Zhang Yanfeng came by car. It was the car of the tall and thin policewoman. When he got out of the car, Officer Zhang's legs were weak, and his eyes were bloodshot. His messy hair and shoulders were mixed with a lot of grass and wood shavings.
When he pushed open the door and came in, Zhang Yanfeng called for a cup of coffee and then yawned loudly.
"If I didn't know better, I would have thought that you just came back from a field trip."
Boss Zhou stirred the coffee in front of him with a small spoon
In the past, Zhou Ze felt that there was no difference between good coffee and instant Nescafe. In his previous life, when he was a doctor, he was often so busy that he could barely walk. He also relied on coffee to survive.
However, he didn't know if it was because his mentality had changed or because there was a huge difference between good and bad coffee.
The taste of coffee now was indeed different from before.
"Bullshit, don't tarnish my reputation."
Zhang Yanfeng picked up the coffee that Zhou Ze had just stirred with sugar and drank it in one gulp.
Then, he smacked his lips,
It was as if he had drunk a mouthful of cold water.
It was a profound interpretation.
What was called a cow chewing on a peony?
The spoon in Zhou Ze's hand fell to the ground.
It trembled slightly.
This was his cat poop …
"This coffee is really boring. Aren't you sick of drinking this every day?
I don't want to drink this every day. "
"I don't know if you're sick of drinking this every day, but you'll definitely be investigated for financial problems."
"Damn it."
Zhang Yanfeng reached out and ruffled his hair.
"Don't you think I'm unlucky? I didn't sleep the whole night, and I wandered around the forest the whole night. I don't know how many times I tripped and fell, but I just couldn't find the grave."
Zhou Ze was a little surprised and asked, "That dead man's grave?"
"Yeah, I didn't find it."
"They didn't tell the truth?"
"I brought them along to look for it, but I really couldn't find it.
。
Tongcheng was such a big place. It was not like the old forest or the old ravine in Sichuan. It was true that they had sealed the tomb, but they should have been able to find it. However, the truth was that they could not find it.
Even the police dogs were dispatched, but they didn't find anything at all. They've already been arrested, and they've already confessed. There's no need to lie, is there? "
Officer Zhang spread his hands,
He had been busy all night for nothing.
Then, he remembered that Zhou Ze had called him and asked him to come.
"Why are you looking for me?"
"Blondie is dead."
"Oh." Zhang Yanfeng's eyes widened and he scolded, "You killed him?"
Zhou Ze was speechless.
Shaking his head, Zhang Yanfeng calmed himself down and asked, "Where is the corpse?"
"I only know that he's dead."
Yes,
The human soul has come.
He had already been sent to reincarnation by boss Zhou,
The last vestige of Blondie in this world was not his stubborn Homotheism.
It was the additional 0.4% performance on boss Zhou's ghost certificate.
"Did you take care of the body?" Zhang Yanfeng asked.
"I didn't see the body, but I'm sure he's dead. If you still don't understand, I can give you a detailed introduction of my job."
"Don't, stop!"
Zhang Yanfeng immediately raised his hand and signaled boss Zhou to stop.
He still wanted to continue living a normal life. Even though he knew that Zhou Ze's identity was not ordinary, he still refused to have his worldview directly collapse.
"Can you find where he died?" Zhang Yanfeng asked.
Zhou ze shook his head.
At this moment, the old Daoist priest raised his hand silently and said timidly,
"Uh, I know."
… …
When they went, the old Daoist priest drove, and the policewoman was sent back by Zhang Yanfeng to rest.
Xu Qinglang's Nissan had almost become the public car in the bookstore. Usually, when Old Xu was around, he cherished this car, but as he fell into a coma, his beloved car was also being destroyed by others.
Zhou Ze and Officer Zhang, who were sitting in the back seat, held a cigarette in their hands and puffed out smoke.
"Old Zhou, is this considered a supernatural incident?
"Those two suspects aren't lying. I can tell. Moreover, when they didn't find the grave themselves, the shocked expressions on their faces weren't fake."
"You've been a police officer for so many years, but you've never met one before?"
"It's really rare. However, we can now write it into the supernatural incident as a secret file of the police station.
It says..,
On a certain day, a police officer surnamed Zhang relied on a mysterious boss who opened a bookstore to solve the case. "
"Usually, this kind of plot is when your son comes to investigate the cause of your death after you accidentally die and discovers my existence,
Then he comes to me to ask him the truth about his father's death,
I give your son a piece of mindless information out of the blue.
This way, it's easier for the screenwriter to write the plot. "
"..." Zhang Yanfeng.
The atmosphere was a little awkward.
The old Daoist priest, who was driving, chuckled in his heart. Other people could chat to death, but the boss could chat to death.
Soon, the car arrived at its destination. It was in a town below, near the elevated road. It was indeed a little far from the city, but it could be reached very quickly by car. After taking a turn on the elevated road around the city, it would be out.
"White Swan Dance Hall."
Zhou Ze glanced out of the car window. The neon sign on the second floor was shining brightly. In this small rural town, it looked very tall.
