At half past six in the morning, Commissioner Huang got up early.

I have to say that last night's sleep was relatively average, although the bed in the uncle's house was very comfortable, but there was less snoring and grinding teeth of two people, and the commissioner said that he was really a little unaccustomed.

After washing up in the bathroom, Huang Xiaobei saw that Uncle Liu hadn't woken up yet, so he picked up the key that Uncle Liu had put in the living room, and walked out of the house to buy breakfast.

When standing in front of the breakfast truck in the community to buy breakfast, Commissioner Huang also said hello to other residents in the community who bought breakfast by the way, and chatted very cordially, showing an unusually close relationship.

Nothing else, having a good relationship with neighbors is the code of conduct of Commissioner Huang.

And I have to live here for a long time in the future, and I have to have a good relationship with my neighbors, so that if there are any discounted eggs in the future, I guess I can call one.

Therefore, the targets of Commissioner Huang's greetings are basically old men and old ladies over 50 years old.

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After buying breakfast and returning home, Huang Xiaobei found that Uncle Liu had woken up, but he actually changed out of his pajamas and put on a leather jacket, and was currently wearing pants, looking like he was going out.

Huang Xiaobei didn't know that the uncle was going out, so he smiled and raised the breakfast in his hand.

"Uncle, do you like steamed buns, fritters and porridge? If you don't want to eat it, the tofu brain downstairs seems to be good. ”

Uncle Liu's expression was a little anxious, and after sitting on the sofa and putting on his socks, he hurriedly picked up the car keys on the table and nodded indiscriminately.

"Okay, okay, you eat first, you eat first, just leave some for me when you're done."

Huang Xiaobei looked at the anxious old Uncle Liu in front of him curiously, not knowing what he was going to do.

"Uncle, aren't you on vacation? Where is this going? ”

As soon as he heard Huang Xiaobei's words, Uncle Liu pulled down his face, grabbed the fritters in the breakfast bag, and said while biting.

"Hey, don't mention it, there was an explosion in the Chu Group last night, it is said that the building steel and glass that were hoarded in the underground warehouse were blown into a mess, although no bodies were found at the scene, but it must be dead, there was blood on the ground, and the management of the Chu Group also said that they had six employees missing."

Old Uncle Liu had already run to the gate and was putting on his shoes with a shoehorn.

"The people from the city bureau went at four o'clock in the morning, and now they are at the scene, and I have to take someone to see it quickly."

Listening to the uncle's words, Commissioner Huang couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Chu's Group?

Hey, isn't this Chu Zifeng's scumbag company? Oh no, it's Chu Zifeng's scumbag father's company.

Anyway, this warehouse has been blown up, and eighty percent of them have offended the enemy and been sought revenge, right? Well, quite possibly, quite possibly.

"Uncle, be careful when you go on a mission, but when will you be back?" Huang Xiaobei asked with concern.

Uncle Liu took out a spare key from his arms and threw it to him.

"Not necessarily, it may be early or late, you have this spare key, and if you have nothing to do during the day, you can go out to play, I left five hundred yuan on the table, but remember to come back at six o'clock at night to eat, but don't go to any messy places."

Huang Xiaobei took the key and nodded.

"Oh, then you walk slowly."

Uncle Liu nodded, then closed the door and went to explore the crime scene.

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After breakfast, Commissioner Huang put the rest of the breakfast in the refrigerator, and then sat in the living room alone and watched TV.

In the empty home, there is no other sound except the sound of the TV, and the only thing in Nuoda's home is empty.

Huang Xiaobei stared at the romance drama on TV, and his face was full of words that I was bored.

Even when he saw his favorite female No. 1 and No. 2 tearing scenes, Commissioner Huang dozed off when he watched it.

Nothing else, it's just boring.

Commissioner Huang lay crookedly on the sofa, propped his head with his hands, and muttered quietly.

"I didn't expect it to be so boring to go home and rest, I knew I wouldn't come back, and I didn't have any fun playing poker with the old guard and the dead bald heads, forget it, let's get some sleep."

With the TV on, Commissioner Huang turned around and fell asleep on the sofa.

Probably God doesn't want Commissioner Huang to lie at home and sleep so boringly.

No, about two hours later, around ten o'clock, Huang Xiaobei received a call from his card friend Weslin.

"Hey Xiaobei, what are you doing?"

Commissioner Huang rubbed his worried eyes and said in a daze, "Go back to sleep." ”

The old guard on the other end of the phone heard that this guy could only sleep when he was idle, so he hurriedly said.

"Don't sleep, the eldest lady is preparing the dishes for the cooking competition now, you hurry up and come back and try it together, it's too late, we won't give you anything left."

"Yo? Lady cooking? You wait, I'll be back right away...... Well, will she do it? ”

Old Wei Le looked at the eldest lady who was making preparations beside him.

"It should be, and the chef's uniform that the eldest lady is wearing today is beautiful, that's called a cute, anyway, we're all here, come back quickly."

After saying that, the old guard hung up the phone.

Commissioner Huang blinked his eyes in confusion.

Pretty chef outfit today?

Does this have anything to do with being able to cook?

Without thinking much about it, Commissioner Huang took the money and keys left by his uncle, and ran out of the house happily.

It doesn't matter if what she makes is delicious or not, I won't eat it if it's not delicious, so I just went back to make a pot of poker with Lao Wei's bald head.

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Holding a Changbai Mountain in his hand, Commissioner Huang smiled and returned to the hotel from the back door of the hotel with a feeling of returning home.

Looking at the cigarettes he had just bought for more than 100 in his hand, Commissioner Huang couldn't help but raise his chin triumphantly.

