842. Chapter 207 Comrades Advance Control The Tanhua Hall waits for the target

“12。 6 "Homicide is developing in depth step by step.

Now that the identity of "No. 2" has been clarified, it should be a natural thing to follow the vine. In this homicide, two people were killed, and there should have been six or seven people involved in the tomb robbery.

We all know that there can not be too many people engaged in tomb robbing for a living, but not too few, Hou Binggui should have accomplices, since "No. 2" has surfaced, then he should find his accomplices through Hou Binggui's social connections. This is the main reason why Ouyang Ping arranged for Zuo Xiangdong and Liu Wenbin to go to Luoyang.

After sending Zuo Xiangdong and Liu Wenbin away, the time was half past four, and it was time for the comrades to go to the Shuguang Grand Theater to wait for the arrival of the "big teapot".

Before leaving, Ouyang Ping talked on the phone with Liu Dayu, Chen Jie, and Li Wenhua respectively. In fact, Ouyang Ping already knew the result, and if there was a situation, the three of them would definitely call Ouyang Ping as soon as possible.

The result was unsurprising: the trio waited for a day and a night at the three quarters where the "big teapot" might have appeared, but no one was seen entering the three places. Yu Beibing's words were true, even in the deeper silence, the lights in the three residences were on, so the people watching could not be sure whether the big teapot was in the house.

"Is there anyone in the house?"

"Someone." Liu Dayu, Chen Jie and Li Wenhua all said so.

"There was a figure swaying in the window. But the strange thing is that no one came out, and no one walked in. This is what Liu Dayu said.

"Neighbors don't know what their neighbor's name is." This is what Chen Jie said.

"The residence does have two doors, and we have monitored both doors, but so far we have not seen a single person entering or leaving the front or back doors."

Ouyang Ping could only pin his hopes on the Shuguang Grand Theater.

At around six o'clock, Ouyang Ping and Yu Beibing walked into the private room on the second floor of the Zhuangyuan Building, and Bian Kaiji, the director of the Sanshan Street Police Station, had arrived at the Zhuangyuan Building half an hour earlier -- he had come to make arrangements in advance.

Ouyang Ping brought two pairs of glasses.

Ouyang Ping took out the binoculars from his leather bag, opened the cover, and tried to take a look, and the effect was very good.

The gate of the Dawning Theater has not yet opened, but the neon signs in the advertising board have been lit, and the advertising board is posted with posters, as well as the plot and the introduction of the main actors, and several people are standing in front of the advertisement to watch the plot and enjoy the stills.

The street lights on the street came on one after another. After a while, the headlights of the theater also came on.

There were already more than a dozen spectators waiting to enter the stone steps in front of the gate, and the performance only started at seven o'clock, Ouyang Ping didn't expect that there were already people wandering in front of the gate, and he couldn't wait to enter. It is no wonder that Peking Opera is the quintessence of the country, and after a decade of catastrophe, people who love Peking Opera have not appreciated this art for a long time.

The ticket window is closed, and a notice is posted on the windowsill stating that the tickets are sold out. But from time to time, someone knocks on the ticket window; There are also a few people standing at the intersection, from time to time to say something to the passers-by passing by, judging from their expressions and gestures, they should be asking each other if they have any extra tickets.

At around 6:10 minutes, the gate of the Grand Theater opened, and three staff members stood at the fence to prepare for the ticket check-in. Among the three ticket inspectors, there is a familiar face, and she is Han Lingling.

Spectators began to enter one after another.

After a while, Liu Dayu, Lu Yunpeng and others slowly walked into the theater in casual clothes among the audience.

Liu Dayu, Lu Yunpeng and others had a pistol in their pockets.