The sharp cone was so thin that it didn't make a sound to stab or draw, not even a drop of blood, and 317 turned and disappeared into the ghost.

When Chang Chang -

The sound attracted the attention of the neighbors, and the young black-clothed ghost at the table couldn't help but look back, and behind him stood a stranger with a blank gaze, and a dagger had just fallen from the ground, and the sound was from the dagger.

The man continued to stand still for a few seconds, and suddenly fell to the ground on his back and began to spasm, his expression painful like a ghost!

Only then did someone scream: "Murder! ”

There was a big mess immediately, knocking over the bench and limping, only the black-clad ghost with the pocket watch in his hand still stared blankly at the man on the ground who was about to breathe.

……

Standing outside the door of the gambling house, Zhang Fugui put the silver pocket watch in his inner pocket, then took out a cigarette to light it, and then took a puff, a police officer walked out of the gambling house to him, stretched out his hand to ask him for a cigarette, and said: "There are no documents, and no one has seen this person at the scene." Second brother, you said he was behind you at the time? ”

Zhang Fugui nodded: "How did he die?" ”

Police officer Zhang Tianbao threw away the extinguished matchstick: "Let someone stab him from behind, it should be with an awl or something, it's not short." ”

Looking up at the sky, Zhang Fugui suddenly said, "It's been cloudy for a few days, right?" It doesn't rain either, so it's annoying. By the way, Master Li...... How's it going? ”

"You're asking uncle? He...... I haven't been back for a long time, so I guess it's still like that, right? ”

"You really don't know?"

"I really don't know."

Before half of the cigarette in his hand was burned, he was left on the ground by Zhang Fugui and stepped on it: "Do you know about Ding Er?" ”

"Ding Er?" Zhang Tianbao rolled his eyes: "The one who died in the cell of your detective team?" ”

"Yes."

"All I heard was that he was killed in prison. Isn't that an unsolved case of your detective team? ”

Standing next to this stuffy and shabby street, Zhang Fugui also had sweat on his face, but he couldn't feel the heat, Zhang Fugui felt that he had just died in the gambling house, this must be coming for him, the more he thought about it, the cooler his back became, but he didn't expect that he had fallen into a dog now, how could he still attract flies? In this case, it shows that the person who wants to kill him is not because of his traitorous skin at all.

What is even more incomprehensible is that the killer who wanted to kill him died, and who killed this?

Bidding farewell to Zhang Tianbao, Zhang Fugui didn't even dare to take a short walk in a remote alley, preferring to hang the street far away, he thought that he had once again become the meat on the board, and the deadline was approaching!

Worried all the way, he went back to the detective team directly, so he didn't care, it was safe to stay in the detective team, but now he has no office, his office was occupied by the new detective team captain, and he saw that the four strong characters of 'embarrassed and treacherous' were still hanging on the office wall and had not been replaced, Zhang Fugui's mood was much better, and the new captain seemed to be a man of temperament, maybe he was good to talk to!

"What do you say? Don't want to go out in the field? ”

"Team Shen, I won't tell you, someone wants to kill me. I can't walk around the streets anymore, just let me go back to the team and sweep the floor. ”

"Someone is going to kill you?" Captain Shen behind the desk stared at Zhang Fugui for a long time, and suddenly began to laugh: "Zhang Fugui, can you be professional?" Brothers, which one is not afraid of the dark? What month does not tick the red letter on the roster? If you say that, do I have to take all my brothers back into the team and sweep the floor and sprinkle water every day? Don't forget, my new official has not yet started to light the first fire! Do you understand? ”

Zhang Fugui had no choice but to click for a long time, this is true, it is really incomprehensible, good eloquence, and ask if you understand, others don't understand Zhang Fugui must understand, one by one when you get on the throne, you forget how high the sky is, you are really not afraid of falling to death!

"Team Shen, I've only been out of prison for a few days, and I haven't received my salary yet. Still, I've got you covered! As he spoke, he took out a beautiful silver pocket watch from his arms and respectfully handed it to the desk: "I wish you a great future, longevity and heaven!" ”

Seeing that Captain Shen's eyes lit up, he picked up the pocket watch and turned it over and over in his hand, pressed the case with joy, and subconsciously praised: "Not bad!" Hey, the silver! Southerly? What do you mean? ”

"There has been light in the Sanqing Temple! It's not just a pocket watch, it's a talisman! ”

……

The great ideal of staying in the detective team to sweep the floor and sprinkle water has been realized, at least it is safe during the day, but after work, the unknown sense of danger comes again, in order to prevent being stared at, Zhang Fugui deliberately waited until it was dark, and did not go out of the door and walked through the back door; Contrary to the day, this time he didn't go to the street but only went through the dark alleys, and the destination was not his kennel, but Chunxiu Building, only by spending the night there, he had a sense of security, and now he was a complete mourning dog!

I thought I had just died, and there were always a few days of respite; thought that the darkness of the alley could hide his escape; It has been less than ten minutes since he left the detective team, and Zhang Fugui has already regretted it!

He was running desperately in the dark alleyway, because he felt being followed, and he turned his head again and again, but he couldn't see anything, his ears were buzzing, and he couldn't even hear his own hasty breathing and heartbeat, and he couldn't imagine that the other party was so anxious to let him die!

Sharply turned another corner, strode into a new dark alleyway, this alley was only a few dozen meters long, and the street under the dark light could be seen at the entrance of the alley in front of him, as long as he held on to the last few dozen meters, he would rush out of the dead realm, but hope would be dashed before the boundary that was about to be reached.

A figure stood at the entrance of the alley ahead, with a posture and silhouette, clearly holding a gun; Zhang Fugui finally hurried a few steps, gasped in pain and stopped in the middle of the dark alley, helplessly turned his head, and a figure stopped at the dark alley at the back end of the road, and the posture and silhouette obviously raised the gun!

This dark alley is destined to be the last place, no matter how unwilling Zhang Fugui is, there is no chance to escape, and there is no chance to touch the gun to do a dying struggle, because his gun is lost again today, he can only lean his back against one side of the wall in despair, look ahead and look at the back, in the last few seconds, he did not use it to reflect on the harm of gambling, but regretted it, maybe...... Lu Airlines' pocket watch...... It's really a talisman......

Suddenly the gunshots rang out violently!

The muzzle flame burst at the front of the roadway, and the muzzle flame also flashed at the back of the roadway, and the invisible ballistics staggered in front of Zhang Fugui, again and again, flashing and flashing, Zhang Fugui's mind was blank, and he didn't even feel that he was kneeling.

Poof—one fell.

Poof—one more fell.

Zhang Fugui finally showed himself kneeling, he hadn't fallen yet, and the two people who fell were the two at both ends of the alley.

When he walked towards the figure who fell to the ground who was still moving, Zhang Fugui's legs were still weak, and he had to hold on to one side of the alley wall with his hand.

Picking up the shell gun on the ground, he pointed it at the person who was lying on the ground coughing up blood, and his unconscious tone was almost roaring: "Who are you?" Why? ”

He seemed to be trying to suppress the pain, and in the dim light, the blood that coughed up the corners of his mouth looked black: "...... Cough...... I can only ...... Plant the vegetables in pots...... Ahem......"

I could only plant the vegetables in the pots, and he just repeated this sentence until he could no longer cough up blood, and all he could think about was the vegetables planted in the broken pots......