Just when he and Xue Ling were turning over the clouds, a slightly chubby middle-aged woman came to the store, sitting by the window and drinking a drink, and the old man Cheng leaned over to chat shamelessly. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info the two actually chatted for more than an hour, and the middle-aged woman came out of the café, and the old man looked proud. After another hour, Old Man Cheng answered the phone and hurried out of the café.

There was nothing to be seen in the surveillance, and there was no sound. Zhuo Ji called the store manager and asked, "What is your impression of this middle-aged woman?" ”

The store manager was not there at that time, saying that she had gone to reconcile accounts with Binguo Decoration Company, and she called all the clerks over to let them recall the middle-aged woman.

A clerk seemed to recall something, and said uncertainly: "This middle-aged woman seems to be ...... Yes, you asked me that the decoration of our café is so strange, do you still need to tell fortunes? I said no, the boss thinks it's a good style...... Later, Cheng Lao asked for coffee and asked me what this person said, and I said that she asked us if we were fortune tellers. After a while, Cheng Lao went over to talk to the man. ”

Zhuo Ji nodded, and said, "Which is the monitoring at the door of the store?" ”

The store manager called him out.

The middle-aged woman walked into the surveillance from the branch road, and there was nothing suspicious about her look. But Zhuo Ji was sure that there was something suspicious, because the middle-aged woman walked into the surveillance very naturally without pausing for half a second, and went directly into the café. The decoration of their café is so weird, and the middle-aged woman specially asked the clerk when she entered the door, so in any case, she should be stunned when she saw the decoration at the door, right? She went straight to the store as if she was going back to her own home.

This middle-aged woman came prepared, and her goal was to be upright!

The old man obviously saw this person for the first time, so the middle-aged woman was likely to come at him!

Who will deal with themselves?

Shi Jian!

With a gloomy face, he sat in the corner and called Xue Ling.

"Hey, baby, missed me? I miss you, are you free today? ”

There is an empty Nima hair!

"Niu'er, I'm doing something, you give me Shi Jian's phone, and I'll find a police friend to check the clues."

"Oh, nasty! Don't you want me like that? ”

"Don't you want you to call you? It's not for your business, I chatted with a police friend, and he mentioned that a case is somewhat similar to yours, so I want to find clues on Shi Jian to confirm it. Zhuo Hui said nonsense.

"Okay, I'll send it to you later, remember to think about me when you're free!"

"Uh-huh......"

When he got the phone, he immediately called, empty number! It's impossible for Xue Ling to give the wrong number, it seems that there is something wrong here!

He thought for a while and called Yang Xu.

"Zhuozi? What the did you do to Ouyang? ”

Zhuo Ji sighed, "Let's talk about this matter later, I have something to do with you now." ”

"it, I asked you what happened to her? A cheerful girl went back to the police station and didn't say a word until now! I'm going to call you, but she won't let you, if you don't make it clear today, we'll be done! ”

Yang Xu really likes Ouyang Jing.

"Fatty, alas, that's what ...... go"

Zhuo Ji briefly talked about the process of taking over the case and the helpless misunderstanding, and finally said that Ouyang Jing might have smelled the smell of other women on his body, and left angrily.

There was silence on the other end of the line for a moment.

"Honestly, have you slept with other women? After you became Ouyang is girlfriend? ”

Zhuo Ji was also silent.

"Zhuo Gui! You fucking bastard! Fuck off! ”

The phone was disconnected.

He can only blame himself for all this, and he can't blame anyone. But Cheng Shouzheng's matter must also be investigated, he sighed deeply, collected his mind and turned to think of other methods.

He called Xue Ling again, and after a while of sweet talk, Zhuo Hui got the information of Cheng's uncle Cheng Zhiwei.

Cheng Zhiwei was in Jiangmen City, near the sea, and it took about three hours to take a plane from Gyeongju, and it was only five or six hours if the delay in starting and landing was included.

He was thinking about whether to rush over immediately, but he was afraid that Cheng Shouzheng had not left Gyeongju at all, and if he rushed over before the news was confirmed, he would not be able to take care of both ends.

