Yu Qianhua glanced at Kong Qingtian's corpse, stepped forward and patted Zhu Hao's shoulder, comforting him. She and Zhu Hao interrogated Kong Qingtian for half a night, and under the trial of Yu Qianhua, a master of subtle discernment, Kong Qingtian explained all the details of the village massacre that year.

Kong Qingtian's confession is first-hand evidence and is very credible. What he said was similar to what Zhou Yan told Zhu Hao. The difference is only that the two have different angles, but the general context of the events is basically the same. Combined with what Zhu Hao saw and understood when he returned to his hometown, and verified it in three aspects, the village massacre incident in his hometown can be concluded. Back then, it was indeed the village where the pursuers slaughtered, not Qi Yunsheng. In addition, in order to prevent flooding of the village, he also contributed to the landslide of the mountain near the lake, delayed the lake from bursting its banks, and tried to save the people in the village.

According to Kong Qingtian, many of their group were later arrested by the guild's investigation team. Recently, he had to take refuge in the Zhu clan, and heard that those who were arrested that year were sent to the northeast to mine. If he doesn't take refuge, then he will also end up like this. As for how many of those people were still alive, he couldn't say. In the end, he gave a few names that he remembered. Zhu Hao wrote them down one by one.

Yu Qianhua saw that there was nothing to ask, and the last palm shattered Kong Qingtian's head. She saw that Zhu Hao's mood was a little calmer, so she beckoned him to find a place with thick soil and dig a pit to bury people.

Their current location is in the southwest of the capital, forty or fifty kilometers away from the city. After disposing of the body, the two went around the south, slightly modified it, and returned to the city. Everything is normal in the city, and it seems that Zhu Buliang has not yet been able to launch a large-scale manhunt in the capital. But the two still carefully bypassed the place where there were police, and tried not to get close to the surveillance probe.

Yu Qianhua was in a bad mood all the way. It wasn't to prove that Qi Yunsheng was not the murderer of the village, she was worried about her brothers in her gang. The form of distribution of management power between Zhu's uncles and nephews over Zhu's group is similar to that of the chairman and general manager. Usually it is Zhuge who manages. If the Zhu clan group was still controlled by Zhuge Xiaoge, then she could be sure that he would not dare to give the massacre order. But now she knew that it was Zhu Buliang who was dealing with this. She was basically sure that Zhu Buliang would not act rashly. There are two reasons, one is that there are still two days to hold a martial arts conference, and at this critical time, he will not destroy his reputation and give people a handle. Another reason is that the matter is of a private nature. He generally does not directly meddle in Zhu Xiaoge's private affairs. He should wait until Zhuge Xiaoge finishes the operation, and Zhuge Xiaoge wakes up and handles it himself. But everything is afraid of what happens, in case Zhu Buliang gives an order to kill in a fit of anger, she also has to have a countermeasure.

On the way, she used her mobile phone to notify Hong Yanzhang and asked him to arrange unforgiving manpower, first, to keep an eye on the detention center and pay attention to whether there are relevant departments to bring up a large number of people. The second is to let the inner line of the Zhu clan group find a way to collect the dynamics of the Zhu clan to see if they have any changes. The third is to keep an eye on Zhuge Xiaoge's whereabouts and see which hospital he is operating in. She didn't believe that Zhu Buliang would guard Zhu Xiaoge every step of the way, if there was really a massacre of the Chaodu Gang brothers, it would mean a full-scale war, and she would kill Zhuge Xiaoge as soon as possible.

When there were still two blocks away from the Wulian Building, Yu Qianhua suddenly put away her mobile phone, stopped, and looked across the road with her eyes. It's the morning rush hour, and the road is full of commuters, even across the road. Zhu Hao followed the gaze of the helper, but he didn't find any people who behaved abnormally. He looked back at the helper suspiciously, and asked in a low voice, "Is there a situation?" We were discovered? ”

"It's not. We didn't expose it. I found something else. Do you see the tall middle-aged woman in a black coat across the street? ”

"Crossbody shoulder bag, the short-haired one?"

"Yes."

"It's not a middle-aged woman, she looks like she's in her thirties."

"Don't say it's useless. You keep an eye on her first, and follow her over here. I caught up with her from the overpass in front of me, and if I couldn't find her by then, you could give me a hint. Do you understand? ”

"Understood!" After Zhu Hao finished speaking, he turned around and walked back. Yu Qianhua quickened his pace and ran towards the Tianjie Street in the distance.

By the time she caught up with the woman, she had already turned two intersections. There were too many people on the road, but fortunately with Zhu Hao's help, otherwise it would be really difficult for her to say that she could find her again. She took out her mobile phone and called Zhu Hao across the road.

