"Wu Jun, you guys hurry up and take the express train to the Southern District. Go to the district government to check Ma Zhenhuan's old household registration. In particular, take a closer look at his descendants. You must come back on Saturday. Then dress up as a worker and meet at the old local buffalo tavern. After Bai Lang simply deployed, he broke up with the two brothers.

The next day, Bai Lang put on his work clothes, put on a peaked cap, and dressed as a worker, and came to patrol around No. 3 Shima Street. Surrounded by rows of longhouses, workers' families come and go, and some naughty teenagers frolic among these longhouses. He chatted with a woman for an hour and noticed three suspicious men coming in and out.

"These people are a little abnormal!" One day later, it was already Saturday, and Shirakuro came here again, finally confirming that this was the nest of the Gang of Seven. On the surface, four of them were clothing merchants, two newspaper sellers, and one was an old tool shop.

They pretended not to know each other. It was only at night that some criminal activities were plotted in a small warehouse nearby. There are a lot of old tools and sundries piled up in the warehouse. So they hid what they had stolen here.

Well, these guys are already turtles in an urn. These are the ones who threw me, 'Director Li Ming', into the Dongjiang River. And that time the high flood wave security is still ...... Hmph, this time, the opportunity to avenge him has arrived. Gao Hongbo ......"

Thinking of this, Bai Lang hurried to the buffalo tavern. Today is Saturday, and it is the day to make an appointment to meet with the Wu Jun brothers.

The messy, filthy tavern was full of workers. The whole tavern was filled with the mixed smell of low-grade tobacco, alcohol and stinky sweat, which was unbearable. The Wu Jun brothers were already sitting at the innermost table and waiting.

"Boss, we're back."

"Thank you guys, how's it going?"

"Lan Lin's parents died abroad."

"It doesn't matter. Anything else?"

"They have three children."

"What? Three. Maybe it'...... Go on! ”

"The eldest son is 37 years old and his name is Ma Zilin."

"He's the so-called Major Lanlin. What about the other two?"

"The youngest is Ma Ziya, who just wrote 'death' on the household register."

"Oh, that's the same reasoning I deduced, that mute girl is Lan Lin's own sister. Between them...... There's a man, right?"

"Male. He is 26 years old this year and his name is Ma Zihuo. ”

"What, Ma Zihuo...... Oh, it's ...... I see! Bai Lang's mood was a little uneasy. Ma Zihuo, Firebird? Isn't this the same as the firebird on the cigarette box at the murder scene? So, that cruel murderous demon is him. Alas, he brutally killed Ma Ziya, and she was still his own sister......

"What a madman! It's horrible! Thinking of this, Bai Lang shuddered.

"Yes, this guy is also a madman, Ma Zhenhuan's whole family has inherited serious mental illness. Their father was poisoned by alcohol and their mother committed suicide due to a psychotic episode. And their little daughter has a nervous breakdown, polio, and is still mute. The eldest son, Ma Zilin, is a villain. The second son, Ma Zihuo, is a murderous demon. The whole family is crazy, ah, this family doesn't know what's wrong! ”

Bai Lang was so distraught by all this that he almost wanted to throw up. Inadvertently, he saw a person coming in from outside the door, he was stunned, and then he gave the two brothers a look.

"What, what's wrong? Chief! They asked in a low voice.

"Look, it's the guy who just came in." Bai Lang said in a low voice.

I saw the man hang up his black soft hat, go to a small table and sit down, order two or three dishes impatiently, put his hands on the table, and waited.

Shirarou kept an eye on him. But the man didn't seem to notice. He was very thin, and he was dressed like a skeleton with a pocket on top of it. The eye sockets are deep, the eyeballs are moving, and it looks like a ghost.

He put his hands on the table weakly, his face like the bark of an old tree, expressionless, lifeless, as if he had no eyelashes, like a dried corpse. The eyes seem to be looking into the distance, like a soulless shell.

Alas, this is also a living person? It looked more like a mummy, or an imp that had just escaped from hell, and even the air around him froze. When the others saw him come in, they all looked at him in unison.

Bai Lang called the waiter and asked in a low voice, "Who is that?"

"He's a regular visitor to our place, and he's coming in two or three times a week, and he's sitting in that position every time."

"Do you know his name?"

"I don't know, I just heard people call him a flamingo madman."

"What? Firebird? Bai Lang couldn't help but be taken aback again, it was likely that he was Ma Zihuo! He really looks like a murderous demon, with a terrifying appearance and strange movements. By no means a good person.

"What does he do?"

"I don't know much about him, and he has a very weird temper. He often comes alone and never speaks. When you order, you just use your finger to order the menu. Once, he tapped his finger on me, and I felt like I had been slammed into ice, and I still feel terrible! ”

"Come without saying a word, eat without a word, and leave without a word, right?"

"Yes, it's always been like this!"

"Thank you!" Hakuro gave the waiter some tips. And he kept thinking: "It's him, he's Ma Zihuo, that murderous demon." The cold hands on the table killed many people. I don't almost get ........." He couldn't help but feel uneasy at the thought of this.

"Boss, that's not right!"

"Oh, oh...... Let's go, I'm a little uncomfortable. The three of them left the tavern one after the other.

"Alas, it's terrible, it's just a lonely ghost!" Bai Lang wiped the cold sweat on his head and breathed a sigh of relief, waiting for Ma Zihuo to appear. After about ten minutes, Ma Zihuo appeared, and the three of them quietly followed. I saw him turn around from alley to alley, and after a while he came to the door of a house with a small courtyard on Shima Street, pushed open the iron door and entered.

Bai Lang observed the situation around the house and said, "Hey, Wu Jun, look! Behind this house is the long row of houses of the Gang of Seven. Although there is a high wall in between, the storerooms of the two houses are next to each other. There must be a passage or tunnel in between. ”

"This shows that he and the Gang of Seven are in the same group."

"Yes, you can investigate his situation first, and then report it to me."

Three days later, the two brothers came to report: "What a strange man! According to people around him, he moved in about half a year ago. And he never had any dealings with his neighbors, nor did he have any friends, nor did he have any servants. The windows were left open all night, but the lights were not turned on, and it was often a black hole in the house. He went out in the evening and did not return until midnight, and even in the morning. But no one knows what he does. Sometimes he didn't see anyone for four or five days, and sometimes he stayed in the house for ten days. ”

"Okay, I've worked hard for you, and I'll continue to investigate." The brothers investigated for another eight days, but they didn't make much progress. The most incredible thing is that he disappeared in his entirety.