Chapter 8: Little Lover

The rising sun is the best time to cultivate, and the moment the sun jumps out of the Taiping, there is purple qi coming from the east.

Since childhood, I have practiced hard, although I haven't practiced anything, but I have developed a good habit of getting up early to exercise.

Five o'clock, how many years of biological clock, woke Zhuang Zhixiong up from a hangover.

There was no consequence of cheating when I fought with the knife boy last night, but now my brain is swollen and the pain is uncomfortable.

Cleaned himself up, left a note for the knife boy, turned around and left.

Ah Mei went home last night and didn't live at Daozai's house.

At six o'clock on weekdays, walking on the street will be very deserted.

In addition to setting up breakfast stalls, it is the uncles and aunts who get up to exercise.

Occasionally, you can see office workers, hurrying by.

But today, the situation is particularly unusual.

Zhuang Zhixiong walked half a street, and at least saw more than a dozen waves of old boys hurrying by.

Something happened!

Zhuang Zhixiong hurriedly took out his pager, and after opening it, there was no information.

"Hey, brother, what's your surname?"

Zhuang Zhixiong stretched out his hand and grabbed a young man and slipped him directly to the side of the road.

"Big brother, I don't want your surname Chen."

The young man was as thin as firewood, and when he looked at Zhuang Zhixiong, who was tall and tall, he was timid, and thought that he had encountered a robbery.

Zhuang Zhixiong squeezed out a smile and asked, "Oh, Brother Chen, where are you going?" ”

The young man was caught up in mid-air, unable to move, and wanted to cry without tears: "Big brother, I, I lost money gambling at night, now go home and rest!" ”

"Then these people have also lost gambling and want to go home?"

Zhuang Zhixiong said, his eyes glancing at the others.

"Last night, Hongtai's prince was killed by Fubo, and now Hongtaitang's master Uncle Mei is offering a reward of 1 million, to Fubo's life, they all want to find Fubo to receive the reward!"

"Oh, so that's the case," Zhuang Zhixiong suddenly realized, and then he reached out and put the young man down.

As soon as the young man landed, he turned around and ran.

As a result, before he could take two steps, his back tightened, and he was lifted up again.

"Brother Chen, you are running in such a hurry, do you know where the mourning wave is?"

Zhuang Zhixiong said with a look of resentment.

The young man was lifted up twice in a row, and he was so frightened that he was almost incontinent: "Big brother, don't talk nonsense, I, how can I know the address of the mourning wave." ”

"I don't know, what are you running around?"

Zhuang Zhixiong asked in disbelief.

"Isn't that scared you?"

The young man was so frightened that he cried.

"Oh, well, you should go home early and rest."

As soon as Zhuang Zhixiong let go, the young man's feet were weak, and he squatted on the ground with one butt.

"Big brother, then I'...... Let's go. ”

"Let's go," Zhuang Zhixiong asked clearly, and he was about to start his own work.

The young man was so relieved that he didn't even dare to inquire about the news of the funeral, and he really went home.

"Fu Bo killed the prince, I'm afraid it was because of the accident caused by the knife boy who called him away yesterday, I originally thought that Uncle Mei would take the money and redeem his son, it seems that this old thing doesn't want a son if he wants money."

Zhuang Zhixiong thought like this, he was a little wronged Uncle Mei, Uncle Mei didn't answer Fu Bo's call yesterday because he lost tens of thousands of dollars playing cards, got angry, took sleeping pills and went to sleep, and he didn't know that Fu Bo kidnapped his son Prince.

The prince was killed by the angry mourning wave, and the body was thrown in the garbage heap, and Uncle Mei was still called by the police in the middle of the night, only then did he know that his son had an accident.

At three o'clock in the morning, after seeing his son's body being ravaged and not human, Uncle Mei angrily issued a chase order in the rivers and lakes, offering a reward of 1 million to pay for his son's death.

One million, in Xiangjiang in the eighties, especially when housing prices fell sharply this year, you can buy a few houses of more than 100 square meters.

"This world is really chaotic, I think this kind of thing will happen when Chief Inspector Lei Luo is here!"

Deng Bo woke up early in the morning and was also shocked to learn the news that the prince had been killed.

The older the rivers and lakes, the less courageous they are.

"Godfather, he's been gone for ten years, and you're still talking."

Uncle Deng's goddaughter Ziyun brought breakfast to Uncle Deng, helped Uncle Deng tie his scarf, and then sat in her place and began to eat breakfast.

"Fei'er, I heard that the big head seems to have come back yesterday."

Deng Bo took a sip of jade juice and soy milk, suddenly remembered something, looked up and said to the goddaughter opposite.

"Godfather, how many times have I said it, don't mention the past again."

Ziyun's originally gentle and playful face turned cloudy in an instant.

"Oh, it's the godfather who is wrong, the godfather apologizes to Fei'er," Deng Bo smiled, and quickly picked up the bowl and drank a sip of soy milk, then smiled: "Fei'er, don't blame the godfather, I don't want to hide it from you." ”

"Alright, alright, let's eat."

A good breakfast, because of the mention of a name, the godfather and goddaughter lost interest in eating.

was supported by Ziyun to bask in the sun outside the courtyard, walked for a while, sweat began to appear on his forehead, Deng Bo waved his hand, and the two subordinates moved the sun chair and parasol over.

"Godfather, I'm going to work in the company, it's going to be chaotic on the street these days, you stay at home, don't run around," Ziyun told Deng Bo's voice, just like a parent admonishing a child.

However, this old man of the Eastern Star, Deng Bo was very obedient to the words of this goddaughter, and he nodded his head like a child, expressing his understanding.

finally waited for Ziyun to go to work, and Deng Bo lay on the sun lounger, ready to take a nap.

Unfortunately, before he fell asleep, there were reports from his subordinates, and another visitor visited.

Deng Bo, as an old man of the Eastern Star, is now in turmoil, how can he really enjoy peace.

Not only was Deng Bo powerless, Zhuang Zhixiong, an undercover agent, had just returned to the rental house, and before he had been lying down for two minutes, a message came from the pager.

"Boss, what's the matter so early?"

"Now the whole interface is messed up, what the hell happened last night?"

"Boss, you don't know, do you? Fu Bo killed Prince Hongtai, and this matter is now flying all over the sky. ”

"I want specific information!"

"What? Do you want to catch the mourning wave? ”

"I have all the evidence of Fubo's kidnapping and murder, and I am about to sue him, who knew that he actually ran away!"

"Then you are sad, now the whole street is looking for him, but the person who finds him will definitely not hand it over to the police, after all, the wanted warrant issued by Uncle Mei is a reward of one million. With this million bounty, even if the police informant knows the news, he will choose to pass the news on to Uncle Mei. ”

"That's why I'm looking for you, your nose has always been very smart."

"Wow, you say I'm a dog?"

"Ask your little lover for help, she is now the general manager of Dongxing Zhenlong Finance Company, if you come forward, she will definitely help."

"I have so many lovers, which one are you talking about?"

"Pretend to be stupid, I'm talking about Ziyun, okay, that's it, I still have to hang up in advance!"