"What are you looking at?"

Zhang Yanfeng asked as he drove.

"Look at the prison."

"How, like it, want to go in?

My job is to send people to that place. "

"Oh, coincidentally, it's the same with my job."

Zhang Yanfeng was stunned for a while, but he didn't continue to ask. To be honest, every time he was with Zhou Ze, he felt that his three views were suffering a violent impact.

Zhang Yanfeng stopped his car in front of zhenzikou.

"I'll buy a pack of cigarettes. What would you like to drink? It's a hot day. "

"Whatever."

Zhang Yanfeng went down to buy water. There was a small supermarket in front of him. Next to the supermarket was a lottery shop. There were several people standing at the door. They seemed to be arguing about something. But when they saw a police car coming and stopping here, and the uniformed police on the car were also walking towards here, the few people who were still arguing were running away immediately!

"Stop! Stop!"

As an old criminal police officer, Zhang Yanfeng can find a piece of tofu to kill himself if he can't see the greasy cat in it.

At present,

Lao Zhang, who originally wanted to buy cigarettes and drinks, had to start a marathon chase game with the people in front of him.

This scene was seen by Zhou Ze. He got out of the car, but he didn't choose to help Lao Zhang chase people. Instead, he smoked the last cigarette in his pocket and lit it.

Just after spitting out a cigarette ring, a young man who was chased out by Lao Zhang came back.

It should be those scores. Lao Zhang can't help but choose one of them. After all, he won't separate himself.

The other side came back specially to see the battery car. He jumped directly into the battery car, inserted the key to unlock the car and started it in one go.

Zhou Ze smiled.

although he was lazy and didn't care to help Lao Zhang to run and chase people, at this time, people all took the initiative to jump in front of him and let him go again. It's a bit hard to say.

At present,

Zhou Ze walked over and slapped him in the face before the other side started.

In fact, we should wear helmets to drive battery cars these days, but there are not many people who really wear helmets. Naturally, so boss Zhou's slap is solid.

The other side was just turning the grip to accelerate, and was stunned by the slap. The car drove forward, but the man stopped, fell off the car directly, and the battery car fell a few meters ahead.

"Police, don't move."

Zhou Ze shouted with a cigarette in his mouth.

The young man squatted on the ground and kept scanning Zhou Ze.

"Oh, you are not a policeman."

Didn't wait for Zhou Ze to ask why you see people so accurately, the other side took out a spring knife from his arms and rushed to Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze took a step back subconsciously,

this time,

boss Zhou promised,

he didn't forget that he had armor!!!

I really don't forget!

But there are more shops in Zikou, and there are many melon eaters watching the police's arresting, and even many people are taking videos with their mobile phones to show off in the circle of friends.

If boss Zhou summoned the armor at this time,

although he could directly bring down the two forces in front of him, he also had to be famous together,

at that time, these videos and onlookers would spread the scene, which would make many people shocked:

God, ah Lu,

the armor warrior is really!

As soon as Zhou Ze retreated, the other side immediately stopped and prepared to go back to pick up the battery car and continue running. He didn't really want to stab people.

But as soon as the young man turned around, he felt that the guy who had just been backed up by himself ran up again.

At present, he can't care so much. Turning around directly means sweeping through.

In fact, the people who can really use this kind of spring knife are usually stabbing, not taking the ancient style of broadsword. In fact, only a little trauma can be made by sweeping people and splitting people. It's the real terror to stab down the wound with one knife.

Zhou Ze took over an emergency treatment when he was a doctor in his last life. The injured was a middle school student who quarreled with another middle school student. As a result, he was stabbed with a spring knife by the latter. The wound was too deep and the organ was injured. Although he tried his best to rescue, he still didn't get the person back. The one who stabbed the person was also confused. He went to the hospital and knelt down to ask the doctor for help.

Of course, although it's not easy to be fatal, boss Zhou is not a masochist, and he doesn't think several scars on his body can make him more powerful.

At the moment, his right fingernail grows a little and grabs it directly at the spring knife.

It's impossible to perform a scene for the onlookers,But it's no problem to perform the empty handed competition.

The spring knife was buckled by Zhou Ze's fingernails and then twisted.

The young people are so shocked that they can't help it.

don't say that he's really a fool.

how many of them have experience in fighting zombies?

Taking advantage of the other party's stupefaction, Zhou Ze quickly got close to him, and his fingernails stabbed into the other party's wrist position. The other party suddenly shivered and frothing, and fell on the ground directly, like a epilepsy.

