The killer is the wolf, and there is no time to pass, only the best time to hunt.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the suburbs of the city have quieted down, especially in the cemetery, and the silence is even more terrifying.

But in this silence, there is also a place for some people, and that is the homeless.

This Zhang San is a lazy man who is not afraid of heaven and earth, a person who is helpless, has no skin and no face, begs on the street by pretending to be pitiful, but has no limbs, there are very few people who pity him, and at the end of the day, he can only have a full stomach.

Zhang San is lazy not to say, there is still a wine addiction, this alcohol addiction is still big, in his words, you can not eat food, you can't drink wine, you don't have much to beg, you can't buy much wine, and you also stretch out your hand to the compatriots who are begging together, and in the begging world, it is not popular. But this Zhang San found a way to drink good wine.

This Zhang San, taking advantage of the old man guarding the cemetery, did not pay attention to it, and touched the cemetery, he knew that many people came to pay respects, and they would bring good wine, except for the ones that were spilled on the ground, most of the bottles would be placed in front of the tombstone.

Within a few minutes, the three sides of the card touched half of the bottle of wine, and bowed there pretending to be worshipped, and then picked up the wine and drank it.

Half a bottle was not happy, Zhang Sanbian continued to look for wine to drink.

Suddenly, this Zhang San saw something shining in front of the tombstone in front of him, Zhang San thought it was dazzling, and when he got closer, he found that it was a wooden box with a border.

"This thing is quite exquisite, but it is quite old, it can't be an antique!"

Zhang San muttered to himself, he wanted to open the box, but he couldn't open it, he was afraid that he would break the box by brute force, so he put it in the bag behind him, thinking that he would take the box tomorrow and go to the "thing pawn" to exchange money. After loading it, I went to look for wine again.

"Jingle bell!"

Uncle Li, who was looking for clues to the murderer to no avail, frowned, and at this time, his mobile phone rang.

"Uncle Li, I'm Xiao Qi who pawns things, someone sent a box today, I opened it, and there are two kneecaps inside!"

Uncle Li hung up the phone and drove towards the pawn.

When he came to the pawn, Xiao Qi handed the things to Uncle Li.

Uncle Li opened it and saw that it was indeed a pair of kneecaps.

Uncle Na Li turned around and looked at Zhang San:

"You brought the thing?"

"Well, it's mine!" At this time, Zhang San didn't know that inside the box was a kneecap.

"Where did it come from?"

"My family's ancestral heirloom, until I have fallen, I will take it out, otherwise, I will be reluctant?"

Uncle Na Li punched Zhang San in the face:

"I'll ask you again, where did you come from?"

Zhang San was blindfolded by a punch, looking at Uncle Li's fierce face, he knew that it was not easy to mess with.

"I, I picked it up at the cemetery. ”

"Where's the cemetery?"

"I was looking for wine in the cemetery, and I got drunk, and it was night, and I don't remember!"

Uncle Na Li smiled slightly, stretched out his hand, and one of his subordinates handed over and stepped on the money.

Uncle Li smashed Zhang San's head with the money:

"This will wake up, can you find it?"

Zhang San looked at the bright red money, not to mention 10,000 yuan, so he nodded:

"Wake up, wake up, I can find it!"

Without further ado, Uncle Li took Zhang San to the cemetery.

"This is it!"

"Don't get out of here!"

Uncle Li stuffed the money to Zhang San, and Zhang San walked away with his teeth and fart.

Uncle Li squatted down and saw that the photo on the tombstone was a serious old man with bright eyes.

"Du Xiongbing!"

"Who is he, and why did the murderer put his patella here?"

Uncle Li didn't have a clue, so he had to take the box and go to Fang Ziliang to report.

Under the leadership of others, Uncle Li entered the place where Fang Ziliang was recuperating privately.

It's just that it wasn't Fang Ziliang who saw him, but Chen Qian.

"Uncle Li, what are you doing in such a panic, have you made any discoveries? ”

"Where's the boss?"

"Inside is a team of experts invited from Germany, and the boss is receiving a nano knee transplant. ”

Uncle Li handed the box to Chen Qian.

"Let's see if this is the boss's thing!"

Chen Qian opened the box, and inside was a kneecap, and was taken aback.

Chen Qian handed it to Li Shiwen next to her:

"Doctor Li, take a look, is it Ziliang's patella?"

"Give me a few minutes and I'll get the results right away!"

Li Shiwen took the patella and went to identify it.

"Where did you find that?"

"In the cemetery, in front of a tombstone named Du Xiongbing, it is estimated that the murderer put it down. ”

At this moment, the waiting operating room opened, and six German doctors came out.

Chen Qian and Uncle Li hurriedly ran over.

A German doctor at the head took off his mask and said in less proficient Chinese:

"Mrs. Fang, the operation was very successful, please rest assured, Mr. Fang is the third customer of our team, the first two same customers, are now playing football!"

"Thank you!"

Let's say, Chen Qian and Uncle Li went to visit that Fang Ziliang.

Fang Ziliang slowly woke up.

Chen Qian held Fang Ziliang's hand:

"The surgery was very successful, and after three months of recuperation, you were able to walk!"

Fang Ziliang looked down at his two knees:

"These 400 million, even if it is for the Germans?"

"It's really yours, as long as you can stand up, do you still feel sorry for the money?"

At this time, Li Shiwen came in.

"Boss, Mrs., Uncle Li, those two patellas are indeed the boss's. ”

After Fang Ziliang heard it, Uncle Li told him what had happened.

"Du Xiongbing, why?"

"What, why?" asked Chen Qian.

"When the murderer cut my patella, he said that someone wanted it, presumably it was this Du Xiongbing, but who was he, I can't remember knowing such a person. ”

Uncle Li stepped forward and said: "This old man settled in Lotus Village when he was more than eight years old, and he never married, but in the photo, he was wearing a military uniform, he should have been a soldier a long time ago, and he died a few years ago, and he was one of the longest-lived old people in Lotus Village, and he lived for 112 years."

Fang Ziliang was a little puzzled at this time, a person who couldn't be beaten with eight poles, he really couldn't figure out why the murderer would put the patella in front of such an old man's tombstone.

"Did you check his social connections?"

Uncle Li said: "He doesn't have any relatives and friends, only a dog, I heard the people in the village say that the dog was very good to him, after the old man died, the dog didn't eat for three days, and finally found dead in the bed where the old man slept before his death." He farmed the land by himself and was self-reliant, and many people wanted to help him, but he refused. ”

Fang Ziliang once fell into deep thought.

At this time, Li Shiwen wanted to speak and stopped, but was seen by Fang Ziliang.

"Shiwen, what's wrong with you, do you have anything to say?"

"Boss, I don't know what to say, I ......"

"Shiwen, I've given my life to you, what else can't you say. ”

Li Shiwen looked at Fang Ziliang:

"Boss, Mingzu is dead! The police also came to talk to me. ”