At 21:05, near Dalian Railway Station

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The train station is brightly lit, with neon lights and noise, and the nightlife has just begun.

"Yes, it's me. ”

In the crowd waiting for the traffic light on the side of the road, the young man carried a canvas bag on his back, earphones plugged in his ears, held a SUMSANG-F2100N in his right hand, held a microphone in his left hand to his mouth, and his lips moved slightly.

"Stop, Hyacinth, are you an elementary school student?"

At this time, the traffic light on the opposite side turned from red to green, and the young man followed the crowd to the opposite side.

"Get up, I have something to ask you. ”

A specially treated metal tone rang on the other end of the phone, and it was impossible to tell whether the speaker was male or female: "You're sick, aren't you?

"Do you think you're a white-collar worker and still want to work from 9 to 5?" said the young man as he walked, "Don't talk nonsense, the honorarium I give you is not for nothing, you get what you pay for, don't you understand this truth?"

"Yes, yes, you don't give me that money for nothing, you have to squeeze me clean to get it back to the fare, right?" That being said, Hyacinth's metallic voice didn't make it teasing, "That's the same last time you looked for me...... Alas," a sigh came from the other end of the phone, "It's bad luck to run into an inhuman customer like you......"

"People say that the customer is God," the young man sighed, "how dare you say it......"

He walked across the road and saw a night market at the entrance of the alley to the east, brightly lit and full of people, and it was very lively

"Well, Lord God," Hyacinth pleaded, "will you let me sleep a little longer?"

The young man walked towards the night market, and his mouth simply refused: "Don't talk nonsense, you don't need me to remind you of the professional ethics of the intelligence businessman, right?"

"Alright, alright, I'm up. ”

Hyacinth muttered impatiently, and the metallic voice sounded a little helpless.

"Good. The young man bowed slightly.

There was silence on the other side for a while, and the metallic sound sounded again:

"What do you want to know? If it's about that workshop, I haven't found out if it's true or not. ”

"That doesn't matter anymore, I have something else to ask you," the young man lowered his voice, "Where is the Northeast General Bureau of the Xinglong Dart Bureau, and what is the origin of Zheng Shoushan, the head of the dart?"

“...... I'll look for it. ”

The opposite side was quiet again, Hyacinth was probably looking for information, and the young man walked into the night market, this stall to see, that stall to see, chatting to pass the time.

When he looked at the T-shirt at a clothing stall, the metallic voice sounded again: "The Northeast General Bureau of the Xinglong Dart Bureau is in Harbin City, Heilongjiang Province, which is the same place as the Heilongjiang Branch. ”

"There are still a lot of titles," so many titles are stacked together, Zheng Shoushan really likes to make some false things, the young man muttered, and said, "I probably know some about Zheng Shoushan, and the name of the head of the Northeast General Administration was bought by him from the General Administration." ”

"And what else do you want to know?" asked Metallic.

"What I want to know is," replied the young man, "does Zheng Shoushan have any kung fu, and where is the Northeast General Administration in Harbin?"

“...... Zheng Shoushan's family is wealthy, generous, and he likes to make friends the most, and he is nicknamed 'Smiling Donor'......"

The young man said, "I already know this. ”

"Hmm...... I'll look for it again, wait a minute. The other end of the line was quiet again.

The young man walked to a stall selling chess and cards, and the stall owner strongly recommended a card game called "Haojie Kill", claiming to be the most popular board game in the past two years. But the stall owner was eager to do business, and finally ran into a customer, who was willing to let go easily, only quiet for a few seconds, and saw that the young man's eyes seemed to fall on the packaging box of the "Game Emperor", so he began to chatter again, and the young man was upset by the noise, nodded and smiled at the stall owner, and then turned his head and left.

"Hey, little brother, don't go!" shouted the stall owner behind him, "I'll give you a bargain!

At this time, the hyacinth on the other end of the phone finally moved: "Xinglong Changsheng Printing Co., Ltd." ”

"Xinglong Changsheng Printing Co., Ltd.," the young man repeated in confusion.

