"Okay, okay, you can slowly figure out these things about the sesame seeds and rotten grains by yourself, and tell the story! It's the sixties! Yang Wu extinguished the cigarette butt, just now I heard Wei Hou say that Uncle Feng used to be a soldier when he was young, and he also joined forces with a person from Zhang Fenggu to eradicate the largest illegal organization in Hainan at that time.

Later, I didn't know how to do it, so I suddenly abandoned the light and turned to the dark, and slowly became the big gang that covers the sky with one hand today. But he also said that these are just heard, and no one knows how much credibility there is.

"Almost everyone believes that Uncle Feng was a soldier back then, because legend has it that he has four or five gunshot wound scars on his body."

Yang Wu slapped the table and said angrily, "Nonsense, if you have a gunshot wound on your body, you have been a soldier?" The bandits who were killed by bullets in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China are all considered soldiers? ”

Wei Hou bowed his head and was silent, Yang Wu felt that his powerful logic was simply against the sky, and he was proud of it, adding a stroke to Feng Henian's notes, "It is unlikely that he was born a soldier." ”

"He was definitely a soldier."

Zhang Han said this coldly, and Yang Wu asked, "What do you say?" ”

I thought that Zhang Han had some high opinions, and he could find important details that were ignored by ordinary people from clues, but he didn't expect Zhang Han to say, "I guess." ”

Yang Wugang drew out the soldier he had written, and rewrote it again in disappointment.

"Okay, okay, skip this question, continue to talk about the rest, and leave all the nonsense for me."

Zhang Han said, "You Black Feather Gang are all involved with anyone in Hainan's political and police circles, and you will say it all one by one. ”

Wei Hou was a little embarrassed, he couldn't speak, Yang Wu's temper suddenly attacked, and Wei Hou trembled when he slapped the table, picked up the empty cigarette case and threw it in his face,

"You dare to miss one."

"No, no, no, but I really don't know about this."

"What did you say!"

Yang Wu got up and thought like Zhang Han, Wei Hou mentioned it, but his arm strength was not enough, so he could only scare and scare him.

"Didn't you just say you knew, and you want to regret it? Believe it or not, I fed you to the monkeys! ”

Wei Hou was very nervous and hurriedly explained,

"I know, but I don't mean that, I mean I know who knows the list you want, not who is involved with the Black Feather Gang."

Yang Wu slowly sent Wei Hou away's collar, frowned and thought for a while, and asked Zhang Han's opinion, Zhang Han felt that since such a small character had never even seen Feng Henian, it was natural that he didn't know about this list.

"Tell me, who has that list."

"Zhao Cripple, he has always been unilaterally responsible for contacting them, and almost all major actions will notify Zhao Cripple in advance, and then he will remind the people in the gang to pay attention to avoid the limelight, so..."

"So every time we go to check over the years, you have avoided it!" Yang Wu was greatly annoyed and finished adding what Wei Hou had to say.

Next, Wei Hou's mouth was full of inconsequential clues, all of which were asked by Zhang Han, Yang Wu just silently took notes on the side, and finally wrote a whole book, which was densely packed with travel records, living habits, height and appearance, etc.

Back in the office, Yang Wu looked at the notes he had made, suddenly thought of something, opened the drawer, took out the golden thorn rose lying quietly from a physical evidence box, and handed it to Zhang Han.

"Return to its rightful owner."

Zhang Han took it and withdrew the magazine, the last bullet had been emptied inside, and the whole body was brand-new, leaving its only scratch at the muzzle.

Yang Wu continued to look at the notes, "Do you want me to send someone to keep an eye on them?" ”

Zhang Han took back the golden thorn rose and shook his head, took the information from Yang Wu's hand, and left without saying thank you, leaving Yang Wu alone with the pen in his hand.

"Damn, I've worked hard for a long time to take notes! He took it without even saying thank you. ”

Zhang Han walked to the door of the bureau and called Liuzi.

"Hey, Brother Han."

On the other end of the phone, Ben Liu seemed to be busy, and several people kept shouting and shouting to kill.

"Stop playing, there's work to do."

Ten minutes later, a car drove to the side of the road, opened the door and Zhang Han sat on it, Ben Liu asked triumphantly,

"How's this car?"

"Where did you come from?"

"I borrowed it from a few rich second generations just now, but I can't do it."

It turned out that Ben Liu had an argument with a few people in a bar just now, and he borrowed two cars to come to Zhang Han.

"Go to this address."

Zhang Han took out the notebook and pointed to the residence of Lao Qi, the hall master of the Black Feather Gang Yanlong Hall, and said to Liuzi.

Enter the GPS navigation on the car into the street, Ben Liu followed the address and raced, because it was someone else's car did not worry about violations or red lights and other problems, and soon arrived at No. 171 Fuxin Road.

This is a decent villa, the door is closed tightly, there seems to be no one inside, Zhang Han gave Ben Liu a look, the tacit understanding between the two for many years let him know what to do, kicked the door open and then dodged, sure enough, a grenade fell from the door, the pull ring has been pulled off the string, Zhang Han flew up and kicked out, and exploded in the courtyard in the distance.

