Mu Sen soon learned from Zhao Peng's mouth that when he was first transferred to Ding Chao's side, that is, more than eight months ago, the woman was taken to the police station and a lot of heroin was searched with her. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

After that, Ding Chao sent her to a drug rehabilitation center, which was only a subordinate unit of the police department, not a real drug rehabilitation center. He said that he had to wait for the formalities to be completed before he could be transferred to a real drug rehabilitation center.

When Mu Sen heard this, he immediately asked, "Have you ever been to that drug rehabilitation center?" ”

"Nope. I've heard it's a lot scary than prisons and madhouses. Zhao Peng said with a look of disgust.

"Do you know where that place is?" Moussen asked.

Zhao Peng nodded and said, "I know." ”

"Can you take us there?" Mu Sen stood up excitedly, and he felt as if he was getting closer and closer to the female corpse in the photo.

But Zhao Peng said innocently: "That place has already been demolished......

"......" Mu Sen was stunned, this was the result he didn't expect.

"Demolished? When did it happen? Mu Sen still asked a little unwillingly.

Zhao Peng replied: "It's not a regular drug rehabilitation center, and the place is not big. It's been almost half a year, and that piece has been transformed. But then the local merchants did not do well, what to do and what to lose, who did who closed the door. Maybe it's because the location isn't very good, but it's deserted now, and no one usually passes by. ”

"Tell us the address, I'd like to see it." Said very sincerely.

Zhao Peng didn't seem to understand why Mu Sen was so interested in that drug rehabilitation center that had long been abandoned and renovated. But it's not a secret anyway. If they want to go, let them go. Now there is a depression there, and in such a prosperous tourist city, there is not a single person in that street for a day.

So Zhao Peng wrote the name of that street. And asked with some hesitation: "I heard that the two are well-known masters in the police world to solve crimes, I wonder if people like you are interested in those inexplicable little things?" ”

Moussen, who had already reached the door, turned his head and smiled and said, "We have to go deep into life, only in this way can we get magical effects and extraordinary cooperation, and this in itself is more exciting than any imagination." After saying that, Mu Sen walked out with a smile.

Mo Zitong looked at Zhao Peng, who was still inexplicable, and left only one sentence, "Sherlock Holmes." Then he smiled and left.

Zhao Peng was confused by these two eccentric people. It took a long time to come back to his senses and muttered to himself: "Was that sentence just said by Sherlock Holmes?" It seems that I still need to read books in my spare time......"

Mu Sen didn't waste a little time, and went straight to that weird street. Zhao Peng said that this place is inexplicable, and it really makes sense. There are several streets around that are bustling with activity, but this is the only small street. Not only are all the shops closed, but there are very few pedestrians. Even the sun overhead seems to be particularly stingy here. So, the whole side street looks very gloomy. It gives a lifeless feeling. It's no wonder that no one wants to pass through here.

Mu Sen and Mo Ziqi slowly strolled down this deserted street. Quietly looking at the shops on both sides that have long since closed down.

"Do you think it would be more enjoyable to visit this street at night?" Mo Zitong said with a smile.

Mu Sen glanced at Mo Ziqi and asked, "Do you think we are here for shopping?" Don't you think it's weird? The social security in this city is so good, and the urban construction is also good, so why are there strange irregular drug rehabilitation centers? And such a strange street? ”

"This ...... What does this have to do with how good they are or not? The reason why all the businesses on this street have closed down may be the reason why the feng shui is wrong, right? Mo Ziyan said casually, and kept looking at the shops on both sides.

Mu Sen said angrily: "Can you be serious?" Even Feng Shui came out? Can you still show me a photo? ”

"Just kidding! Mussen, look there. Mo Zitong said. I pointed to a shop on the left near the corner. It seemed to have been a small bar with wrought iron swings on the outside. Tables and chairs, as well as potted plants of varying heights. Although, those potted plants are now only empty pots, and they are full of dust.

There is a large bell hanging at the entrance, and it must be that every time someone opens the door, the bell will make a crisp sound.

Just looking at the exterior decoration, this place is very thoughtful. It stands to reason that in such a tourist city, such a dedicated literary bar should be very popular. How could it have gone out of business in the same way?

However, all this is not the focus of Mo Zitong's want Mu Sen to see. What he pointed out to Mu Sen was the colorful English letters on the dusty window: Happy Every Day

Mu Sen and Mo Ziqi glanced at each other, and then whispered meaningfully: Happy every day. We've got to see this 'happiness.'

Mo Zitong nodded, and the two of them walked towards the small bar tacitly.

Although it was already full of dust and leaves had piled up in front of the door, judging by the newness of the bell in front of the door, it probably didn't take too long to close the door.

Mussen stood in the doorway and looked inside, but the darkness and the dust on the doors and windows made it impossible for him to see anything clearly.

Just when Mu Sen just turned his head to look at Mo Zitong, Mo Zitong asked directly and helplessly: "Isn't it good to break into the door in broad daylight?" People's city security is very good, do you have to do the first vicious case? ”

For Mo Ziqi to know his thoughts so well, Mu Sen had no choice but to smile and say, "You see it's almost dark this day." ”

"And the sun!"

"There is the sun, but there is no one!"

“……”

Seeing that Mo Ziqi was a little speechless, Mu Sen immediately struck while the iron was hot and said: "There is not even a figure on this street, let's not destroy it, I'll unlock it and go in, let's take a look and leave." Good no good? ”

Mo Zitong still said with some hesitation: "Why don't we go back to the police force and go in generously?" This thing about opening the door and picking the lock......"

Mu Sen said with a serious expression at this time: "Zi Di, now is not the time to worry about any identity. One, you and I didn't tell Ding Chao about the photos in our hands. Second, do you think that if you tell him, he will let you affect the image of his city? When the time comes, we will be thwarted from solving the case. If you don't tell him, you won't be able to go in openly, but if you tell him, it will definitely not do us any good. So, let's go and see for ourselves. In case there is nothing, there is no need to explain to anyone. ”

When Mu Sen said this, Mo Ziqi also began to waver. Looking back at the dazzling sunset, Mo Zitong sighed and had no choice but to agree. (To be continued.) )