The next morning, the two sisters took a factory bus back to school in the city. Zhang Peng was a little excited, woke up early in the morning, waited until they got up, washed, went out, and then watched them get into the factory car from the window, immediately got up, dressed and washed their faces, and ran to Qin Yong's house.

During the last operation, Qin Yong was shot in the shoulder and recuperated at home. When he saw Zhang Peng, he immediately let him in.

"Are you feeling better?" On the sofa in the living room, Zhang Peng asked with concern.

"Come on, you." Qin Yong said with a smile while making tea, "Don't pretend, what's the matter, just say it." ”

"It's still the Qin team that is powerful, and their eyes are like torches." Zhang Peng flattered him twice, changed his words, and said, "The suspect last time heard that he brought a pistol ......."

"That's right, there's a black star, want?" Qin Yong directly explained Zhang Peng's purpose. Although there are many guns in the Security Section, and even machine guns with heavy firepower, every gun and bullet is recorded and cannot be used lightly.

Although the police knew that the suspect had a gun, when they were arrested, the gun had already been lost. They didn't find it in the underpass, so they had to leave it. After all, Qin Yong had made meritorious service and was injured again, so it was a bit inappropriate to go to him for questioning again. The point is, there is no evidence that he took it. And Zhang Peng hid the mirror in his dream and saw the situation at the scene, and it was not difficult to guess that the gun had been taken away by Yang Yong.

"This ...... I've been busy lately, and I want to get a gun for self-defense. Zhang Peng said frankly.

"Anyway, it's a pick-up, and it's not impossible to give it to you, but ......" Yang Yong paused and said, "You can think clearly, in our country, if you kill people with a knife, you can still fight for an indefinite life, and if you kill people with a gun, you will definitely die." ”

"Team Qin, if you are serious, I will use it to scare people and protect myself." Zhang Peng said.

"Guns are meant to kill, there's nothing to argue about that." Qin Yong said dryly.

"What about killing the bad guys?" Zhang Peng asked.

"At least ten years." Qin Yong said.

"Ten years is fine, if I don't kill the bad guys, the bad guys will kill me." Zhang Peng said simply and directly.

Qin Yong laughed, then patted Zhang Peng's shoulder and said, "Since you know when to use it and when not to use it, then let's defend yourself." With that, he went to the room and tinkered with it for a while, then took out an oilcloth package and opened it on the coffee table.

Inside was a black pistol, as well as five rounds of ammunition and magazines. The whole gun was shiny and shiny, with a slight saltpeter smell. There is a large five-pointed star on the hilt of the gun, which is the origin of the name of the black star.

This is the most popular automatic pistol produced in China, with a muzzle velocity of 420 meters per second, a seven-round magazine feed, and an effective range of 50 meters. It is hugely powerful, very penetrating, up to 500 meters and lethal, and has a very low production cost, making it a very practical weapon.

"Originally, there was only one bullet left, but I went to the warehouse to get four more that were not recorded, reoiled and adjusted, and the performance was intact." Qin Yong picked it up, and with a few "clicks", he quickly disassembled it into more than a dozen parts, and then said to Zhang Peng, "Install it in thirty seconds, and take the things away." His expression was awe-inspiring, "If you don't pretend well, forget it, it means that you won't use it, don't hurt yourself." ”

Zhang Peng grinned, and Qin Yong was suddenly startled, knowing that something bad was wrong. I saw Zhang Peng pick up the gun carriage, and after a few "kuakua kua" clicks, he loaded the gun, and at the same time, with a "click", he pushed it into the magazine.

"I can play in junior high school, fifty meters and ten rings." Zhang Peng held the gun and said proudly.

Qin Yong's face was discouraged, and he said dejectedly, "It's up to you, but don't let me come out if something happens." ”

"Then thank you Team Qin." Zhang Peng said as he inserted the pistol into the armed belt on his waist. Before he came, he was ready, and even brought a canvas holster.

Leaving Qin Yong's house, Zhang Peng called Li Chunsheng and Lao Huangpi and went to Zhou Fuyuan's office.

After reading the materials copied back from the city library, Zhou Fuyuan was still hesitating, "This kind of place ......" he looked a little embarrassed, "There may be good things, but they are too dangerous, not to mention the evil spirits, even the corpse gas inside, it will also kill people......"

"Bang!" Zhang Peng slapped the Black Star pistol on the coffee table.

The five people present were dumbfounded and looked at each other directly.

"You...... You're so fat. After being silent for a long time, Zhou Fuyuan sighed.

"Where did you come from, the suspect that day?" Li Chunsheng quickly reacted and asked.

"Where did you come from, it's mine anyway." Zhang Peng said.

"Alas, it's amazing......" Li Chunsheng stretched out his hand to take it, but Zhang Peng took it back in his hand first, unloaded the magazine, checked it, and made sure that it was empty, and then handed it to him.

"You won't use it, just touch it, and I'll teach you when I have a chance in the future." Zhang Peng said.

"I still like AK." Li Chunsheng said that when he used to fight Counter-Strike, his favorite weapon was AK47.

"You still want AK, you want to rob the bank." Huang Mao looked at the black star in Li Chunsheng's hand and interjected, the expression on his face was extremely excited.