Hyacinth explained: "This company looks like a small private enterprise, but in fact, it is the location of the Northeast General Bureau and the Heilongjiang Branch of the Xinglong Dart Bureau, and the registrant and chairman are Zheng Shoushan himself." ”

In other words," the young man thought, "this Xinglong and prosperous printing company is just a cover to cover people's eyes?"

"That's right," said Hyacinth, "the sale of double-skinned milk." ”

"Prosperous and prosperous......" The young man laughed lowly, Zheng Shoushan's obsession was really deep enough, "You can text me the detailed address in a moment." ”

Hyacinth said, "Okay, Roger." ”

"Well, go on. ”

"The Zheng family is originally from Shandong, was originally a famous local martial arts family, people gave the nickname 'Iron Gun Zheng', and then gradually declined, in the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China, the Zheng family in order to take refuge, the family went north to Kanto, and finally took root in Heilongjiang, making a living from street performers. In the twenties and thirties of the last century, when Xinglong Dart Bureau opened a branch in Harbin, he fell in love with the Zheng family's kung fu, and spent a lot of money to hire their family to come over to make a dart head, and since then the position of the dart head of the Heilongjiang Branch has been hereditary by the descendants of the Zheng family, and it has been passed to Zheng Shoushan is the third generation. ”

"Then will this third generation make them iron the Zheng family's kung fu?" the young man asked.

"Maybe......" Hyacinth said vaguely.

"What do you mean by 'maybe'?" the young man asked in an unhappy tone as he walked deeper into the night market, "don't you even have a precise word?"

"The problem is that Zheng Shoushan has never done anything with anyone," Hyacinth explained, "he is generous, not only to the people in the world, but also to the black and white of the world, so the rumors in the rivers and lakes only have his means of entrapping people, and there is no mention of kung fu." However, his father Zheng Congyi is a master of guns. ”

"I'm not asking about his father, what's the use of knowing this?"

"It's also possible that the tiger father doesn't have a dog," Hyacinth's side was quiet for a while, and finally the metal sound sounded with a little helplessness, "No, I didn't find any information about his shot." ”

The young man sighed: "I know, then let's do it first, you go to sleep, remember to send me the specific address of the prosperous company in a while, and I will contact you again if there is something." ”

"I hope it's not the middle of the night. ”

The young man didn't answer Hyacinth's words, and replied, "That's it, goodbye." With that, he hung up the phone and continued to wander around the night market.

After a while, the mobile phone in his pocket suddenly vibrate, and the young man took it out to take a look, only to see that the screen showed that he had received a text message, and then saw that the sender was an unfamiliar number, and he knew that it was sent by Hyacinth.

When I called Hyacinth just now, the mailing address over there showed that it was Luoyang, but now the sender's number has become Urumqi, a good cunning rabbit three holes, this Hyacinth looks like a fledgling rookie, I can't imagine that the security precautions are in place, the young man nodded secretly, opened the text message and looked, sure enough, it was the address of Xinglong Prosperity Printing Factory.

Xiangfang District, Harbin City...... The young man read the address silently, put away his phone, and wandered around the night market for a while, finally buying a baseball cap with a dark yellow pentagonal pattern embroidered on the front of a hat stall.

After paying, he put on his hat directly and continued to walk around the night market, he saw a lot of barbecue restaurants with partitions from a distance, which were brightly lit, and the waiters were shouting and soliciting customers outside.

Seeing this, the young man frowned slightly, turned around and walked back.

Send a text message to the elderly after a while, and say that you won't be able to send it tomorrow.

The young man raised his hand and lowered the brim of his hat and walked briskly towards the entrance of the night market.

For his safety, this matter must be closed.

An hour and a half ago, Laoxiang Street, Ganjingzi District, Dalian City

A police car was slowly moving down the street, and the two police officers in the car were bored, chatting with each other.

"Old Mai, you smoke less," the police officer who drove the car said to his companion sitting in the passenger seat with some irritation, "This smoke makes me dizzy!"

