While the manhunt is in progress

Chapter 45
It was a day in the middle of August, and the sun was at its fiercest time of the day.

Outside the Yucheng bus station, a boy of eighteen or nineteen was standing in a shaded place near the exit, tiptoed with his head up, looking at the crowd exiting the station, searching back and forth.

Soon, the boy saw a familiar face and walked forward with a smile: "Brother Huzi! Here, here!"

A stalwart young man in the crowd raised his head when he heard the words, his eyes hidden in the shadows under the baseball cap looked along, and found the young man waving his hands to greet him, so he stepped forward quickly: "Why are you alone, Where's your dad?"

"My dad has gone to work, let me pick you up on an electric bike." The boy was very happy, and led the brother Huzi he was talking about to get on the electric bike, twisted the handlebar, and drove home in a hurry.

"Brother Huzi, you haven't come to my house for several years." The boy said cheerfully, his eyes were on the road, but half of his face was turned towards Huzi who was sitting behind him.

"It's been three years, I can't remember clearly." The voice was flat, without much fluctuation.

"My aunt always told my dad that you would go out and earn a lot of money, and my dad kept urging me to go out and work as soon as possible." The young man talked very much: "But I don't want to work, I want to go to school."

"It's good to go to school, and you have a lot of skills." Huzi sat in the back, lowered the brim of his hat while looking around, and answered a few words casually.

"Then can you help me persuade my dad to stop urging me?" The young man asked Huzi for help, without feeling any abnormality in him.
"Okay." Huzi agreed bluntly, which made the boy happy.

Soon, the buildings around the electric car became rare and low, and the road was no longer smooth and clean, so the boy had to slow down.

Huzi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, his back straightened up a bit, his expression relaxed a lot, and he took the initiative to say, "Biaozi, how much did you score in the college entrance examination?"

"558." The young man smiled proudly: "The admission notice has come down, and I can go to the school I want to go to, but my dad doesn't agree."

"Your father is because of the tuition fee." Huzi knew the boy's family background very well, and asked, "How much tuition fee do you pay every year?"

"8000." The young man's voice suddenly became a little low, and it was obvious that this was not something his family could afford.

"Let's put it together, it's better to go to school if you can." A trace of envy and regret flashed in Huzi's eyes, and he said, "It's not like me, who works stupidly outside."

"Brother Huzi, you are different." Hearing this, the young man quickly defended Huzi: "You are a person who earns a lot of money. I have made up my mind that when I graduate, I will work for you and help you, so that others will not fool you. .”

"Who can fool you brother Huzi! Besides, you are not afraid that I will fool you?" Huzi smiled, and the smile was very complicated, because he could feel that his brother's mind was cleaner than his own, much cleaner.

"Don't be afraid! Brother Huzi, you forgot, but I remember! You have never fooled me since you were a child, and you even stood up for me to fight with others! I remember that time."

The young man didn't know how much he touched Hu Zi with his words, so he kept chatting with him.

Just chatting while hurrying along the road, after a while, they came to a courtyard with a low wall, which was the boy's home.

Standing outside the low courtyard wall and looking inside, there are several ordinary bungalows.The houses are built side by side. Although they are not small, they look a bit crude because of the yard.

The gate of the courtyard is an iron door less than one person high, and it is covered with rust.Outside is the road, because it is the best road in the village, and cars often pass by.

Entering the house, the moment the boy closed the door, Hu Zi completely relaxed, sat down on the sofa without taking off his hat, stared straight at what he was looking at, frowned slightly, not sure what he was thinking about What.

No matter how dull the young man was, he could tell that he had something on his mind, eagerly poured him a glass of water, brought it to him and asked, "Brother Huzi, what's wrong with you?"

"Huh?" Hu Zi came back to his senses, took a moment to take the water: "It's nothing, think about something."

"Oh, how long are you going to stay this time?" The young man didn't ask any more questions, but wanted to use his own method to make him feel better, so he suggested: "Brother Huzi, let me take you to the night market tonight. There are a lot of delicious food."

"Forget it." Huzi refused without hesitation: "I came here this time just to have a quiet time. It's too noisy outside, and I'm annoyed."

"Oh." The boy was a little frustrated, and then said again: "Brother Huzi, you haven't eaten yet, have you? I'll make some for you. The food outside is cheaper now."

Huzi was about to refuse when he heard the words, but thinking about the enthusiasm of the young man that made him uncomfortable, he smiled and said: "Okay, I will leave the lunch to you."

"okay!"

