I make a living solving crimes.

After Peng Zuhui was killed, the enemy spy case turned into a homicide case. Although Zhang Qi was not an ordinary murderer, the nature of the case did not change.

Just when everyone thought that was the end, Chang Wei called back to the police station.

Everyone is excited.

This is Chang Wei, a walking medal of honor.

A tense atmosphere filled the air, and everyone in the bookstore looked at Zhang Yu, who was walking and stopping at the wall.

The street lights are dim on the road late at night, and there seems to be unknown secrets hidden in the darkness, as if something thrilling may happen at any time, making people nervous and excited.

Everyone focused their attention on the still thin figure standing in front of the window.

Whether to catch or not to catch requires his decision.

Chang Wei thought for a moment and did not dare to hesitate any longer. "I have good eyesight and will be responsible for following Zhang Yu. The rest of you will follow my instructions, Aunt Zhu, Jiang Hongxia."

Zhu Feihong's face became serious, and he took a small step forward with Jiang Hongxia, and shouted in a low voice: "Here we are."

"I'll control Lan Xiaojie for a while, you bring her back for questioning first."

"Yes."

Lan Xiaojie has no criminal record. Chang Wei originally wanted to see what she and Zhang Yu were up to, but now he can't keep this woman any longer. Following her late at night is different from following her during the day, and she will alert the enemy.

"Team Lin."

"arrive."

"After Zhang Yu walks away, you guys take control of the hotel, especially the staff inside, and try not to shoot."

"Yes."

Chang Wei nodded slightly and whispered, "Safety first."

Lin Shuangquan did not reply and quietly retreated back into the crowd.

The hotel should be a frequent stopover for Zhang Yu. Chang Wei had seen the waiter behind the counter during the day. He was not an enemy spy, but had been bribed by Zhang Yu.

"Director Yang."

"arrive."

"Cooperate with the Criminal Investigation Team. Let Li Laifu and Wu Jimao follow me. Communication is inconvenient. If there is any situation, I will ask them to come back and call for help."

"Yes."

Chang Wei is the youngest among all and his rank is not the highest, but at this moment when the battle is imminent, he is the commander-in-chief on the scene.

Xiao Qiang, Xie Sanfu and Zhu Feihong were filled with emotion as they listened to Chang Wei's unquestionable orders being issued one after another.

The child who used to be beaten every day in the police station for being naughty has finally grown up!

Zhang Yu walked very slowly. Every time he walked a distance, he would stop to look around and listen carefully. In the silent night, even the faint chirping of insects was clearly audible.

When Lan Xiaojie saw him coming towards her after he left the house, she slowly stood up with her hands on the wall and quietly disappeared into the depths of the alley.

Perhaps because she had learned opera, her movements were very gentle and did not attract Zhang Yu's attention.

After Zhang Yu walked a hundred meters away, Chang Wei slung the Wuliuban over his shoulder, put away his gun belt, opened the door of the bookstore a crack, and rushed out like a nimble monkey, blending into the night.

The night is like a deep painting, swallowing all the colors in endless silence.

The shade of the trees blocked the light from the street lamps, and people could no longer see Chang Wei's figure when he walked more than ten meters away.

After he walked away, the door of the bookstore slowly opened and a group of people filed out quietly.

Zhang Yu walked past the alley, and the street lights cast a long shadow in the alley. Lan Xiaojie huddled in the deep alley and retracted her feet. She waited for three or four minutes until the shadow passed by before she dared to stand up and move towards the alley.

Just as she stuck her head out to see Zhang Yu's position, she heard a series of footsteps behind her. She turned around in panic and met the person head-on.

Lan Xiaojie felt a sharp pain in her chest and was about to fall to the ground, but someone grabbed her waist, covered her mouth and dragged her into the alley.

"Aunt Zhu, I leave it to you." Chang Wei withdrew his hand and handed the person to Zhu Feihong.

Lan Xiaojie rolled her eyes, this voice sounded so familiar.

Chang Gongan......

The little policeman with a nice scent once helped me get back a cloth bag that was stolen late at night.

Why is he here?

Before she could think any further, Chang Wei had already run far away.

"Don't shout, don't yell, or I'll shoot you dead."

