Looking at this deep secret passage at the moment, the first thought that flashed in Zhang Hao's mind was that this secret passage might be a tunnel during the anti-Japanese period, as Zhang Hao looked further, the idea of an anti-Japanese tunnel was untenable, and there were many traces of excavation on the walls around the secret passage, plus there were a lot of broken soil on the ground, which was enough to prove that the secret passage was newly dug.

Zhang Hao used a flashlight to shine on both sides of the secret passage, and there was nothing on the ground and walls.

"I'm rubbing, it's really fast," Zhang Hao couldn't help but sigh.

"Squeak... Huang's cry came from the secret passage, Zhang Hao shone it with a flashlight, and Huang and dozens of mice carried a shovel in the direction of the cave entrance.

"Squeak" Huang stood on the shovel and kept jumping, Zhang Hao then understood what Huang meant, it meant that the ash was hacked to death by the shovel.

Zhang Hao took out a narrow wooden board from under the bed and put it on the hole, and the mice that had just fallen down climbed up the slope.

"Huang, you don't have to worry first, I will help you find the murderer of the ashes" Zhang Hao yawned as he spoke, because there was not much fatigue left, Zhang Hao was extremely sleepy, and if he wanted to find the owner of this shovel, he could only wait until the fatigue value recovered early tomorrow morning.

Zhang Hao pushed the dog cage at the door, blocked the position of the hole, and then turned to the rats behind him and said: "Ash is gone, you still have to live well, hurry up and eat, and when my fatigue value recovers, I will definitely find out the murderer who killed Ash."

"Squeak... The rats seemed to understand what Zhang Hao said, and they all lowered their heads and ate dog food.

Zhang Hao was going to lie on the bed and sort things out, but he didn't expect to fall asleep as soon as his head touched the pillow.

I slept soundly this night, I didn't have a dream, and it was the highest quality sleep in these days.

"Open the door, open the door......" Early the next morning, a series of rapid knocks woke Zhang Hao up from his sleep.

"Who?" Zhang Hao sat up suddenly.

Miao San looked very anxious and waved his hand at the window.

Zhang Hao got out of bed very reluctantly: "Don't you have the key to the store?" And told me to open the door for you."

As soon as the door opened a crack, Miao San squeezed in, he turned around and looked behind him, and after making sure that no one was following him, he took out a note from his arms.

"Boss, this is the test sheet, why didn't I come out of it, there's something wrong with it, you see"

Hearing that it was a test sheet, Zhang Hao immediately regained his senses, he took the test sheet, and studied it carefully for a while.

"That's right, that's it," Zhang Hao folded the test sheet and put it in his pocket.

Miao San asked puzzled, "Boss, what did you find?" ”

"The content of pollen in the spray is particularly large, it is a health care product for ordinary people, but for asthma patients, it is an arsenic-like poison, and what asthma patients are most afraid of is allergies, and pollen is just easy to cause allergies."

"Then Hong Qi is not dead," Miao San said with a surprised expression.

"Let me wash my face first" In order to sober up as much as possible, Zhang Hao put his head under the faucet and washed it up with cold water.

"Poof, cool third brother, hand me the towel"

Zhang Hao took the towel and said while wiping his face: "Third brother, you fill up the car with gas, I will use it in a while"

"Oh," Miao San turned and walked out the door.

"Boss, you'll send me off, if you're sleepy, go back and sleep for a while," Miao San said as he opened the car door.

"Hehe, I'll come out and wait for someone, you can go yours" Zhang Hao looked up at the sky as he spoke.

It takes forty or fifty minutes to drive back and forth from the nearest gas station to Dog Shi'er, plus it will take twenty or thirty minutes to pass through the downtown bustling section of the city center on the way, and Miao San will spend one and a half hours to go back and forth.

Zhang Hao stood outside and waited for nearly twenty minutes, there was nothing in the sky except for a few clouds floating occasionally, Zhang Hao looked down at his watch and said, "I should be back soon"

"Flutter lala......" As soon as Zhang Hao finished speaking, a black rain pigeon flew down on the windowsill.

Zhang Hao ran to the bird shop diagonally opposite, grabbed a handful of corn and sprinkled it on the black raindrops: "It's hard, eat it"

"Coo-coo-coo-......" black raindrops kept pecking at the corn kernels on the ground.

Looking at the black raindrops on the ground, Zhang Hao said to himself: "It's up to you whether the tracking plan is successful or not."

"Do you have a big handy bag, man?" A sixty or seventy-year-old aunt interrupted Zhang Hao's train of thought.

"Auntie, what do you want?"

"No, I bought potted flowers opposite, holding me with my hand for fear of being beaten, can you find me a sturdy bag, I'll put it on" Auntie's hand was still shaking when she spoke, and the symptoms looked like sequelae of cerebral thrombosis. ,

"I'm going to find one for you," Zhang Hao turned around and went back to the house and took out two convenient bags, one for flower pots and one for the outside.

Zhang Hao put the packed flower pot in the hands of the old lady and said, "Auntie, you have taken it."

"Thank you, young man," the old aunt was very satisfied, and left with the convenience bag.

After the eldest lady left, Zhang Hao found that there were many more people in the alley for a while, and most of them were holding a pot of flowers in their hands.

"There are no flower sellers in the alley?" Zhang Hao was wondering there, and suddenly heard someone shouting at the door of Liu Fanmuzi's store opposite: "Five flowers, five pieces, you can choose whatever you want, it's all five......"

Zhang Hao looked in the direction of the sound, and there were big flower pots in front of Liu Fanmuzi's pet hospital, and in each pot there was a flower that had just been transplanted.

"Boss, how much is this pot of perfume Yueji?"

"Five, all five," Liu Fan said without raising his head.

Zhang Hao took out five yuan change from his wallet and handed it to Liu Fan Muzi, and then took the flowers back to the store, and Liu Fan Muzi didn't find out that it was Zhang Hao who bought the flowers.

Zhang Hao put the flowers on the windowsill in the room, and he stood next to him and studied them carefully.

"Good and decent, what kind of flowers are you selling? What the hell is she trying to do? A large string of question marks drilled into Zhang Hao's head.

Zhang Hao put the flower pot in his hand and studied it over and over again for a long time, but he didn't figure out what was going on.

"Boss, I'm back, what are you doing?" Miao San put what he was eating on the table and walked towards Zhang Hao.

"I really don't see it, you still like to raise flowers, you really have to use dim sum to serve this thing, what flowers like what soil, what fertilizer to apply, how much water to water a day, there are many words, you can learn slowly" Miao San said and picked up the moon on the windowsill and looked at it carefully.

"No, how can the boss use sand to plant flowers?"

"Sand?" Speaking of sand, Zhang Hao suddenly thought that the soil quality of Q City is very special, mainly sandy soil, so it is not difficult to explain why Liu Fan Muzi sells flowers.