If Cheng Shouzheng is really in their hands, then there should be news to inform him, otherwise what are you doing with an old man?

He sent a text message to Xue Ling, asking her not to go out these days and be cautious. All that's left is to wait, he's almost certain that the other party will come back at some point.

Sure enough, as soon as I thought of this, the mobile phone rang with a message prompt, and Cheng Shouzheng's number: I am in the Walking Horse Park outside the city.

Hurry up and turn it off.

He knows that Gyeongju's famous weekend resort park is usually full of people. He couldn't understand why the other party chose a place with a lot of people.

I wanted to ask Liu Quan to drive me, but after thinking about it, I couldn't tell if there was any danger, so I took Liu Quan for nothing. Putting away the thread-bound books given by the Ghost King, in the café safe, hopping into the taxi, he rushed towards Yoma Mountain.

Two hours later, it was close to noon and we arrived at the Horse Walk Park. Sure enough, there are many people, and the cold weather cannot stop the citizens from going out to breathe fresh air.

He sat on a bench and quietly unfolded his soul-locking spell, feeling the movement around him.

Not the slightest abnormality was noted, and no one here had their minds set on him. He patiently sat still, waiting for the other party's next news.

At noon, in the afternoon, and then until the sky began to darken, the people on the outing dispersed, leaving him alone on the bench and not moving.

Lock the soul, there is nothing unusual.

It was completely dark, and it was eerily quiet. The street lamps in the park seemed to be broken, emitting an extremely faint dim light, unknown insects were screaming non-stop, and the mountain wind was sometimes rapid and sometimes gentle, blowing Zhuo Gui, who sat still like a statue.

Suddenly, an alarm suddenly arose in his heart, and in this flash of lightning, he quickly twisted his body and threw himself forward.

"Bang"! Silencer-treated long-range sniper rifle bullets grazed the body, and the powerful penetrating force shattered the entire bench!

The soul lock was suddenly cast, and it was another roll, which was worthy of dodging the second shot of the Grim Reaper! A hill in the direction of ten o'clock!

He rolled again, and immediately ran towards the sniper's position, because he sensed that the sniper was collecting his gun and preparing to retreat!

Zhuo Ji had never been so attentive and fast. When he fought Li Cripple, he was covered in injuries and couldn't run fast at all. But now, like a tiger out of the cage, his anger soared, and he locked on to the target and ran at a speed that he couldn't even imagine.

The path in the park was winding, but instead of running along the path, he went straight. The mountain road was uneven, and there were many thorny plants, so he didn't care about it, and let the spikes penetrate his pants and dig into his skin. He is ruthless in his heart, and he vows not to give up until he catches the sniper! The other party's sniper failure had already turned down the mountain, although he didn't know that Zhuo Ji was chasing after him very quickly, but he didn't dare to linger at all, and ran towards the car prepared at the bottom of the mountain.

500 meters...... 300 meters...... It's getting closer!

The person who came finally found Zhuo Gui who was tracking him up, was taken aback, and yelled at the car in front of him: "Start the car!" ”

An unfamiliar voice, not Shi Jian.

"Boom", the motor hissed sounded, Zhuo Gui held back his strength, he must not let this thief escape!

The sniper suddenly pulled out his pistol and fired a bullet from a magazine. But the sky was so dark that all of them shot into nothingness.

At this time, there were still more than ten meters to catch up, and the sniper had already successfully jumped into the van. "Boom"! The throttle was pressed wildly, and the van shot out.

Zhuo Hui shouted wildly, sacrificed his life and flew up, and slammed his arms on the back glass window frame!

At this moment of lightning, he didn't care about it, gritted his teeth and cast a soul lock!

"Definitely!"

He actually cast a spell on the van!

The van seemed to hit a wall, and then the strong inertia directly lifted the car away, flipped in the air, and "boom" fell heavily to the ground.

And the moment Zhuo Ji cast a spell on the car, his chest seemed to be hit by a sledgehammer picked up by a giant!

"Poof" He spurted blood in mid-air, like a kite with a broken string being thrown out, and he passed out before he landed.