Especially since it was already midnight,
There were many people below and above the dance hall.
"This is a sand dance hall," the old Daoist explained.
"Sand dance?" Zhang Yanfeng was a little confused.
"Oh, that's what they call it in Sichuan. When I used to work in Sichuan, I went there a lot. According to the saying here, it should be called a face-to-face dance or a touch dance."
With an explanation..,
It was easy to understand.
The old Daoist was afraid that the two behind him still did not understand, so he continued, "There are songs playing inside. Everyone dances. Those who enter have to pay ten yuan for the ticket. Both men and women. Then, the man will choose the woman inside. If he chooses, she will dance with you. She will be charged according to the song. A song is ten yuan or twenty yuan.
"It's cheap in Chengdu. It's ten yuan a song. Tongcheng belongs to the Jiangsu, Zhejiang, and Shanghai postal area. The prices are expensive. It's twenty yuan a song here.
"Men and women hug and dance together in the dark. The men can also touch and scratch to satisfy their cravings. This money is not a waste. Many girls are here to work part-time, not to be young ladies."
Boss Zhou and Officer Zhang were like two students, nodding as they listened.
"This is borderline."
Zhang Yanfeng sighed instinctively.
Because after entering, he found that it was quite formal inside. There were posters everywhere: "Pornography, gambling, and drugs are prohibited."
There were also a few uniformed security guards with red armbands on their arms maintaining order.
This kind of place, even though it was a dance hall, it had its own license and procedures. Just like some KTV, it was considered a legitimate entertainment place. However, everyone knew and understood whether there would be anything improper or borderline involved in it.
The old Daoist paid for three tickets. After entering, the dance hall was clearly divided into two parts. One area was very brightly lit, and there was a normal dance below. It was a little like the old people's ballroom dance in Sunset Square.
In the other area, the lights were very dim. A group of men and women were hugging each other and swaying inside.
In the periphery, there were also many men walking around looking for a partner. There were also rows of girls standing there waiting to be chosen. There were all kinds of them.
"It's a foul atmosphere."
Zhang Yanfeng evaluated.
Then, he looked at the old Daoist and asked,
"You brought us to see this?"
He was a police officer. If his acquaintances found out that he had come to such a state, it would be very embarrassing. If he took a photo, it could even be used by someone with ulterior motives as evidence to attack his lifestyle.
"Upstairs."
As he spoke, the old Daoist led the two of them around a corner and went up the building. At the staircase, there was an auntie sitting there eating melon seeds. When she saw the three men coming up, she was a little puzzled and reached out to stop them.
"What?" The auntie asked.
"Do it!"
The old Daoist replied.
As he spoke,
The old Daoist pointed at Zhang Yanfeng and his boss,
The auntie revealed a look of understanding. Then, she waved her hand and signaled for them to go up.
There was nothing up there. It was a basically abandoned floor. However, you could see condoms scattered everywhere on the ground. There was also a white sticky liquid with the smell of salted fish and seafood inside.
Not far away, there were a few couples busy there.
"It's a foul atmosphere."
Zhang Yanfeng continued.
"This place is not managed by the dance hall downstairs. How can it manage people to get a room?" The old Daoist retorted.
Then, he pointed at the speaker above. There was lyrical music playing inside. The music was synchronized with the music in the dance hall downstairs.
Zhou Ze held the railing with his hand. The view here was good, and the floor was quite high. In front of him was a viaduct, and there was a lot of traffic on it.
"What exactly are you looking for us to see!"
Zhang Yanfeng could not hold it in anymore. He was a police officer. It did not matter if he came here to crack down on pornography or catch criminals, but now that he had sneaked in in plain clothes, he really felt uncomfortable.
"Wait a minute. I've heard the song sung by Blondie here before. Later on, I felt that it was quite nice, so I searched for the lyrics online and realized that I couldn't find this song. Later on, I asked the people here, and they said that this song was sung by their boss when he was drunk at a KTV. It was as awful as it could be. Later on, I simply used it on this song."
After the introduction,
The old Daoist hurriedly shouted to the auntie who was looking at the stairs, "Hey, Big Sister, I saw a police car coming over there!"
The auntie's eyes narrowed. She did not suspect anything. Moreover, she would rather kill a thousand wrongly than let one go. She immediately took out her phone and made a call.
In less than half a minute,
The sound system that was playing music above Zhou Ze, Zhang Yanfeng, and the old Daoist suddenly changed to a song,
The tearing of the song,
It could be said to be the wailing of ghosts and the howling of wolves,
It was really the masterpiece of a drunk person roaring into the microphone.
And at this moment,
A few couples immediately ran out in front of Zhou Ze. Everyone looked flustered. As they tidied up their clothes, they quickly ran down. Their speed was very fast. One of the men's belt was not fastened properly. After running for a distance, his pants fell down and he directly tripped.
Listening to this unpleasant song,
Looking at the people running in panic,
The old Daoist's gaze began to become deeper and deeper,
It was as if he was looking everywhere,