Honk...

"Hey, who's that?" The call finally came through.

"Hello, I see your booth being subleased, have you rented it out?" Chang Ping asked, judging from the voice, he should be in his 30s, which is consistent with the information provided by Daogu.

"Not yet." The other party replied.

"Hello, do you have time now? I want to rent this stall and if the price is right, I'll settle it! Chang Ping said.

"Now? I don't have time right now, you can call me tomorrow! The other party had the intention of hanging up.

"Otherwise, I can go and look for you where you are!" Chang Ping proposed.

"I really don't have time right now, you can call me tomorrow!" The other party was a little impatient.

"Okay, okay then!" Chang Ping hesitated for a moment and said, and the other party hung up the phone directly.

"Boss, do you know where they live?" Chang Ping put on his mobile phone and pointed to the subleased stall.

"They're in the bungalow area of the Old City!" The boss glanced at it and replied.

"Can you find it? Can you take me there? Chang Ping asked with a smile.

"I haven't been there either, and I can't leave!" The boss shook his head.

"Well, thank you!" Chang Ping thanked him and looked at the subleased booth and left.

"Superman? Where are you? Chang Ping asked eagerly.

"I'm in the park, what's wrong?" Li Chaonan replied.

"I think I've found the murderer, let's meet at the parking place, you call Team Zhang and Xiao Lizi!" Changping walked directly to the parking lot.

"Okay, I'll fight now!" Li Chaonan hung up the phone after speaking.

"Where's the murderer?" Zhang Xing ran to the parking lot and looked at Chang Ping and asked.

"In the bungalow area over there!" Chang Ping replied.

"Let's go, let's go now!" Zhang started and opened the car door.

"I don't know the exact location yet!" Chang Ping pulled Zhang to start.

"I don't know the exact location?" Zhang Xing turned his head and frowned.

"Yes, I asked for the approximate location!" Chang Ping nodded. "But I have the phone number of the other party, can I locate it by the phone number?"

"Yes, give me your phone number!" Zhang Qiqi said impatiently.

"This is!" Chang Ping turned on his phone and pointed to the phone number on it.

"Chang Ping, where is the murderer?" Li Chaonan also ran back. "Why are you buying so much fruit?"

"It's not sure it's the murderer yet, it's just a suspicion!" Chang Ping replied. "I bought it for news."

"Do you know where it is?" Li Chaonan asked.

"Team Zhang has already asked the people in the bureau to locate the mobile phone number, and they will know soon!" Chang Ping pointed to Zhang Qi, who had just hung up the phone.

"That's good!" Li Chaonan looked at Zhang Qi and nodded.

The smell of blood in the room became stronger, the chubby old man lying on the case had stopped breathing, his eyes without the restraint of eyelids were like bull's eyes, his two nostrils were also cocked, his lips were gone, his entire gums were exposed, and his wide open mouth was filled with blood. The blood was still ticking, falling to the ground little by little, and the voice was like the despair and reluctance of the old man to cry out at the end.

"You see, he certainly didn't expect to die today!" The young man placed his shaped face beside his master, and a red tear hung from under his hollow eye sockets.

The thin old man and the half-gray old man kept their heads down and kept silent with their eyes closed, which was also a deep mourning for the life that had just died.

"Isn't it sad? Isn't it distressing? The young man crouched down and pinched the half-white-haired old man's chin and turned to himself.

The old man twisted his head vigorously and closed his eyes.

"Sad? Distressed? The young man pinched the old man's chin hard, and the old man's mouth was distorted.

"Am I not sad? Who will feel sorry for me? The smile on the young man's face was gone, and it was hideous and mixed with deep pain.

"Do you know the pain of watching your loved one die and not being able to do anything about it?" The old man's jaw pinched by the young man made a noise. The old man gritted his teeth and said nothing.

"yes, you've just experienced that! But where is that? You've only known each other for a few days? Do you feel the pain of a lover or loved one who has lived with you for more than 30 years? The young man let go and got up and kicked the old man in the face.

With a bang, the half-white-haired old man crashed into the thin old man's body.

"You're enough!" The thin old man glared at the young man and shouted.

"Enough? Why is it enough? The young man asked with a smile, his smile even more hideous than the previous second.

"You're the one you love the most when you died, but you can't blame us for her death!" The thin old man shouted.

"Why? If it weren't for you saying I could get through it, would I have given up on treatment? The smile on the young man's face widened.

"We said we could get through it, but did we say we told you to give up treatment? Don't you feel pathetic that you have given up on others to blame this responsibility? The thin old man asked.

"If you four don't say you'll get through it, can I give up treatment? I love her so much, how can I let her leave me? The young man roared angrily. Do you know how much I paid to treat her? I sold everything I could, gave up my existing business, and she left me and I have nothing left now! The young man suddenly kicked the thin old man on the shoulder.

With a bang, the thin old man hit his head against the wall.

"Hmm!" The thin old man snorted and closed his eyes in pain.

"What the hell do you want to do? Isn't killing enough? The half-white-haired old man glared at the young man angrily, and the corners of his mouth were bloodshot.

"Enough? How can it? The young man raised his arms and shouted. I have nothing left, so why should I keep you alive? ”

"You're so pathetic, really pathetic!" The thin old man opened his eyes and looked at the young man with pity, leaving a bright red flower on the wall that quickly withered.

"Are you sympathizing with me?" The young man looked at the thin old man with a sneer.

"No, I don't feel worthy of your dead love, how could she fall in love with someone like you. You didn't do your best to save her life, and if you did, you wouldn't have come to ask us and wouldn't stop the treatment! The thin old man looked at the young man with a sneer.

"I've sold everything I can, isn't that enough to stop the business? That's all I have! The young man yelled hysterically. Well, I don't bother to talk to you anymore, because you don't understand my pain! The young man turned and walked over to the long table, picked up his knife, and walked to the corner.

"I remember you read the eight characters of your birthday, right?" The young man smirked and pulled up the old man with half-white hair.

"Here!" Liu Yang kicked open the door......