Coming to the prison again, Zhang Mao looked at the man in the prison.

After such a period of time, this person has lost a lot of weight than before, probably because he has not taken a bath for a while, and his body also emits a foul smell.

The man noticed that someone was looking at him, and immediately raised his head, and when he saw that it was Zhang Mao, he immediately showed a little disdain: "Hmph." What are you doing here? Die, I'm not going to say. ”

"Well, do you know what you've done?"

Zhang Mao sighed slightly, although the other party was ragged and his face was covered by long hair, he was enough to see that the person in front of him was only an adult.

At such an age, it should be the time to study, but he did this kind of behavior, which really makes people sigh.

The man showed some contempt and replied arrogantly, "Of course I do. ”

"If you know, then why do you do it? Don't you understand that your life has been ruined since then, you know?" Zhang Mao scolded in a low voice, after all, the other party was the same age as his son, but he regarded him as his own son.

"Huh. ”

The man sneered, and his hoarse voice was full of resentment: "If I continue to stay in that place, I will be ruined." That place is not a place for people to stay at all!"

"It's not a place for people? What's going on?" Zhang Mao thought for a while, felt that he had grasped a clue, and continued to ask.

The man looked disdainful and said disdainfully, "Hmph." Even if I told you, would you solve it? It's not like those guys' lackeys? In my opinion, you're just trying to get information from this!" I felt that I was talking too much, and I quickly shut my mouth again.

"Okay. If you're like that, you won't answer whatever I ask. It's just that you should know that since you have committed such an act, you can only be shot. Are you really not afraid of death?"

Although he knew that the other party was determined, Zhang Mao still wanted to continue to ask.

However, the man turned his head and looked like he was ignoring it, and Zhang Mao was very helpless about this, so he had to give up.

Wu Zi was confused, Zhang Mao returned home, and he also looked unresigned, so that when eating, he accidentally broke several dishes and chopsticks, which made his mother-in-law scold for a while, and had no choice but to go out of the door, planning to buy a few pairs of dishes and chopsticks.

Before coming to the grocery store, he was naturally looked at by Wang Chuanzhi like this.

The two live in the same community, and they used to be retired soldiers, so they can talk about it on weekdays, but they look like close friends.

"What's wrong? Look at you, aren't you trapped by that case?"

After taking the dishes and chopsticks, Wang Chuanzhi handed them to the other party, and when he saw that he had no response, he immediately asked.

Zhang Mao nodded, and didn't have the heart to go home, but he found a seat and did it directly, and replied in a low voice: "That's right." You also know that there are so many victims in this case, a total of 17 lives! Who do you say would have done such an act? Don't you know that if he did such a thing, he would be sentenced to death!"

These days, he has been obsessed with it, but he can't figure it out, and naturally he can't figure out why those people do it.

"What about the identity of the assailant? Haven't you confirmed it yet?" Wang Chuanzhi asked.

Zhang Mao shook his head a little irritably: "Not yet." The other party argued that he was a homeless person, so I could not confirm the identity of the other party. ”

Because of the war, Chang'an City was far away from too many displaced people, those who came from the Central Plains in the north, those who fled from the Southern Dynasties, and even those who lost their families because of the war, all came to Chang'an in order to survive.

For these people, the Red Phoenix Army is really powerless and impossible to collect them one by one, but it gives the other party the possibility of getting through in a fool's way.

This situation naturally doubled the pressure on Zhang Mao's mounted police doors, and only by working hard can this rare peace be maintained.

However, a bombing case made this peace crumbling!

"What about the gun? I remember, that man once killed Jin Kaifu with the gun. As I recall, every gun forged by our army was registered, and although it was allowed to be kept by retired soldiers, it was not allowed to be traded. If you start from this aspect, you may be able to find out who the other person is. ”

"That's right. ”

Zhang Mao's eyes lit up, and then dimmed again.

"It's just that I remember that the registration manual of this gun is kept by the Retired Soldiers Management Office of the Ministry of National Defense, but with my identity, I am afraid it is impossible. ”

"It doesn't matter. The head of the management office is my former comrade-in-arms, and as long as I write a letter, he will naturally help you. Wang Chuanzhi smiled.

Although he is disabled, he is not without security, at least the people of the Ministry of Defense will regularly send a certain amount of food every month, plus the help of those former comrades-in-arms, although he cannot be rich and rich, but he also ensures that he can raise Wang and not fall into the streets.

Zhang Mao smiled: "Then thank you first?" After Wang Chuanzhi wrote the letter of introduction, he took the letter of introduction and left here, without even taking the bowl and chopsticks, and went directly to the place of the Ministry of National Defense.

Stepping into the Ministry of National Defense, although Zhang Mao experienced a lot of twists and turns, he finally found the registration manual of those retired soldiers.

In these registration manuals, not only the life, age and rank of each soldier are registered, but also the exploits they have made and the weapons they have retained, that is, the guns they used, which are also clearly recorded.

The power of this gun is amazing, although Xiao Feng allowed the retired soldiers to keep it in consideration of enhancing the strength of the people against the Tartars, but he carried out strict management, not only prohibiting the transfer, but also regularly visiting the house every year to ensure that he would not be left behind.

"Ren Yin Jia 003712 - Wang Shun - second lieutenant. Sure enough, here it is!"

Seeing this line of numbers, Zhang Mao immediately laughed.

Within the Red Phoenix Army, each batch of guns produced will be engraved with a nameplate, which will be engraved with the craftsman and the corresponding serial number, one is to determine the manufacturer of the gun, and the other is to facilitate management.

Through this method, Zhang Mao also narrowed the target a lot, and then he only needed to investigate the situation of the second lieutenant Wang Shun, and naturally he could confirm who the murderer was.

According to the above information, Zhang Mao also quickly came to Wang Shun's house.

"May I ask Wang Shun, is Mr. Wang here?"

Knocking on the door, Zhang Mao saw a young woman walking out, and immediately felt a little cramped.

The young woman said curiously, "What are you looking for my grandfather?"

"Well, I'm from the Ministry of Defense, and I'm here to ask him something. Zhang Mao hurriedly took out the brand prepared in advance, which he also asked Wang Chuanzhi to help him get in order to facilitate the investigation.

The girl immediately turned her head and shouted into the back room.

"Grandpa, someone is looking for you!"

Soon, an old voice came from the back room.

"Who!"

Zhang Mao saw a white-haired old man walking out tremblingly through the door, and he knew something in his heart: "Yes." He was a soldier in the year of Renyin, and he has been thirty years now, so he should be like this. ”

"It's the Ministry of Defense who came, saying that you have something to do with grandpa. ”

The young woman opened the door and let Zhang Mao in.

Zhang Mao entered it, immediately straightened his body, and saluted a military salute directly, this Wang Shun's conditioned reflex also straightened his body, returned a military salute, and then stared at Zhang Mao, but was confused.

"Who are you, why don't I know you?"

Zhang Mao suddenly smiled and asked again, "Uncle Wang." My name is Zhang Mao, and something happened to Xiao Liu at home recently, so let me come to greet you. With that, he picked up a bag of rice and prepared to send it into the room.

Wang Shun's eyebrows twisted, his face changed, and he directly scolded: "I said that you always send this rice every month, don't you think that my family really lacks these grains?"

"Uncle Wang. If it weren't for your hard work, where would we be in the health we have now? You should take it. ”