Where will the old blacksmith go? And Feng Bald hid the other party's forged horseshoe at home, what is the relationship between the two? Now it seems that the people who ran to Feng Bald's house to search on the carpet may really be for the pair of horseshoes, after this series of investigations, the minds of me and the living dead and Wu Dafang are not clear, but they are full of confusion, and the complexity of this matter is unimaginable.

Not only that, there are coincidences everywhere in the world, but the relationship between the tenants of this unit is intricate, Feng Bald is the first brother of the anti-drug team, Wang Da Hammer is the son of a horseshoe forger, and Chu Ao and Ye Liangshen are involved in drugs and entered the bureau.

I stood up and said, "Wang Dazhui, do you have time now?" ”

"No...... Oh no, there is. Wang Dazhui looked at the black gun in the hands of the living dead with fear, and changed his mouth again and again.

I said in a tone that I couldn't refuse: "I ask you to cooperate with us to go to your rural hometown together. ”

"Huh? Yes. Wang Dazhui noticed that the wrist of the living dead moved slightly, how could he dare to refuse?

We went out of the room with him, walked to the outside of the unit door, Wu Dafang's subordinates who had been monitoring had been waiting for a long time, and he reported: "The second captain called to say that Ye Liangshen stopped a taxi, arrived at Jingwei Street, and then disappeared in the alley of the blind spot of monitoring, and he has arranged for the police to go over to investigate and visit." ”

For the time being, it is impossible to determine whether Chu Ao was involved in the theft of Feng Bald's house, but this Ye Liangshen's actions at least looked very abnormal, but neither side could let down their vigilance.

I started the car, with the living dead and Wang Dazhui in the back seat, and Wu Dafang told his subordinates that when the plainclothes police force was in place, the regular men and horses of the first team could be withdrawn.

When I was about to leave the community, I turned my head and asked Wang Dazhui, "Where is the village where your hometown is located, and where is it?" ”

"Xinghua Village in Hukou Town." Wang Dazhui said: "This place is a bit remote, and the road is not easy to walk after leaving the city, and it is estimated that it will not take two hours to get there." ”

"So long?"

I was stunned for a moment, then picked up my mobile phone and contacted the head of the Qingshi Bureau, saying that in the next four hours, Wu Dafang and I would go to check new clues, and if there were side tasks, they would be handed over to other departments, otherwise they would be weak.

The head of the Qingshi Bureau said quite unexpectedly: "There are new clues so soon?" ”

"Feng Bald's house has been stolen, so let's check it out along the way." I turned on my phone and put it in front of the windshield and said, "Let Team Wu tell you." By the way, has Feng Baldzi's injuries stabilized? And what about snatching his son from the gunman's whereabouts? ”

"This time Feng Bald's life is quite big, almost none of the steel balls have caused irreparable trauma to the important parts, and now they are getting out one by one, I just asked the hospital, this operation will last at least until late today or early tomorrow morning, after all, it is too difficult to take the beads, if you are careful during the operation, it will be okay to take the steel balls."

The head of the Qingshi Bureau said slowly: "The gunman who robbed Feng Bald's son has been locked in a red light district with a range of one hectare, the police of the sub-bureau have completely sealed this out, and the anti-pornography team is infiltrating into the investigation, and now there has been progress, that is, the backpack abandoned by the gunman has been picked up, and there is a shotgun with ghost skin attached to it, the power is not too large, and it has also been modified, so it can be seen that the gunman may still be hiding in a certain ecstasy place in the red light district." I decided that even if I dig three feet into the ground today, I will dig out the other party! ”

"I hope I can catch it." There was a hint of worry in my heart, the gunman abandoned his backpack and infiltrated the red light area with the son of Feng Bald, he was absolutely stupid enough to put himself in a place of no return and wait to be caught, and he was sure to escape the arrest of the police.

I advised: "Remember to ask the hospital to change a group of medical staff to take the pearls every few hours, after all, this kind of operation is very energy-consuming, in case any medical staff enters a state of exhaustion, a mistake may kill Feng Bald." ”

"Well, I almost forgot this detail, thanks for the reminder." After the head of the Qingshi Bureau finished speaking, he said majestically: "Wu is panicking, tell me about the investigation between you and Xiao Xu." ”

"Hey, I'm Wu Dafang, not Wu Dafang." Wu Dafang muttered in a low voice, but he didn't dare to be heard by the other party, he spent twenty minutes to tell the story completely.