The young man laughed, went out and went straight to the vegetable stall. It happened that the boss was about to close the stall and go home. He quickly picked out some vegetables that were still a little watery, and gave the money to go home.

The young man walked very fast, and soon returned to his door. Just as he was about to enter the door, a man riding a bicycle suddenly appeared.

I saw that he was full of riding equipment, from helmet goggles to mask clothing, and he looked very professional.Under his control, the obviously expensive mountain bike passed by the boy at an extremely fast speed.

Watching him go far away, the young man couldn't hide the envy in his eyes, but found that the man on the bike seemed to glance at him.Looking back in a daze, I felt like my own illusion.

When he walked into the house, Huzi was still sitting on the sofa, and the man on the bike had completely disappeared from his mind. After all, such people often pass by in front of the house, which is very common.

After a while, the meal was ready, and the two of them ate it quickly. Huzi was still sitting on the sofa, with an uncertain look on his face, and his expression changed slightly.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, the boy was not easy to ask, so he cleaned up the dishes by himself.Little did he know that the cyclist who had been forgotten by him was looking thoughtfully at the air in front of him in a small restaurant a few kilometers away from his home.

Song He looked at the system panel, studied the A-level task he had just received in the morning, and put a mouthful of food from time to time.

A-level mission: The lucky killer (to be completed)
Mission target: Zhang Hu.

Mission briefing: 15 days ago, a disturbance was provoked in Fenggang Bar, Yuncheng Bar Street, Yuwei Province. Then, at [-]:[-] in the morning, a crowd was gathered in the bar street to fight, resulting in five people being seriously injured. One of them died nine days ago due to ineffective rescue.The plot is bad and the crime is serious, please bring him to justice and accept legal sanctions! (case details)

Target distance: 4952 meters.

Task success reward: 8 attribute points, 80 chasing points.

Clicking on the mission details, there were all kinds of information about this case in the police system. The more Song He looked at it, the more entangled he became, because the confessions of some of the people arrested and involved in the case contained many descriptions and comments about Zhang Hu:
Start viciously!

Six relatives do not recognize!

Thinking back to the boy he met in Zhang Hu's hiding place just now, even though he only took one look, Song He still saw a lot of things.

The family is poor, loves learning, and is still full of hope for life. Generally speaking, this is a young man who still has the heart of a child.

And he didn't know anything about Zhang Hu's actions.

Song He took out his mobile phone, but did not make a call for a long time, complaining to the system in his heart: why can't the ordinary people around the target be marked.

It's no wonder that Song He hesitated, after all, Zhang Hu's ruthlessness made it easy for apprehended arrests to change.

What if Zhang Hu takes the boy and his family as hostages during the arrest?
What if Zhang Hu has evil thoughts in his heart at this time, and is ready to cover up the traces of escape and kill people?
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All kinds of worries came to mind. Song He finished the meal in two mouths. After paying the bill, he walked out of the restaurant feeling heavy and picked up his mobile phone to dial:

"Hello, Old Zhao."

"There is trouble from the provinces."

"Is such that."

"Okay, listen to you, I won't do it."

Song He hung up the phone, found a hidden corner, took out a casual suit from the ring and put it on, and then stuffed the riding equipment into it, and suddenly transformed into a white-collar man.

Putting on wide sunglasses and looking at the bicycle beside him, Song He rolled his lips and said, "Space is too expensive, it's not easy to hide the bicycle."

After a while, Song He arrived more than a hundred meters away from the courtyard, took out his mobile phone again, and dialed skillfully:
"Hello, Xiaoxue."

"Do me a favor."

"You look up who is the head of the household at this address. The address is."

"Don't worry, I promised your master not to do anything."

"By the way, who is leading the team this time?"

"It's Brother Kai. His acting skills are in place and he's pretty safe. Where did they go?"

"Did you call him and just say I remembered?"

"Okay, I'll hang up first."

After hanging up the phone, he pushed the bicycle to a corner and hid it. Then a very professional smile quickly appeared on Song He's face, he gathered his mood and walked towards the courtyard.

Soon, Song He came to the simple courtyard, stretched out his hand and patted on the iron door, put on a Tian provincial accent, poked his head and shouted inside: "Hello! Is there anyone at home?"

After a while, the young man walked out of the brick house, looked at Song He who was covered by sunglasses and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

"Young man, hello!" Song He cleared his throat with a very standard professional smile on his face, "Excuse me, what's wrong here, cough cough, is it Chen Guodong's home?"

"My father is not at home, who are you?" The young man came out in two or three steps, opened the courtyard door that could only cover Song He's chest, and looked at him curiously.

