Chapter 300

Zhang Yanfeng came by car in the car of the tall and thin policewoman. When he got off the car, officer Zhang's legs were soft, his eyes were bloodshot, and his messy hair and shoulders were also mixed with a lot of grass and wood chips.

When she opened the door and came in, Zhang Yanfeng shouted for a cup of coffee and then yawned heavily.

"I don't know. I thought you just came back from the field."

Boss Zhou took a small spoon and stirred the coffee in front of him;

Zhou Ze used to think that there was no difference between good coffee and Nestle instant. In his previous life, when he was a doctor, he was often too busy to live on coffee.

But I don't know whether the mentality has changed now or whether the coffee is good or bad. There is a big difference,

Now the taste of coffee is really different from before.

"Bullshit, don't slander my reputation."

Zhang Yanfeng directly picked up the coffee in front of Zhou zegang, which had just been mixed with sugar, and drank it in one gulp,

Then smash it, smash its mouth,

It's like taking a gulp of cold water,

Profound interpretation,

What is bull chewing peony.

Zhou Ze's little spoon fell to the ground,

Tremble slightly.

This is his cat shit

"This coffee is really boring. Aren't you tired of drinking it every day? I'm not happy to drink it every day."

"I don't know whether you are tired of drinking this every day, but it's certain that you will be investigated because of economic problems."

"Shit."

Zhang Yanfeng reached out and rubbed his hair,

"Are you unlucky? I didn't sleep all night, and I wandered around the woods all night. I didn't know how many times I fell, but I just couldn't find the grave."

Zhou Ze was a little surprised and asked, "the grave of the dead man?"

"Yes, I didn't find it."

"They didn't tell the truth?"

"I took them to find it together, but I didn't find it. Tongcheng is such a big place, not the old forest or old mountain ditch in the northeast or Sichuan. They sealed the tomb at the beginning, but they shouldn't be able to find it. However, in fact, they can't find it.

The police dogs are all out, and they haven't found it at all. People have been caught. Those who should be told should also be told. There's no need to lie, isn't there? "

Officer Zhang spread his hand,

He worked all night in vain.

Then he thought that Zhou Ze had called him and immediately said:

"What can I do for you?"

"Huang Mao is dead."

"Oh." Zhang Yanfeng's eyes suddenly stared and scolded, "did you kill it?"

"........" Zhou Ze.

Shaking his head, Zhang Yanfeng calmed down and asked, "where is the body?"

"All I know is that he is dead."

yes,

The human soul is coming,

It has been reincarnated by boss Zhou,

The last trace that Huang Mao left in this world is not his firm anti mattism,

It's the performance of 4% more on boss Zhou's ghost card.

"Did you dispose of the body?" Zhang Yanfeng asked.

"I didn't see the body, but I'm sure he's dead. If you still don't understand it, I can give you a detailed introduction to my work."

"No, stop!"

Zhang Yanfeng immediately raised his hand and motioned to boss Zhou to stop.

He also wants to continue to live a normal life. Even though he knows Zhou Ze's identity is unusual, he still refuses to be directly impacted and his world outlook collapses.

"Can you find out where he died?" Zhang Yanfeng asked.

Zhou Ze shook his head.

At this time, the old Taoist on one side silently raised his hand and timidly said:

"Well, I know."

………………

When I went there, the old road drove, and the policewoman was sent back by Zhang Yanfeng to have a rest.

Xu Qinglang's Nissan has almost become a public car in the bookstore. As usual, Lao Xu cherished the car when he was there, but as he was unconscious, his car was also being spoiled.

Sitting in the back seat, Zhou Ze and police officer Zhang held a cigarette in their hands and puffed.

"Lao Zhou, is this a supernatural event?

I can see that the two suspects didn't lie, and when they didn't find the tomb themselves, the expression of shock was not fake. "

"You've been a policeman for so many years, haven't you met?"

"It's really rare, but now we can also write it into the supernatural incident as the secret file of the police station.

It says,

On a certain day, a police officer surnamed Zhang solved the case by relying on a mysterious boss who opened a bookstore. "

"Generally, this kind of plot is that your son found me when he came to investigate the cause of your death after your accidental death,

Then come to me and ask the truth about his father's death,

I'll give your son some confused information again,

This is convenient for writers to write water stories. "

"........" Zhang Yanfeng.

Atmosphere, a little embarrassed.

The old road driver smiled "haha" in his heart. When someone chats, he kills the day. The boss can kill people.

Soon, the car arrived. In the next town, it was close to the elevated road. It was a little far away from the urban area, but if you drive, you can get there soon. Take a turn on the elevated road around the city and come out.

"White swan dance hall."

Zhou Ze glanced out of the car window. The neon sign on the second floor was shining. In this rural town, it looked very tall.

Especially at o'clock in the morning,

There are many people under and above this dance hall.

