The morning sun is indifferently slanting, the late autumn cold wind sweeps everything on the street and floats dirty, and at the empty alley mouth sits a little beggar in rags, boredly holding a half-foot-long bamboo stick, sharpening the mottled corners around him, occasionally raising his head to look at the street. Deep in the alley behind him is the gate of the dog traitor.

Later, he was so bored that he used the bamboo stick in his hand to write on the ground in front of him, two crookedly, Xu Xiao. The dirty little face smiled happily at the marks on the dirty ground, rubbed the two handwriting with the soles of his shoes, and then rewrote them seriously.

......

A man in black hurriedly ran across the street, his collar swinging in the wind, his placket fluttering in the wind, and the leather holster jumping behind him.

He ran into the Drunken Immortal Building, ran in the aisle, passed by the clouds and spitting waste, hurried up the stairs, and stepped on the wooden plank.

"Master Qian, that kid arrived in the team just now, he wanted to open the gun cabinet, but Lao Liu didn't agree. Then he left and joined the police force. ”

A string of Buddhist beads rubbed and turned in the big hands full of scars, one by one across the swinging thumbs, calm and calm. The people in the room laughed: "It's still young! The grace of the imperial army can't be eaten, just thinking about throwing a rope at the top, it's useless to climb as high as you want, sooner or later you will be hanged." ”

"Master Qian, you said that he is such a bad gambler who has no hair, does he really have the courage to move the Zhao team?"

"Hehe, it is said that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, and barefoot are not afraid of wearing shoes. ”

The beads continued to be rubbed and turned by the big hands, one by one endlessly across the fingertips.

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In a luxurious room, a comfortable bed, an amiable middle-aged man, wearing a nightgown, pushed open the window, waved his hand towards the gate in the morning sun, and a few people in black dodged the way and let the man in black outside the door in.

"Lao Liu, have you had breakfast?"

The person who entered the door saw the kind smile in the window, and didn't dare to get too close, and stopped at the edge of the flower bed seven or eight meters away, and bowed and said: "Master Zhao, that kid Li Youcai came to the team in the morning and wanted me to open a gun cabinet for him, I didn't agree, he seemed to live in the gendarmerie last night." ”

"Oh? don't you mean...... Did he go to the Drunken Immortal Building last night? The one surnamed Qian didn't leave him? Hehe, it's a little interesting, it's a little interesting. Have breakfast with me?"

"Uh...... No, no, Zhao Ye, you're busy, I still have to go back to the team. ”

The man in black bowed and took a few steps back, turned around, and the kind smile in the window disappeared for a moment, and instead looked up gloomily.

......

Pop -- Four green papers fell on the table, and the four hot characters of the Meixian Detective were printed on each document.

Four people in black at the table, black shoes, white socks, black pants, black clothes, black top hats, stood and sat in three places, quietly looking at the sunglasses people who were also wearing but no hats, and had just thrown down their documents at the table.

"This is your ID, from now on, you are a member of the detective team, and from now on you can fish and meat in the country, rampant and unscrupulous, aren't you happy?"

The three men in black who were standing quietly despised the sunglasses and did not speak, and the man in black sitting in the main seat raised his gloomy and cold face, and the brim of his top hat was slightly lower, which added to the sense of decadence.

The eyebrows above the sunglasses raised helplessly: "Uh...... Well, here's your gun. ”

The canvas bag was thrown on the table, and the sound of metal clashing sounded very grounded.

The handsome man in black pushed the brim of his hat, reached out and tore open the bag, and then he and the two beside him were dumbfounded: "This...... Flower Trap?"

The gloomy man sitting didn't react, looked at the gun in the bag lightly, raised his hand and took out the twenty-ring large mirror box from it, lowered his head and skillfully began to inspect it.

The handsome man and the wooden face looked at each other, and after two seconds, they suddenly reached out together, only to realize that there were only two shell guns left in their bags.

Whoa--the red-faced man had already held the flower machine gun in his hand when the two were cross-eyed, and at this moment he was pulling the bolt clearly, looking at those honeycomb-like heat dissipation holes intoxicated: "I'll do the tiring work of firepower!"

"Will you use it?" the wooden face rolled his eyes.

"It's enough for me to make it ring!"

"Cut-" The handsome man reluctantly took out the shell gun from his bag.

The man in sunglasses took out a map of the county seat from his arms, half-spread it on the table, and drew a circle somewhere with a pencil: "The nest of the Zhao brigade is here, he is an old fox, there are a lot of people, my idea is ......"

The gloomy man fiddled with his gun and interrupted without looking up: "Draw me the location of the surname Qian, and draw me all the locations where he may be, his property, his shop, his home." ”

"What?"

"Whoever takes mine, I will look for him!Find him to die! Or find me to die!" The tone was so light that it was tasteless, not like a human being.

The man in sunglasses was stunned, looked at the four people who were fiddling with guns at the table, and bit his lip: "Sir Hu, calm down." Sister Su is in his hands, once ......"

"Draw it. After examining the gun, he had already begun to reload the bullets, one by one clicking rhythmically in his hand.

"Whew—okay, okay. The pencil began to draw circles on the map, simply marking, "When are you going to start?"

