"What are you looking at?"
Zhang Yanfeng asked as he drove the car.
"I'm looking at the prison."
"Why? You like it there and want to go in?
My job is to send the people who are supposed to go to that place. "
"Oh, coincidentally, my job is the same."
Zhang Yanfeng was stunned for a moment, but he did not continue asking. To be honest, every time he was with Zhou Ze, he felt that his worldview was being violently impacted.
Zhang Yanfeng stopped the car at the entrance of the town in front.
"I'm going to buy a pack of cigarettes. What do you want to drink?
It's so hot these days. "
"Whatever."
Zhang Yanfeng went down to buy water. There was a small supermarket in front, and next to the supermarket was a lottery shop. There were a few people standing at the door, as if they were arguing about something, but when they saw a police car drive over and stop there, and the uniformed police officers in the car also walked over,
The few people who were still arguing immediately scampered away!
"Stop, stop!!!"
As an old criminal police officer, if he still could not see that there was something fishy about it, then Zhang Yanfeng could really find a piece of tofu and kill himself.
At that moment..,
Old Zhang, who had wanted to buy cigarettes and drinks, had no choice but to start a marathon chase game with the people in front of him.
This scene was seen by Zhou Ze. He also got out of the car, but he did not choose to help old Zhang chase after people. Instead, he took out the last cigarette from the cigarette box in his pocket and lit it.
Just as he exhaled a smoke ring,
A young man who had been chased by old Zhang had actually circled back.
It should be those few who had run away separately. Old Zhang had no choice but to choose one of them to chase after. After all, he didn't know how to use a shadow clone.
The other party had specially run back to see the electric bike. He directly jumped onto the electric bike, inserted the key into the lock, and started it in one go.
Zhou Ze smiled,
Although he was too lazy to bother and had no interest in helping old Zhang play a race to chase after people, at this time, the other party had already taken the initiative to appear in front of him. If he let him go, it would be a little unreasonable.
At that moment..,
Zhou Ze walked over and slapped the other party in the face before he could make a move.
In this day and age, people who drove battery-powered cars should actually wear helmets, but not many people really wore helmets. This person was naturally the same, so boss Zhou's slap was solid.
The driver happened to be speeding up and was caught off guard by the slap. The car drove forward, but the driver stopped and fell from the car. The electric scooter fell a few meters ahead.
"Police, don't move."
Zhou Ze scolded with a cigarette in her mouth.
The young man squatted on the ground and kept looking at Zhou Ze.
"Heh, you're not a cop."
Before Zhou Ze could ask why he was so good at reading people, the other party pulled out a switchblade and rushed at Zhou Ze.
Zhou Ze subconsciously took a step back.
This time,
Boss Zhou promised,
He did not forget that he had armor!
He really didn't forget!
However, there were more shops at the entrance of the town, and there were many onlookers watching the police arrest. There were even many people taking videos with their phones, planning to show off on their WeChat Moments.
If boss Zhou summoned the armor at this time,
Of course, he could be invulnerable and directly knock down this idiot in front of him.
But he had to make a name for himself.
When these videos and the onlookers spread this scene, it would probably shock many people:
Oh my god.
The armored warrior was actually real!
As soon as Zhou Ze retreated, the other party instantly retracted his hand and prepared to go back to pick up the electric scooter and continue running. He didn't really want to stab someone.
However, when the young man turned around, he felt that the guy who had just retreated by him had actually run up again.
At that moment, he couldn't care less. He directly turned around and swept his knife.
In fact, people who really knew how to use this kind of switchblade often used it to stab. They didn't use those ancient style broadswords. Sweeping and slashing people could only cause some external injuries. The wound from a stab was the real horror.
In his previous life, when he was a doctor, Zhou Ze had taken over an emergency case. The injured person was a middle school student. He quarreled with another middle school student and was stabbed by the latter with a switchblade. The wound was too deep and injured his organs. Although he tried his best to save him, he still couldn't save him. The person who stabbed him was also dumbfounded. He followed him to the hospital and knelt on the ground, begging the doctor to save him.
Of course, although this kind of sweep was not easy to be fatal, boss Zhou was not a masochist. He did not think that a few more scars on his body could make him more powerful and majestic.
At that moment, the fingernails on his right hand grew a little and he directly grabbed at the switchblade.
It was not possible to perform an armored warrior transformation for the onlookers.
However, it was not a problem to perform a bare-handed snatching of a white blade.
A creaking sound was heard.
The switchblade was grabbed by Zhou Ze's fingernails and then it actually twisted.
The young man was dumbfounded.
He had no choice.
Not to mention that he was indeed a hothead.
Even if it was those desperadoes who had human lives on their backs, how many of them had the experience of fighting zombies?
