At eleven o'clock in the evening, the alley outside the South Fourth Ring Road was dim and silent, and most of the houses had turned off their lights.

"Slap", this is the crisp sound of the slap on the person's face, followed by the "plop" sound of the person's body falling to the ground with a heavy weight. "Brother Ming, don't, Brother Ming, please, listen to me......" Fifty meters outside the alley, in the dark night, a man curled up like a dog lying on the ground, and the two guys standing tall in front of him swept him with their peripheral lights while rubbing their hands. "Listen to you, what kind of fart can you put on!" Brother Ming squatted down and glared at the person who begged for mercy from him, "What do you want to say, 'raise your noble hand' and 'grace for a few days', don't you?" "Fuck your uncle!" The little brother behind Brother Ming took a step forward, grabbed the man's collar, and lifted him up, "The surname Jiang is that Brother Ming is too generous to you, so you don't take him seriously, right?" "No, no, no...... How dare I ......?" "I'm embarrassed to say that I don't dare?" The more than 10,000 yuan I owe has been delayed for so long! I will open a back door for you, and let you inquire about a woman, and the matter will be written off, how cheap it is for you! You are really capable, and you have messed it up. Say, are you sincere?" Without waiting for the other party to answer, the sturdy little brother grinded his teeth, put his hands down, and the unlucky man fell to the ground again. He had a blue nose and swollen face, and his ears, eyes and nostrils were dripping with blood, and he wanted to crawl over to hug Brother Ming's or younger brother's legs, but he couldn't even get out this little strength for a while, so he had to sit and lie down half-lying, begging: "Brother Ming...... Ask for ...... Please, give me ...... again A little time, then ...... Give me a chance......"

"No matter what, you must pay back the money, even the book will bring interest!" Brother Ming was like a fierce god, "This time, I will leave you a lesson first." After that, he shook his head, and the younger brother understood, turned around and walked to the pile of construction waste behind, picked up a steel water pipe, and held it up for Brother Ming to see. Brother Ming actually couldn't see it clearly, so he only said "yes", then half-squatted down and put his face close to the person who was about to receive a lesson: "If you can't do it in a week, this lesson will be left to your father, your mother or your uncle." Another week, another ......"

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly heard a "bang" behind him—it should be the sound of a water pipe falling to the ground, accompanied by the scream of the younger brother: "Oops—" but the cry stopped only halfway out. Without waiting for Brother Ming to turn his head to take a look, the little brother's body "flew down" sideways to him.

Brother Ming's previous arrogance was gone, and he involuntarily sat on his ass, becoming as frightened as the person he was going to teach a lesson. The younger brother passed out, and something pierced the kid's right hand, and blood flowed from the back of the hand. In an instant, he heard the footsteps of someone behind him approaching rapidly, and quickly turned around, only to see a fist coming towards him, and then his eyes went black, and he didn't know anything.

The young man surnamed Jiang curled up motionless, watching the figure of a man with a bowed head tightly wrapped in a black coat and hat covering the two Ming brothers on the ground. "Thank you......" Finally, he trembled and spit out a word, never thinking that this mysterious person slapped him happily with his hand, and hit the half of Brother Ming's face that he didn't hit just now. "Don't, don't...... A good man spares his life. It was also this moment that he felt that this person was wearing rubber gloves, which doubled the fear in his heart, and his legs trembled. "Are you Jiang Xiaoshan?" the mysterious man asked in a strange tone. Jiang Xiaoshan didn't dare to answer. "Isn't it?" Seeing that the person who had knocked over Brother Ming and his younger brother raised his hand again, Jiang Xiaoshan swallowed and spit, and said, "Yes, I am." ”

Xing Tian pinched his throat with one hand and spoke, and smiled secretly in his heart: The situation I just discussed with that girl two days ago, but I didn't expect to teach me to meet it tonight.

On that day, White Snake came to Xingtian's house and reported what he had found in the skillful cake shop. "Well done. I'll have to go through the existing clues, and if it's okay, you can go back and rest. Xing Tian was going to sit down and sort out his thoughts, but the white snake said, "Uncle Xu, there is one more thing, that is...... Cause...... I'm not very good at talking. "It's okay, you can say whatever you want. Is it about Zhuo Wu?" Seeing her shy, Xing Tian thought that he had guessed the key. "Well, it's something to do with him, but it's not what you think. "I didn't think about anything, you say. ""Next door to the cake shop...... I heard it first, and then I couldn't help but lean over and see that in the hair salon next door, a small couple, lying there...... That one...... You understand, right?" Xingtian's face turned red. "On the way back, I couldn't help it...... Told Zhuo Wu about it, and then ......" "Don't say it, I don't want to listen to it!" Xingtian said loudly. "I'm not what you think. After listening to what I said, he made an assumption: if it was not a couple, but ...... The man is in ...... What should I do if I see that woman?"

This stopped Xingtian, he could taste the unfinished meaning of the White Snake's words, and he realized that he had never consciously thought about this question. Did there ever be an occasional conflict between duty and morality in the group's past operations?

"I'm a police officer, and if I get into something like this, it's a matter of course. Xingtian was silent for a long time, Fang Dao. "So, what about us?" asked White Snake. Xingtian fell silent again, and he did not persuade White Snake to call the police on an anonymous phone, because that suggestion was perfunctory.

Tonight, he also came to find Jiang Xiaoshan - with Tang Yuexia's name, it was easier for the old criminal policeman to find her address and relatives in Beijing. At present, in addition to the information brought back by the White Snake, Xingtian has also made some intriguing gains after obtaining some information from the civil affairs department in Hunan through the Internet with the help of the household registration police who used to be at the same police station, under the pretext of perfection, such as the fact that in the past three years, there is no marriage record of Zheng Haohui, who bought a villa in Beijing! It is true that they may have been registered in the place where the woman's household registration is located, but Miss Jia Yan's information cannot be checked, and what Xing Tian suspects is that Zheng Haohui and Jia Yan have not become husband and wife in the legal sense at all. Today's young people usually get a license before getting married, even if there is a long time between the two steps. On the other hand, these two people have all the wine, why haven't they registered yet? So, Dante's assumption floated again—"Jia Yan" is just a fake name, and she is actually Tang Ying.

Xingtian is reluctant to admit the possibility of this hypothesis, but if it is true, then it is very likely that Tang Ying, or Tang Ying and Zheng Haohui, are just pawns in a careful plan. And will she, or they, be given up in the end? Xing Tian didn't know until he found someone to play chess.