"Hey! That guy is weird! Wu Changhao's eyes suddenly flashed. Wu Changhao is a well-known veteran detective of the Dongzhou Security Bureau, a man of the year in the security industry, and a veteran of the security industry.

Early in the morning, Inspector Wu Changhao, who was walking on his way to work, noticed a man walking in front of him on Zhongshan Street, wearing tattered clothes and a pair of ugly and big shoes on his feet, looking like a beggar. However, Dongzhou is now in winter, in November, and he is still wearing a broken straw hat that looks like he picked up from a garbage heap.

He stops every 30 steps to re-tie his shoelaces, or intentionally drops his cane on the ground and picks it up again. Every time he squatted, he took a small slice of orange peel out of his pocket and placed it neatly on the side of the stone road.

Is it neuropathy? It doesn't look that serious, maybe it's nerd, I can't say. There are often such nervous abnormalities among beggars, and no one will pay attention to such people. Moreover, it was the morning shift again, and the people who were in a hurry to get to work only glanced at his strange behavior, and no one took it to heart, turned around and walked away.

However, Old Inspector Wu Changhao kept looking at him with puzzled eyes, not letting this person out of his sight. The old inspector was a warm-hearted, hard-working, and stubborn man, and if anything felt unexpected, he would have to find out.

He is usually a gentle old man, but once he finds out about the case, he immediately becomes a different person. Persistent pursuit never gives up easily, like a hound chasing prey, ignoring everything else, blindly chasing forward.

If he suspects who the culprit is, he will never let him go, just as a hound bites its prey and dies even if it refuses to let go. At the scene of the crime, sometimes, some young case prosecutors and section chiefs who were fledgling and slow to handle cases would also be scolded mercilessly by him, and even the inspectors would look at him differently.

Now the old inspector had smelled the sin of crime, and followed the beggar. This man's behavior is very strange. After putting down a piece of orange peel on the side of the road, he turned around and walked towards Dongping Street. At the same time, the old inspector noticed a little beggar of twelve or thirteen years old on the sidewalk across the street, and he made eye contact with the man as he went.

"Oh, these two boys must be in the same group." The old detective continued to follow. The man bent down and pulled up his trouser leg, then placed a small piece of yellow orange peel. At this time, the young man on the sidewalk opposite saw this move, and drew a circle with chalk on the wall next to him, and a cross was drawn in the circle.

"This must be some kind of code." In a moment, the man moved forward again. This time, the man dropped the dead skin and picked up the things that had been thrown on the ground. The boy drew a circle on a nearby wall and added a cross to it.

"The more I look at it, the more it looks like something is going on." The signs of crime are becoming more and more obvious, and Inspector Wu Changhao's eyes are bright. The two guys, one old and one young, kept stopping and continued to make incomprehensible moves. It seemed that the older man had surveyed the terrain and dropped the orange pieces, and the boy marked the wall as he suggested.

When they reached Marriott Plaza, the older man stood still, took a cigarette from his pocket, and lit it. The boy walked up to the man, and at such a young age, he took out a cigarette and borrowed fire from him. Taking advantage of this, the two of them began to talk in a whisper. The old inspector looked from behind a tree in the street and saw the boy handing over something to the old beggar piece by piece.

"Oh! It's a pistol. The old inspector couldn't help but mutter.

The man turned and walked forward, his right hand reaching in and out of his pocket, six times. The detective understood that it was the action of loading the pistol, and turned to walk.

"Ahh He must have planned to commit the crime. But where is he going? The old detective continued to follow intently. After a while, the man walked into a door on Jixing Street, and he hurried over. When I looked in, I saw a large courtyard lined with trees. Inside, it is a very luxurious but old four-story house. It was a deserted, gloomy old mansion with unpruned trees in the courtyard and allowed to grow. The windows on the four floors are tightly closed except for the fourth floor.

Inspector Wu Changhao walked into the courtyard and walked along the gravel road to the front of the main hall. The door was unlocked, so he pushed it open and walked in, then followed the stairs on the right and crept up to the second floor.

At this time, the old inspector suddenly heard the sound of noisy furniture falling to the ground, shouting, and screaming from the fourth floor, followed by the sound ......of gunshots.

Wu Changhao made up his mind, and then rushed to the fourth floor in one go. The door to the fourth floor was wide open, and when he stepped inside, he realized that the sound was coming from the next room. The old detective pushed open the door and looked at it, and couldn't help but be stunned. It turned out that the two beggars just now were in the house, holding chairs and smashing on the ground, screaming and scolding at the same time. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, you would have thought someone was fighting. I don't know what the hell the two of them are doing here, Wu Changhao was stunned by the scene in front of him.

At this moment, from one of the next rooms, a gentleman of about thirty-eight or nine years of age entered, with a dignified appearance, dressed in a sumptuous sheepskin luxury, like a typical young nobleman.

"Well, Mr. Wu Changhao, welcome."

"Who are you?"

The young gentleman did not answer Wu Changhao's question, but walked straight to the two men. He said, "You have worked hard, your task has been accomplished, come, this is the promised reward." The young gentleman handed out a ticket of 100 yuan.

"Excuse me, thank you...... Hi! Don't hurry up and thank the boss! The middle-aged man took the money and said to the young man, and the two beggars bowed a few times before turning to leave.

The young gentleman closed the door, turned to Wu Changhao and said, "I'm very sorry, but I have a big driver." Since I have something very important, I have to ask you to ...... Thank you again for coming. Ha ha! He smiled as he reached out to shake his hand. Wu Changhao shook his hand away, his face flushed, and he glared at the other party very unkindly.

"Hmm, are you angry? Inspector Wu, it's me who is wrong, I should have made a phone call to invite you to come, but in this case, you may not readily agree, and even if you do, you will bring a lot of security, to say the least, there is also a battalion. In this way, there will be a lot of trouble for myself, so . I thought of a way, performed a little trick, and invited you here. ”

"Who are you?"

"Don't you know? Inspector Wu, I'm a little embarrassed! The big detective also has a time when he walks away, so ah, people can't get old! Inspector Wu! I'm Bai Lang!

"What? You're Bai Lang?"