It’s a Bit Early To Cross

After Jiang Zhuolin's question, the old lady was obviously stunned. She knew very well that the people of the Public Security Bureau would not care about a certain person for no reason, unless the person had something to do with the case.

Is it...

Is it the honest and honest Pan Zhilong who killed my old man?

Full of doubts, the old lady frowned and said, "I know, he and my old man are young, and we always drink together when we have nothing to do."

"Then has he been to your house recently?" Jiang Zhuolin asked.

"I've been here. He came here this afternoon, saying that he was looking for a book that my old man borrowed from him, but after a long time of searching, he didn't find it, so he left." The old lady said.

"Book?"

Chu Heng's eyes lit up, and he quickly asked, "Aunt, what kind of book did he say he didn't say?"

"It's just a book without a cover." The old lady looked up at him and couldn't help asking, "A few leaders, did Pan Zhilong kill my old man?"

Jiang Zhuolin hesitated when he heard the words, and thought that Pan Zhilong's death could not be concealed, so he explained: "It's not him, Pan Zhilong is also one of the victims of this case, and he is now dead."

When they heard the news of the death, the Feng family was startled and frightened. They were shocked by the murderer's madness, and they were afraid that it would bring harm to themselves. They hurriedly surrounded them and asked about the situation.

"died!"

"Uncle Pan, he..., this, this..."

"Comrade, how did you die?"

"Will the murderer find my house?"

"You must protect us! Comrade!"

…

"boom!"

"Shut up for me!"

The old lady was the most calm one. After she slammed down the table and drank the panicked family members, she asked Chu Heng and the others with a sullen face: "A few leaders, what else do you want to ask? Say it anyway."

Several people looked at each other, and the one-eyed old man said softly, "It seems that the book should still be here, why don't we search it?"

"Then try it!"

Jiang Zhuolin thought for a while and nodded, then turned around and said to the old lady, "Old man, we want to find the book that Pan Zhilong said, and I hope you can cooperate."

"No problem, just search!" The old lady replied without hesitation.

"Wait a moment!"

The second daughter-in-law of the Feng family hurriedly stood up and said, "Be careful when you search, but don't break things."

Seeing this, the old lady frowned and scolded sharply: "What are you still thinking about at this time? You have long hair and short knowledge, hurry back to me!"

The second daughter-in-law shrank her neck in fright, hurried back to her husband, and pinched his waist secretly.

Just say a few words, or else you will really break things, who should we turn to?

The second brother of the Feng family frowned, but stood there motionless, he cared more about his father's hatred than the shabby house!

Chu Heng witnessed this little movement, took a step forward with a funny face, and the temperament that belonged to a big dog on his tall and straight body burst out uncontrollably: "Oh, don't worry, we will be careful, and if it really breaks What, I will pay according to the bill!"

The second daughter-in-law suddenly felt relieved, and said with a wide-eyed smile, "I'm relieved if you say this, then you can search quickly."

"Then let's do it! But don't just focus on books, don't let go of everything that can be done!"

Following Jiang Zhuolin's order, Chu Heng and the others acted quickly, and began to search for such unknown things all over the Feng family.

Inside and outside the house, in the front and back of the room, the wardrobe under the bed, and even the dog kennel, as long as it is a place to hide things, they will not let it go.

The second daughter-in-law of the Feng family was like a foreman, watching from behind their buttocks, for fear of breaking something.

Looking at the handsome and stylish Chu Heng, this woman has a whim... I don't know if they will pay me if I break my man...

In the blink of an eye, an hour passed.

The sun has already started to slant westward, and the blood-red sunset is gradually sinking in the sky, but Chu Heng and the others, who have already turned over the Feng family over and over again, have not gained anything.

Uh... I can't say no, I can only say that the things I found have nothing to do with the case.

For example, the eldest couple of the Feng family hid more than 100 yuan of private money under the floor tiles. The dark grid of the chest of drawers is old and already has Mr. Koo made of pulped ivory. This is the so-called little yellow book with the plot of kissing Monet.

"Where are you hiding!"

Jiang Zhuolin was smoking a cigarette with a frown in the hall, feeling unspeakably depressed.

Obviously found the clue, obviously the clue is in front of you, but you can't touch it, can't see it, it's really annoying.

Chu Heng was sitting beside him, watching with Mr. Jiao wrapped in cotton cloth in his hand. After a few moments of admiration, he casually asked the old lady, "Auntie, think about it carefully, Mr. Feng. Where can you put Dong XZ."

The old lady looked at the objects in his hands strangely, and after thinking about it carefully, she said, "There are only a few places in the house where you can hide things. You have all searched them before."

"In that case... that thing can't be left at home, right?" Chu Heng frowned when he heard the words, and gently put Mr. Jiao in his hand on the table of the Eight Immortals.

"Boom!"

"boom!"

Mr. Horn is bent, and when the two ends collide with the table, the sound is somewhat different.

Chu Heng didn't notice this, he put down his things and stood up, ready to propose to go to Feng Yongchun's unit to take a look.

"Eh?"

Before he could open his mouth, the one-eyed old man walked over with a frown, reached out to make a fist, and tapped lightly on the table with his knuckles.

"Dong dong!"

"Dong dong!"

"Boom!"

"The middle of this table is space-time!"

There was a gleam in the old man's one eye, and he quickly said to them: "Quickly, flip the table over and take a look!"

"quick!"

Jiang Zhuolin and the others were suddenly startled, and quickly stood up, took the objects on the table aside, and then turned the heavy Eight Immortals Table over and placed it on the ground.

I saw that in the middle of the table, a piece was hollowed out, and a square board was set on it, and the four borders were fixed with small rotatable wooden strips to prevent it from falling.

"Look what it is!"

Jiang Zhuolin squatted down with a look of surprise, UU reading www. uukanshu.com pushed aside the small wooden strip holding the board, and then gently lifted the board to reveal a thin piece of paper hidden inside.

He hurriedly picked it up and looked at it, only to find that there were groups of strange numbers on it, and he was dumbfounded: "9-15-8, 12-5-7...Is this a password?"

"Let me take a look?" Chu Heng snatched it over and took a few glances, then handed the paper back to Jiang Zhuolin speechlessly, and said with a wry smile, "Okay, let's be happy, what's the use of just giving a bunch of this stuff!"

The one-eyed old man took it and looked at it, licked his teeth and said, "It should be the password, but without the password book, it's useless to just hold this."

"Codebook?"

The old lady stood aside and muttered, her heart suddenly moved, and she said hurriedly: "Leader, five days ago, my old man suddenly told me to let me put away his favorite book of Gulliver's Travels, and don't lose it. Now, do you think that book is a codebook? Otherwise, why did he let me keep a book?"

(End of this chapter)