God vs. Lone Star, you and I are a pair

"Don't use such a large amount, be careful that the old man won't be able to wake up." Zhang Hao said while looking at the young man pouring potion on the towel to stun the old man.

"Don't worry, don't worry." He walked quietly to the door of the hut, and suddenly covered the old man's mouth and nose. The whole action was done in one go, and he looked like a skilled man at first glance.

The house of the old man guarding the tomb is very small, only about ten square meters. It has a small TV, an induction cooker, a small refrigerator and a small table, which is packed to the brim.

The three of them groped and tapped on the ground in a tacit understanding. If there was a problem with this place, then there must be a basement.

"Here." The young man found a trace of friction on the floor next to the refrigerator. He dragged the refrigerator away and knocked on the ground. It was indeed empty underneath. Zhang Hao uncovered the floor tiles and there was a narrow staircase leading down. go.

"Xiaohua, you stay outside and the two of us go in. Be smart."

The young man Xiaohua made an OK gesture, and Qin Fang followed Zhang Hao downstairs. Both of them were a bit big, so it was a bit difficult to walk.

Fortunately, this basement is not complicated at all. It only takes a dozen stairs to reach the bottom. Below is a small room less than 2 meters high and about 4 square meters. There are two large black plastic boxes stacked inside. The lid of that box was covered in dust, and the one above had obvious wipe marks, so it had obviously been opened recently.

Qin Fang walked over to open it, but Zhang Hao stopped him and shook his head. He first put his ear to the box and listened, then slowly opened the lid.

There were some documents under the box, as well as some disks and USB drives. There was a simple box on the top. Qin Fang's eyes lit up when he saw it. It was carved with complicated and simple patterns, similar to what they dug out of the ground. The pattern on the small box the size of a palm is the same, but this box is larger, as long as Qin Fang's forearm, and can probably fit a baby's body.

Zhang Hao glanced at Qin Fang, who nodded. At that time, they all thought they had found clues from these special patterns. Qin Fang, a big boss, had been studying them for a long time.

Qin Fang was about to open it when there was a "dong-dong-dong" knocking sound, two short and one long.

"Let's go, the situation above has changed." Zhang Hao took out the box and handed it to Qin Fang. He took out a gun from his waist and stuffed it into Qin Fang's hand. This was the code they had agreed upon. If there is danger, retreat.

Qin Fang followed Zhang Hao with a gun, feeling mixed in his heart. Shen Xiujun and the others trusted him too much, so they put the black gun directly into his hands.

When the two of them came up a few steps, Xiaohua was already sitting in the corner with a gun pointed at his head. The man with his back to them turned around when he heard the voice, and his eyes stayed on the box in Qin Fang's hand.

"You actually found it here, that's good." There was a hint of appreciation in the man's tone.

"Two against one, you have no chance of winning." Zhang Hao pointed at him calmly.

"Okay." The man opposite smiled, and it was obvious that the beard that hadn't been shaved for many days added a touch of manliness to his face.

"Bosong, come with us."

"I'll tell you how you found this place. It turned out to be that kid Jiang Zening." He smiled mischievously. "I have two conditions. First, I won't see any police officers except you. Second, I want to see Jiang Zening."

"Do you think you can negotiate terms with us now?"

"Of course, this child's life is my bargaining chip. Second, the Ace of Hearts." Qin Fang was shocked when he heard the Ace of Hearts. He was an informant with a secret identity who once helped the police uncover a nature-related crime. It was a very serious case of cross-border trafficking of Y. The Financial Bureau and the others relied on this case to increase their political capital.

"Okay." Zhang Hao nodded, and Qin Fang acquiesced, looking at Bo Song with a more probing look.

"Brother Fang, it's convenient." Zhang Hao turned to Qin Fang and said.

"Okay, feel free. It seems that the person behind you is the more humane one in their family."

"Call Jiang Zening. I want to see him at my old house."