock on the door, but the neighbors said it was a man. at home."

"We thought it was wrong, so we climbed over the wall and went in. Just in time, we saw him jumping out from the north wall. There must be something wrong with this guy. Team Lu has already led people to chase him!"

"Haha, good good!"

Jiang Zhuolin was immediately excited, he stood up with a big smile, pulled the man and walked out: "Let's go, let's go to Pan Helong's house together."

Seeing this, Chu Heng and the one-eyed old man quickly put down their teacups and followed.

A few neighbors who hadn't left also chased after them with excited faces.

There is another melon to eat!

And while they were chasing Chu Heng, they also kept spreading news all the way, and many people couldn't help being curious and followed along.

So much so that when Jiang Zhuolin and others arrived at their destination, there was already a long queue behind them.

Standing in front of the door, Jiang Zhuolin looked back at the dark-eyed crowd, frowned and told the man who reported the news: "You stay here and don't let outsiders in."

"yes!"

The man turned around and stood in front of the door, looking at the crowd with no expression on his face, with his palm still on the pistol at his waist.

Seriously, Yazi...

Immediately after, Chu Heng and the others quickly walked into the dilapidated small courtyard.

At this time, there were three police officers in the courtyard searching for something. Seeing them coming in, a man about thirty years old greeted him and reported: "Jiang Ju, we have found out. The people living in this courtyard will Pan Zhilong, a lame old bachelor, fifty-eight years old, a worker in a machinery factory, has been friends with Feng Yongchun for many years, and the two often drink together, sometimes until midnight."

Jiang Zhuolin nodded, and asked again: "Are there any other discoveries?"

"Some~www.readwn.com~ The man pointed to the room. We found a lot of women's cosmetics and many strange things in the room."

"Go in and have a look." Jiang Zhuolin raised his leg and walked into the house, followed by Chu Heng and others.

After arriving in the house, several people scanned the situation inside, and soon found a **** old wooden box beside the bed.

"that's it."

The man walked quickly to the side of the wooden box whose lid had been opened, pointed to the things inside and said, "There are many things in this box that I don't know."

"oh?"

A few people walked over quickly, and looked in with their probes.

The box is divided into two compartments. The left compartment contains many expensive cosmetics and unmarked bottles and jars, and the right compartment contains many strange knives and a shiny glass mirror.

(end of this chapter)