The sauna was steaming, and Moss, Zhou Wenqing, and Zhang Kaizhong were bare-chested, wrapped in only a bath towel, and each leaned against a wooden fence. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Moss's face flushed, and he said indignantly: "Kaizhong, what is the background of the old slippery head surnamed Zhuang Xiangrui?" It was Zhang Kaizhong who brought the three of them to Longjing Villa at the beginning, only to recognize Zhuang Xiangrui, Moss was a little annoyed, and a little inexplicably frightened, he told his mother Zhang Lin what he saw and heard in Longjing Villa, Zhang Lin gave Moss a slap in the face without saying a word, and warned Moss that he would never be allowed to interact with Zhuang Xiangrui from now on. It wasn't until today that the slight swelling on Moss's face slowly subsided, and he called the two little friends out to take a sauna.

Zhang Kaizhong leaned the back of his head against the wooden wall, and a white towel was placed on his face, and the hot sauna was causing beads of sweat to flow down his face. Through the towel, he hummed and said, "Isn't it just a tea seller!"

When Moss heard this, he thought of the human leg bones he touched on the tea mountain of the manor, and couldn't help but shudder, got up and sat down next to Zhang Kaizhong, and whispered: "The surname Zhuang can really make so much money selling tea?"

The fat man Zhou Wenqing also leaned over, sat down as if he had collapsed as if he was sitting on a mountain of meat, and the entire wooden bench shook: "What are you two talking about?"

Moss said angrily: "You fucking know how to eat, sleep, sleep, eat!"

Zhou Wenqing said with a smile: "Mo Shao, I haven't had time to ask you, that night in Longjing Villa, why did you pull me up in the middle of the night in such a hurry? ”

Moss really seems to have slapped him twice, this pig-like guy! Longjing Villa is the kind of place that will be invited to him by eight sedan chairs in the future, and he will never set foot in a single step - that gloomy ghost place, what if he really fucking hits a ghost?

Zhang Kaizhong took off the towel on his face, glanced at Moss and said: "Zhuang Xiangrui has a lot of industries now, but tea is still the main business, in addition to Longjing Villa and Xiangrui Tea House in the city, he should also be involved in a lot of business." You know this kind of ghostly businessman, his nose is smarter than a dog, and wherever there is a copper smell, he will go to join in the fun. ”

Moss whispered: I heard that there are many houses under Zhuang Xiangrui's name, and there are no less than 30 houses in West Lake alone. ”

"Thirty sets?" Even the fat man Zhou Wenqing looked surprised, "It's all in our West Lake City?"

Moss nodded and said: "More than 30 houses are in the core area of the city, I sent someone to check, the cheapest average price is more than 30,000, and the smallest area is at least 140 square meters, according to this calculation, the value of these houses alone exceeds 500 million, which is estimated to be only on the surface, so I asked Kai Zhong, what is the origin of the surname Zhuang, when you introduced it to us at the time, you only said that this guy is a tea seller, is this tea now more expensive than gold?"

Zhang Kaizhong found a clean towel, wiped his face and said: "This guy met when I went to my mother's company to find someone once, I heard that he was a tea seller, and it is estimated that he is also involved in some real estate development projects, as you know, and now the money in China is concentrated in the house, and it is not a big problem to toss a few hundred million yuan a little." ”

Moss nodded, Zhang Kaizhong's explanation could be introduced, but when he thought of the corpse in the depths of the tea mountain, Moss shuddered again, and subconsciously touched the side face that was still slightly red and swollen by his mother-he didn't hear that there seemed to be a missing case in Longjing Villa, but he didn't imagine that the thigh bone he touched might be those missing female employees of the villa.

"Eh, by the way, Mo Shao, my mother asked your mother and the fat man's mother to play cards together, so let's find a place to play after the sauna. Zhang Kaizhong suddenly remembered what his mother told him before going out. He was very glad that the three mothers were best friends when they were studying, and they brought the three fathers into the state of best friends, and now they are also good brothers who can't be beaten, as if God had arranged it a long time ago, and the three of them were originally a family.

As soon as he heard about playing, the lazy Fat Man Zhou immediately became energetic: "Okay, okay, are you going to Shengshi or Phil tonight?"

Zhang Kaizhong also looked at Moss, the idea of where to play has always been decided by Moss, and the place where Moss wants to go should be the most popular, coquettish and cool.

Moss thought for a while: "Let's go to the prosperous world, the city of West Lake will also be prosperous, and the rest are the real city people to play the leftovers." In two days, I will take you to the capital and take you to see the nightlife culture of the capital. ”

At two o'clock in the morning, the three of them came out of the Shengshi bar shoulder to shoulder, walking staggeringly, especially the fat man Zhou Wenqing, who was so faltering that everyone next to him was frightened, for fear that he would never get up again.

