"Mourn the dog."

Fang Yihua looked at this junior brother who was not very intelligent and enthusiastic, and the smile on his face became shallower and shallower, like chasing people away.

Zhou Xiaoxing on the side didn't feel the same way. She could finally relax for a while and touched her face. Fortunately, her hair was not messed up.

Although he doesn't pay much attention to his hairstyle, Zhou Xiaoxing will be in a bad mood once he is blown out of shape.

The expectation on the traffic policeman's face disappeared, and he soon relieved himself and showed an innocent smile.

"Madan, the mourning dog is too cruel. If you catch him quickly, I won't stop you."

It’s good to know. If we keep talking, Sang Biao, the boss of Sang Dog, is about to come out.

When Zhou Xiaoxing was arranging his hair in front of the car mirror, an outstretched hand frightened him.

"Zhou Xiaoxing, an expert in demeanor, you are also chasing the mourning dog. That's great. I don't know... I don't know if you have this honor. Sign your name and sign it on your hand."

This request is quite interesting. The senior sister in front of me is not fawning, but she is still too young to ask Zhou Xiaoxing for his autograph.

"Mourning, mourning the dog?" Zhou Xiaoxing asked tentatively.

Fang Yihua on the side coughed heavily and said in a low voice: "Sign it and leave."

What?

Zhou Xiaoxing really didn't hear it, he just wanted to take a rest, but his fat white hands kept shaking, waiting for signatures.

"Sir, I won't sign it. If you have a chance, you can ask me to investigate the case."

Fang Yihua immediately answered: "Yes, the mourning dog has gone a long way, you saw it."

The hand placed in front of Zhou Xiaoxing was taken out in frustration. His face was extremely disappointed, but he couldn't express it fully. He forced a smile and asked Zhou Xiaoxing and the others to leave.

Fang Yihua continued to drive, but this time the speed was not so fast. He looked at the time and was not in a hurry.

"Zhou Sheng, I didn't expect you to be so famous?"

You know it's a joke, it should be fine...

"Businessmen, package it up." Zhou Xiaoxing was modest. He was more interested in the traffic policeman ahead of him. Although he didn't see his face, his voice was somewhat familiar.

"Madan, who was the traffic policeman just now? Do you recognize him?"

"I don't know."

Fang Yihua is in the Crime Unit and is also an inspector. She is not very familiar with the traffic police. In addition, she works day and night. Except for the guys on the same floor, the other police officers have no impression of her.

Zhou Xiaoxing continued to check his hair. His hairline was very low, and his bangs would cover his eyes from time to time. His third uncle came up with a way for him to cut it short and add 30-70 cents, which was a perfect solution to this problem. He looked in the mirror,

Still so handsome.

"However, I saw his ID, and the name on it is Song Zijie."

Song Zijie?

How many Song Zijies are there in the mission?

He didn't ask, he just wanted to know, and there was no answer.

He didn't say much, and villas appeared one after another in his field of vision, and the one at the end belonged to Tian Weiqiang.

When he arrived at the first villa, Fang Yihua stopped the car, and the guard in the distance waved his hand to prevent him from letting go.

When they walked to Tian Weiqiang's villa, they saw several cars, including Bentley, Mazda, Porsche, and Rolls-Royce. It seemed that at least four groups of people had been there.

The two of them observed the surrounding environment while walking. Zhou Xiaoxing suggested that they fight separately, with one person in the light and the other in the dark, so that they can easily respond when something happens.

This was what Fang Yihua had planned, but Zhou Xiaoxing said it first and handed him a gun. Halfway through, she was the only one left.

Zhou Xiaoxing entered from the garden of a villa, and when he arrived at Tian Weiqiang's villa, he stopped, pushed the door to the back garden, and it opened. He turned over, entered a small room similar to a coat rack, and knocked gently

Knock on the wall, solid.

Staying here, he couldn't hear what Tian Weiqiang and the others were talking about. He looked at the clothes and pants in the room and thought about changing into another one and going out to inquire about the news.

