Led by a balding middle-aged man, Zhang Jiayong and the others came to an abandoned parking lot, which is indeed suitable for hiding, and the parking lot is full of various construction wastes.

"Is this the one?" Zhang Jiayong asked.

"Yes, it's inside, as I spied out, and he lives in the southernmost corner of this abandoned parking lot, which is a makeshift dump. The bald middle-aged man said.

Zhang Jiayong didn't speak, but he was already a little suspicious in his heart, this whistleblower seems to know too much in detail, especially, why did he secretly come to observe? Also, he actually saw the real murderer shoot with his own eyes?

I saw the shooting again, and I know where to hide, isn't it, a bit too coincidental?

"Can you give me the money now?" the bald middle-aged man urged.

"What's the hurry, I can't give it to you until I really catch someone and confirm it. Tao Xiaobo scolded.

The bald middle-aged man suddenly shrunk his neck, not daring to speak more.

"Xiaobo, you take a few brothers to block all the exits around, a few of you come with me, and we will catch the real culprit. Yang Qinghua arranged it.

"Wait, Brother Yang, I'll go with you! Zhang Jiayong felt that something was wrong, and was afraid that Yang Qinghua would be in danger if he entered, so Zhang Jiayong decided to follow up together to encircle and suppress, but this whistleblower had to be controlled.

Yang Qinghua nodded, no objection, and then the two cautiously walked towards the abandoned parking lot.

In the corner of the south, it was indeed a temporary garbage dump, emitting a foul smell, Zhang Jiayong was a little suspicious, although this is a good place to hide, but hiding here for a long time, must not be stinky to death?

Moreover, just by being able to kill a big foreign man behind Hu Jin's back, he must be a master of some means, will he really hide in this kind of place?

"Look, there's a small room there! There's someone in the room!" Yang Qinghua said, pointing ahead.

"You wait for me here, I'll go over and see the situation!" Through the window of the house, Zhang Jiayong really saw a person.

Zhang Jiayong slowly stepped forward, it was a thin young man, and there was a trace of sickness on his face, this kind of person, could it be a real murderer?

This person looked at him and had no combat effectiveness, Zhang Jiayong directly broke into the door, and the real murderer saw Zhang Jiayong breaking in, and immediately showed some panic, and picked up a kitchen knife at a loss, threatening Zhang Jiayong not to come.

Zhang Jiayong was speechless, the hand holding the knife was shaking, just this kind of person, I'm afraid he can't even pull the trigger of the gun, right?

Zhang Jiayong kicked the knife in the hand of the real murderer and flew out, and then kicked him in the stomach, making the real murderer fall to the ground and scream in pain.

"Subdued?" Yang Qinghua ran over at this time, looked at the real murderer who fell to the ground and said.

"This person doesn't look like a real murderer, he's too weak to be able to help the wind. Zhang Jiayong said.

"That seems to be fake news again, and this time it's quite realistic, find an actor, right?" Yang Qinghua said with a smile.

"No, maybe, we have found the clue of the real murderer, as long as we keep an eye on the whistleblower, we should be able to find out the real whereabouts of the real murderer!" Zhang Jiayong squinted and said.

Zhang Jiayong believes that no ordinary person is willing to risk his life to act for money. The person who plays the real murderer will definitely end up miserable, who would want to pretend to be the real murderer?

Unless it is under huge interests and coercion, can a desperate person choose to compromise, and the person who can have such a big hand must be the real murderer behind the scenes!

"Bring him back first, and then give the bounty to the whistleblower. Zhang Jiayong said.

"Ah, the news is fake, why do you have to give money?" Yang Qinghua looked at Zhang Jiayong in surprise.

"I'm going to go along the ground and make the whistleblower think that we believe him, and then I want to see who he will connect with, he must be just an errand guy who takes money!" Mr. Zhang said.

"Amazing, why didn't I think of this trick. Yang Qinghua felt that Zhang Jiayong's thinking was so agile, and it was not at all like what a junior high school student could have.

Zhang Jiayong and Yang Qinghua were holding the so-called truth, and their faces deliberately showed a trace of joy, mainly to show the whistleblower.

"Come back with us now to claim the bounty, thanks to you this time. Zhang Jiayong pretended to be a little excited.

Seeing this, the whistleblower happily closed his mouth and rubbed his hands together, as if he was already thinking about how to spend that large sum of money.

After returning to the clubhouse, Zhang Jiayong gave a check to the whistleblower, and after the whistleblower took the check, he did not suspect him and left happily.

Zhang Jiayong explained to Yang Qinghua, and then quietly followed, intending to start his plan to follow the vine.

The whistleblower walked through several small alleys, and then came to the door of a mahjong parlor, pushed open the door and walked in.