Moss took advantage of the hotel, hooked Zhang Kaizhong's shoulders and said, drunk and hazy: "Kaizhong, you kid is not righteous enough, and you don't wake me up and the fat man, just go by yourself." ”

The fat man Zhou Wenqing danced and said: "Share the blessings and share the difficulties, this is a good brother!"

The two looked at each other speechlessly, until they sent the fat man Zhou Wenqing home and walked to the bottom of Zhou Wenqing's house, Moss took out his cigarette case, leaned on the lamp pole, and spit out white mist one by one: "Kaizhong, how many years have we known each other?"

Zhang Kaizhong was a little sobered up at this time as soon as the wind blew, but he still subconsciously said: "According to the current statement, we will know each other in the womb." Isn't our mother known as the three golden flowers of the 88th class of North Zhejiang University?"

Moss sighed: "Yes, it's three golden flowers that depend on each other!"

Zhang Kaizhong glanced at Moss, saw that his eyes were slightly confused, and said suspiciously: "Mo Shao, what's wrong with you today? Why did you suddenly become sentimental?"

Moss looked up at the dark sky where there was not a single star in sight: "Kai Zhong, do you say that people will really go to heaven when they die?"

Zhang Kaizhong was taken aback: "Mo Shao, what's wrong with you today? Why do you ask some weird and scary questions?"

Moss also realized that he was a little out of shape, touched his face and said, laughing at himself: "I guess I drank too much, Zhengzhuang Zhou Mengdie!"

Zhang Kaizhong called a taxi, sent Moss back first, and then took a taxi home by himself, but when he arrived at the gate of the community, he stopped the taxi and walked into the community.

The Zhang family lives in the family compound of the Public Security Bureau, which is the house assigned by the bureau when his father Zhang Shiying worked in the anti-drug team of the Municipal Bureau, and most of the people living in the community are family members of the public security system, and some people have sold the houses here, and re-purchased their homes in the community with better environment and property in the city, but Zhang Kaizhong likes this compound very much, especially when he sees the police in uniform, he has a sense of pride, just like when he was a child, whenever others asked about the occupation of his parents, he would proudly tell others: My father is a policeman。

When he went downstairs, he stopped, and he looked up at the fifth floor, it was pitch black, and there was no light in the house. He has long been accustomed to this way of life, and from the age of ten, he often spends the night at home alone - his father has to solve cases, his mother has to work overtime, work is the main theme of his parents' life, and he himself is only an incidental of the couple's emotional life.

He fumbled into his jacket pocket and tried to pull a cigarette out of his pocket, but instead found an empty cigarette case.

He crumpled the cigarette case, threw it into the trash bin downstairs, and instead of going upstairs, he turned around and walked to the entrance of the community, where there was a grocery store that was open until three o'clock in the morning, which was run by an old couple, and he didn't know if it was closed at this time, so he decided to try his luck.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the faint lights in the grocery store from afar.

"Boss, come and wrap the gold leaf. ”

The old man who has been coughing since Zhang Kaizhong was in kindergarten is still coughing, and every time he hears his coughing sound, Zhang Kaizhong is worried that he will cough out his lungs in the next moment like in the movie.

Standing next to the grocery store and smoking a cigarette, the cold wind made him bend his neck slightly. He stomped his cigarette butt, stomped his foot, and looked back to see the old man at the grocery store closing the stall—he still couldn't figure out why the grocery store was open in the afternoon, and at three o'clock in the morning.

He pondered the question and began to walk in the direction of home.

Subconsciously go upstairs, open the door, and change shoes.

The house was still the same as before he went out in the morning, and even the mural that had fallen at the door was still leaning against the wall at this time.

He calculated, his father Zhang Shiying didn't go home for four days, his mother Zhen Ping hadn't shown up for almost half a month, and the only contact was on his birthday last week, when his mother sent him a WeChat message: Happy birthday son, I'm on a business trip in Shenzhen, my mother called you 500,000 yuan, buy whatever you like. 、

He didn't complain, he didn't have the slightest anger, he seemed to have long been used to this way of communicating with his parents, so he also felt that he could feel more comfortable.

After taking a shower, he lay down directly on the sofa, and without turning on the light, he stared at the mottled spots on the wall in the dark, and fell asleep.

The next morning, in Li Yundao's office, "Qi Xiaohan, Qi Xiaowu, prodigy ......" Li Yundao leaned on the office chair, and the information on the investigation materials kept flashing in his mind. In fact, in the previous investigation, Li Yundao has always regarded Qi Xiaohan as an incidental product of the investigation, and did not conduct a very in-depth investigation of Qi Xiaohan, after meeting Qi Xiaohan in the food stall in the Baishawan Development Zone, Li Yundao asked Xia Chu to sort out a complete information about Qi Xiaohan, and at this time this information was neatly placed in front of Li Yundao, with a thickness of 100 pages.

"Boss, this little guy is even more powerful than me when I was young!" Xia Chu admired, "When I was sixteen or seventeen years old, I hacked a few top websites at most, this little girl is amazing, and the award certificate alone is estimated to be taller than her."