Zhu Feihong's voice came out in a low voice from her throat. She stared at Lan Xiaojie with a cold face. The hideous scar on her face looked even more terrifying under the dim light.

The gun in Jiang Hongxia's hand was pointed at Lan Xiaojie's temple.

Although everyone got A, she dared not relax at all with her master in front of her.

Lan Xiaojie immediately fell silent, her entire body trembling.

When she was taken back to the hotel, the two young policemen paused and then ran away again.

At this time, the hotel had been controlled by Lin Shuangquan. Several staff members were handcuffed and squatting in the corner with their hands behind their backs and their mouths gagged.

Yang Wenhai was looking through the account book. The criminal police found the keys and went into each room to control the people and take them out. Their movements were as smooth as flowing water.

Under the windows on the front and back exterior walls, Xiao Qiang and Xie Sanfu held a gun in one hand and their apprentice's telescopic stick in the other, their eyes sharp.

Chang Wei is still following Zhang Yu.

In the pitch-black night, it was difficult to see the figures from a distance of ten meters, but the names above the heads could not be hidden.

After walking two streets, Zhang Yu suddenly stopped, looked around for a moment, and knocked on the door of a three-story house.

Chang Wei heard the sound of people calling at the door, opening it, and closing it.

He looked up and around, but there were no visible or hidden sentries.

After lurking for ten years, the enemy spy has also become corrupt!

He walked into the villa with light steps, and with the help of his parkour mastery and agility pill, he jumped and grabbed the stone eaves on the second floor and climbed up.

This is a Western-style house. In the middle of the second floor is a spacious living room. Two men are sitting opposite each other at the dining table, and another man is drinking alone behind the wine cabinet.

With enhanced hearing, I can even hear the screams and growls from the third floor.

Zhang Yu went upstairs with a small-eyed man. He first walked to the window and looked at the street outside, then closed the window and frowned, "Where's Lao Jiu?"

The man behind the wine cabinet laughed obscenely twice and raised his head to indicate the direction of upstairs, "Ninth Brother just came back as well, and he's talking to Thirteenth Sister upstairs right now."

Zhang Yu's face suddenly darkened, his brows knitted, and he said unhappily, "He will die in a woman's belly sooner or later."

The four of them had no idea what to say, so they just hung their heads and started playing with their fingers.

Zhang Yu sat at the head of the table, knocked on the table, and asked sternly, "What happened in Xinzhuang? Why didn't you kill that woman in the end?"

Several people looked up and looked at each other without saying anything.

Zhang Yu looked at them expressionlessly, "Why are we staying here? There are plenty of women out there. If we know that we have the money, we can find all kinds of women no matter if we go to Yin Country or Mei Country."

The four of them nodded gently, and the man with small eyes said, "My brother, we brought back all the money in Zhang Tao's hands in Xinzhuang. We brothers each took 3,000, and the rest is in the safe."

"How many are there in total?"

"About 150,000 yuan. These capitalists have a lot of money, but they don't dare to deposit it in the bank, so we brothers get it for free."

"It's useless to have more money. This money can only sustain our livelihood. If we want to go abroad, we still have to find the batch of gold and the moldy gold scale." Zhang Yu said in a bad tone and looked around. "You left a big trouble. I heard about your affairs in Beijing."

"Six people broke into a house, killed, raped and robbed it, and did it in front of the woman's husband, in front of everyone watching. It's disgusting. I even turned off the lights." He became more and more angry as he spoke, and he even spat at the end.

There was quite a commotion on the second floor. There were footsteps coming from upstairs. The man called Lao Jiu came downstairs with the voluptuous Thirteenth Sister in a floral cheongsam. The moment he saw Zhang Yu, he quickly withdrew his hand and said with a smile, "Myna is here?"

Zhang Yu glanced at him, turned his head and said nothing.

Thirteenth Sister's eyes were seductive, her cheeks were still flushed, and she twisted her body to Zhang Yu's side, half leaning against him, with the letter just touching his face, and said delicately: "Myna."

The voice is as melodious as a nightingale, with a long tail.

Zhang Yu put out the cigarette, put his arm around Thirteenth Sister's waist, slid down, and finally pinched her plump buttocks accurately.