"You start when you're done. ”

Boom - the tip of the pencil is broken.

"You'll go to the surnamed Zhao in a while, I don't care if you visit the door or chat, you have to go anyway. Letting my guard down helped me get the hang of it in one fell swoop. ”

"This ...... I'm going to be a target!"

"The one surnamed Zhao won't kill you in broad daylight. ”

"I'm talking about Qian! He's black, you know? Once you do it to him, if you can't strike him in one blow, his eyes and ears won't look for you four thugs, but for me for revenge! If you have to, then I'll have to get into the gendarmerie before you do it, and I don't have any safe place but that. ”

The gloomy man slowly raised his head and looked at the anxious man in sunglasses for a few seconds: "This is not only her business, but also your business." ”

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There was a sound of the gate in the alley, and the little beggar basking in the sun at the entrance of the alley lazily turned his head to look into the alley, a man in black wearing sunglasses was walking out, he was wrapping his coat tightly, buttoning the buttons under the collar, hurried out of the alley, hurried past the little beggar, didn't bother to pay attention to the little beggar under the corner, frowned deeply and looked around as he walked, and walked farther and farther.

Soon after, a figure hurried out of another alley, hurried past the little beggar, and followed the man in sunglasses who was getting farther and farther away.

There is a wind blowing through the alley, rolling up bursts of floating sand, there is sunlight sprinkled on the alley, but not a trace of warmth can be felt, the sky is extraordinarily blue, dark blue, not like the sky, like a curtain; the mottled wall is also pasted with broken advertising paintings, those dry up dirty corners crackling in the wind, although torn incompletely, you can still see that the painting is a cheongsam beauty and matches, dazzling and desolate in the sun.

The little beggar sat in the corner of the wall under the painting, a man in black was walking out of the alley next to him, despite the wind, his arms were open, and the handsome face under the black top hat saw the little beggar by the wall, raised his foot and kicked him: "Stinky food, get away from Lao Tzu!"

The little beggar half lay at the base of the wall and looked up, not frightened, but smirked: "Brother Ma Liang, you look better than a traitor in this dress!"

"Who is the traitor? Believe it or not, little cub, I'll take you to the detective team?"

Another man in black appeared at the entrance of the alley, and stabbed the handsome man with a black face: "You're sick! Are you really willing to do this?"

The handsome man put on an arrogant posture and pinched the top of his hat: "That's right! Lao Tzu is willing to do this! Now this is my territory! Speak to me and pay attention! Believe it or not, I'm going to kill you right now!"

The little beggar was speechless with black lines, and the other man in black was so angry that he was already panting.

A third man in black walked out of the alley and appeared beside them, holding a hastily wrapped object in his coat in his hand, looking around nervously.

"Shi Cheng, hey, hey, Shi Cheng. ”

"Huh?"

"Can you be more natural? Is it useful to wrap your clothes in this way? You don't look like a detective, but like a thief! Or you can give it to me!"

The red-faced man in black looked down at the clothes bag he was holding on his chest, and couldn't help but push the brim of his hat: "A thief is a thief, anyway, if you don't like a good person, you won't get it...... Then I can carry it, I can carry it. His right hand holding the bag hung down to his side, and it felt like he was carrying an angular bag of clothes, except for a piece of wooden butt peeking out from behind his wrist, which looked both absurd and weird.

There was the sound of gates closing in the alleys, followed by the sound of unhurried locks. Soon after, a fourth man in black walked out, with black shoes, white socks, black pants, black clothes, and the buttons under the collar were not fully tied, revealing the collar of the white undershirt to show that he was wearing very comfortably. I could see the lines of his bronzed face clearly, but I couldn't see his eyebrows clearly, because the brim of the black top hat was slightly lower. Slightly hunched back, slightly bowed, in the sun, this black and white distinction did not make him energetic, but more gloomy and decadent, it seemed to be ...... There is also a faint hint of cold sadness.

When he stopped at the corner of the alley in the sun, the other three men in black and the little beggar sitting in the corner were silent, and only watched him quietly.

"It's not a task. He said.

He slowly raised his head to look at the high blue, and finally showed his thick eyebrows and thin eyes in the sun, and his complexion was very poor.

"It's not an order either. He said.

Hearing something blowing in the wind beside him, he turned his head sideways and saw the mottled paintings of broken paper, cheongsam women and matches.

"I'm not a company commander. He said.

"Brother, don't talk about it, we know what we're doing! I'm ready. The handsome man in black spoke quietly, but with a lot of determination.

"I'm here for Su. Wood said solemnly, his tone and expression equally serious.

The third man in black unnaturally shook the handle of the flower machine gun he was holding in his hand: "I...... Would love to try the firepower of this thing. ”

The gloomy man in black nodded, he didn't need to say anything more, and strode forward: "Drunken Immortal Building!"

The little beggar got up and hurried forward past the gloomy man in black. The other three men in black also took a step forward and began to face the wind unhurriedly. The handsome man began to smile and pretend to be uninhibited again, the wooden face continued to be serious, and the man carrying the clothes was still looking nervously, unnaturally trying to hide the butt behind his wrist......