The sharp and short cry for help pierced the quiet canteen through the earpiece, and even Fei Du, who was sitting opposite, heard it, and Luo Wenzhou called back again, but he couldn't get through.

Although there was only one voice, Luo Wenzhou still heard that it was Chen Zhen, the driver of the black car.

Chen Zhen reported Wang Hongliang because he had eavesdropped on Chen Yuan's phone call, and some speculations that sounded like his own chasing after the wind and shadows, but he could not come up with real evidence.

I don't know if Chen Yuan was afraid that he would not even leave anything for his family, or whether Wang Hongliang searched all the clues in the name of "anti-drug" after killing people. In short, what Luo Wenzhou got from Chen Zhen was only an old photo album from his sister.

When they parted, Luo Wenzhou could clearly feel the young man's unwillingness, and specially instructed him: "If there is no evidence, don't talk nonsense to others, let alone check it yourself, call me at any time if you think of anything - even if you take the risk to find evidence, it may be useless, and we may not think it is effective." ”

Luo Wenzhou thought that this sentence was thoroughly explained from emotion to reason, and it should be enough to make Chen Zhen's kid stay honest, but who knew that he had an accident in less than a day.

Luo Wenzhou immediately pushed the shrimp plate in front of Fei Du: "You eat first, clean up the plate yourself after eating, I have something to do, go first." ”

Fei Du didn't say yes, he didn't say no, he slowly poked open a carton of lemon black tea, took a sip, felt sour and bitter, it was really not for people to drink, so he threw it aside, and watched the back of Luo Wenzhou leaving in a hurry thoughtfully.

Luo Wenzhou had Chen Zhen's contact information, but Fang Cai's number was completely unfamiliar, and he called the Lu Bureau while driving to Huacheng City at a gallop.

"Uncle Lu, it's me, I'm in a hurry, I don't have time to apply for approval now, can you find a way to find someone to locate the two numbers for me."

The Lu Bureau answered the phone call for no reason during off-duty hours, and was not surprised: "What number, where are you?" ”

Luo Wenzhou quickly reported the strange phone call between Chen Zhen and Fang Cai.

Lu Ju hurriedly wrote it down, and asked before he hung up: "What is your situation now, can you guarantee your safety?" ”

"Contemptible, my surname is An Mingquan." Luo Wenzhou smiled indistinctly, and then he slammed the steering wheel, turned around from Nanping Avenue, and went straight to the West District.

The night was sweltering without warning, and the summer mood was pressing, with the occasional bird whizzing through the sea of cars, almost touching the ground, suggesting that a heavy rain was coming.

Friday's evening rush hour usually lasts longer, but fortunately this is the last day of odd and even restrictions, and the central business district warms up over the weekend, and the huge open-air "canopy" spreads out a dazzling LED picture, and those night lights relentlessly chase people passing by, through the wide street, shuttling through Luo Wenzhou's car, until he completely turns into the complicated streets of the West District, and then dies down.

The land bureau was neat and reliable, and it didn't take long for a technician to call Luo Wenzhou back - Chen Zhen's mobile phone was located near Guanjing West Street in the West District, and the location of the strange phone should be very close to him, his real name was registered, and the number belonged to a woman named "Wu Xuechun".

"Wu Xuechun," Luo Wenzhou was a little surprised, "is a person with a name and a surname?" ”

"Yes, that's the name," the technician replied in the affirmative, "Team Luo, I'll send her ID information to your phone later." ”

The navigation prompted that he had arrived near the "Guanjing West Street", and Luo Wenzhou slowed down the speed - the reason why he dared to come over alone in the middle of the night was because he was sure that Wang Hongliang would not dare to do anything to him.

A slut like Wang Hongliang is accustomed to bullying the upper and lower, being polite and distinct, and dividing people into three, six, nine, and so on, in his place, some people are not worth mentioning ants, and they will be crushed to death, and some people hate it, and he can only pinch his nose and stutter.

Although Luo Wenzhou himself is nothing, fortunately, his father has not retired yet.

If Chen Zhen was in danger in the process of calling him for help, then the other party must have known about his deposit, the number had been registered, and it was easy to track, Wang Hongliang should immediately understand that it was only a matter of time before Luo Wenzhou came over.

According to common sense, Wang Hongliang will now take the initiative to contact him, test his attitude, and seek a private solution.

However, until now, it has not been.

Luo Wenzhou immediately realized that no matter what happened that night, Wang Hongliang probably didn't know it yet, and maybe his subordinates made their own decisions.

It's dangerous, but it's definitely an opportunity.

Luo Wenzhou's mobile phone rang, Wu Xuechun's ID card information came over, and he parked the car at the entrance of Guanjing West Street.

Guanjing West Street is a "pedestrian street" with open-air barbecue, night market and "big health care" - this place can only be walked, because illegal stalls occupy the road everywhere, except for "dogs riding rabbits", other motor vehicles cannot drive into it.

The air is filled with the smell of smoky barbecue, the shirtless man fried the snails in the iron pot to a "whoosh" sound, the special "service staff" with heavy makeup and bright makeup stood at the corner of the street, and the business of skewers was not delayed, the smell of the sewer turned up one after another, and there were a few people not far away who were blatantly scooping up gutter oil.

Luo Wenzhou's eyes swept around, almost suffocated by the crowd, he pondered for a moment, and walked towards a black car assembly point.

