Zhao Weiqiang was stunned. He followed Zhang Xiaofan's eyes and saw that the man he was talking about was old Zhou. He shrugged his shoulders and relaxed and said:
"this is grandfather Zhou of our village. He has lived in Qinghe Village for generations."
"It's just that I remember the last time the police came back from a vacation to see him, he was in good health."
"How come, I feel a little bad when I see you this time..."
"en..."
the expression on Zhang Xiaofan's face remained unchanged. He took back his eyes to look at old Zhou, pretended to be indifferent, and continued to take two steps forward.
When he came to a corner in front of the village, he turned around directly with a serious look on his face and said:
"grandfather Zhou, you told me the location of his home
"And is there any other route to his home? I'll get to the old man's house before he does
See Zhang Xiaofan face serious, not like in a joke!
Zhao Weiqiang realized something at the first time. He didn't dare to neglect him and quickly replied:
"yes! We have many small alleys in Qinghe Village. Come with me, Mr. Zhang. "
Said, Zhao Weiqiang then under the feet of the wind, directly with Zhang Xiaofan toward another secluded path quickly.
On the way, Zhao Weiqiang spoke to Zhang Xiaofan as he walked and asked, "Mr. Zhang, listen to your tone just now, do you suspect that members of the drug cartel organization are hiding in grandfather Zhou's house?"
"I'm not sure whether to hide in my grandfather's home this week or not."
"But there is one thing I can be sure of. That's grandpa Zhou in your mouth. He must be the eye liner of the poison lords in Qinghe Village.
Zhang Xiaofan's face is serious, word by word, Tao.
"Work for drug cartels?"
"This... It's impossible. I know the most about grandfather Zhou. He always keeps his duty all his life."
"Don't say it has anything to do with drug cartels. Even in his lifetime, we didn't even go out a few times in Qinghe Village. "
," Mr. Zhang, did you say that Grandpa Zhou is the eye liner of the drug traffickers organization? "
After seeing Zhang Xiaofan's outspoken suspicion that the villagers of Qinghe Village are the pawns of drug cartels.
Zhao Weiqiang, who was born and raised in Qinghe Village, also felt quite angry in his heart. He immediately refuted and said.
"Ha ha... Who said he volunteered to work for the drug lord organization?"
"He is the one whose head has been lowered, and whose mind and spirit are controlled by the head lowering master, even if the ghost spirit is given to the puppet, so that his intention is what he wants."
Zhang Xiaofan made a speech on the explanation of the period.
"So it is..."
on hearing the speech, Zhao Weiqiang suddenly showed a sudden color and said:
"on weekdays, grandfather Zhou can say that he treats people with courtesy and propriety, and he likes to rub mahjong with the villagers, and he talks a lot."
"But recently, I have heard from villagers that grandfather Zhou's temperament has changed greatly."
"It's not only that the gate doesn't go out, but it's also aimless wandering around the village."
"Judging from his appearance, the villagers thought that grandfather Zhou was mentally ill and suffered from Alzheimer's disease ahead of time..."
when Zhao Weiqiang heard that grandfather Zhou might have been decapitated by the drug traffickers, he was in a very dangerous situation.
As a result, his pace became faster and faster, and finally he began to trot...
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