Chu Zheng turned his notebook and looked at it for a while: "It's kind of like the company's logo."

"Well, I came here to investigate this." But he didn't expect that the murderer would commit the crime again.

"I'll check it for you."

Yan Yu looked at Chuzheng: "I checked for a long time..." to no avail.

Chu Zheng touched his head: "My network is much broader than yours." The main reason is money.

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Chu Zheng followed the navigation and looked at the outside environment: "It should be here."

The old buildings have been artificially transformed into residential areas. At first glance, they are all clothes hanging outside. The breath of life is very strong, but it is also messy.

Chuzheng parked the car aside.

She glanced at Yanyu: "Why don't you wait for me in the car?"

"I'll go with you." Yan Yu got out of the car first.

Chu Zheng had to go down, put his hat on his head, and touched his hair.

"Baby, do you like to touch my hair?" From time to time, he touched it like a cat.

"Hmm, no?"

"Yes." Yan Yu paused: "Why do you want to wear a hat for me."

"Block the sun." Chuzheng was confident: "Let's go."

Yanyu look at the sky.

The sun is blocked by clouds, where is the sun?

Chuzheng and Yanyu were so glamorous and incompatible with people who suddenly appeared in such an environment and attracted the attention of many people.

Chuzheng found someone and asked, "Is this Changfeng factory before?"

"I don't know." The man shook his head.

Chu Zheng asked two people one after another, but they didn't know.

Finally, I asked a slightly older uncle, who nodded: "Yes, it used to be the Changfeng factory, but then it closed down."

Chu Zheng turned out the page and showed it to his uncle: "Is this the lo... sign of the Changfeng factory?"

The uncle is presbyopic and can't see clearly.

Chu Zheng brought him closer.

Yan Yu stood in the back and looked at it, and a strange feeling floated in his heart.

Let him comment on Chu Zheng's words, that is indifference, it seems that everything is ruthless.

But now he saw that in such a messy environment, she was able to question others peacefully.

He thought that she came in directly to catch someone and asked in the form of a social person...

Chuzheng returned with the page: "This is the Changfeng factory. It has been closed for more than ten years. This logo is indeed the Changfeng factory. The employees of the Changfeng factory live in front. Go ask."

Yan Yu raised her hand and brushed Chu Zheng's cheek with her fingertips, pinning a strand of hair behind her ears.

"Baby, it's nice to meet you."

"I'm a good person." Chuzheng took his hand and kissed him: "Let's go." If it weren't for you, I was crazy and came here to wander around.

Yan Yu's fingertips are hot, and the backlog of dull heart seems to be driven away by her kiss.

His fingertips pierced Chuzheng's fingers, clasping her fingers.

Yanyu didn't know what the logo represented, nor did they know what they were looking for.

Chu Zheng was just asking aimlessly.

When Chuzheng gave money, these people were happy to talk to Chuzheng about the factory.

Chu Zheng: "Why did the Changfeng factory close down?"

Employee No. 1: "Hey, many factories were built in those few years. The factories didn't reform, and they didn't have business, so they closed down. We were dismissed at the beginning, and the boss still needed our money. Later, we gave it to us."

Chu Zheng: "Did something strange happen to the Changfeng factory?"

Employee No. 2: "Strange? Nothing strange."

Chu Zheng: "Where are people?"

Employee No. 3: "People? I don’t know if there are strange people, but there was a lot of gossip in the factory back then. I heard that the factory closed because the boss’s wife and a little white face in the factory ran away with money. This is Trail gossip, I don’t know whether it’s true or not, don’t take it seriously, just listen to it."

Chu Zheng: "What happened later?"

Employee No. 3: "Later? I don't know about that. The factory has not been closed for a long time. Who knows what happened later."

Chu Zheng patted money on the table.

Employee No. 3 scratched his head, feeling a little excited, but really didn't know what was going on.

He suddenly thought of something, his eyes gleaming: "Go to the little house behind the factory and ask Lao Peng. He used to work with the boss, and he knows more than us."

When Chuzheng came out of the house, Yan Yu ended the conversation with a person.

Yan Yuchong shook her head, and Chuzheng pushed her chin forward: "Go ahead and ask."

There is a low-rise room on the back of the factory, which should be the back door of the previous factory.

Chu Zheng held Yan Yu and asked him to stand in a clean place. Yan Yu did not move as fast as Chu Zheng and could only watch her pass.

Chu Zheng stepped forward to take a look. The door was locked and there was no one.

But traces at the door indicate that there are people living here.

"Who are you looking for?"

The voice suddenly sounded from behind.

A man in his fifties stood in the back, his body swaying, carrying a bottle of wine in his hand, and his alcohol was so full that he was probably drunk.

Yan Yu: "Hello, we want to ask about the Changfeng factory."

The man frowned, very impatient, and spoke with a big tongue: "The factory that has been closed for so many years, what is there to ask, walk around!!!"

The man waved to drive people, and walked to the door while drinking.

"It's really...hiccup...Go away! Otherwise, I'm going to hit someone!" The man's gruff voice was harsh: "Why aren't you leaving!"

The man pointed at Chuzheng standing at the door.

Yan Yu frowned, and just about to step forward, Chu Zheng took out a wad of money and shook it in front of the man: "Answer our question, the money is yours."

The man rubbed his eyes.

The body shakes more arc.

He seemed to feel hallucinations, and rubbed it hard.

Bang!

The wine bottle fell on the ground, the man grabbed the money with both hands, counted, his eyes suddenly glowed, and the wine woke up.

He nodded and bowed, and laughed with him: "What do you want to ask? Hiccup...ah, wait for me to open the door, say inside, say inside."

The man found the key, opened the door and asked Chu Zheng and Yan Yu to enter.

The mess in the room, the smell of cigarettes and alcohol, is particularly unpleasant.

The man smashed out two stools: "It's a bit messy, don't...hiccup...don't dislike it, sit down, please sit down. Drink water?"

Chu Zheng and Yan Yu shook their heads at the same time.

Yan Yu didn't sit down and looked at the room.

The man himself is not so particular, sitting directly on a pile of dirty clothes, rubbing his hands: "What are you asking?"

"Why did Changfeng Company go bankrupt?"

"This happened how many years ago, why do you remember to ask about this?" The man was curious, how many years has the Changfeng factory closed down.

"answer my question."

The girl's tone was cold, and the man was a little confused by her, so she didn't dare to ask.

"Poor management, no business, and closed down."

Chuzheng glanced at him: "Some people say that the lady boss and the man ran away with money."