"This is a sand ballroom." The old Taoist explained.

"Sand dance?" Zhang Yanfeng is a little incomprehensible.

"Oh, this is the saying of Sichuan. When I used to work in Sichuan, I didn't go less. According to the saying here, it should be called face dancing or touch dancing."

With the explanation,

It's easy to understand.

Fearing that the latter two couldn't understand it, the old Taoist continued, "if there are songs in it, everyone dances. Everyone who goes in has to pay a ten yuan ticket, both men and women. Then the man chooses the woman in it, and if he chooses the right one, she will dance with you. It's charged according to the song. A song is ten yuan or twenty yuan.

Chengdu is cheap, ten yuan a song. Tongcheng belongs to the Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Shanghai parcel post area, and the price is expensive. Here is 20 yuan a song.

Dark men and women dance together, and men can touch and scratch. After a dry addiction, the money is also spent well. Many girls come to work part-time, not specifically as young ladies. "

Boss Zhou and police officer Zhang nodded as they listened like two students.

"This is a close call."

Zhang Yanfeng sighed instinctively.

Because after entering, he found that it was quite formal, and posters were posted everywhere: "no pornography, gambling and drugs".

There are also several uniformed security guards with red armbands on their arms to maintain order.

This kind of place, which is a dance hall, also has its own license procedures. Like some KTV, it is a legitimate entertainment place, but whether there will be anything improper or playing a side ball in it is clear to everyone.

The old Taoist paid for three tickets. After entering, the ballroom was divided into two distinct parts. The light in one area was very bright, and the normal dance was dancing below, which was a bit like the elderly social dance on the sunset red square.

In another area, the light was very dark, and a group of men and women hugged each other and swayed inside.

Outside, there are many men walking to find someone, and there are rows of girls standing there waiting to be selected, fat and thin.

"Miasma."

Zhang Yanfeng commented.

Then he looked at the Taoist priest and asked:

"Will you show us this?"

He is a policeman. If he is found to be in this situation by an acquaintance, it will be very embarrassing. If he is photographed, he can even be used as evidence to attack your lifestyle by someone who cares.

"Upstairs."

With these words, the Taoist priest led the two to turn a corner and went up the stairs. At the entrance of the stairs, an aunt sat there eating melon seeds. Seeing three old men coming up, she was a little confused and stretched out her hand to stop them.

"Why?" Aunt asked.

"Do it!"

The Taoist replied.

Say,

The Taoist priest also pointed to Zhang Yanfeng and his boss,

Aunt showed a clear color, then waved her hand and motioned them to go up.

It's nothing above. It's a basically abandoned floor, but you can see scattered condoms everywhere on the ground, with white sticky liquid with the smell of salted fish and seafood inside.

Not far away, there are several pairs of men and women over there busy.

"Miasma."

Zhang Yanfeng continued.

"This is not under the control of the downstairs ballroom, but also under the control of others to open a house?" The old Taoist retorted.

Then, he pointed to the loudspeaker above, where lyrical music was playing, which was synchronized with the music in the dance hall downstairs.

Zhou Ze is holding the railing with his hands. The view here is good, and the floor is also very high. In front of him is the viaduct, which is full of traffic.

"What the hell are you looking for us to see!"

Zhang Yanfeng can't stand it anymore. He's a policeman. It doesn't matter if he comes here when he's fighting against pornography and catching criminals, but now he sneaks in in plain clothes. He really feels uncomfortable.

"Wait, I heard the song sang by Huang Mao before. Later, I thought it was very pleasant. I searched the lyrics on the Internet and found that I didn't find this song. Later, I asked people here and said that this song was sung by their boss when he was drunk on KTV. It was as hard as it was to hear. Later, I used it simply on this."

After the introduction,

The Taoist priest shouted hurriedly to the aunt looking at the stairs below, "Hey, big sister, I see a police car coming over there!"

Aunt's eyes were frozen, and she didn't doubt him. Moreover, she would rather kill a thousand people by mistake than miss one. She immediately took out her mobile phone and made a call.

In less than half a minute,

Zhou Ze, Zhang Yanfeng and Lao Dao suddenly changed a tune on the stereo that was still playing music above their heads,

"Horn, suona, small tune and big tune.

Widows, prostitutes, holes tight hips wide.

Brother went in, and brother came out again,

Brother went in again... "

The tear of song,

It can be called ghost crying and wolf howling,

It's really a masterpiece of a drunken man shouting into the microphone.

At this time,

Zhou Ze immediately ran out in front of several pairs of men and women. Everyone looked flustered. While sorting out their clothes, they ran down quickly. The speed was very fast. One of the men's belts was not fastened properly. After running for a distance, his pants fell down and tripped directly.

Listen to this ugly song,

Looking at the people running in panic,

The Taoist priest's eyes began to become more and more profound,

As if looking all over the eyes,

They were themselves more than 20 days ago