I am the Great Protector of the Soldier King

It was already one o'clock in the morning, and the stone streets of Shui Alley were deserted and silent.

Zhu Qingyu and his party looked around and saw that every door was closed and there was no movement. Suddenly I saw a light on in a wooden house, but it was someone's child who was making noise at night. Judging from the child's loud crying, it was still a baby of only a few months old.

Zhu Qingyu and his party checked the environment in front of and behind the house and found no suspicious traces. However, there was a closed passage behind a first-floor house with a brick and wood structure in the back row that caught his attention. The passage connected to a building two or three feet high. The back ridge was pitch black without a trace of light.

Zhu Qingyu thought to himself, whose house is this? Is there a cave in the ridge behind it? Are there people still living in the cave? If you are in a rural area, stacking red potatoes in caves is a good method, but in cities, this is a bit confusing.

No matter what, Zhu Qingyu went down to the aisle to investigate carefully. The aisle was covered with iron sheets so airtight that Zhu Qingyu couldn't see anything inside. He listened carefully, but couldn't hear anything.

Zhu Qingyu took everyone to the Sanjiang River outside Shui Alley to check. The water of Sanjiang River was so quiet at night that no sound of flowing could be heard.

"Did Mr. Zhao sink into Sanjiang?" Zhu Qingyu couldn't help but shudder when he thought of this. The river bed in this section is low and the water is very deep. It looks dark green during the day. Several people who swim here drown every year.

Zhu Qingyu walked back and forth several times with a flashlight on the shore. There were no scattered footprints on the sand and rocks by the river, and there was no sign of a fight.

Zhu Qingyu looked at the calm river and felt helpless. According to Master Yang, Mr. Zhao is very trustworthy and never defaults on workers' wages. When he does interior painting, he always pays 80% of the progress payment according to the contract. This is relatively rare in the business world where intrigues and materialism prevail.

"If Mr. Zhao dies, it will be difficult for the workers to get their project funds in full, and there will be chaotic scenes such as work stoppages, water and electricity cuts, quarrels, and fights on the construction site." Thinking of this, Zhu Qingyu became more determined to find Zhao Guozhu.

It was already two o'clock in the morning. Zhu Qingyu waved and led his men back.

When we reached the small intersection, it was the peak period of the farmer's market night market. The aroma of fried stinky tofu wafted in the wind. Zhu Qingyu suddenly felt hungry and his mouth watered.

"Let's go have a late night snack. I'll treat you." Zhu Qingyu smiled and said.

"You should have invited me a long time ago." Everyone said in unison, and everyone danced with joy.

A group of people entered the night market in a big way. People who were drinking and talking saw several men wearing helmets and holding electric shock batons entering the market. They all looked around in fear and moved tremblingly, fearing that these policemen were coming to arrest them. , and they are all thinking: What on earth have I committed? No!

Zhu Qingyu was walking in front. He remembered the last time he had a late-night snack, so he raised his eyes and glanced at a corner of the night market. This glance was not important, and he forgot to put down his open mouth.

It turns out that Yan Zi is drinking with Fat Winter Melon and Scarface!

Looking at Yanzi's expression, it's not like he was accompanying the drinker. He was clearly suffering, because Yanzi looked like he was crying, with tears streaming down his face and crying for his father and mother.

It is really difficult for a single woman with no relatives to earn money to eat in a border town.

Zhu Qingyu looked at the lonely and helpless Yan Zi, feeling pity; then looking at the proud expressions of Fat Winter Melon and Scarface, an unknown fire rushed to his forehead, and his fists clenched loudly.

But reason soon triumphed over impulse. Weren't we looking for Zhao Guozhu this night? We really couldn't find him anywhere, so it took no effort at all! The disappearance of Zhao Guozhu is definitely related to Fat Winter Melon and Scarface. Now these two are right in front of you. As long as they follow these two people, Zhao Guozhu's whereabouts will be known.

In order not to be discovered by Fat Winter Melon and Scarface, Zhu Qingyu turned around quickly and gestured for everyone to step back and sit down at a stall near the entrance of the night market. It's relatively hidden here, so it's hard for others to spot it, but as long as you tilt your head here, you can see Yanzi's stall.

Zhu Qingyu ordered a lot of dishes such as chicken skin, stinky tofu, leeks, potatoes, etc. He also ordered fried noodles for everyone, and ordered four bottles of cold beer, and the four of them devoured it.

Of course, all four pairs of eyes were sharp, staring at Yanzi's stall from time to time.

At Yanzi's stall, Fat Winter Melon and Scarface saw Yanzi crying and felt very bored. Although Fat Winter Melon was unhappy, he was not angry because he had not forgotten the fear he had experienced at the farmer's market last time.

But Scarface seemed to have healed and the scar had forgotten the pain. When he saw Yanzi's expression, he was very angry. When Yanzi drank two glasses of wine but refused to drink the third glass, he suddenly spilled a glass of beer on Yanzi's face.

The swallow screamed and took two steps back in fright, then hung down and trembled. She didn't resist and didn't dare to vent her anger loudly.

When Zhu Qingyu heard Yanzi's scream, he stood up reflexively. He really wanted to step over and teach those two reckless boys a lesson. But today's task is to find Zhao Guozhu. If we alert the enemy, we will lose half the effort and all the previous efforts will be wasted. Thinking of this, he took a strong breath and sat down again.

Seeing Scarface getting angry, Fei Donggua hurriedly grabbed Scarface, pinned him down on the seat, and scolded angrily: "Are you afraid that others won't know about it, so you did such a big move! Our mission hasn't been completed yet. If we get caught by that guy Ye Feng, we will be in trouble."

