"Is the black camp a big village?"

"The camp is a large market town, with more than 1,000 households."

"How can we find Mr. Li's house?"

"When you go into the black camp, go all the way west, and when you come to the crossroads, turn right -- that is, turn north, and walk forward for a while, and you will see a big stage. There was a road behind the stage, and along that road I went all the way to the east, and I saw a big banyan tree—it was the largest banyan tree in the black camp, and that big banyan tree belonged to the Li family. The closest gate near the big banyan tree is Mr. Li's house, and there are two large iron rings on the door. Can you also go to the police station - the police station is at the crossroads. "Although the old man is old, he has a very good mind. With the help of people from the police station, the arrest work will be much smoother.

When the four men entered the black camp, it was half past nine.

The people on both sides of the road could not see a single light, because it was cold, and people had already gotten into the bed.

A few minutes later, there was a crossroads in front of me.

When I entered the street, I didn't see a single person, and when I came to the intersection, a cyclist sped past me. Because the road is uneven, the things in the back seat of the car make a "clang" sound.

On the right hand side of East Street, there is a large iron gate, and there is a small iron gate between the big iron gate and the communication room, and on the left doorpost, there is a sign that reads "Hei Zha Camp Police Station".

The inside of the communication room is darkly lit.

Liu Dayu knocked on the door three times.

The lights in the communication room came on, and at the same time an old voice came out: "Who?" ”

"Uncle, we are from the Municipal Public Security Bureau."

"Wait a minute, I'll open the door for you."

After two or three minutes, the small iron gate next to the big iron gate opened. The one who opened the door was an old man who was over half a hundred years old.

"Who are you looking for?"

"Uncle. Is there anyone on duty? ”

"Yes - there are two people on duty."

"Where's the duty room?"

"I'll lead you."

There were three rows of houses at the police station, and the old man led four people to the first house at the west end of the last row of houses.

There was a light in the room.

The old man knocked on the door three times.

After a while, the door opened. A man stood inside the door in an overcoat.

"Xiao Chen, these people are from the Municipal Public Security Bureau."

Xiao Chen walked out of the door, and while letting the four people into the room, he said, "Please come in, if you have anything to talk about in the room-it's too cold outside." ”

"Excuse me, is your director there?"

"Wait a minute, I'll ride to call Director Lei."

"The director's house is not far away?"

"Not far away, just west of the camp, a quarter of an hour back and forth. Lao Bao, you greet comrades, I will come when I go. ”

A bicycle was parked in the corridor outside the door, Xiao Chen pushed the bicycle and the janitor towards the gate, and Lao Bao let everyone into the house.

Ouyang Ping looked at his watch, the time was nine forty-five.

At 9:57, two people rushed into the house, one of whom was Lei Xiangming, the director of the Heizha Camp Police Station. Lei Xiangming's age is around forty-five years old.

After Ouyang Ping explained the situation, the three led the comrades out of the gate of the police station.

Walking forward for more than ten minutes, I saw a big square, there was a big stage at the end of the square, the stage was built on a one-meter-high platform, and more than a dozen red pillars supported a large palace-like roof.

Lei Xiangming said that this stage was during the Hongwu period of the Ming Dynasty. Every Spring Festival, the opera is sung from the first day of the Lunar New Year to the tenth day of the Lunar New Year.