Zhang Jiayong vaguely saw the whistleblower handing over the check to a woman at the front desk through half of the transparent frosted glass, and then took a big black bag from the woman's hand, the whistleblower opened the black bag and looked at it, nodded with satisfaction, closed the zipper, and left the mahjong parlor with the big bag.

Zhang Jiayong continued to follow the whistleblower, in a remote place, taking advantage of his inattention, he stepped forward and knocked him unconscious with a palm knife, and then opened the zipper to find that the big black bag contained stacks of banknotes!

It seems that Zhang Jiayong's speculation is correct, this bald middle-aged man is just a person who collects money to do things!

Zhang Jiayong immediately returned to the mahjong parlor and found that the woman at the front desk was still there, so Zhang Jiayong stayed outside to see what would happen next.

About an hour ago, a car stopped at the entrance of the mahjong parlor, and a foreign man wearing a flower shirt stepped out of the car and entered the mahjong parlor.

Things are getting more and more complicated, it actually involves foreigners, Zhang Jiayong saw the foreign man's car start and leave, and immediately ran to follow, with his current strength, there is not much pressure to keep up with a car that is slowing down in the city.

The car gradually drove away from Wuzhen, and Zhang Jiayong stopped a taxi in time and cautiously followed behind the foreign man's car.

"Master driver, you must be careful to follow the car in front of you, I just saw that the foreigner in the car snatched an aunt's bag! I have already called the police, we just need to follow this car quietly!" Zhang Jiayong lied.

"What! I actually grabbed something! Then if you sit down, I will definitely not lose it! No matter how far I run, I won't charge you money! Now there are not many young men with a sense of justice like you!" The taxi driver can be said to have a strong sense of justice, and he almost moved Zhang Jiayong when he said such a thing.

The car eventually stopped outside a forest on the outskirts of Lianyang City, and the foreign man in the car got out of the car and got into the woods.

Zhang Jiayong hurriedly got out of the car and followed, in the process the driver also stopped Zhang Jiayong, asked him not to go on an adventure alone, Zhang Jiayong said that it was okay, he was now going to connect with the police, the driver was relieved to let him leave, and said that he was watching the gringo's car.

The foreign man stopped in the middle of the woods, and Zhang Jiayong saw this and climbed a big tree to make it easier to observe.

A short time later, another foreign man came to the other end of the woods, but this foreign man was wearing a black leotard, colored tattoos on his arm, carrying a camouflage satchel, and a dagger at his waist, which looked like a certain type of saber commonly used in hand-to-hand combat.

The foreign man in the flower shirt handed the check to the foreign man in the black tights.

"Dao Geng, the mission is complete, what about my pay?" asked the foreign man in the floral shirt. And the man in the black tights is the greedy Dao Geng.

"There is still one last step that has not been completed, and that is ......" Dao Geng said, suddenly pulled out the dagger on his waist, it was really a knife to seal his throat, and the foreign man in the flower shirt covered his bloody throat, stared at Dao Geng with wide eyes in disbelief, and fell straight down.

"Hmph, the less people know about this matter, the better, and there are other connectors, I will solve them one by one!" Dao Geng snorted coldly.

Although the two communicated in English, Zhang Jiayong barely listened to it, and combined with Dao Geng's skills, the real murderer should be him!

Zhang Jiayong jumped directly from the tree and landed behind Dao Geng.

As a professional killer, Dao Geng also has a keen sense of perception, and when he sensed that someone appeared behind him, he immediately swung his dagger and stabbed it backwards, and turned around at the same time.

Zhang Jiayong raised his arm, easily blocked between Dao Geng's wrists, and pushed him out with all his might.

"Who are you?" Daugon asked in English.

"You're the real murderer of that foreign researcher, right?" Mr. Zhang said in broken English.

"Who the hell are you?" Dao Geng frowned, not expecting his deeds to be revealed.

"I am a man who upholds justice, who are you?" Mr. Zhang said.

"Justice, bullshit justice! The so-called justice is insignificant in the face of money! My name is Dao Geng, the number one killer in Europe and the United States!" said Dao Geng with a disdainful face, and then introduced himself arrogantly.

"dog?" Zhang Jiayong was surprised, there were still people with such names?

"It's Dao Geng! It's not Dog!" said Dao Geng with an angry face.

"I don't care if you're a dog or a white dog, I'm going to beat you to death now, and then hand you over to the police!" Zhang Jiayong looked at the already dark sky, and there was not much time left.

"You are looking for death! I am the number one killer in Europe and the United States!" said Dao Geng, stabbing at Zhang Jiayong with the dagger in his hand again.

This thorn is indeed quite powerful, but unfortunately, Dao Geng's speed is too slow, he has strength but no speed, and when he encounters a dexterous opponent like Zhang Jiayong, he can't exert his strength at all, and with Zhang Jiayong's strength, competing with Dao Geng can be regarded as bullying him!