"I've already written down everything, you can see if it's right, if there's no problem, just press a handprint."

A transcript was pushed in front of Ye Feifei, and on it was a beautiful pen letter, and the inspector who recorded it was still a little bit of a handwriting level.

Seeing that there was no problem, Ye Feifei dipped it in the ink clay next to him, and then pressed his handprint.

"We will call you for details, and please keep your mobile phone unblocked."

Ye Feifei nodded hurriedly, hesitated for a moment, and said, "I'll try to go to bed at ten o'clock at night, and you guys will look for me before that." ”

"Yes, we'll take care of it, you can leave."

Accompanied by the inspectors, Ye Feifei left the inspection center, and he also obtained the vegetable buns distributed to him by the police.

Standing in place and thinking about it for a while, Ye Feifei sent a text message to Fang Zheng, then left the old neighborhood and took the bus to Lao Zhang's guest house in the old streets and alleys.

The goal of the two together is too big, and only by transferring can the stalker's stalking be reduced, it can be seen that Ye Feifei is also very afraid of the eyeliner of the shopkeeper.

When he returned to Lao Zhang's guest house, it was already more than two o'clock in the afternoon, during which Ye Feifei had also eaten lunch, and he was now in his room to determine the course of action.

Sitting on the sofa with a teacup, Ye Feifei looked at the map of Tianzi City on the coffee table and pondered for a while, but the sound of the two people talking made him a little interested.

"There was a large-scale fight at the Knife Casino yesterday, and the venue has changed hands, so we might be able to go somewhere."

"What's going on? Isn't that a place for knives? ”

"It's very simple, last night there was a man in a black fur coat who won a lot of money there, and the knife refused to let the other party go, which took his life and the whole casino."

"The city lord doesn't care?"

"You think too much, this situation can't be managed, it's the hand of the knife that moves first, it's useless for you to go to the Führer and cry."

"Do you know what's that boss's name?"

"I heard them call Black Hawk."

"I also feel itchy when I hear you say that, why don't you gamble now?"

"Good idea, wait until I find a poker ......"

……

The sound of the conversation coming from next door came from two men, and according to their voice analysis, it seems that they are not more than thirty years old, and they are not cultivators, otherwise the content of the conversation would not have been transmitted like this (at least the cultivators would have arranged a soundproof magic circle).

The Knife Casino, a site under the street where the coffin shop, is a rich man's gold cave, which is filled with a large number of outlaw gamblers and criminals day and night, causing headaches for both the Inspectorate and the City Lord's Mansion.

The boss of the knife casino is called Xiaodao, he has a small heart, likes and dislikes are ruthless, he is quite powerful in the Tianzhi City, and it is common for him to be domineering, even the city lord does not dare to easily pull out this tumor.

Who would have thought that such a cancer would be directly pulled out by a person named Black Hawk, which is definitely hot news.

At first, Ye Feifei was still worried about how to find Ye Shuangying, but at the moment he was in a cheerful mood, he already knew how to find the other party, but it could be used as a hidden killer.

With a good idea, Ye Feifei's most worried problem was gone, and he planned to call Fang Zheng in the evening and ask him to rush towards the old streets and alleys.

Now that there is more time, Ye Feifei has designed a course of action, and after drinking the tea, he fell into a dream and began to cultivate.

is different from before, this time Ye Feifei successfully saw Sanjiu's dream, although it was a corner, but it also brought him unimaginable information.

……

It was a deep day, and it rained all the time.

Sanjiu, who was standing on the street of the State Guest House, shivered a little, looking at the small card in his hand with the dim light.

"Go? Or not going? ”

Asking himself a deep philosophical question, Sanjiu took out a coin and tossed it.

"Go to the head, not go to the back."

The coin landed in a rainwater-soaked puddle, but it was a familiar obverse.

"Go!"

Holding a big black umbrella, Sanjiu took a step

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