Just when he was looking at a suit, a servant came in. The latter was carrying coffee. He heard the movement on the coat rack and came in to take a look. Before he could shout, he was knocked unconscious by Zhou Xiaoxing.

Left hand.

If it were his right hand, this person would definitely have a broken bone.

A few minutes later, Zhou Xiaoxing changed into a servant's clothes, went out with coffee, and walked around calmly.

I have to say that the decoration of this villa is very good, very expensive, not to mention a few famous paintings, vases and screens can be seen everywhere. This is a one-story layout, simple and elegant, and you can put whatever is most expensive.<

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Zhou Xiaoxing was a little doubtful whether these were true. He stretched out his hand to see.

"Don't move around. These have just been wiped. It's a small thing to get them dirty. If they are broken, you can't afford to pay a hundred dollars."

An annoying voice came from behind.

Don't speak so loudly, you'll get struck by lightning. Besides, he has never lost when it comes to money.

Zhou Xiaoxing looked around. Everyone was busy cleaning, and no one paid attention here.

God helps me.

Zhou Xiaoxing quickly turned around, turned the hand holding the tray and clasped it directly on the face of the man behind him, and then smashed him against the vase as tall as a man.

The movement must have been loud. It was impossible to estimate that it was just the sound of stones falling into the water, and it was all done with a thud.

There are two thick layers of carpet on the floor.

Not very enjoyable.

Zhou Xiaoxing picked up the man's head and smashed it against the vase again. This time it broke.

All the servants on the first floor turned their attention to Zhou Xiaoxing. The latter didn't want to explain anything. He looked at the environment on the first floor, which was a large living room. Tian Weiqiang was not here, so he must be on the second floor.

He just wanted to make some noise so that he could have an excuse to go up to the second floor. This unlucky guy, blind to sight, bumped into him.

I've seen it all, don't blame him.

Strangely enough, the servants glanced at it and continued working as if nothing had happened. Only one person came over to clean up the broken pieces of the vase.

"You are new here, right? This housekeeper is the worst. He talks about this and that every day, but now he is better and can't say anything."

So, he did a good thing.

"Come up quickly, the master is greeting the guests upstairs." Before Zhou Xiaoxing could speak, the man urged him.

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It doesn't matter if the vase is broken. It's not like I don't have money. It's not a big deal if a person dies. There will be no death in Xiangjiang one day.

Okay then.

Zhou Xiaoxing picked up the tray, took a coffee pot in the direction of the man's finger, picked it up and walked towards the second floor.

The layout of the second floor is more noble than that of the first floor. Not to mention famous paintings, there are several famous swords and swords hanging on it. There is a big horn hanging opposite the lobby on the first floor, which looks like some kind of tribal object.
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On the left is a large fish tank, with more than a dozen ornamental fish swimming around in it. On the right is a bookshelf, which is not filled with books but antiques. Judging from the vase screen on the first floor, these should be real

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At the end of these antiques is a conference room. Through the frosted glass, you can see seven or eight figures, divided into two rows, three on one side and four on the other.

Zhou Xiaoxing walked over slowly, so to speak, Wu Luoxian and the others hadn't arrived yet. At this moment, he heard a few noises coming from the bookshelf, and he turned his head to look.

If not Wu Luoxian, who are they?

Here we are, caught.

When Wu Luoxi and the others heard someone approaching, they backed away subconsciously. They didn't notice the bookshelf coming to them, and their movements were a bit big, which attracted the person's attention.

Their hands were tied together, their feet were tied, and their mouths were covered with tape, making them unable to move.

When they came here with the documents in the morning, they didn't even say a few words. They were picked up by three or four very skilled people and tied up after a few tricks.

When they reacted, they heard Tian Weiqiang say: "Pull these two chaps out to feed the dogs."

After that, I was temporarily left here.

Come to think of it, I was careless.

How can someone who has committed illegal crimes be a good person?

That's definitely not the case, just look at their tied red hands.
Chapter completed!