Zhennan District Police Department.

Inside the office of the captain of the criminal police team, Song Feng.

Zhang Yu and Song Feng have turned from Song Feng's home to come here at this moment. The two sat behind the desk and looked at the computer display screen.

On the screen is information about music professor Zhuo Wei.

The top is a photo. Zhuo Wei looks fifty years old, with a back, looking very energetic and aura. Zhuo Wei has a melon-shaped face and very white skin. When he was young, he was definitely a typical young white face. It was just because he was a little vicissitudes of life, but he still couldn't hide his handsome nature. On his face, he had a bit of a bookish atmosphere, a bit like a weak scholar without any power.

Let’s look at the information below. Today I am 54 years old and my resume is also glamorous. But when I was young, I was studying music abroad in ten years.

While looking at the information, Zhang Yu muttered, "Zhuo Wei...Zhuo Wei...Zhuo Wei..."

Every time I muttered, my tone was a little different, which made Song Feng confused.

Song Feng couldn't help asking, "What are you doing when you keep chanting his name?"

"Look at his name..." Zhang Yu pointed at the word "Zhuo Wei" on the screen.

"What's wrong with his name?" Song Feng asked with some confusion.

"Do you remove the fire of the word Wei, and then combine these two words together to see." Zhang Yu said slowly.

"Remove the fire...the two words combined together...the Korean characters...the Korean characters are half horizontal...the Korean characters!" At the end of his speech, Song Feng screamed suddenly.

"That's right!" Zhang Yu said solemnly.

"Mr. Han... He is Mr. Han..." Song Feng was obviously excited, his fists were clenched tightly. But after a moment, he said again: "You said Mr. Han has silver hair, but his hair is black..."

"Maybe I'm wearing a wig..." Zhang Yu said.

"It's not impossible..." Song Feng pointed and said, "There is a record of Zhuo Wei's address in the following content. Song Feng said: "His home is No. 12, Nanhu Villa District, so let's go now!"

Zhang Yu decided to go to Zhuo Wei's house before, but A Luo's diary did not write about the address of Zhuo Wei's house. Therefore, he could only go to the police station to check.

The police definitely have detailed information about such celebrities.

"We can go together, but at most you will send it outside the villa area. You are not allowed to go in with me for adventure." Zhang Yu said seriously.

"Brother, what you said made me feel a little worried. To be honest, I usually say this to others, and no one has ever said such words to me. You are the first one." Song Feng turned to look at Zhang Yu, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

In fact, Song Feng himself also understood that compared with Zhang Yu, he was much worse in his ability. He was just a criminal policeman, and at most he could reach out. If he faced those nerds, it would obviously not be enough to see.

Zhang Yu smiled "haha" and said, "We each have our own strengths. It is my strength to deal with such people. Let me be the first person to eat crabs."

After saying that, he stood up, a little impatient, and wanted to leave immediately.

Song Feng smiled, then stood up, and said, "Even if I don't want you to be a fool, I can't help... Apart from being a driver for you, I guess I can't help anything else. It would be nice if I didn't become a burden..."

He is quite open-minded and can even make jokes by himself. The two of them appreciate each other, and they have a little bit of acquaintance with each other. After they hit it off, Song Feng did not regard Zhang Yu as an outsider. It can even be said that he saw a shadow of A Luo in Zhang Yu, and unconsciously regarded Zhang Yu as A Luo's substitute and his good friend.

The two left the office together, went downstairs to get into Song Feng's car, and drove towards the Nanhu villa area where Zhuo Wei lived.

They were all in Zhennan District, and the Nanhu villa area was slightly off, but they arrived an hour later. When they arrived outside the villa area, Zhang Yu asked Song Feng to stop and drive first, and he went in one of them. If there was anything, he would contact him when he came out.

Song Feng knew it himself and nodded in agreement. Zhang Yu climbed into the villa area alone and rushed towards Villa Building No. 12.

It was the second half of the night, and Zhang Yu was moving fast. Following the villa's brand, he found Villa No. 12 in a short while.

The villa has a unique courtyard, and there are two rooms with lights on inside, but they just block the curtains. There is no way to see if there is anyone inside from the outside.

According to A Luo's diary, when Zhuo Wei's family was left with lights on at night, there were two rooms that were on at night, and I don't know what this meant. But I guess I was a little scared after being robbed by a thief and must have the stance of someone at home.

Zhang Yu didn't have time to think so much, he wanted to see if Zhuo Wei was a silver man and if he was Mr. Han. Zhang Yu knew in his heart that if Zhuo Wei was an ordinary person, it would be impossible to find him entering the villa.

There are three floors in the villa, but the third floor is a loft. Zhang Yu easily climbed into the yard. When he arrived at the villa, Zhang Yu chose the second floor terrace with black lights. He jumped up and grabbed the railing. When he flipped his body, he came to the terrace.

But after seeing it, Zhang Yu was stunned. As Aluo recorded, Zhuo Wei's house is now a window, all of which are pressed on the guardrail. There are windows and doors on the terrace, and there are guardrails inside the glass doors. I want to have guardrails inside the glass windows. I can understand how to install guardrails on the windows. What does it mean to install guardrails on the doors?

Zhang Yu lay on the glass and looked inside. It looked like a tea room with tatami on the ground and a round table in the middle, with tea sets on it. The decorations inside were also ancient and old, and they really had the taste.

After thinking about it, Zhang Yu thought that although he had the ability to open the guardrail, it was a bit inappropriate to do so. It was too blatant.

He simply jumped down again, came to the door of the villa, took out a pin from his pocket, and inserted it into the keyhole. The lock of this villa is really not an ordinary lock, and it takes some effort. There is no lock that cannot be opened in the world. Zhang Yu took three minutes to finally open the lock.

When I opened the door and entered the house, there was a porch inside, with the lights turned off, and it was pitch black.

Zhang Yu raised his foot and walked slowly into the ground, and was cautious. In addition to observing the approximate situation around with his eyes, he also had to check with his eyes whether there was any movement here.

"Hmm?" Zhang Yu unexpectedly discovered that there seemed to be a faint sound of music on the second floor. The sound was very light, and Zhang Yu couldn't even tell whether to play or play a song.

"There are people at home..." Zhang Yu was stunned for a moment, but he did not go upstairs directly, but observed on the first floor. The large living room, kitchen, servant's room, and a garage on the first floor. Everything was normal, without any problems. There was a car parked in the garage, and it seemed that there was someone at home.

Of course, Zhang Yu would not give up easily, so he followed up to the second floor. There were a total of six rooms on the second floor. The room with the lights was the room on the left and the adjacent room.

The room where music sounds came out was exactly the one on the left side. Going to the second floor, I heard it a little clearer. This is the sound of the pipa playing.
Chapter completed!