While the other party was in a daze, Zhou Ze quickly approached him. His fingernails pierced into the other party's wrist. The other party suddenly trembled, foamed at the mouth, and fell to the ground as if he had a seizure.
Boss Zhou spat out the cigarette butt in his mouth and sat on the other party. At the same time, he called out to the auntie in the hardware store who was happily taking pictures with her phone:
"Excuse me, please lend me a rope!"
The auntie immediately nodded. She went back to the store and looked around. She could not find a suitable rope, but she was straightforward. She directly tore off the phone cable in the store and handed it to Zhou Ze.
"Thank you."
Zhou Ze used the phone cable to tie up the hands of the guy under him, then sat to the side.
On the other side, Zhang Yanfeng also returned. He was also pressing down on a middle-aged man. The middle-aged man's hands were handcuffed and he was pushed forward.
"You're not bad." Zhang Yanfeng looked at Zhou Ze in surprise. Then, he took out his phone and called the police station.
Although he had not interrogated him yet, he did not know what the other party had done,
As long as he was not blind, he could tell that it would be strange if a person who ran away at the sight of the police was fine.
After about ten minutes, the police officers from the local police station also arrived. They helped arrest the two people who were arrested and sent them to the police station for custody.
Zhang Yanfeng patted the dust off his body and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He let out a long sigh and said,
"Damn it, I'm so tired. You really know how to run."
"You do run quite fast."
"Unfortunately, I still lost one of them."
Zhang Yanfeng gritted his teeth. He couldn't shoot when the situation was unclear. If he was pursuing the lawbreakers openly and the other party wanted to escape, he could shoot to keep the other party, but Officer Zhang, who shot just because of suspicion, couldn't do such a thing.
"If it was the Americans, they would have shot directly," Zhou Ze teased.
"That's why I've always felt that the Americans don't feel as safe as us here."
Zhang Yanfeng bought cigarettes from the small supermarket at the side and took two bottles of water. He threw one bottle to Zhou Ze.
Then, he picked up another call. After hanging up, he nodded at Zhou Ze and said, "My colleagues from the station are also here. Why, are you interested in listening?"
"Is it appropriate?"
"It's very simple to get a position as a consultant to the police station. When my dad was a police officer, economic fraud cases had just become popular. Those old criminal police officers, who only knew how to catch criminals, had no idea how to handle economic fraud cases. They had to look for consultants everywhere to slowly get the hang of it.
"The police are not omnipotent warriors or encyclopedias. It's not hard to understand to find a few helpers and consultants."
"What do you think they do?" Zhou Ze asked.
"I'm not sure, but they ran when they saw the police. I think they might be trying to sell their fans."
At this moment, Zhang Yanfeng seemed to have thought of something. He immediately rushed to the entrance of the lottery station where the few of them had gathered. He found that there was no one inside and asked his neighbor,
"Where's the person who sold the lottery tickets?"
"Yellow hair, he ran away. He ran away when you were chasing him. His house is nearby."
The supermarket owner answered.
"F * ck!"
Zhang Yanfeng threw the iced cola in his hand onto the ground and asked, "Where does he live?"
"Turn left and enter the white two-story building with a red iron gate. It's his house."
Zhang Yanfeng immediately ran over, and Zhou Ze could only follow.
The iron gate was open. The two of them walked into the other party's house and found that the door inside was also open. There was an old lady sitting on a chair with a walking stick in the middle of the room. She was confused when she saw two strangers barging in.
"Who are you?"
"I'm a police officer. The yellow hair at the lottery station on the street … Does the young man with yellow hair live here?" Zhang Yanfeng asked.
"He's my grandson …" The old lady wanted to say something but hesitated, as if she was struggling with her thoughts. Then, she immediately said, "He just ran home and found a bag of things. Then, he ran out again and said that he was going to hide.
Police comrade, did my grandson do something illegal? You have to help him. My grandson isn't a bad person. His parents are both working in other places, so no one usually cares about him. He stopped going to school early … "
As she spoke, the old lady threw away her walking stick and knelt down while hugging Zhang Yanfeng's leg.
"Old lady … You … Get up … You …"
"What did he take?" Zhang Yanfeng helped the old lady up and asked.
"I don't know either. He went to his room …" The old lady pointed at a room in the back room. "He took a bag of things and ran out."
Zhang Yanfeng immediately walked into the room and found some copper coins scattered on the ground.
Zhou Ze walked over, squatted down, and picked up the copper coins. Then, he frowned and revealed a disgusted expression. The copper coins were Qianlong's Tongbao.
"Smuggling cultural relics?"
The investigation and interrogation had yet to come to a conclusion, so Zhang Yanfeng could only guess.
"No, it can be more accurate."
Zhou Ze pointed at the copper coins,
"They should be grave robbers."
"How do you know?"
"Because there's a smell of corpses on it."