"We caught the suspect Zhang Chunjiu. According to his confession, Zhang Chunling worked in a small timber factory in Binhai in his early years to provide them with a few younger students studying. However, the timber factory was not well managed and closed down soon. After the boss ran away from donating money, they regarded the desolate timber factory as a stronghold and saved up some of their property through various illegal means, including robbery, murder, and accumulating some of their property."

"Because the place was far away from the crowd and backed by the forest, it was relatively hidden, so it developed into the first hiding den for criminals. The boss was Zhang Chunling, who should be regarded as the predecessor of the gang-like organization "Chunlai Group".

"Later, tourism emerged, and the coastal area seemed to be less desolate than before. They transformed and expanded the den and did some car rental business to the outside world. First, to hide themselves, and second, this information would be more informative."

"But the good times didn't last long. I don't know if there were too many corpses buried in Binhai. It was very evil and could not do any business. The tourism industry was in the end and the popularity did not gather. As Chunlai Group grew bigger, they slowly moved, and the car rental store has now been completely abandoned."

"My God," Lang Qiao was amazed at the ear, "You actually dug so deep!"

Tao Ran sighed: "I was forced to do anything because the situation is not very good now, and the reciter led the escaped Zhang Chunling there..."

Lang Qiao and Xiao Haiyang said in unison: "What!"

As the words fell, a series of guns suddenly came not far from them.

Lang Qiao was excited and felt that his hair was standing up all over his body. He turned his head and widened his eyes twice: "Really guns? Or are there anyone who sets off firecrackers?"

Xiao Haiyang had limited experience in firing guns or firing guns, so he had to stare at her.

Lang Qiao pressed his hand into his waist: "Glasses, tell me that your gun certificate was not bought."

"I've passed the exam, but don't ask me how I passed," Xiao Haiyang replied, "They all said it was because I lost 500 yuan before the exam."

"What's going on?" Tao Ran heard the background sound from the speakerphone, "Wait, where are you two now?"

"Partner Team Tao," Xiao Haiyang said in a deep voice, "More than ten years ago, there wouldn't be a lot of car rental business in such places. Do you think... the cars that the art teacher Yu Bin and his students rented back then happened to be the ones?"

Tao Ran was unintentionally discussing the old case with him at this time, and interrupted him in a rare tone: "Don't care about that for now, you two are too close, stop and stand by, Team Luo and the others will arrive soon!"

Lang Qiao: "Oh, but..."

Xiao Haiyang stepped on the brakes and reached out to hang up Lang Qiao's phone.

Lang Qiao: "What are you doing?"

Xiao Haiyang touched the gun on his waist. This was the unified application of Zhang Chunling and his team when they sent someone to chase Zhou Huaijin. Xiao Haiyang has not been able to get along with it yet. He always felt that it was a bit uncomfortable to insert it into his waist. He suddenly loosened the car door and said to Lang Qiao: "Get out of the car and wait for Team Luo here."

Lang Qiao: "No...what are you going to do?"

Xiao Haiyang pursed his lips into a slit. After a gun roared not far away, he roared through the night sky. Relying on the deserted place, he became more and more arrogant and dense. He suddenly opened the car door without saying a word and rushed out directly.

Lang Qiao: "Damn!"

She hurriedly chased out, grabbed Xiao Haiyang's shoulder, and pressed him down: "Have you ever been in the field? Have you ever fired a gun? Can you fight or run? Master, I'm really convinced!"

Xiao Haiyang's face turned blue because Lang Qiao was right. Even a girl like her who looked a little slender could easily hold him down, but, but...

"The earliest notice I received said that the gangsters controlled the hostages. If the Chunlai Group and the Reader were fighting fire now, what should the hostages do?"

Although Tao Ran had not had time to tell them who the so-called "hostage" was, Lang Qiao frowned.

"Of course, this is my excuse." Xiao Haiyang sighed, and then whispered without caring about whether Lang Qiao could understand or not, "For so many years, I have always wanted to know why... why there are people like Lu Guosheng and others in the world, why are there people who regard them as treasures, and use them to do more bad things with greater malice. I dream of grabbing him with my own hands..."

