In the afternoon of the next day, Yang Zhi boarded a plane from China Southern Airlines to Sanya Phoenix Airport.

Yang Zhi, who was sitting on the plane, looked a little tall, he was twenty-seven years old this year, and his appearance would look younger, like a student who had just walked out of school, his hair was cut very short on both sides, and he was back in the middle, without hairspray, some hair strands looked slightly messy, he was wearing a long black windbreaker, a black casual trousers on his lower body, black leather shoes, which looked a little orthodox, and a silver ring in the style of an Egyptian pharaoh's head on his left index finger, with a semicircular pendant on his chest, How much to add a personality and fashion atmosphere to the formal image.

He's a detective, or more precisely, a professional detective who specializes in finding middle school students who have run away from home for a variety of reasons.

Regarding the search for runaways, Yang Zhi can be regarded as an expert in the road, from all angles, after all, at the age of sixteen, Yang Zhi spent half a year looking for his father.

Yang Zhi's family is a little special, and in his impression, he never knew what his mother was.

Yang Zhi's father is a full-time writer, I can't talk about how much literary achievement he has, he writes popular literature, and several novels have been adapted into movies, and the adaptation costs and royalties of the novels brought by him are quite expensive, and they are also nourishing enough in Bincheng, a second-tier city at the bottom, but his private life is fascinating.

In his impression, Yang Zhi had never seen his mother, and remembered that there was only one uncle and a large number of friends from his father, the uncle would come to see his father every few years, and the friends would get together every three or five days, as for the grandparents, grandparents, and grandmothers, there were none. Maybe, but Yang Zhi has never seen or heard his father say that Yang Zhi was brought up by his father.

His father's private life is also very cautious, he has not remarried, he has no girlfriend, and he has no lover.

When Yang Zhi was sixteen years old, after his father left a fortune, he evaporated from the world without warning, and there is still no news.

Yang Zhi's sixteen years old was spent in the process of finding his father, although it was unsuccessful, but Yang Zhi found that he had the talent to be a detective.

Later, Yang Zhi was admitted to a university, and began to take on some search business in his sophomore year, and after graduation, he did not enter the company to work, but began to work as a private detective.

At the beginning, Yang Zhi's work content was that as long as he ran away from home, not only teenagers, but also adult men who abandoned their wives and children, or wives who abandoned their husbands and children, plus abducted children, they were looking for everything, and found that the work of finding adults and cracking down on human traffickers was too difficult, and it was much easier to find runaway teenagers, and because of an accident when looking for missing children, he finally decided to make his business more and more specialized, and became a detective specializing in finding teenagers from his family. It's now in its seventh year.

Now Yang Zhi is alone, except for some good Fa Xiao and classmates, he has no relatives to worry about, and at the same time, he has a lot of fetters, and he can do whatever he wants.

Therefore, for the sake of Zhang Qianqian's affairs, Yang Zhi can do whatever he can say, and directly because of some clues, he boarded the plane to Sanya City......

In the evening, Yang Zhi had already come to the target location, he found the GreenTree Inn chain hotel booked on the Internet before in Egret Park, and checked in.

The next day, at about five o'clock in the afternoon of September 11, Yang Zhi's equipment and tools packed in Bincheng were also delivered to the hotel room that had been booked a long time ago.

Yang Zhi opened the package and looked at the equipment inside.

The equipment is a PULSAR infrared night vision device, a German-made riot suit, and a dozen dozen special flying knives.

In fact, every detective has a unique skill, Yang Zhi's unique skill is to throw a flying knife surprisingly accurately, six meters away, Yang Zhi can throw a flying knife, let the blade of the flying knife cut off the wick of a burning flame on a candle.

When Yang Zhi was in Bincheng, he mailed them to the GreenTree Inn Sanya Hotel in advance through a friend who sold cold weapon collectibles on the Internet, and that friend often mailed various cold weapons to customers, and every time they were mailed on time.

In Sanya's time this time, Yang Zhi had a hunch that it would not be calm, and he prepared some equipment in advance, which might improve the success rate.

At night, at around eleven o'clock, Yang Zhi put the riot suit and night vision device into the travel bag he carried with him, inserted twelve flying knives into a special flying knife belt, and then tied them to his body.

Yang Zhi, who had a premonition of what might happen today, looked at the time, and it was already eleven thirty o'clock at this time.

Yang Zhi got up, he left the hotel room with a backpack containing riot suits and night vision goggles.

Yang Zhi walked out of GreenTree Inn Hotel and slowly walked towards the nearby Egret Park.

Egret Park is no more than twenty minutes' walk away from the hotel, Yang Zhi basically didn't see pedestrians along the way, and when he came to the entrance of Egret Park, the time was already eleven fifty-three.

At the entrance of Egret Park, Yang Zhi saw two two-meter-high stone lions standing on both sides of the park, and the stone lions themselves were one meter high, squatting on a one-meter-square stone pier.

Yang Zhi came to the stone lion on the left and glanced at the time, eleven fifty-five.

"It's the time prompted by the main god forum......" Yang Zhi thought in his heart, his gaze fell on the stone lion, to see what had changed.

Suddenly, Yang Zhi saw that on the square stone pier where the stone lion was standing, a sunken handprint slowly appeared.

This handprint slowly appeared in front of Yang Zhi's eyes.

Yang Zhi tested it with his hand, just enough for the handprint to fit his left hand.

Yang Zhi took a deep breath to calm himself down, he looked at his phone, it was now eleven fifty-six at night, Yang Zhi was already mentally prepared, maybe something strange would happen.

After about four or five seconds, Yang Zhi was mentally prepared, and he decided to put his hand on it and try it to see what would happen.

Yang Zhi placed his left hand in the dented handprint on the ashlar bricks at the feet of the stone lion.

One second, two seconds, three seconds......

It seemed that nothing had happened, and Yang Zhi's heart, which had been a little hanging, gradually relaxed.

Just when he wondered if there was something wrong with his thinking, suddenly! Yang Zhi found that the stone lion statue turned his head suddenly, and the two stone carved out round staring eyes blinked twice, and the stone lion turned his head and showed a weird smile at Yang Zhi.

Yang Zhi's heart shook violently, his heart was pounding violently, he forcibly held back and didn't shout, and the next moment, a whirling sense of vertigo hit Yang Zhi, and he lost consciousness instantly......