How's this correspondent interesting, right? Also know to bring something back and see them.

Well, when the time comes, give Carl's grandson a box, and it will be regarded as returning him before.

When the old guard and the dead bald head saw that I had bought a gift, they were also moved to call me a few times dad

By the way, I am dividing two boxes for Brother Maozi, Brother Maozi is a good person.

Chu Zifeng? Roll on, this commissioner doesn't like to contact scumbags.

Commissioner Huang smiled and pushed open the back door of the hotel and entered the lobby.

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As soon as he stepped into the hotel lobby, the smile on Commissioner Huang's face froze, because he suddenly smelled a strange stench!

The smell wasn't too strong, but it permeated every corner of the air.

What about describing this strange stench? It's probably like throwing a sour sock that hasn't been washed for a week into a pot and boiling for most of the day.

It's sour.

Since the taste was not too strong, Commissioner Huang didn't take it to heart, just covered his nose and muttered in a low voice.

"What does it smell like?"

After putting the cigarette in his hand on the table, Huang Xiaobei shouted towards the empty surroundings.

"Guard? Dead bald? ”

But no one responded to him.

Just as Huang Xiaobei was about to make a call to the old guard, he suddenly saw Carl push open the door of the back kitchen with a pale face and escape like crazy.

As soon as he saw Carl, Huang Xiaobei immediately raised his hand and was about to greet Carl with a smile, but soon, he closed his mouth.

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With a bloodless face, a vain footstep, and cold sweat dripping down his forehead, he looked as if he had just escaped from a Nazi concentration camp.

The most important thing is that Carl's magic eyes have turned into white eyes at this moment?!

As soon as he took two steps, Carl stumbled and nearly fell, barely holding on to the chair next to him.

Then, Huang Xiaobei saw Carl, who was covered in cold sweat, holding the table with his left hand, covering his mouth with his right hand, and his throat was turning up and down vigorously, as if he wanted to vomit.

Huang Xiaobei hurriedly stepped forward to support Carl, looking at a loss.

"You, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing that Huang Xiaobei was back, Carl forced his face full of cold sweat and showed a smile, but his voice trembled.

"Senior, you, you're back, last night, last night, last night, how are you doing?"

Supporting Carl, who didn't know how to be tortured in front of him, the muscles on Huang Xiaobei's face couldn't help but tremble.

"That, I, I'm fine, but you, what's wrong with you?"

Karl was about to speak, but unexpectedly, his throat turned up and down again, and his face suddenly turned purple.

pushed Huang Xiaobei away, and Carl rushed straight to the bathroom on the first floor.

Huang Xiaobei was stunned and looked at Carl Fei's posture of rushing to the toilet, not understanding what was wrong with him.

At this time, there was a sudden whistling sound overhead, Huang Xiaobei raised his head slightly, and saw Chu Zifeng suddenly fall from mid-air and slam his feet hard.

"Bang!"

The Chu scum, who was foaming at the mouth, trembling even though he was unconscious, seemed to fall from the sky and fell at his feet.

Thinking of Carl, who didn't know how to be tortured just now, he looked at Chu Zifeng, who didn't know if he was alive or not.

The expression on Commissioner Huang's face is really not too exciting.

Raising his head, Commissioner Huang stared at the ceiling above his head.

"Uh, he, he seems to have fallen from here, huh? That, that this ...... Is this a demon party? ”

"Yes, probably not, right?"

Commissioner Huang, who had the word confused written on his face, stretched out his foot and kicked Chu Zifeng, who was lying on the ground, twitching vigorously.

"Hey, Chu Zifeng, Chu scum? Chu Mei control? ”

It's a pity that Chu Zifeng has completely passed out.

The expression on Huang Xiaobei's face gradually became fascinated.

What the hell is going on here?

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Turning his gaze to Karl had just run out, oh no, it was the door to the back kitchen that he had escaped, and Commissioner Huang's gaze was solemn.

I didn't notice it just now, but the smell seems to be coming from that location, right?

Huang Xiaobei looked at the Chu scum who had passed out under his feet again.

Well, these two, there won't be any connection, right?

Driven by curiosity, Huang Xiaobei slowly walked to the back kitchen, and then gently pushed the door open.

In the next second, Commissioner Huang only saw a black gas rush out of the door, and he was so frightened that he sat on the ground.

A large strange and unpleasant black gas, as soon as he opened the door of the back kitchen, rushed out like a violent beast.

What an indescribable smell it was, musty, burnt, and a foul smell that Agent Huang almost suffocated from the stench.

Huang Xiaobei, who was choked with tears, covered his nose and wiped his tears, and after the black air in front of him almost dissipated, Commissioner Huang held his breath and walked into the back kitchen.

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At this moment, the back kitchen looks like it is on fire, and the air is full of foul black smoke, and clouds of black smoke are shrouded in the top of the back kitchen, making it difficult to see what is going on here.

Huang Xiaobei opened the kitchen door wide, and finally let out a lot of black smoke inside.

But when he walked into the kitchen, a shocking scene appeared.

The Maozi brothers were lying on the ground, their lives and deaths unknown.

Master Sun was lying on the stove, his breath was faint.

The dead bald head fell at his feet, and used the same escape posture as the Seventh Master the night before, his left hand grabbed the kitchen floor, and his right hand struggled forward desperately.

Commissioner Huang scanned the entire back kitchen with his fascinated gaze.

looked at the three people lying on the ground whose life and death were unknown, and looked at the foul-smelling black fog in the back kitchen that seemed to be on fire.

The point is that the three of them are all bruised and unconscious, and they are still spitting out something black thick in their mouths.

Commissioner Huang nodded calmly.

"What the hell is going on?"