Song He is wearing a casual suit at this time, coupled with the deliberately created style of movement and language, he looks like a salesman.

I saw him take out a small sprayer from his pocket, and asked with a smile, "Young man, what's your name?"

"You can call me Chen Biao." The young Chen Biao answered honestly.

"Oh, Xiao Biao. You and your father look alike." Song He said with a smile, "I'm here to give your father a gift. Can I go in and talk to you?"

When Chen Biao heard this, he looked back with a look of embarrassment, remembering Hu Zi's warning about not wanting to meet strangers, and then looking at the enthusiastic salesman, he didn't know what to say.

Song He was afraid of Chen Biao's embarrassment and looked very understanding, he waved his hands repeatedly and said, "It's okay if it's inconvenient, I can tell you here."

Before he came, he had already guessed that Zhang Hu would not let strangers see him easily, so he had no plan to go in. He only planned to lure Chen Biao and his son outside to facilitate Zhou Kai's actions.

In his original plan, whether Chen Biao or Chen Guodong came out, he would use sweat spray to charm one, and then trick the other out on the pretext of saving people.

Now that Chen Guodong is not at home, he has only one goal: hold Chen Biao!

"Look at our mosquito repellent spray, it's very environmentally friendly and hygienic. Especially Si, er, especially, it doesn't do any harm to the human body." Song He said exaggeratedly while observing his words and expressions: "And we recently We are engaged in four-use, uh, trial lottery activities, you try a can, give us your feelings and opinions, you can participate in the lottery, and you have a chance to win a cash reward of 2 yuan!"

Chen Biao was originally uninterested, still wondering why his father would agree to try this kind of thing, until Song He said the word lottery, his eyes became brighter and brighter.And when Song He gave out [-] cash, Chen Biao even felt that the man in front of him with a strange accent and gesticulating movements was much more pleasing to the eye!

"Is it true?" Chen Biao couldn't wait.

"Of course it's true!" Chen Biao's reaction was completely within Song He's expectation. He continued with a bright smile: "If you want the seeds, cough, just give us feedback after you use them."

"How to use it?" Chen Biao took the bait very quickly.

"You look like me." Song He smiled and sprayed lightly to the side, but his heart was bleeding: Lao Tzu's sweat spray, just emptied the gun.
"Can I participate in the lottery after spraying it?" The eager expression on Chen Biao's face seemed to tell Song He: I can use up such a small spray in one minute!

"That's right!" Song He maintained the smile on his face.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a car passing by, and the person sitting in the car was Zhou Kai!

Song He couldn't help being overjoyed, and quickly said in Zhou Kai's voice: "Your father is not at home now, please register for him!"

Ignoring Zhou Kai after finishing speaking, he reached into his pocket, took the opportunity to take out a palm-sized notebook and a pen from the ring, and handed them to Chen Biao.

Chen Biao had no doubt that he was there, so he took it and started writing.

Taking advantage of this moment, Song He Yuguang followed Zhou Kai closely, and saw him park his car at a blind spot that could not be seen from Chen Biao's house, and then walked over slowly with his partner, as if passing by.

Calmly calculating the distance and time in his heart, Song He waited for Chen Biao to finish writing and looked up, and said with a smile: "Xiao Biao, you are in good luck. Our product smells very good, and it is harmless to the human body." It’s harmful, it can be used as an air freshener.”

While speaking, he glanced at the house behind Chen Biao, saw that Zhang Hu was not peeping through the window, took the opportunity to pick up the spray and sprayed it on Chen Biao's face quickly!
Chen Biao subconsciously wanted to hide, but Song He couldn't move as quickly. When a strange fragrance entered his nostrils, all kinds of terrifying rumors flashed in his mind, his expression changed immediately, and he was about to retreat into the yard.

But Song He couldn't let him leave, his feet didn't move at all, his left hand firmly held him to prevent him from leaving, and he still had a smile on his face: "So, young man, you really made a lot of money."

When Chen Biao saw this, he realized something was wrong. He was about to shout, but found that he had no strength at all. He couldn't even simply open his mouth. His head sank and he fell softly to the ground!

"Ah!" Seeing this, Song He clenched his hands into his fists beside his cheeks as if terrified, and shouted in panic, "Young man, what's the matter with you! Don't scare me!"

Seeing that Chen Biao didn't respond, Song He breathed a sigh of relief, squatting beside him anxiously, pushing Chen Biao while shouting to the surroundings: "Come here! Help! Someone has fainted!"

(End of this chapter)