The black car drivers gave themselves "off work" early, and were gathering together to gamble, a middle-aged man with good luck scolded and smashed the poker on the car cover, and laughed out a mouthful of big yellow teeth: "Fuck, how about it, accept it or not, pay for it!" ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and asked his companion for a cigarette, but before his companion could make an offering, a hand suddenly reached behind him, handed him a cigarette, and lit it for him.

Several black car drivers turned around in unison and saw a man with wide shoulders and long legs, who was very eye-catching.

It was Luo Wenzhou.

"Dude, I'll ask you something." Luo Wenzhou politely sent out a circle of cigarettes, and said with a smile, "Yesterday, I limited my number and took a brother's car, and I didn't pay attention to the contract I just signed and threw it in the car." The contract is just a few pieces of paper, and it's not worth a penny to others, but if I can't get it back, I have to commit suicide and apologize - I won't let you help in vain, whoever sees it sues me, I have a heavy thanks. ”

Luo Wenzhou did what he said, without ambiguity, speaking of which, he was not in a hurry to ask, but opened his wallet first, and handed over a red banknote: "Excuse me, help me pass the news out, I will definitely not be bad." ”

He was a good trick at deception - he provided the model and shape of the black car in detail, but the license plate number was deliberately ambiguous, only saying the first two letters and the last number, passing by, and then describing the image of the driver in a figurative manner.

The black car drivers have their own organization and territory division, and this information is enough for them to discuss and come to a conclusion: "Is it Chen Zhen's kid?" ”

Luo Wenzhou closed his mouth at the right time, his eyes were level, and he hesitated to float among several people, floating out of a daze that could be fake.

Under the bounty, the black drivers quickly dispersed the game and silently sneaked into the narrow alleys that extended in all directions, Luo Wenzhou lit a cigarette for himself, and before he finished smoking, he had already gotten the news he wanted - someone claimed to have seen Chen Zhen's car parked on the side of the road and gave him the exact location and Chen Zhen's phone number.

The phone number must not be available, Luo Wenzhou quickly settled the cash, and asked the man to take him to the place where Chen Zhen parked - it was an open-air parking lot outside Guanjing West Street, and the parking space was planned, but no one took care of it. Chen Zhen's second-hand old car was parked alone on the side of the road, and people came and went nearby, but the owner of the car was nowhere to be seen.

There is the only surveillance camera in the parking lot, and I don't know which bear child broke half of it, apparently the bones are cold.

The one who provided the clues probably felt that he made money too easily, and he was a little reluctant, so he volunteered to inquire about the whereabouts of the car owner Chen Zhen.

Luo Wenzhou circled around Chen Zhen's car alone, and found a cigarette butt falling outside the driver's door, leaving a distraught footprint when the person standing here stepped on the cigarette ash.

Luo Wenzhou stood still at the footprints, leaned his back against the car door, and looked around.

Chen Zhen ignored his warnings and acted in private, most of which were in a very enthusiastic state, so what was he doing standing here alone, smoking several cigarettes in a row? Is it suddenly undecided about what you are doing?

Still is...... Who are you waiting for?

At this time, the person who had just collected the money trotted all the way back, and whispered to Luo Wenzhou: "I think you might as well put a note on his car, and turn around to let him see and contact you, just now I heard from the clothes seller over there that she had an impression of Chen Zhen, that kid stood here strangely for a long time, and then went to the 'Hongfu Grand View'." ”

Luo Wenzhou: "Hongfu Grand View? ”

"That's it!" The messenger raised his hand and pointed to it, just opposite Chen Zhen's parking place, was a brightly lit entertainment center, with a big sign of "billiards, chess, massage, KTV" hanging at the door, and a row of cars parked at the door.

Luo Wenzhou quietly sent the information of "Hongfu Building, East Exit of Guanjing Street, West District of the Flower Market, Request for Support" to the Lu Bureau, sent the messenger in a few words, circled around the Hongfu Building, and after knowing the surrounding environment, he grabbed a handful of hair and swaggered in.

The hall is paved with heavy marble, and the bulbs are broken under the European-style chandelier, and the light is a little dim.

Luo Wenzhou didn't see it, went straight to the front desk, stretched out his hand and knocked on the table: "Book a private room, and friends will come over later." ”

Immediately, he casually picked up the wine list next to him, and his eyes quickly swept over the list of wines that were fifty percent more expensive than those on the market, and ordered a lot as if he didn't notice it.

The front desk didn't expect such a big customer with a lot of stupid money to fall from the sky, and he was busy registering his list: "Sir, please slow down......

Luo Wenzhou suddenly stopped.

The front desk looked up suspiciously, only to see the "guest" looking at her fixedly, his eyes were ambiguous and meaningful, and he lowered his voice and asked, "How much can you designate a 'waiter' for this minimum consumption?" ”

After a pause at the front desk, he showed a smile of "I understand very well", also lowered his voice, and gently took out a photo album from under the table and pushed it over: "You can take a look at the photos first." ”

The "art photo" of Yishui in the album is very unartistic, all of them are snake spirits with heavy makeup, and a wave of nude photos from the urban-rural junction is blowing in the face.

Luo Wenzhou flipped through the album twice from beginning to end, deliberately showing a little impatience: "This photo is so bad that my mother can't recognize it, do you have a normal point?" ”

The front desk was about to reply, but saw Luo Wenzhou leaning forward slightly, he seemed to be unable to act, and he was impatient to "try to see" and asked: "Do you have one named Wu Xuechun?" ”