After Chu Heng and the others had dinner, they returned to the office again.
As soon as they entered the room, Chu Heng and Cen Hao ran to the single bed in the room, huddled back to back and lay down together, taking a nap together.
Jiang Zhuolin returned to his desk and studied the list with a gloomy expression.
The one-eyed old man took the old lady and ran aside to continue chatting.
"Brother!"
The old lady, who had been taken advantage of by this old man since the morning, took her palm out of the old man's hand with difficulty, and said with a dark face: "Just speak and don't touch me, okay?"
She really can't understand this old man now.
When they first met alone, she sent out signals to the old man several times, but it was as if he didn't notice and just took advantage of her, either touching her hands or patting her butt.
It's like there's some serious illness!
You are so old and your butt is loose, what can you figure out?
"What you said is wrong. What do you mean by touching something?" The old man smiled and grabbed the old lady's palm, gently rubbed it, and deliberately disgusted her: "I just saw that your hands are a little cold, so I want to warm them up for you."
Warm! Come on, come on, don't move."
Lying aside, Chu Heng suddenly opened his eyes and glanced at the old guy.
Tsk!
An old gangster!
"No need!"
The old lady gritted her teeth and retracted her hand again, the wrinkles on her face twitching with anger.
You are such a bitch!
If not for fear of exposure!
I must give you some big pussy!
She has now begun to suspect that this old man may have really betrayed him!
"Dong dong dong!"
At this time, there was a knock on the door.
"Come in!"
Jiang Zhuolin put down the interrogation record and looked up at the door.
Others also subconsciously looked sideways.
"Squeak!"
The door opened, and the young man who came from the ruined temple to report the news came in panting. Without even looking at Jiang Zhuolin, he came directly to Chu Heng and was about to report his findings to him.
"Go out and talk."
Chu Heng interrupted him with a wave of his hand, glanced at the old lady who was full of curiosity, stood up and led the young man out of the office.
After the two of them muttered at the door for a while, Chu Heng quickly poked his head into the room and waved: "Uncle Jiang, old man, you two come here."
"What's wrong?"
Jiang Zhuolin stood up curiously and left the house with the one-eyed old man who reluctantly let go of the old lady's tender hand.
Then, the boy recounted the incident again.
After he finished speaking, Chu Heng asked the old man: "Men, are these people Mu Yu'an's group?"
Jiang Zhuolin pondered for a while and said: "Let's follow your plan. I'll let Captain Xue Rongcheng lead the team, and you can send some people to assist. First, monitor the people, and then arrest the old man's grandson.
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"no problem."
Chu Heng nodded, and then told the young man with a dark face: "Go to Peng An immediately and ask the grandson to bring the people over! Damn it, let him monitor people. Now everyone has gone to the suburbs. He is so special."
Why are you still there spying on a ghost!"
"Oh, I'll go right away."
The young man grinned happily, turned around and ran away.
There are always people below who are dissatisfied with Peng An, and this boy is one of them.
Seeing that he was going to be unlucky at this time, he was naturally very happy.
After the young man left, Chu Heng and the others discussed the follow-up plan in a low voice at the door for a while, checked for omissions and made up for it before turning back to the house.
After entering the house, the three of them glanced at the old lady, who was no longer of much use, and then went about their own business.
Although the situation is somewhat clear now, in order to prevent the old lady from using other means to convey the news, it is better to continue to hide it. Anyway, it will not be short of this time. At most, it will only cost a little expression.
The old man quite enjoyed it.
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Half past two in the afternoon.
The young man who reported the news found Peng An, who was yawning and squatting in a shanty town, and said with a smile: "Brother Peng, stop guarding here. The people inside are all in the Tutu Temple in the suburbs now. Master Chu wants you to go to the Public Security Bureau immediately."
, cooperate with them to deploy and control."
"What?" Peng An, who had been drowsy just now, suddenly became excited. He was no longer sleepy at all. He pulled the young man's collar in disbelief and asked in astonishment: "Aren't you kidding me?"
"Don't make trouble, this is a fake imperial edict. How dare I make such a joke to you?" the young man said with a grin.
"It can't be done!"
The younger brother next to him also murmured: "That house has never left our sight, and no one has come out. How did they escape?"
The young man shrugged: "I don't know how you escaped here. Anyway, when I found them, they came out of the ground."
"Drilled out of the ground? A tunnel?" A flash of lightning flashed through Peng An's mind, and he slapped his thigh in annoyance: "Why the hell are these people so quiet? They haven't left the house for most of the day!"
Immediately, his mind became hot, and he didn't care about Chu Heng looking for him. He pulled a few younger brothers with a dark face and sneaked towards the room in the distance.
Want to see what's going on!
You have to die, right?
Soon, they arrived close.
Just in case, they didn't dare to go directly into the house, but walked around and listened for a while.
After confirming that there was really no one inside, he came to the door and pushed it hard, but it didn't move at all.
"Locked?" Peng An frowned, raised his leg and kicked him hard.
"Boom!"
The door didn't open.
He added a few more vigorous kicks, but not only was there no left or right, but his ankle was almost sprained.
"Well, Brother Peng, I remember this door seems to be open."
Finally, a boy couldn't stand it any longer, so he cautiously stepped forward and opened the closed door with a gentle tug.
"puff!"
The few people in front of me laughed unkindly.
"You shouldn't have told me earlier! Did you want to see me make a fool of myself?" Peng An glared at him in shame and went into the house.
Sure enough, the house was already empty, with not even a hair left.
Then a group of people began to rummage through the cabinets again, and soon found a tunnel under the partition of the large wardrobe that could accommodate one person.
Looking at the deep tunnel, Peng An didn't know whether he was angry or just being reckless. He wasn't afraid of any danger, so he led his people down the tunnel and went in.
Finally he got out of a thatched house located on the edge of the shanty town.
Obviously, they managed to sneak out in this way.
Peng An asked someone nearby again, and when he learned that several weird-looking old people had indeed left here, he was so angry that he almost broke his molars: "Damn it, these people are rabbits."
!Drilling holes!"
"Brother Peng!"
The young man who reported the news pointed to his watch with a strange look on his face and said quietly: "You have wasted twenty minutes!"
"Fuck!"
Only then did Peng An hear Chu Heng's call, his face suddenly changed, he hurriedly asked someone to gather the troops, and rushed to the Public Security Bureau in a hurry.
