Speaking kung fu, Huang Jingshan had already finished writing and looked at Zhang Fan.

"Do you have any ink?"

"I'll find you some cinnabar!" Zhang Fan teased: "How can I have this thing as a fisher!"

"That's it!" Huang Jingshan said, biting his finger on his fingerprints and pressing it into the instruction manual he wrote.

"Okay!" Huang Jingshan closed the notebook and handed it to Zhang Fan: "Old Zhang, I, Huang Jingshan, am sorry for you in this life, you take this!"

"What kind of thing did you write?" Zhang Fan opened it and glanced at it twice, but he didn't understand, "What's the matter, you still write poems?"

"Hahaha..."

The helpless Huang Jingshan could only smile in the face of Zhang Fan, who was illiterate: "This is highly confidential, don't let the police see it!"

"Okay, understood!" Zhang Fan stuffed his notebook into the bottom of the cabinet.

"Let's go drink!" Huang Jingshan raised the second pot and began to pour it into his stomach again.

"Drink!" Zhang Fan also raised his glass.

The night, dead silent, the darkness swallowing up what little light remained.

Huang Jingshan stood on the fishing boat and looked at the dark clouds in the sky and sighed secretly.

Suddenly, there was a little boy on the shore of the fishing boat, who was playing yo-yo.

Huang Jingshan saw at a glance who it was, so he tidied up his clothes and found a place to cross over.

"Li Tao, how do you know I'm here?" Huang Jingshan was a little suspicious, thinking about not appearing at the critical moment, people who appeared for no reason would definitely not act in good faith.

"Do you want revenge?" the boy said a few words, his face very calm.

"Yes, of course, I dream of it. ”

Huang Jingshan's voice was a little hoarse, his hands were a little trembling, and he put it on the boy's shoulder.

"Okay, you can die. ”

“...... What, I ......"

Huang Jingshan quickly took a few steps back, and a sharp blade pierced through his back.

"Don't worry, when you wake up, you'll find a different world ....... ”

It wasn't until the morning sun rose that the darkness gradually faded, and Deep Sea City entered a new day.

Cheng Hao, who got up early, took the hunting dogs and rat heads and the others to continue to inquire about Huang Jingshan's movements in the south of the city, but he was busy until noon and did not find any clues.

Cheng Hao and a few people found a nearby noodle restaurant for lunch.

"Brother, if you want me to say that Huang Jingshan can't be found, let's hand this matter over to the police!"

"yes!" the hound nodded, "It's still the police who are looking for someone!"

"It's not accurate, but we're just a clue," Rat Head continued

"Okay!" Cheng Hao nodded, there was no way for them to find it like this, and as he spoke, he took out his subordinates, and as soon as he unlocked the lock, a call came in, it was Cui Chengzhi.

"I was just going to call you!" Cheng Hao said.

"Don't say it, you should come to the police station quickly! Something happened!" said Cui Chengzhi on the other end of the phone.

"What's going on?" Cheng Hao suddenly felt a trace of displeasure.

"I can't say a word or two, come on, I'll wait for you at the door!" Cui Chengzhi hung up the phone after speaking.

At the same time, the proprietress of the noodle restaurant brought three bowls of noodles: "Three, the noodles are ready!"

Cheng Hao got up and threw it to the proprietress in front of him: "Go, go to the police station!"

The hound immediately followed Cheng Hao's footsteps out of the door, but he was bitter, and looked at the three bowls of hot noodles dryly: "Boss, can you pack it?"

"Rat Head, go!" the hound's urging was already sounding.

Guan couldn't think too much about it, and the rat head hurried out the door.

The proprietress was anxious: "Hey, the noodles haven't been packed yet!"

Starting the van, the three of them went straight to the urban criminal police team.

"What's the matter, brother is so anxious?" asked the rat head.

"You'll know when you go!" Cheng Hao finished speaking, and parked the van at the door of the criminal police team, "You two are waiting for me in the car!"

"Hmm!" the two men nodded.

Cheng Hao immediately got out of the van, Cui Chengzhi at the door was waiting, and when he saw Cheng Hao, he immediately greeted him.

The two talked as they walked.

"What's going on?" Cheng Hao said.

"I just got the news this morning, Huang Jingshan is dead!" Cui Chengzhi said.

"And then!" Cheng Hao then asked.

"It was the case reported by Zhang Fan from the fishing village along the river road. Cui Chengzhi said as he walked: "But the forensic doctor tested that the cause of Huang Jingshan's death was suicide!"

"The prisoner was detained by you?" Cheng Hao realized the problem.

"Sort of! Because he's responsible. Cui Chengzhi said, outside the interrogation room, Cui Chengzhi told Cheng Hao the details of the matter.

After understanding the whole thing, Cheng Hao said: "Where is the prisoner? I want to see him." ”

"Inside!" Cui Chengzhi pointed to the interrogation room in front of him.

"Smack!" The voice of deputy captain Zhao Xin came from the interrogation room: "Dead old man, do you know that it has constituted manslaughter!"

Hearing this, Cheng Hao was immediately furious and kicked open the door of the interrogation room.

Zhao Xin in the interrogation room was taken aback, but then glared at Cheng Hao angrily: "What are you doing, who let you in?"

"Go to Nima!" Cheng Hao stepped forward and grabbed Zhao Xin's neck and lifted him up.

"What are you doing, what are you doing?" several other criminal policemen took out in a panic, "Put down the deputy captain, you are attacking the police!"

"Put it all down for me!" At this moment, Cui Zhiming strode into the interrogation room.

Several team members saw the captain giving the order and put it away one after another.

"Cheng Hao, put people down!" Cui Zhiming said calmly.

Cheng Hao didn't pay attention to Cui Zhiming, a pair of vicious eyes stared at Zhao Xin and suddenly roared: "Don't you even understand the most basic respect?"

In the face of Cheng Hao's anger, Zhao Xin was taken aback, and he never had a good attitude towards criminals.

"Put people down!" Cui Zhiming reiterated again.

"Grass!" Cheng Hao scolded and threw Zhao Xin to the ground.

Zhao Xin, who was unrestrained, did not repent, and his first sentence said: "Arrest this attacker for me!"

"Presumptuous!" Cui Zhiming suddenly yelled.

"Captain, he attacked the police!" Zhao Xin defended himself.

"You don't even know that the old man is respecting, and you deserve to be beaten!" Cui Zhiming said to Zhao Xin fiercely: "If you are my son, I will kill you!"

Vice Captain Zhao Xin didn't dare to fight back, got up and left the interrogation room.

"Whew!" Cui Zhiming breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Brother, are you okay?" Cheng Hao hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

At this time, Zhang Fan felt a lot more relieved, and immediately began to pour bitter water: "This police station eats people, I have said it dozens of times since I asked in the morning!"

"It's okay!" Cheng Hao said and helped Zhang Fan up.

"Do you know Lao Zhangtou? It stands to reason that you are both from the same fishing village. ”

"Old Zhangtou, Uncle Zhang?"

"That's right, it's him. ”

"Isn't he dead?"

"What...... Dead, how died. ”

Cheng Hao was shocked, his eyes were full of disbelief, and he grabbed Zhang Fan's cuffs.

"Wait a minute, this is not a place where the case is not discussed!" Cui Zhiming stopped Cheng Hao.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Hao's calm words contained anger.