"A pair of rusty horseshoes? Golden horseshoe? The old blacksmith who disappeared? The head of the Qingshi Bureau extracted the key points and chewed for a moment, and he said inexplicably: "What is this Feng Bald Man involved in, the enemy family not only wants to kill him, but also goes to his house to search for a pair of rusty horseshoes, I suspect that it is very likely that the people behind the gunman's side did not turn over to the horseshoe before attacking Feng Bald, but because he missed the shot, he failed to shoot his head but slapped his stomach, so he snatched his son and tried to threaten Feng Bald to hand over this pair of horseshoes in the future." Having said that, if this is the case, the horseshoe hidden at home by Feng Bald is an extraordinary thing, and it can't be as simple as it seems. Wu panicked, the task of studying the horseshoe will be handed over to you, if you don't finish it, you will come to see you. ”

Wu Dafang said depressedly: "My lord of the local bureau, what kind of door can this pair of horseshoes have?" There is no mechanism and it is solid. ”

"Then why did Feng Bald hide them?" The head of the Qingshi Bureau asked rhetorically.

Wu Dafang was also very helpless, he was silent for a long time, and he said with a wry smile: "Okay, I'll do my best, I don't know how many times I've mentioned seeing you since you took office." ”

After hanging up the phone, my ears were clear, and I was driving the car wholeheartedly.

At this time, I have gone out of the city, according to the guidance of Wang Dazhui into the sheep intestine path to Xinghua Village, although the road is cement, but it has long been in disrepair, there are indeed potholes everywhere, there are many cracks, this road is like being torn apart by an earthquake.

After an hour, I was a little tired, and asked, "Sledgehammer, how far is it?" ”

"About forty minutes." Wang Dazhui yawned and said, "I took a taxi home that time, and it cost 400 yuan before the driver was willing to start the car." ”

The expression of the living dead remained unchanged for ten thousand years, and he said, "This is really remote enough." ”

"It's not even on the map of Qingshi." Wang Dazhui explained: "Count it as an affiliated village of a slightly larger village next door, after all, there are only about 20 households in our village, and a fart at the head of the village can be heard at the end of the village." ”

How could such an old blacksmith in such a remote village be involved in the attack on Feng Baldzi?

There was a big colorless question mark hovering over my head, and my mind flickered with the bumps of the car, and I asked, "Sledgehammer, before your father disappeared, did he often leave Xinghua Village or rarely go out?" ”

"Let me think about it." Wang Dazhui recalled: "Before I came out to mix, that is, when I didn't grow up, my father would carry a bamboo basket on his back every time he went to the market, and pushed the cart to Daji Village to catch the market, and the cart was full of farm tools and objects he built, but the bamboo basket was empty, and when he came back, he was also empty, I asked him curiously what he was doing with this thing, my father said to commemorate my mother, when my mother was alive, she always carried a bamboo basket and went to the market with him, a stall, and a purchase of abnormal things or vegetables to eat. But except for the market, I remember my father staying in his blacksmith shop and tinkling and knocking non-stop. ”

I said thoughtfully, "When will he go out and when will he come home?" Do you often follow? ”

"No, I can count the total number of times I have followed, because I have to watch the door at home, and I am worried that some thief will steal the equipment or iron lumps in the blacksmith shop and sell scrap iron or give it to people in need at a low price. My father always went out very early for the market, but he didn't come back until late in the evening. ”

I said suspiciously: "Normally, doesn't the market disperse in the afternoon?" ”

"I also asked about this, and my father said that after finishing the set, I went to Faxiao's house to play for a while before rushing back." Wang Dazhui explained: "But his business is really good, and every time he hits it, he is bought out." ”

A strange thought came to my mind, even if the disappeared old blacksmith had a good relationship with Fa Xiao, he couldn't go to the other party's house for a few hours every time he went to the market and set up a stall, which was bound to be annoying...... Should he hide it from his son, every time he takes the opportunity to catch the market, he goes to an unknown place and does something unknown?