Zhang Zongbao is a smart man, and he has resigned himself to his current situation. I understood what he meant, and I could grasp his psychology, and the red fox abandoned him.

Since you can leave me, then I'm sorry, since I can't get it, it can only destroy you.

I told him bluntly that I could avenge him. Zhang Zongbao probably can't remember who I am, but no matter who it is, he wants to leave a foreshadowing before he dies, and he is unwilling.

Zhang Zongbao turned his head with difficulty, looking at the Beijing policeman, full of vigilance.

The police in Beijing are extremely shrewd, with sharp eyes, and are listening attentively to what we are saying.

Zhang Zongbao suddenly grabbed my hand, I didn't expect him, an old man who was about to die, to have such a strong strength, holding my hand tightly, and he couldn't breathe with excitement, panting. At this time, the little policeman came in with the doctor, and the doctor came over to see the situation, and then looked at the monitoring equipment, and was very unhappy: "The patient is very excited now, and accidents will happen at any time, don't stimulate him, let him recuperate." ”

The Beijing police stood up: "Mr. Feng, please leave the ward first, don't leave, we will ask you something later." ”

I was about to get up, but my hand was grabbed by Zhang Zongbao, the old man's hand was like iron tongs, and he couldn't break free for a while. Zhang Zongbao was short of breath and said tremblingly: "Revenge!" Avenge! Avenge me! ”

At this time, I felt his fingers sliding quickly in my palm, and I was startled, Zhang Zongbao was delivering a message to me!

The doctor reassured him, "Calm down, don't get agitated now." ”

The doctor stood between the hospital bed and the police, and between this lightning and flint, Zhang Zongbao said to me in a very low voice: "Go to the Dandong Dragon King Temple to find Zheng Cripple." Tell him that the time has come! ”

After saying this, he slowly closed his eyes, and the doctor saw this situation and hurried out to call someone.

When Zhang Zongbao said this, it only took a second, and the doctor stopped and withdrew, and then he finished speaking. In the confusion, the two policemen did not notice.

At this time, several doctors and nurses came in, and they looked at the monitoring equipment, and their hearts gradually flattened out and pulled into a straight line. A doctor touched Zhang Zongbao's neck, touched his pulse, and shook his head: "The patient has died, let's record the time." ”

Zhang Zongbao died, his eyes wide open, staring at the ceiling, dead and blind. His hand was still holding mine, and all five of his fingers were stiff, and he couldn't break them anymore.

The Beijing policeman looked at the white sheet covering Zhang Zongbao's face, sighed and shook his head, and said to me, "Mr. Feng, we still have something to ask you." ”

I cried and said, "I can't go, my hand is being grabbed by him." ”

The people present looked at each other, and a doctor came to break Zhang Zongbao's hand, but he could grasp it firmly, and he couldn't get it open no matter what. While they were muttering about a solution, the Beijing police came over and quickly flicked the back of the dead man's hand a few times, and before I could see what was going on, the dead man's hand suddenly opened.

As if I had been pardoned, I quickly withdrew my hand, and I still have palpitations.

I looked at the Beijing police, but I didn't expect this person to be a tall person, really a master who doesn't show his face.

"Thank you, thank you, you just now?" I asked.

The Beijing police said: "The chain reaction of the joints, the joints are still connected when the person is dead." Let's go, Mr. Feng. ”

I followed him outside, into the special office, he asked me to sit across from me, asked me if I smoked, I waved my hand, somehow, I always felt that this person was a little too shrewd, and I really didn't want to deal with such a person.

"Mr. Feng, first give you a brief introduction to your own situation." He said.

I said that I opened a shop in Shenyang and usually did some small business. He asked me what business I was doing, and I said I hadn't thought about it yet, and the shop was temporarily rented to a fortune teller. I hurriedly said, "This is not feudal superstition, is it?" ”

The Beijing policeman smiled: "Then tell me what is the relationship between you and Zhang Zongbao, and why did you come to see him this time." ”

I said that I was a consultant for a column group of Hong Kong Fenghuang Satellite TV, and I went undercover with reporter Zhou to Zhang Zongbao's believer conference, and I also had a share of the credit for his downfall, and I wanted to see his fate this time.

What I said has already been filed with the police station, and it has been recorded several times, so you can check it casually.

As I spoke, suddenly my mind moved, and a flash of inspiration flashed in my mind, why did Zhang Zongbao's case let the police in Beijing take over, and what Zhang Zongbao secretly told me before he died, it was obvious that he was afraid that the police would hear, why was he afraid of the police? With his shrewdness and cunning, I think it is impossible for Zhang Zongbao not to know that the police from Beijing who were guarding him were the police, and Beijing would be an extremely sensitive piece of information for him?