"Who is this person, who still knows to leave some food for us."

"One of the people who participated in the killing of He Tian, the Black Feather Gang Yanlong Hall Master Lao Qi, be careful."

Ben Liu nodded, every room in the villa was carefully checked, there was nothing, the wardrobe in the bedroom was turned into a mess, if it wasn't a thief who came in, or the owner hurriedly packed up his things and ran away, and this place is also where the five hall masters of the Black Feather Gang live, and it is unlikely that the little thief will come.

Zhang Han touched the thick dust on the table, "He must still be in Hainan." ”

Ben Liu smashed a photo frame, took out several photos from it, handed them to Zhang Han and asked, "Which one is the seventh?" ”

Zhang Han picked out the photo of the seventh child, and the sixth son found a pen and wrote his name and scolded, "Damn, I'm actually darker than your grandfather!" Burn the boiler in your last life. ”

"Brother Han, there's no one here, let's go."

"It's too cheap for him to go."

"Yes, yes,,!" Ben Liu was about to take off his pants and jump on the bed as he spoke, Zhang Han kicked him and said, "Go, move the gas tank from the kitchen." ”

"That's right!" A minute later, Ben Liu happily carried over the three gas canisters, shook them twice, and two of them were full, put them in the middle of the living room, piled up flammable materials, made a simple timer device, and the two left.

Making a timer is a piece of cake for Liuzi, no more, no less, exactly three minutes later, the gas released came into contact with the flame of a small match, and with a bang, the concentration of seven percent in the air just formed a gas flash explosion, and all the glass in the villa was shattered in an instant, and the air was in contact with the raging fire that devoured everything that could be burned, the black flames licked the roof, and the remaining two gas canisters also continued to react in the high temperature.

After a while, there was an earth-shattering explosion in the villa, and with a loud bang, the villa was blown up to the sky, and the power of the two gas canisters was not inferior to that of aerial bombs, Zhang Han, who had already gone away, stopped the car and looked back, leaving only a pile of ruins.

"Tut-tut, it's a pity, such a good villa, it came out in too much hurry, if I was asked to bring more things, I would definitely be able to play more fancy than this."

"Okay, let's go, there will be opportunities in the future."

Next is Zhao Cripple's home, an antique teahouse, where he usually lives, a red sports car parked in the distance and did not attract much attention from others, and waited for two hours for Zhao Cripple to come out of it.

"This old man is good enough, and he brings seven or eight bodyguards with him before he goes out..."A breeze blew, and Ben Liu also noticed that these bodyguards were all carrying guys without exception. Facing the concentrated fire attack of eight pistols is also quite a challenge.

Ben Liu rummaged around in the car, found a camera aimed at Zhao Cripple, and rummaged in it, all of which were photos of the rich second generation getting together and holding a girl in their arms, naked, how salty and wet the scene was.

"Fuck his uncle, this group of dogs is just owed, Lao Tzu has never played like this in his life, this posture... This position... This number... It's a! ”

Liuzi scolded while watching, and turned to the last one with great interest, and was a little disappointed when he saw that it was gone, but Zhang Han carefully wrote down all the newly discovered things in his notebook, so as not to make mistakes when he started, and did everything well.

"Brother Han, this seems to be a woman, you see."

Liuzi pointed to the thorn notebook, which clearly stated that the female was 29 years old.

"Go to the next one and see who takes Peng Hu's place."

A few minutes later, following the address in the notebook, I came to a mountain, and the navigation here suddenly failed, and there was no signal to be found, only a flock of sheep grazing in the distance, bleating incessantly, and the old man followed behind to drive the flock.

"Old man, how do I get to this address?"

The old man may have been old, and his eyes were very bad, so he stared at it for a while, shook his head, and said a few words in dialect with a solemn expression that he did not understand, and drove the sheep away.

"What a broken address, what kind of nonsense did that old man say, what a evil door!"

Zhang Han looked at the mountains and wondered if Yang Wu was mistaken, there were only some small forests and endless mountain roads here, and there was no signal yet, how much did the master of Sujin Hall who succeeded Peng Hu have to eat before he chose to live here?

"Brother Han, look at those three people!"

Zhang Han looked in the direction pointed by Liuzi, three men and a woman wearing jackets with a lot of luggage behind them, and a military shovel on them were walking this way, one of them was a fat man.

"Hello..."

They came over and handed Zhang Han and Ben Liu a cigarette and said,

"Brother, ask for directions, how to get there in Yishan?"

Ben Liu put a cigarette clip on his ear and looked at each other with very strange eyes.

"You are..."

"Oh, my name is Wang Kaixuan, you can call me fat, that is Hu Bayi, that is Shirley Yang..."

Ben Liuer kicked him down without saying a word, and kicked and beat him, "me, get out!" (I'm sorry, I can't help but spoof a ghost blowing the lamp...) ）

As soon as the three of them left, several high-powered jeeps rumbled over in the distance, passing unimpeded on the rugged mountain road, and their intuition told Zhang Han. There might be someone in the car he's looking for.