Xiao Haiyang said, and struggled hard... but still couldn't break away from Lang Qiao's grasping hand. However, when she struggled, she shocked the phone that was not in her outer pocket. Somehow, the phone screen was shot down on the ground, and was bounced up by sharp stones, and it suddenly shattered into a spider web.

"Let me go, let me go!" Xiao Haiyang's voice was very low, and he begged her in a low voice, "It's been more than ten years, and I haven't wanted to finish this matter for a day in the past ten years. I've lived so big that I can't become a martial arts man, and I have no other wishes... Even if I die here with them, I'm willing. If you don't understand, let go!"

Xiao Haiyang understood the joy, anger, sorrow and happiness, and always had a bit of deviation from the joy, anger, sorrow and happiness of others. This made him always seem to be separated by a layer when communicating with others, like a strange man who was incompatible with others. Lang Qiao had never seen such a deep texture of sorrow and desperate bets in him, and she subconsciously let go.

Due to Xiao Haiyang's inertia, he staggered and took a step back, staring at Lang Qiao for a moment. Then, he suddenly learned to speak without any knowledge, said, "You should pay attention to safety yourself", and then turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait!" Lang Qiao bent down and picked up her broken cell phone, and sucked her teeth in pain. This was not the broken thing issued by the municipal bureau, but her own mobile phone, almost a month's salary. She died before she could put the film on her job. She put the broken cell phone in close proximity, "Do you know, I also fell a new cell phone before the college entrance examination, but the math was over 100 years old. Is it a bit similar to the principle of taking a gun certificate?"

Xiao Haiyang: "..."

"Do you believe in metaphysics?" Lang Qiao opened the car door and said, "Come up!"

The two quickly approached the abandoned parking lot - as the former timber factory, it was very empty, behind it was a gentle hill with forests on the mountain. Although most of the plants and trees had withered, dead branches and leaves and evergreen trees could barely hide.

Lang Qiao hid the car quickly, briefly inspected the surrounding environment, and waved to Xiao Haiyang: "Come on."

Xiao Haiyang's expression was a bit complicated: "You actually don't need it..."

"Don't talk nonsense - hiss... Vice Team Tao didn't say that this place is so big!" Lang Qiao quickly jumped along the woods along the forest behind the old factory, looked down, and took a breath first.

Whether it is a timber factory or a car rental store, it is now dilapidated and covered with weeds. The area is amazing, as big as a school, with cars around it surrounding it, and dense gunshots sounded inside, and Lang Qiao saw a string of dazzling blood at a glance.

"On the surface, it is a place for renting a car, and there are actually wanted criminals hiding. The structure inside may be more complicated. I think about it, where will we start..." Before Lang Qiao finished speaking, Xiao Haiyang suddenly pressed her head.

Lang Qiao was suddenly interrupted, and was stunned at first, then she heard the rustling footsteps.

The two of them were so arrogant that they didn't dare to go out and hid behind a few big trees that were born side by side. Listening to the hurried footsteps, they almost passed by them, and then ran in the other direction. After a while, Lang Qiao carefully looked at the place where she hid the car, and then pressed down Xiao Haiyang's trembling muzzle - Fortunately, the boy was nervous and forgot to open the safety bolt, otherwise it would be fun to get out of the spot.

She took out a small telescope from somewhere and saw that there were about a dozen people in the group, each carrying weapons and walking fast, running towards the side of the factory behind the mountain.

"What are these people doing?"

"I think it's Zhang Chunling's subordinates," Xiao Haiyang said almost inauspiciously, "Look, they seem to be very familiar with the terrain."

"Wait, I remember Mr. Tao seemed to say... it was the reciter who led Zhang Chunling? But isn't this the old nest of Chunlai Group? Taking action on someone else's territory, is that the reciter's mind fine, right?"

