Wang Lang woke up and finished practicing to wash up.

After eating, I went downstairs.

I went to buy a pencil for a map of Linghe City. Wang Lang stared at the map, thinking about what was going on while smoking.

Finally, a triangle was drawn on the map with Linglong Mountain as the center.

Finally, he drew four circles on the map.

Every place that is circled is a place with few people. Although it is located in a place with a lot of people, these places are definitely places where no one goes.

Now that the Internet is so developed, Zhou Liang doesn’t have the courage to appear in crowded places.

Wang Lang can only be a good citizen of Linghe to pull Zhou Liang out.

I drove to the first place. This was a red light from many years ago. Later, various rectifications were made, and the effect was very great. However, the largest economic industry in this area was eradicated and the transformation was not successful. In the end, it was in a recession. Although it was well built, few people lived here, and the reason was no different. Before this area was completed, a group of merchants led by Zhou's Group slew all kinds of land on this area, and then it was over-promoted and no one bought it.

Citizens are not fools, whoever the hell loves will buy whoever they buy.

Wang Lang drove his car into a community. The community was well-built, but there were not many people along the way.

To be honest, there is no sound in such a big and open place, there is still a little gloomy.

I drove around the community twice, but there was no one, and it was surprisingly quiet inside.

Wang Lang finally heard the car at the doorman. The guard was an old man. Wang Lang knocked on the door for a long time before the old man shook his head and hummed the Peking Opera and opened the window, glanced at Wang Lang, "What are you doing?"

"Uncle smokes." Wang Lang handed over a cigarette.

The old man took the cigarette and finally looked a little better. He took a puff of the cigarette with great pleasure.

"Brother, have you seen this person?" Wang Lang took out his cell phone, found Zhou Liang's photo and handed it to the old man for him to see.

The old man glanced at it and said, "I've seen it. Isn't this the young master from the Zhou Group?"

Wang Lang's eyes lit up, "When did you see it?"

The old man held a cigarette, "It wasn't long before, I came here the day before yesterday. It seemed that I had stayed for one night and left before dawn."

"How many people?" Wang Lang asked.

The old man patted his radio, "I didn't see clearly."

Wang Lang put a hundred yuan on the windowsill.

"Uncle, think about it carefully." Wang Lang smiled.

The old man scratched his head, "It seems like two or three, why can't I remember it all at once when I'm old?"

Wang Lang took out more than 500 in his pocket, "Uncle, think about it carefully."

The old man slapped his forehead and said, "Three people." He came up to get the money.

Wang Lang took the money with a oh.

"Young man, what are you doing?" The old man stood up and glared at Wang Lang.

"It's too hot, and the sweat has soaked the money. I'll take it out and dry it. It's okay, uncle, you're busy, I'll leave first." Wang Lang waved at the uncle in a slutty wave.

After driving out of the community, Wang Lang went to another point drawn on the map.

It was an unbuilt shopping mall. It used to be owned by Zhou's Group. Later, the migrant workers did not pay wages. The migrant workers went on strike and then became an unfinished building. Later, they found another engineering team, but Zhou's group still did not pay. The backstage of the engineering team was also a ruthless person, so they directly demolished all the previous constructions.

This mall has a tragic fate. Anyway, when the Zhou Group collapsed, the mall was not built.

After Wang Lang got to the place, he got out of the car and walked around twice. It was empty. There was nothing else except a few children who were doing graffiti here.

Wang Lang, who had no one found, drove to the next point.

Finally, I parked my car on a bridge. For many people, I couldn't think of it, but for those who slept through the bridge hole, it was easy to think of it. When Wang Lang was chased by a group of mad dogs in the country M, he slept a lot in the bridge hole.

There are no houses in this area, but it is a major transportation road with many cars and almost no pedestrians. It seems that the cars come and go here are quite lively, but when there are no cars, it is still very quiet.

He stretched his neck and looked down and found a protruding stone pier underneath. Wang Lang turned over and jumped down.

Landing steadily on the stone pier, Wang Lang looked at the bridge hole next to him, twitched his nose, and held a black card in his hand, Wang Lang walked in against the wall.

There were bottles of mineral water thrown on the ground, leftover lunch boxes, and the smell of feces and urine inside.

I used my mobile phone flashlight to shine it in for a long time, but I only found someone here who had been there, but I didn't find anyone.

Wang Lang squatted down, throwing half a cup of soy milk on the ground, and there was a plastic bag next to the soy milk, and there was a leftover half a bun.

I picked up the soy milk and smelled it. It was quite fresh, unlike the ones that happened next night, which is today's soy milk.

It's almost ten o'clock now.

The nearest breakfast shop opened at the earliest and it took half an hour to buy breakfast. After eating, it would take about six o'clock.

There are not many places that Zhou Liang may go to in these three hours.

Wang Lang took out the map from his pocket and looked at it again.

I have to say that Zhou Liang's life is quite comfortable. Looking at the lunch boxes on the ground, he is being chased and has never stopped three meals a day.

Wang Lang was chased before, and he couldn't eat a meal for three or four days, and he was a luxury to drink water. Later, he was so hungry that he couldn't stand it anymore. Wang Lang ran to get caught by himself. After a full meal in prison, Wang Lang felt that it was actually quite good to sit in the throne.

Apart from being free, there are everything else you want.

After climbing up from below, Wang Lang drove towards a place above the map.

Halfway through the drive, Zheng Haijun called.

"Old Zheng is not happy in the Gentle Country. Why do you think of calling me brother?" Wang Lang smiled softly.

"You kid were wanted a few days ago, and you didn't dare to call you because you were afraid that you would be eavesdropped and exposed your whereabouts. You wouldn't come to the hotel when you come back." Zheng Haijun said.

"I'm busy with other things." Wang Lang said casually.

"Have you met Xuanxuan? She went to work today. This child used to be very active in work. Why didn't he come here yet? I want to go to a new restaurant to see her and want her to come and see the hotel, but she couldn't find the person, so she called and turned off the phone." Zheng Haijun said.

Wang Lang was inexplicably a little irritable.

"I don't know. I guess this girl played too much last night's game, and she might have gone later." Wang Lang said.

"That's all. The restaurant will open at the beginning of next month. Can you come?" Zheng Haijun asked.

"Don't worry, you must go!" Wang Lang smiled.

The two chatted for a few words and hung up the phone.

When we were about to reach the last point on the map, a sirens suddenly came from behind and the police car whizzed past.

Wang Lang frowned and continued to drive. As he drove, he found something was wrong. The place where the police went and the place where he went was actually the same.
Chapter completed!