Thirty minutes later, Zhuo Jun and Fang Yi rushed to an old alley in the back block that was about to be demolished. Sun Dasheng, who was walking lightly and simply, was waiting here with his men.

"Master." Sun Dasheng's eyes lit up when he saw Zhuo Jun, and he hurriedly came up to him. Out of awe, he kept bowing his head. Although he was shocked by Fang Yi's peerless beauty, he didn't dare to take another look.

"Which building did you enter?" Zhuo Jun said calmly with his eyes twinkling.

"It's right there, in the eleventh building of Biansan Alley, less than a minute after entering." After Sun Dasheng pointed out the location, he turned around and gritted his teeth and said: "Damn, this guy is cautious and cunning. Let's follow those three blue ones.

When Butterfly found him, he was speeding on the Ring Expressway. He thought he was going to escape from Zhongzhou, but inadvertently, he found a small fork in the road and went around back. Regardless of whether anyone was following him, he turned around very skillfully.

Sliding around in a roundabout way. To be honest, Master, the boys who came out with me tonight are all iron peas born and raised in Zhongzhou. As a result, he was slipping away so much that he wanted to vomit blood. He almost lost him several times, especially when he entered this maze.

He has basically lost track of him behind such an old alley. If it weren’t for your three magical butterflies, Master, he would have been really fucking embarrassed tonight! Master, I don’t think this guy has any skills.

Sir, do you want me to arrange for a few smart boys to come over and step on the field..."

"No need." Zhuo Jun waved his hand, "Just the two of us can go there. Please help us pay attention to the surrounding area."

"...Master..." Sun Dasheng hesitated for a moment, then said with confusion and distress, "The three sacred butterflies you gave me are all dead..."

"Well, let's find a place nearby and bury it." Zhuo Jun nodded and kept walking, walking in tandem with Fang Yi towards the depths of the alley.

…

In the eleventh building of Biansan Lane, Xie Zhixu sat tightly against the wall, panting and sweating profusely. He had not yet taken off his night clothes. He drank half of the bottle of water in one go, and then poured out the remaining water with a splash.

He poured all the water on his head, shook his hair hard, gritted his teeth, and stood up with force.

He couldn't stop yet, it was no longer safe here, and he had to destroy the evidence and leave as soon as possible.

Although he successfully escaped from the police in the hospital, for safety reasons, he still followed the planned plan and completed a large circle before returning. The strange thing was that during the circle, he could not observe anyone following him, but he still had a vague feeling that he was following him.

There was something behind him, so it was very hard to run away all the way, and he almost couldn't make it here.

The front of the house is a white wall.

On the white wall, there are densely marked, hanging various photos, sticky notes, notes... Various complex clues and information are connected in series with pens of more than a dozen colors, forming an airtight relationship.

At the very center of the contact network, where all the clues, arrows, and colors converge, there are two photos, one of Fang Ke and the other of Yu Jiawei.

Xie Zhixu stayed in front of the wall for a few seconds with a complex expression. Then, he quickly took out a black travel bag from under the simple table. He wiped the photo folder containing Fang Yi's photos on the table, carefully put it away, and put it away.

He put his travel bag into his bag and was about to pack his computer again when his hand suddenly stopped and he suddenly looked up. A cold and ferocious light flashed in his eyes. He quickly took out the military dagger from his waist. He ducked out of the way and reached the door.

The door opened, and a figure rushed in.

Whoosh. The dagger with a blood groove and a cold light, like a cold lightning, slashed towards the intruder's throat with great skill.

The next moment, Xie Zhixu's eyes blurred and his wrists hurt terribly. He was shocked and wanted to retreat, but it was too late.

He saw the intruder snatching his dagger casually, then lowering his shoulders slightly, pushing him forward and sending it forward. With a bang, his chest suddenly felt as if he had been hit by a truck, his eyes went black, and he swallowed

The fishy sweetness surged up, flew straight backwards, hit the white wall in front of the house hard, and rolled to the ground. My head was dizzy, and I wanted to speak, but I was holding a breath in my chest, ho ho ho ho ho.

, can’t tell.

At the door, a young man walked in lazily and slowly, with a hateful smile on his handsome and handsome face.

Xie Zhixu's eyes shrank slightly, he propped up his body, pressed against the wall, took a deep breath, his chest rose and fell violently, and struggled: "...you, who are you...?"

Zhuo Jun ignored him, put his hands behind his back, and looked around curiously like a tourist. Finally, he walked to the white wall opposite, stared at the information on the white wall, shook his head, and commented: "

... Yu Jiawei is a Virgo, with a paranoid personality. She usually likes to eat sugar cane, and whenever she buys it for herself, she will definitely go to the fresh fruit shop at Huayuan Road... The owner of the fresh fruit shop likes Yu Jiawei, and every time

They will reserve the thickest and sweetest one of the day for Yu Jiawei... The sugar cane purchase time at the fresh fruit store is five o'clock in the morning, located at Twelve Mile Pu. On the way, they will stop at a T-junction for about five minutes...

Ke never eats sugar cane, and likes to use the word "Na" before speaking... Yu Jiawei is suspected of having homosexual tendencies, and she currently suspects that the object of her admiration is Fang Ke... Tsk, Jie Zhixu, I can't tell, you are really good at it.

Good work!"

"Who on earth are you! How do you know my name!" Xie Zhixu's expression changed drastically and he asked sternly.

"Xie Zhixu, how about we make a deal." Zhuo Jun smiled and sat down comfortably on Xie Zhixu's chair, "Tell me, who paid you to use the 'Life and Death Knot' to frame Fang Ke

, after being framed, who are you planning to use to blackmail her?"

"You! You!" Jie Zhixu's body shook violently, cold sweat dripped down his forehead, and he looked at Zhuo Jun with wide eyes in horror, as if he had seen a living ghost in broad daylight.

"Well, do you want to think about it? Tell me and I will let you go. Otherwise, once the police discover it, the evidence in the house will be enough for you to drink." Zhuo Jun said with a smile.

"Evidence? Hahaha, where does the evidence come from? Why didn't I see it?" Xie Zhixu propped himself up and laughed strangely, "If you are going to use this to tease me, then you are thinking wrong. Believe it or not, I will count to three.

, all the information you saw in the house will disappear and turn into ashes?"

"I don't believe it." Zhuo Jun tilted his head, raised his chin, and said provocatively.

"Humph, I'll let you go completely..." Jie Zhixu sneered and touched his pocket. His body froze immediately after touching it. After touching it with all his teeth and claws, his smile suddenly solidified and his face suddenly turned pale.

As if he had just swallowed a lump of Rexiang, he opened his mouth wide and stammered: "Why...you..."

"Ah, why are you so anxious that you are sweating profusely, and in broad daylight, in the clear sky, you are frantically touching yourself? Did you lose the money, or are you looking for this?"
Chapter completed!