Zhang Peng ignored Huang Mao, but faced Zhou Fuyuan and asked, "How is it, do you want to do it, hurry up!" ”

"This ...... Look here......" Zhou Fuyuan took out a copy and pointed it out to Zhang Peng.

It reads: "It is said that the site has been vacant for eleven years, during which time only one veteran of the neighborhood office was in charge of guarding it. ”

Zhou Fuyuan then pointed to the record in another document: "The original guards offered to undertake the renovation work. ”

"Look, isn't this guy a little weird?" Zhou Fuyuan asked.

Zhang Peng thought about it carefully, could this veteran be the old principal? Then he nodded and said, "It's a little weird. ”

"If he's still around, go and ask how it's going?" Zhou Fuyuan asked.

"It's not appropriate, we're here to steal." Zhang Peng said.

"Aren't you a student at that school?" Zhou Fuyuan prompted.

"Well......" Zhang Peng thought about it, and he could indeed use the identity of an "alumnus" to find the president to catch up, and by the way, he wanted to write an article praising his alma mater, so as to knock on the side and understand the situation.

After thinking about it, at half past two in the afternoon, Zhang Peng took Li Chunsheng and Lao Huangpi to the teaching building of Hongwei Primary School, and in the principal's office, he saw the old principal who wore an old military uniform all the year round.

He looks like he is at least sixty or seventy years old, and probably can't find a replacement, so he hasn't retired. Hongwei Primary School is a rural school, and few teachers are willing to come to this kind of place. Maybe there are some bad rumors behind it, but anyone who has a relationship will not come here to be a teacher.

"Are you Zhang Peng?" The old principal's first words shocked Zhang Peng, and even his palms were sweaty.

"Do you remember me?" Zhang Peng asked incredulously.

"Naughty students, of course you can remember." The old headmaster said with a gentle smile.

Li Chunsheng and Lao Huangpi touched their faces, probably snickering.

"I'm still more honest." Zhang Peng said.

"Good grades, good manners, respect for teachers, these are worthy of recognition." The old headmaster said.

"Thank you, thank you......" Zhang Peng said as he took the fruit basket from Li Chunsheng's hand and placed it on the old principal's desk.

"Ouch, you're welcome, it's the greatest comfort to us that you can come back and have a look when you have time." The old headmaster postponed.

"Just a few broken fruits, not worth much." Zhang Peng said.

The old headmaster was happy and didn't say anything more.

"By the way, do you remember that Yang Jia sauce?" Zhang Peng asked in a ghostly manner. As soon as the words came out, he regretted it, and it would seem very abrupt to ask this matter directly.

"He's ......," said the old headmaster, after a moment's hesitation, "and some students mentioned him last year, and said that there was a stupid brother dangling around the village, alas...... What a good child......" As he spoke, the old headmaster seemed to be lost in thought, and did not speak again.

Before you know it, the scene becomes a little depressing.

"What the hell is going on in that place?" After being silent for a long time, Zhang Peng asked.

"Why...... replied after a moment's thought, "it must be the entrance to the mausoleum." ”

"Then why ......" Zhang Peng said strangely, "not to seal it?" ”

"No, no......" The old principal waved his hand and told the story of the establishment of the school.

At that time, he was still a caretaker. The boss sent someone down to take over and rebuild the school. But halfway through the project, the situation under the Triumph Tower was discovered. A worker was frightened and fainted on the spot, and the leader in charge of the renovation work ran away overnight.

The Education Bureau couldn't find anyone to take over for a while, and the school's affairs ran aground. Seeing that there was no way, the old principal stood up and took on this responsibility. He has been guarding here for more than ten years, and he is not afraid of those messy things.

But here's the problem, there is only so much money to build a school, and it is impossible to move the corpses underground and burn them. Because there are too many of them, judging from the past data, at least tens of thousands.

So he ordered to fill in the soil and bury it in situ and seal the entrance. But after it was sealed, strange things happened one after another in the construction site, either some people heard the cry in the middle of the night, or some people said that they saw people covered in blood. Within a few days, most of the workers were gone.

"Don't you find someone to deal with it? For example, those monks and nuns in Lotus Mountain are very good at it. Zhang Peng interjected.

"I've found it, that Master Yuanming, and Master Mute." The old headmaster replied.

"That's not it." Zhang Peng said.

"They say that unless it is absolutely necessary, the monks should not go out of the mountain easily, otherwise it will be against the peace of heaven, and in the final analysis......" The old headmaster sighed and said, "I want money." Then he said, "Later, the Yuanming monk told me not to seal it, but to leave a breath to let the unjust souls inside dissipate by themselves. ”

Returning from Lotus Mountain, the old headmaster dug the entrance by himself, and the strange thing disappeared. Later, I was afraid of scaring the students, so I made it look like a small utility room and nailed wooden planks to prevent students from approaching.

For so many years, they have been peaceful, but they didn't expect that a student named Yang Jiachan secretly pried open the window and climbed in, which eventually led to a tragedy.

"Just him?" Zhang Peng was a little unconvinced, there must be a lot of curious people.

"There were also two thieves, both of whom were scared to death on the spot." The old headmaster recalled.

"Hiss......" Zhang Peng took a breath of cool air.