"The Zhang brothers have always been hiding behind the scenes. They should be very cautious and afraid of death. They may not dare to come so quickly in strange places. Perhaps the purpose of the reciter is to make them skeptical." Xiao Haiyang paused and said, "Sister Xiao Qiao, what should we do now?"

Lang Qiao, who was full of doubt, was stunned by his screams, and his heart skipped a beat without warning. The inappropriate memory seemed like a small needle, stabbing her regardless of lightness or severely.

Miss Xiao Qiao...

Only when Xiao Wu first came to the municipal bureau did she call her like this.

"Go," her eyes sharpened, "follow them."

Lang Qiao was right, the underground structure of the abandoned car yard is indeed more complex than what it looks outside, comparable to an ant hole.

The warehouses, narrow passages overlap each other, and fake walls and secret passages are everywhere, perfectly separating the disguise of doing business with the places where dirt is hidden.

Fei Du took a rough look and had already vaguely guessed it - this place is probably the predecessor of the "Louvre" and "Honeyman".

Fan Siyuan didn't know how many times he had come to investigate in advance, and was very familiar with the road. Under Zhang Chunling's fierce firepower siege, he led a group of people to retreat to the ground quickly.

There is a space underground with heavy cement walls on all sides, built in an imitation of an air raid shelter. At the entrance is a thick safe door that can be closed tightly. The safe door is painted with gray exactly like the surrounding walls. If you don’t get close, you will almost notice that there is a different world here.

There are observation mirrors and small holes left for bullets to fly on the door, which can hold more than a dozen guns, just like a fortress.

Fei Du was thrown roughly on the concrete floor. He turned his head and saw that in such a chaotic situation, Fan Siyuan and his group actually brought Fei Chengyu's burden. I wonder if it was because of the blood loss, Fei Du's vision was a little dark. He closed his eyes for a while and murmured to himself: "I guess this should be not far from where Su Hui threw the body, right, Teacher Fan?"

There was an echo of his speech in the closed space. As soon as he spoke, several followers of Fan Siyuan immediately pointed their guns at him unfriendly.

Fei Duhun didn't care: "Did you find this place with Xu Wenchao and Su Luozhan? No wonder..."

Fan Siyuan: "No wonder?"

"No wonder Su Luozhan knew the details of Su Xiaolan's crime more than 20 years ago." Fei Du said, "Su Luozhan is a jealous little pervert. Torturing people is her pleasure. If she knew about the harassing phone call that Su Xiaolan invented that year, she would definitely be unable to help but imitate it - it is a clever technique to make a big move."

"Shut up!" The woman who had been pushing Fan Siyuan's wheelchair suddenly spoke.

Fei Du looked at her in the dark place and said with a smile: "During this process, you must have witnessed the bodies of the little girls being transported here many times, right? It's so pitiful, so many, so little girls, before they even opened their buds, they were killed and turned into cold corpses..."

The woman could not bear it anymore, so she strode towards him and grabbed Fei Du's collar.

Fei Du: "Teacher Fan, is it good to take care of important props?"

Fan Siyuan sighed and stopped his men: "Ruo Bing."

The woman's hands trembled, and her raised slap stopped in the air.

Fei Du was surprised to find that there were tears in her eyes.

Fan Siyuan said in a deep voice: "We may be able to stop one or two cases and save a few girls, but so what? Catching a Xu Wenchao and a Su Luozhan cannot change anything. Xu Wenchao is just a perverted puppet and knows nothing. The third-generation little monster of the Su family is not even old enough to bear criminal responsibility. The Chunlai Group behind them is the culprit. Chopping a tentacle will not hurt at all. It will only cause more people to suffer from pain because of small losses - Ruobing, some sacrifices are necessary."

"I know," the woman whispered, "Teacher, I understand."

Fei Du's eyebrows moved: "Oh, is it? But as far as I know, you are not only forbidden to save him. Zhao Haochang, who killed He Zhongyi, is indeed a scumbag, but it is costly for scumbags to kill people. Who would use this method unless it was absolutely necessary? Who made him firmly believe that He Zhongyi is a parasite-like addict? Who sent that text message that alluded to the 'Golden Triangle Opening'? I had the fate to say a few words to He Zhongyi. He was introverted and timid. I have been unable to understand for so long. How did he muster up the courage to 'entangle' this strange girl Zhang Ting?"

