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The little policeman helped Zhang Hao open the national public security information network, and after logging in to the special account of the Q City Public Security Bureau, he stayed aside.

Zhang Hao touched the mouse, clicked on the name column, typed the words "Liu Fan Muzi" with the keyboard, and typed enter.

After searching for more than a minute, the computer displayed: "No such person"

"Not really!" Zhang Hao looked at the blank computer screen and said.

"If the name is not accurate, you better enter your ID card, this is the most accurate!" The little policeman came over and said a word, and then flashed to the side again.

"Is that so?"

Zhang Hao opened the note, and clicked the number key while reading: "230621......", the ID card query is much faster than the name query, and the personal information is displayed in more than ten seconds.

"Name: Zhao Bing......" Zhang Hao returned to the initial state and re-entered it, but the result showed that it was still Zhao Bing.

"The ID card is fake!" Zhang Hao let out a sigh and said.

Zhang Hao pushed the keyboard table inside, got up and was about to walk out the door.

"Our Director is back!" The little policeman said, pointing to the car downstairs.

"I'll go down and find him!" Zhang Hao pushed open the door and walked downstairs.

Zhang Hao and Lin Lang met, first complimented them, and then put forward the topic.

"I left in a hurry that day, I forgot about business, Boss Du's daughter-in-law ran away from him for more than 10 million, do you think you can get it back?"

"More than 10 million? If you say that you will run away, Du Feng is really careless! Lin Lang said as he walked upstairs.

Seeing that Lin Lang did not prove to answer his question, Zhang Hao smiled and said: "Boss Du said that if the money is recovered, he will definitely come to the door in person to thank Director Lin!" ”

Zhang Hao deliberately accented the words "thank you well" when he spoke, Lin Lang, who loves money like life, naturally knew the meaning of Zhang Hao's words, he stopped and put the handrail of the staircase and said: "I will see the outside when I withdraw the money, I have time this week, you let him come over in a while, I will contact the court!" ”

"I'll thank you for Du Feng first, I'm here for this, I'm relieved that you can help me from the Forestry Bureau."

"Go back quickly, it's important to make money, I'll leave this matter to me, hehe!" After Lin Lang finished speaking, he turned around and went upstairs.

"Then I'll go back first, there's still a lot of stuff waiting for you!" Zhang Hao also turned around and went downstairs.

After leaving the Public Security Bureau, Zhang Hao was not in a hurry to go back to the dog market, he drove to Sweet's Cafe, his head was really messy for a while, and he wanted to sort things out.

"What does the gentleman need?" The beautiful waitress stood beside Zhang Hao and asked politely.

"Well, what's your most bitter coffee?"

"Espresso, strong and bitter, do you usually drink coffee, sir?"

Zhang Hao smiled and shook his head.

"I'll recommend you to have a cup of Japanese charcoal-grilled coffee, heavy roasting will make people feel more bitter, but the original flavor of the coffee is maintained to the greatest extent!"

"Okay, just listen to you, bring me a cup of Japanese charcoal-yaki coffee." Zhang Hao smiled and said softly.

The waiter turned around and was about to go inside, but Zhang Haoyou stopped him again: "Wait a minute, do you have a pen and paper?" ”

"There's a customer message sheet in the corner of your desk!"

"Thank you!" Zhang Hao looked at the corner of the table and saw that there was really a hardcover notebook with thirty-two openings.

Zhang Hao opened the notebook and wrote these people on it: "Flip-flops, Yamamoto, Engineering Team, Liu Fan Muzi, Hong Qi, Hong Tian"

"What the hell is going on here?" Zhang Hao was thinking with his head on his shoulders, and kept drawing arrows between the characters with his pen.

"Liu Fanmuzi, who are you? Why are you near me? Zhang Hao can't figure it out, Liu Fan Muzi is beautiful, and he is not short of money, so there is no reason to approach him, unless Zhang Hao has what she wants here.

"Sir, your Japanese charcoal-yaki coffee!"

The moment Zhang Hao took the coffee, he seemed to understand something, he picked up the small spoon and stirred it in the coffee cup while thinking: "What are those engineering teams trying to do when they demolish houses and dig pits?" ”

"Mom, I want that Mickey's mug too!" The little girl on the table next to Zhang Hao pointed to Zhang Hao's coffee cup and said.

Zhang Hao picked up the coffee cup, looked at the Mickey Mouse on it, Zhang Hao suddenly remembered a mouse Xiao Gray's family, and then remembered the finger bones that were dug out by it, and then linked what Xing Di and her father said, and the whole thing might make sense. ,

Zhang Hao's analysis of things is like this: the little devils committed suicide collectively, the corpses were buried on the spot, many years passed, the little devils returned to find the bones, but the specific location of the burial was unknown, and they could only be demolished by blind cats and killed rats one by one, and dug one by one.

"So she and the people in the engineering team are Japanese? Doesn't make sense? Is it worth spending so much money and material resources for a pile of dead people's bones? Zhang Hao felt that some parts of the matter still made a little unreasonable, this was all speculation, and it would take a little effort to get more powerful proof.

"Look at me to lure you out of the hole! Hehe! Zhang Hao picked up the coffee and drank it all, and the waiter next to him was stunned.

Leaving Sweet, Zhang Hao went back to the dog market, and when the car was about to drive to the mouth of the alley, his eyes glanced at the garbage can, and a red rag was placed on the outer edge of the garbage can.

Zhang Hao leaned over the car, leaned out of the window and took a closer look, it turned out to be the piece of cloth wrapped in bricks that he threw away, he didn't care too much when he threw it, but now he took a closer look, there are still very narrow white edges around this red cloth, and the red and white edge lines are a big arc.

"I'm rubbing, isn't this a Japanese plaster flag?" Zhang Hao hurriedly got out of the car, unfolded the red cloth and took a look, and a worn-out Japanese flag was displayed in front of his eyes.

"What a plaster flag!" While saying this, Zhang Hao couldn't help but think of the copper key hidden in the mouse hole, so the key should also be left by the Japanese, and the lock it can open must lock what the Japanese want. Maybe what they really want has something to do with the key.

"Brother Hao, you're back, the person in the house won't leave no matter what he says!" The knife panted and ran to Zhang Hao and said.

"Who? Get in the car first! After Zhang Hao parked the car, he returned to the store with a knife.

"I said our boss wasn't there, you can't understand what you're talking about, are you?"

As soon as Zhang Hao walked to the door, he heard the sound of Miao San arguing with others inside, pushed the door and entered the house to see that it was a flip-flop man talking to Miao San.

"My boss is back, you can tell him something!" Miao San said indignantly.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with me? ”

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