Chapter Thirty-Seven: Come to Me, Don't You Want to Open a Film?

As I walked towards Sanyu Village, I was sitting on the edge of my bed thinking about whether to tell Zheng Fatzi what happened here, combined with the local legend and the appearance of the 'Prison' gang, I felt that I needed to call Zheng Fatzi, but he should have been very busy recently, and he was in trouble with the Oriental people again, so he might not be able to take time out to help me. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 info

After thinking about it, I decided to give him a call, even if he can't come, he will definitely be able to give me some useful advice and ways to deal with the people of the 'prison' organization, the level of the person I want to deal with is not high, judging from the identity cards dropped, it is only the lowest level, I should be able to solve it.

So I got up and walked into the corridor to call Zheng Fatzi, although it's a little late, uh, it's more than two o'clock in the middle of the night, but don't care about these details, it seems that you can lose weight with proper fright.

"Damn, what do you want to do with the surname Mo! This is the middle of the night, let people sleep peacefully, okay? Ye just had a wave of positive with the little devil, national hero, can you let me sleep!" As soon as the phone was connected, Zheng Fatzi roared on the other end of the phone, because his noise was too loud, so I kept the mobile phone away from my ears, and blocked the microphone by the way to prevent waking up those who were asleep.

It wasn't until Zheng's voice quieted down that I removed my finger and put the phone back next to my ear.

"Zheng Fatzi, listen to me, the people of the 'Prison' organization have appeared in Sanyu Village!"

After I finished speaking, Zheng Fatzi's side stopped moving, and three seconds later, "What are you talking about?" Zheng Fatman roared angrily, louder than just now.

"I said the 'prison' organization, that is, the boss is dead or alive, the one on the wanted list, and his organization is eyeing Sanyu Village. ”

"How do you know?" Fat Zheng still couldn't believe it.

"My classmates and I went on an autumn trip to Sanyu Village, just in time. ”

Then I told Zheng Fatzi how we came here, how we lost people, the only village road now, the bridge at the head of the village collapsed, and then the jailers of the 'prison' organization jumped out and attacked me, and all these things were told to Zheng Fatzi.

"You're Conan-kun, right?, what's going on!" Zheng Fatzi was speechless for a while.

I was about to scold him, when he continued, "Okay, I'll lead someone over tomorrow, and we'll talk about it in detail when the time comes, and as for tonight, please let me sleep." ”

It seems that Zheng Fatzi is really tired in the old forest in the northeast, and I don't know how the situation can make him like this.

Zheng Fatzi said that he was coming over, I was still a little embarrassed, people were tired like dead dogs, and they had to come over to help me, and the favor was a little too much.

"Okay Mo Ye, don't be pretentious, there is something else to say here in Sanyu Village, I have to come and see if someone is eyeing this, remember Lao Luo, how did Luo Bingshen make people calculate last time?" Zheng Fatzi's voice was weak, but his words suddenly reminded me of my experience in Longzang, Luo Bingshen was transferred by the Orientals, and was exploited by the Orientals.

"Okay, Zheng Fatzi owes you a favor this time, and I will definitely help if there is anything that can be used for me. "Anyway, I still have to remember this favor.

"Okay, it's not bad to earn your personal favor, I'll hang up. "Zheng Fat Man seems to be very tired, but he didn't play a poor mouth.

Hanging up the phone, I quietly leaned against the wall of the corridor and thought about what happened after I came down from the small mountain, one by one things flew in front of my eyes, I found that these things seemed to be happening around me, giving me a feeling that I couldn't escape, this time it was not me looking for trouble, but things found me.

If I can't avoid this kind of, I might as well be brave and hit it directly, simply put, I've been a little cowardly before, I've always been afraid of this and that, but 'fear' didn't let me avoid anything, rather than this, it's better to do my best to make this world a little quieter.

Usually I don't smoke at all, although the harmful substances in the cigarette can't hurt me, and this box of cigarettes is also from Shen Que, but today I still lit one and smoked slowly.

After thinking about it, I decided that Zheng Fatzi would let me join the 49th Bureau next time, and I promised him, saying that it was also called a national cadre, an official ape, and it also gave our family a little official spirit.

Just as I was finishing my calculations and was about to go back and squint and prepare for the possible big battle tomorrow, I noticed that there was a sinister aura rising from outside Sanyu Village, and the air was full of murderous atmosphere.

This breath rushed directly to Wang Lao Qishan Villa, it seems that the outside of the village has long known where we are, this person means to force me to go out and meet him, otherwise this inn will be washed in blood.

It came so quickly, I understood that it was someone from the 'prison' organization who came to the door, but now that I figured it out, I didn't plan to hold myself back anymore, so I didn't hesitate to drum up my momentum and meet the evil spirit.

As soon as the two breaths collided, I snorted, but my momentum and his's also canceled each other, I was not happy, he was not happy, half a catty and eight taels.

The people outside regained their momentum, but his position was still as conspicuous as the candle flame in the night.

In a few moments, I stood in front of this man, a tall man with the characteristics of a minority, presumably a Mongol.

"I'm here, I've injured people, let's draw a line, I'll take care of anything alone. "The so-called would rather die standing than live on knees, and it is not certain who lives and who dies.

"Good man, you have the skills and courage, but I'm not here to fight with you, you can call me Burigud, the torturer in the 'prison'. ”

Břigud looked at me and said with some appreciation.

The expression on my face didn't change, but I was secretly bitter in my heart, isn't the torturer a little stronger than the jailer, and this can be on a par with me?

"Don't worry, I'm really not here to fight, I know you know someone from the Forty-Nine Bureau, I just want you to help, help me contact the family of the Forty-Nine Bureau, I want to talk to him about something. Břigud continued.

I don't feel like this person is really coming to me to open a film, but I can't rashly help him contact Zheng Fatzi and them, I have to figure out why.

"How do you know that I know Zheng Fatzi and them, and besides, you have something to tell him?"

"I am Burigud, the eagle in the sky, we have been staring at the forty-ninth game, the other day your movement was too big, my condor has seen it. ”

Burigud waved his hand at the sky, and a golden streamer rushed down from the sky and landed steadily on his arm.