"And Dong Xiaoqing, Zheng Kaifeng's second contact person, Zhuo Yingchun, passed away, your people took advantage of the situation and knew that Zheng Kaifeng was planning to rebel with Zhou Junmao, so they arranged for him to fight Dong for this perfect murderer - just like Lu Guosheng assassinating Feng Bin - and then lied to Dong Xiaoqing that silly girl..."

"We didn't lie to her!" the woman retorted loudly, "We just told her the truth! Doesn't she have the right to know the true cause of her parents' death?"

"It's not just the real cause of her parents' death. I'm afraid you'll tell her the secret of an insider in the police." Fei Du sighed, "That old thing Zheng Kaifeng is really cunning. He first used a false paternity test book to discord Zhou Junmao and Zhou Huaijin and his son, buried chess pieces, and then secretly bought/murdered/killed people. In this way, even if the conspiracy theorists found that Zhou Junmao was terrified of death, the suspicion pointed to Zhou Huaijin, the eldest young master with a mysterious life experience. If it were not done well, even Dong Gan thought the employer was Zhou Huaijin-but beauty, don't tell me, your powerful teacher Fan was misled by him."

The woman was stunned.

Fei Du laughed out loud: "Why don't you tell Dong Xiaoqing and Zheng Kaifeng are the culprit, Teacher Fan?"

The woman said stubbornly: "Because... because Dong Xiaoqing can't get close to Zheng Kaifeng at all, so what if she lets her know? In the end, the end was just silently dealt with by the old scumbag!"

"After she stabbed Zhou Huaixin to death, wasn't she still silenced by the other party?" Fei Du's eyes passed over her and nailed to Fan Siyuan. "Teacher Fan, you know that before this matter was over, there would be Zhang Chunling's people staring around Dong Xiaoqing. You are still afraid that the sluggish police would not be able to find traces of the organization. Before they deal with Dong Xiaoqing, they led the police to her house and set fire to induce the police to check the surveillance of the door..."

Fan Siyuan's face was slightly dark, and he winked at the two men following him. The two men immediately pushed the woman away and stepped forward.

Fei Du said quickly: "Actually, you wanted to induce Dong Xiaoqing to kill Zhou Huaijin - Yes, the original target was Zhou Huaijin, because Zhou Huaixin was even more stupid and better control! Why would Dong Xiaoqing know where Zhou Huaijin was discharged that day? That was planned for her! Zhou Huaixin was already dissatisfied with her family. If his father and his brother who depended on each other died of misfortunes, you can take the opportunity to approach him and use him to track down the old days of the Zhou family Heng'an Welfare Home... um..."

Fei Du groaned, and a man grabbed his neck and punched him in the lower abdomen, forcibly cutting off his voice. At the same time, another man roughly sealed his mouth with tape.

Fei Du's cold sweat flowed down his forehead, and soon wet his eyelashes. He curled up in pain, but his eyes were always staring at the woman beside Fan Siyuan, capturing the panic that flashed across her face.

Fan Siyuan waved to the woman: "Ruo Bing, how cunning this person is, how devilish he is. Don't you know?"

The woman hesitated and took a step back.

Just then, a voice suddenly sounded outside. The person who had been holding a gun at the safe door turned to Fan Siyuan and said, "Teacher, they are catching up!"

As he finished speaking, the rapid guns approached - after all, this place was built by Zhang Chunling, and he knew about several mouse holes. It was only a matter of time to chase after them, and everyone was nervous and alert.

"How many of us have we sacrificed to this point today? Including the brothers and sisters who were standing with you and me just now, in order to lure Zhang Chunling over, they all applied blood to this dirty ground," Fan Siyuan said coldly, "Ruobing, what are you thinking?"
To be continued...