Boss Zhou spits out the cigarette in his mouth, sits on the other side, and at the same time greets the aunt who is taking a picture of her mobile phone in the opposite hardware store:

"excuse me, lend me a rope!"

Aunt immediately nodded and went back to the shop to find a circle. She didn't find the right rope, but she was also very straightforward. She pulled the phone line from the shop and delivered it to Zhou Ze.

"Thank you."

Zhou Ze tied his hands with a telephone line, then sat next to him.

On the other side, Zhang Yanfeng also came back, also pressing a middle-aged man, whose hands were handcuffed and pushed forward.

"You can." Zhang Yanfeng looks at Zhou Ze accidentally, then takes out his mobile phone and calls the Bureau.

Although they haven't been interrogated, they don't know what the other party has done,

but as long as they are not blind, they can see that the person who runs away when the police come is OK, which is a strange thing.

After about ten minutes, the police comrades of the local police station also came to help catch the two arrested people and send them to the police station for custody.

Zhang Yanfeng patted the dust on his body, reached out to wipe the sweat beads on his forehead, and took a long breath of relief, saying:

"Damn it, I'm so tired, I can really run."

"You're really fast."

"Unfortunately, I lost one."

Zhang Yanfeng bites his teeth. He can't shoot when the situation is not clear. If he is pursuing the lawbreakers openly, he can shoot to keep the other party if the other party wants to escape. However, officer Zhang can't do such a thing just by shooting with suspicion.

"Put Lao Mei there and shoot directly." Zhou Ze joked.

"So I personally always feel that Lao Mei has no sense of security here."

Zhang Yanfeng bought cigarettes from a nearby supermarket, took two bottles of water and threw them to Zhou Ze.

Later, he answered the phone again, hung up the phone and headed to Zhou zedian: "the colleagues from the bureau are also here. Why, are you interested in watching?"

"Is that right?"

"It's very simple to be a police consultant. When my father was a police officer in the early years, economic fraud was just becoming popular. It was dizzy for the old criminal policemen who only knew how to catch prisoners to do economic fraud. They only started slowly by looking for consultants everywhere.

The police are not the Encyclopedia of all-around fighters. It's not hard to understand how to find a few assistant advisers. "

"What do you think they do?" Zhou Ze asked.

"I don't know, but when I saw the police, I ran away. I figured it might be a fan."

At this time, Zhang Yanfeng seemed to remember something. He rushed to the lottery station where several people had gathered and found no one in it. Then he asked his neighbor,

"what about the lottery seller?"

"Yellow hair, he ran. He ran when you chased people. His home is near here."

The owner of the nearby supermarket replied.

"Damn it!"

Zhang Yanfeng directly smashed his ice Cola on the ground and asked, "where does he live?"

"It's his home that turns left in front of the red iron gate on the white second floor."

Zhang Yanfeng runs right away, and Zhou Ze can only follow him.

The iron door was open. When they went to each other's house, they found that the door of the inner room was also open. There was an old grandmother sitting in the hall, leaning on crutches and sitting on the chair. It was strange to see two strangers break in.

"Who are you?"

"I'm a policeman, the yellow hair who runs the lottery station in the street Young people with yellow hair live here? " Asked Zhang Yanfeng.

"He is my grandson..." The old granny stopped talking, as if she was struggling with her thoughts, and immediately said, "as soon as he ran home, he found a bag of things, he ran out again and said to hide.".

Comrades of the police, did my grandson do anything against the law? You have to help him. My grandson is not bad. His parents work in other places. Usually no one cares about him. He didn't go to school early... "

With that, Grandma lost her crutch and knelt down with Zhang Yanfeng in her arms.

"Old man You Get up You are... "

"What did he take?" Zhang Yanfeng raised the old man and asked."I don't know. He went to his room..." The old lady pointed to a room in the inner room and said, "take a bag of things and run out."

Zhang Yanfeng went to the room at once and found some copper money lying on the ground.

Zhou Ze came over, squatted down, picked up the copper coin, and then frowned, with a disgusting look on his face. The copper coin is the Qianlong Tongbao.

"Smugglers of cultural relics?"

There is no result of the investigation and interrogation, Zhang Yanfeng can only guess first.

"No, it can be more accurate."

Zhou Ze pointed to copper coins, which should be tomb raiders

"How do you know?"

"Because of the stink of corpses on it."

A few days ago, Lao Xu was poisoned by the corpse. He was busy trying to find various ways to detoxify him. At that time, Lao Xu had this kind of smell. It would be a long time after he died.