Scarface looked down upon Fei Donggua's timidity and said nonchalantly: "Do you think I'm really afraid of that boy Ye Feng? I just got rid of him when he pissed me off, and Sanjianghe doesn't have a lot of him." A corpse!"

Fei Donggua saw that Scarface refused to listen to the persuasion, and all the customers around him looked at her, so he quickly smoothed things over and said to Yanzi who was crying secretly on the side: "I'm sorry, sister, he drank too much, and he may have offended me." Please forgive me."

After saying that, Fei Donggua took out two hundred yuan in cash from his wallet and put it on the table. He picked up Scarface and walked out from the exit on the side of the night market.

Li Zhengfeng here was staring at them. When he saw this, he hurriedly shouted: "Brother Zhu, they are leaving, do you want to follow them?"

Zhu Qingyu picked up the electric shock baton and ordered: "Follow them, don't let them out of sight!"

The four security guards wearing steel helmets quickly disappeared from the night market, following Fei Donggua and Scarface at a distance.

Fei Donggua and Dao Ba walked out of the small intersection and stood at the intersection of Shuixiangzi for a few minutes. They exchanged a few words, then turned and crossed the road and entered a hair salon called Yueyuehong Hair Salon.

Zhu Qingyu and his party hid under a camphor tree fifty meters away, and were helpless for a while.

"***, you're going to pick up girls so late, when will you ask me to wait?" Zhu Qingyu muttered in his heart, he had lost his patience.

The curtains of Yueyuehong Hair Salon are low and the lights are ambiguous. From time to time, the sound of a woman who has lost her footing can be heard.

Zhu Qingyu and others went straight to Yueyuehong, and the curtain on the door was ripped off by him with one claw. He entered with such force that the three chicken wives inside screamed.

"No one is allowed to move. Anyone who moves will be beaten!" Zhu Qingyu ordered with an electric shock baton in his hand.

The proprietress behind the cashier was not surprised at all. She was wearing a black high-waisted dress and a thick layer of makeup on her face. Seeing a few uninvited guests, he hurriedly came over and greeted: "Hey, brothers, please sit down, please sit down, it's fragrant and round, why don't you hurry up and pour some water!"

"Don't do this, search!" Zhu Qingyu did not listen to her politeness and asked Li Zhengfeng and Xiao Luo to guard outside. He led two other security guards and went directly inside to look for someone.

"Hey, are you a policeman or a security guard? Do you have a search warrant? My store is industrial and commercial registered and protected by law!" the proprietress asked nonstop.

There are four rooms inside, all separated by wooden boards, with nothing else except a bed.

Zhu Qingyu went up the wooden ladder to the second floor. The second floor had the same layout as the first floor. Ye Feng looked from room to room but did not see a single figure.

But Zhu Qingyu clearly felt that two rooms had just been slept in, because the quilts in the two rooms were messy. He tried it with his hands and found that he still had body temperature.

"What about this person? Did he evaporate from the world?" Zhu Qingyu looked around and discovered that there was a secret door behind the house. Outside the secret door was a fire escape, which was directly connected to the courtyard of the residential area behind.

"He ran away, chase him quickly!" Zhu Qingyu led two security guards and chased him out of the passage.

The terrain of the community yard is not complicated, but the houses are close together. Several passages lead to the north entrance, small cross and water alley respectively. Zhu Qingyu and others were not familiar with the terrain here, so they chased out of the small cross passage.

Zhu Qingyu chased them all the way to the pedestrian street and farmer's market, but found no trace of Fat Winter Melon or Scarface.

"***, so cunning!" Zhu Qingyu said bitterly. He even believed that Fei Donggua and Scarface were not prostitutes at all, but that they went directly to Yueyuehong Hair Salon to escape from being followed after sensing someone was following them.

But now that the target is exposed, what should we do?

He suddenly remembered the first of the three great skills of the century - wisdom. Why not give it a try at this time?

So he pressed his belly button. While the red halo was shining, he came to a conclusion in his mind: Zhao Guozhu was in the civil defense preparation tunnel behind Guo Yinglong's house in Shuixiang!

So, Zhu Qingyu and the others returned to Yueyuehong, met with Li Zhengfeng, and headed straight into the water alley.

Zhu Qingyu and his party quickly came to Shui Alley and stopped in front of the closed passage behind the house where Guo Yinglong lived.

"Mr. Zhao may be in the civil air defense tunnel connected by the corridor." Zhu Qingyu said.

"To enter, you have to tear a hole in the aisle. What if you don't have a chainsaw?" Li Zhengfeng said.

"It's up to me." After Zhu Qingyu said this, he pressed his navel twice, gathering all his magical powers. With a wave of his hand, the iron plates in the aisle fell off one after another, revealing a scattered steel frame.

Zhu Qingyu pressed it twice more and pulled it with his hand, and the steel frame deformed instantly, turning the middle into a hole for people to enter and exit freely.

Li Zhengfeng and others were stunned when they saw this scene.

"Quickly come in!" Zhu Qingyu entered the aisle first, followed by others.

More than ten meters into the corridor is the entrance to Tunnel C of the Border Town Civil Defense Preparation Tunnel. The crossing is blocked by a thick cast-iron encrypted riot-proof door, which cannot be opened without a password key except for blasting it with high-yield TNT explosives.

Zhu Qingyu pressed his navel, and the code for the riot door immediately appeared in his mind. He pressed it twice more, and a pair of invisible hands with super skills opened the riot door.

Zhu Qingyu and others broke into the tunnel, and the damp and dirty smell hit their faces. They pinched their noses with their hands and searched forward. <