"You have to get used to it, Lao Huo, just get used to it. Hearing this, Lao Mai opened his mouth and spat out a puff of smoke at Lao Huo's face.

"Get used to it...... Ahh

Lao Mai spread his hands: "You said that you don't smoke yourself, and you don't let others smoke, it's too domineering, right?"

"Who said you won't be allowed to smoke! I'm asking you to smoke less, don't you know that smoking is bad for your health?" Lao Huo raised his hand again to disperse the smoke, and said dissatisfiedly, "Cause me to smoke second-hand smoke with you!"

Lao Mai smiled: "Look, aren't you just not letting me smoke?"

Lao Huo turned his head angrily and went to drive, and stopped talking.

Lao Mai was still saying: "Calm down, calm down, in another two hours, Xiao Wo and they will come to replace us, and there will be no second-hand smoke for you at that time." ”

"Who knows how many you can smoke in these two hours," Lao Huo snorted, "I'm afraid I'll be smoked to death by you before the shift changes." ”

Old McHaha laughed: "If you want to smoke to death, you have to smoke at least a whole box, then I wouldn't have smoked to death a long time ago, eh, this is just right, our brothers will die together." ”

Lao Huo pouted: "Bah, who wants to die with you." ”

The two were arguing, and the radio under the center console suddenly rang: "Call Lao Huo, call Lao Huo, receive a reply, receive a reply." ”

Lao Huo and Lao Mai glanced at each other, and there was a call in the office at this time, but I was afraid that it was probably not a good thing.

Lao Huo picked up the radio and brought it to his lips and responded: "I received Lao Bei, please speak, please speak." ”

Lao Bei on the other end said: "You are going to go to the police, I just received a report, there are dead people at the construction site 500 meters east of the Alcohol Xingyuan, you go over and take a look." ”

"Received, received, we'll go. ”

Lao Huo put down the radio, pressed the button on the central control, and suddenly the siren sounded, he stepped on the accelerator and accelerated to the accident site.

"It's really not stopped," Lao Mai sighed, turned his head and said to Lao Huo, "Hey, you say, why did something happen at night?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, a large puff of smoke sprayed on Lao Huo's face, and Lao Huo had no time to wave his hand to drive away the cigarette, annoyed: "Should something happen in broad daylight?"

Lao Mai smiled: "Lao Huo, look at what makes you nervous, it may be just a thug fighting, calm down." ”

I'm nervous, it's obvious that I'm angry with you, Lao Huo stopped talking angrily.

Within ten minutes, they were at the place, and the police car slowly stopped towing a large cloud of floating dust.

The two got out of the car, only to see that the security room was brightly lit, but there was no one inside, Lao Huo and Lao Mai glanced at each other, and they both felt that something was wrong.

Lao Mai looked around and said to Lao Huo: "This place is far away from the main road, and there are no street lights, it is estimated that no one will come at ordinary times, it is indeed a good place to kill people and sell goods." ”

"Hmm. Lao Huo nodded, turned on the flashlight, and walked towards the iron fence gate.

Lao Mai turned on the flashlight and followed: "I said, should we walk around this construction site first?"

Lao Huo was about to answer, when he suddenly tripped over something under his feet and almost hit his head on the iron fence gate. Lao Mai, who was walking behind him, let out a "huh", the flashlight moved down, and then exclaimed: "Ah!"

Lao Huo was startled, quickly turned around, and then gasped.

Under the two pillars of light, a bald man lay motionless on the ground, a large pool of blood under him.

Lao Huo bent down and reached out to touch the man's neck, and Lao Mai on the side shook his head: "Sensei tried, but he is already dead." He looked

Looking at the ground around the corpse, he whispered, "The ground is very flat, there is no trace of fighting, it may have been assassinated, and it was killed in one hit." ”

"Don't guess, it's not our responsibility to analyze the case," Lao Huo stood up, "Listen to you, let's walk around the construction site first." ”