After listening to the phone, Zhu Hao stepped forward with a pair of chubby legs, pretended to be late, and ran to another overpass in front of him.

The woman obviously had no psychological preparation and relevant experience for anti-stalking, and did not turn back along the way, nor did she suddenly turn around and return to such a tentative act. She kept walking forward at a uniform pace. After a while, Zhu Hao appeared on the road ahead of her. She didn't notice anything and passed by Zhu Hao. She walked briskly for another half a block, finally turning into her destination. And Yu Qianhua stopped at the street corner a hundred meters away. Because the woman's destination is none other than the Wulian Building.

Zhu Hao walked back more than two hundred meters, and when he saw that no one was paying attention to them, he turned back again, walked to Yu Qianhua's side and asked, "What's wrong?" Lose someone? ”

"It's not. She arrived at the place and entered the Wulian Building. Let's not walk from the front. We went to the office through the side door. ”

The two of them passed through a large shopping mall, passed through a landscape street, and went around half a street before entering the building opposite the Wulian Building through the side door and returning to the rented office. There was no one in the office, and after yesterday's incident, Hong Yanzhang decided not to get too close to the Wulian Building for the time being for safety reasons. So he withdrew yesterday afternoon, but the surveillance installed in the room facing the opposite side was still on. However, for the sake of added concealment, this monitoring is not connected to the Internet. Yu Qianhua came to check the monitoring on the way.

"Is it clear?" Yu Qianhua asked as soon as he entered the door.

Zhu Hao closed the door, took out his mobile phone, and pulled up the photo of the woman he had taken secretly just now to Yu Qianhua to see. He took a total of three shots. The last one was too close and only captured half of the other person's face, so it couldn't be used. But the first two photos are good. The first is a long shot, and the second is a half-length photo. Zhu Hao sent the two photos to Yu Qianhua's mobile phone.

Yu Qianhua stared at the photo in her phone for a while, and then instructed Zhu Hao: "You are here today staring at the building opposite, you don't have to worry about other things, just wait for her to get off work." Then follow her all the way home. Notify me when you know her address. Do you understand? ”

"Understood!"

Since Zhu Hao was promoted to the position of the altar master, he has rarely performed this kind of squatting and tracking task, but he has not done much in the past, and his business has not been wasted.

Yu Qianhua changed into a leather coat in the office, loaded the disc taken from the surveillance, picked up a helmet, and then came to the underground parking lot of the building, pushed out a large motorcycle from a corner, she lit the fire, looked at the fuel gauge, and then she hung up the gear, released the clutch, and rushed out of the garage.

She walked the streets and alleys, avoiding the morning rush hour of people and traffic, and drove all the way to the east. A little more than an hour later, she arrived at a dilapidated neighborhood outside the East Sixth Ring Road. She first carefully circled the neighborhood without anyone following or surveillance, then parked her car in a paid parking lot in a nearby mall and walked into the community.

This community has been built for at least 20 years, and the residential buildings in the community are not very tall, only five or six floors. Their exterior walls are covered with traces of time, and all kinds of cables, telephone lines, and network cables are dense like spider webs, and they are scattered and untidy.

Yu Qianhua came to Building 13 and looked from the outside, a small mirror was reflecting the light outside the window of Room 402 of Unit 3, which showed that everything was normal. When she came to the fourth floor of Unit 3, she did not enter Room 402, but knocked on the door of Room 401. Room 402 on the opposite side is inhabited by two unforgiving protection officers. She knew they should be watching her from behind the mirror, so she waved her hand back with a coded gesture.

After a while, the door of room 401 was opened, and a fat girl in pajamas with sleepy eyes stood behind the door, and after seeing that it was Yu Qianhua, she let go of her hand holding the door, turned around and walked into the house, and at the same time her two fingers hooked on her shoulder, signaling the person outside the door to come in. Yu Qianhua followed her into the room and closed the door casually.

The door is facing the living room, which looks like a normal housemaiden arrangement. A large-screen TV, a messy sofa, a coffee table piled high with snacks, and a large ashtray full of cigarette butts. In the corners are some parcels, piled up on the side.

"Another busy night?" Yu Qianhua casually picked up a pack of walnut kernels from the coffee table, opened the package and asked while eating.

The fat girl looked at the wall clock on the wall, and said, "I didn't go to bed until seven o'clock, and it's half past nine, and I've been sleeping for two and a half hours." ”

"I'm sorry, I'm in a bit of a hurry. Otherwise, it wouldn't bother you. ”

The fat girl rubbed her face with both hands, then picked a long cigarette butt from the ashtray, lit the fire, and said, "You are the leader of the gang, what do you say to your brother in the gang to say sorry." Say something quickly, I'll be able to sleep when I'm done. ”