Zhang Quanyun thought that he was a powerful figure in the capital back then, and he was only one step away from reaching the national teacher. Could these Beijing policemen already know Zhang Zongbao's true identity, and the reason why they came to take him over has something to do with the struggle back then? What's more, will anyone want to get some secret of immortality from Zhang Zongbao?

Thinking of this, I have a vigilance in my heart, I am just a small common man, and I must not get involved in the court dispute. I'm so big, at most I flutter twice in Shenyang, Beijing doesn't dare to think about it, don't come to me, the water is too deep. Once you get into trouble, there will be endless troubles, and it will be all trouble.

The Beijing police asked again: "Zhang Zongbao shouted 'revenge' and 'revenge' before he died, what happened to that?" ”

"Oh, that's right," I said, "Zhang Zongbao has a Xiaomi, who may also be the backbone of their god stick group, who deceived Zhang Zongbao, maybe he ran away with money, I don't know very well." The revenge he said probably refers to this. ”

The conversation between me and Zhang Zongbao in the hospital room was very dark, and there were no characters to refer to from beginning to end, and it was difficult to know what we were talking about based on the recording alone. In other words, Zhang Zongbao is cunning and cunning, and when he treats me as a complete stranger, he can reach a tacit understanding with me in just a few words, and we hide secrets together.

Just this conversation recording, the police listen to it casually, even if the Ming Dynasty Jinyi Wei comes, they may not be able to hear what is going on.

The only thing I'm worried about now is whether Zhang Zongbao's last words will also be recorded, no matter what.

The Beijing police questioned me again and again, asking me what Xiaomi looked like and what her name was. I said I had met him, and I was so vague that I told him that I really didn't know the name.

In the end, seeing that I really couldn't say anything, the Beijing police had to let me go, telling me that they would contact me at any time if there was anything.

When I came out of the hospital, it was already dark, I looked at my hands, thinking that Zhang Zongbao's dry old hand was holding me tightly just now, and the hairs on my body stood up.

I met Hei Dazhuang, we didn't talk when we got to the car, the car drove out for a long time, parked on the side of the unfamiliar road, and I told Zhang Zongbao in detail.

Hei Dazhuang rolled down the window and smoked in the wind, "You are right, the identity of the Beijing police is not ordinary, and Zhang Zongbao's identity is not ordinary, we can't go to this thunder." ”

"What now?" I asked.

"I have to go to Dandong." Hei Dazhuang said: "The secret about the red fox is probably hidden there. ”

I thought about it: "There's nothing to do now, it's just to deal with Zhao Dakui, I can't delay, I can't make sure that this kid will do anything again." Time is life, and I'm afraid that the hairball will be more dangerous a moment later. ”

Hei Dazhuang didn't speak, smoking a cigarette one by one, frowning and using his experience in the rivers and lakes to deduce the whole thing.

Neither of us spoke, and it was quiet in the car, when my phone rang suddenly. I glanced at it, it was an unfamiliar number, Hei Dazhuang and I looked at each other, and he said in a deep voice: "Pick up!" ”

I took a deep breath and answered the phone, and there was a sad laugh inside, and then a voice appeared: "Hehe, you're fast enough." ”

I raised my eyebrows, it was Zhao Dakui. I made a gesture to Brother Hei, Hei Dazhuang told me to calm down and not make other sounds, he listened intently.

Zhao Dakui said: "You transferred your grandfather?" Hehe, don't think I can't find out. Besides, if you run away, can the monk temple still run? Your home in the village is not watched, right? Do you want me to set a fire? ”

"The surname is Zhao, don't play with these things," I said, "If you have something to say, just say it, what do you want to do?" ”

"I want you dead!" Zhao Dakui said viciously: "It's a matter of minutes for me to kill you, now I just want to have a good time with you, play you with waste, and I'll clean you up again!" ”

"Why did we have such a big feud, you have to let me die." I say.

"Okay, don't tell lies in front of real people," Zhao Dakui said: "You have ruined my Taoism for five hundred years, and we just won't die!" ”

"You're a red fox!" I spoke up, revealing his identity.

"Hehe," Zhao Dakui smiled: "My five hundred years of Taoism were ruined in the hands of you, a rat, it's really unpleasant." To tell you the truth, in exchange for your life, you have made a lot of money. Listen, surnamed Feng," he gritted his teeth: "Five hundred years, isn't it, let's count it as a hundred years, I will ruin your life for five reincarnations!" You wait, I won't let you die, and I won't let you escape from reincarnation, I will eat dog meat when you are a dog in your next life, and I will kill a pig when you are a pig! I won't have a good time for you in five hundred years! ”

I was chilled, and my hair stood on end, and I wiped it with so much hatred. I said, "Your ideas are too extreme, they really go against the harmony of heaven, what kind of practice can you talk about in such a state of mind!" ”

"The purpose of my cultivation," Zhao Dakui said coldly, "is to do whatever I want, and be happy with grievances." ”