After Shi Feng left the interrogation room, he immediately arranged for people from the technical department to go to Xu Zhihai's broken house to collect clues.

　　The people in the field team went to the vicinity of Wang Qiang's death to conduct a visit and investigation, and only the people in the technical department could do it first.

　　 After arranging the task, Shi Feng took a turn and came to another room called the Interrogation (Xiu) Information (Interest) Room.

　　 Ai Liang sat on the sofa as quietly as the previous few times.

　　He is also a frequent visitor here.

　　 Ai Liang was on the phone with Yue Qihua when Shifeng came in.

　　 "Well, I have something to do this afternoon and can't go temporarily."

　　 "Huh? You released the pigeons three times last week. Come this week. You won't be caught by the criminal police team again, right?"

　　 "I just came over to provide some clues..."

　　 "Does such a big detachment rely on you to solve the case...really is making a TV series..."

　　 The sound insulation of the interrogation room is very good, and the noise from outside can't come in as soon as the door is closed.

　　 So this spit was just heard by Shi Feng who came in.

　　 "Ahem..."

　　 Shi Feng pretended to cough twice, and Ai Liang glanced at him and said, "Someone is coming, I'll hang up first."

　　Beep, Ai Liang presses the hangup key to end the call.

　　 "Girlfriend?"

　　 Shi Feng didn't feel embarrassed at all, and calmly sat next to Ai Liang.

　　 "It's just classmates, if you don't collect evidence, do you have time to come over and chat with me?"

　　 Ai Liang put away the phone and asked.

　　 "If I let me do everything myself in such a big detachment, then the law and order in Neihua City would be over long ago."

　　 Shi Feng patted Ai Liang on the shoulder and said, "How do you know that Xu Zhihai is the mastermind?"

　　 Haven't you given up taking me to the police academy?

　　 Ai Liang glanced at Shi Feng's palm and thought.

　　 "I accidentally picked up Xu Zhihai's notes before, and found the poems on it, which naturally came to mind."

　　 Ai Liang said truthfully.

　　 This time, he did not rely on superpowers but reached a conclusion through reasoning.

　　 Shi Feng did not praise Ai Liang's IQ but asked such a question: "What if I say that Xu Zhihai will be released in a few days?"

　　 "There is no evidence to convict him, isn't it normal for him to be released."

　　 Ai Liang lowered his head and brushed the chat software.

　　 In a group of five, Yue Qihua is clamoring to bring Yang Xingyue to the Criminal Police Team to find people.

　　 "Since you know, why go to Xu Zhihai alone."

　　 Seeing that Ai Liang was indifferent, Shi Feng couldn't help but squeeze the big hand on his shoulder tighter. He rarely put on a serious expression in front of Ai Liang: "Don't you worry that he will retaliate against you and the people around you after he comes out?"

　　 Hearing this, Ai Liang was finally willing to look up at Shi Feng.

　　 Is he caring about me? Or did you deliberately say this after investigating my family situation?

　　I don't know what Shi Feng's purpose is, Ai Liang can only divert the topic.

　　 "Xu Zhihai is not the kind of person who will end in person. He is more inclined to hide behind the scenes and manipulate others to achieve his goals, and his pride will not..."

Before Ai Liang's words were finished, Shi Feng interrupted roughly: "You talk about pride with a criminal? I know you are smart and capable, but being too self-confident will only ruin you! The criminal's bottom line. It's all changing, but there is only one life, you can't make fun of your life!"

　　 Shi Feng gradually adopted a reprimand, obviously dissatisfied with Ai Liang's direct confrontation with Xu Zhihai.

Danger? What is the danger of a guy who can squeeze to death at will.

　　 Ai Liang is very helpless.

　　 But other people don't know themselves and they are very human, and it's normal to have worries, so he had to perfuse.

"Got it."

　　 "Not only do you know, but you also have to make sure that you must call the police the first time you encounter this kind of thing next time, understand?"

　　 Shi Feng shook Ai Liang's shoulder and said.

　　 Another time?

　　 Are you afraid that you are thinking of fart, and treat me as a free detective?

　　 Ai Liang deliberately said after a slander: "No, I will walk around when I encounter a case in the future, so as not to cause trouble to the police."

　　 Didn't you ask me to pay attention to safety, then I will stay away from the head office.

　　‘Let me think about safety, don’t let me call the school. ’

　　 This is Ai Liang's subtext.

　　 Shi Feng's original serious expression suddenly froze.

　　 He suddenly remembered that he was going to pull Ai Liang into the criminal police team.

　　A person who can be a criminal police captain has a very flexible mind and a thick skin.

　　 "Ah this... well, that's good."

　　 Shi Feng pretended not to hear the hint in Ai Liang’s words and then said: “However, you can apply for the police academy and it’s completely fine. How about I directly enroll you in the field service after graduating from the police academy?”

　　 Ai Liang was too lazy to ignore him.

　　 But at this moment, a wave of negative emotions rushed to the brain again.

　　 Ai Liang held his head in his hands and forced his patience.

　　 "What's wrong, are you okay?"

　　 Ai Liang's abnormal reaction immediately drew Shi Feng's greetings.

　　 "It's okay, it just hurts to stare at the computer for a long time."

　　 This shock came and went quickly, and was forcibly suppressed after ten seconds.

　　 is probably caused by too much emotion in my heart when talking to Shi Feng. Just like pouring a pot of water into an old water press before using it, the expression of emotion induces the eruption of negative emotions.

　　 Inhibit the negative emotions in the body-this is the reason why Ai Liang has always maintained a cold attitude.

　　 Now it seems that Ai Liang's endurance has reached its limit, and if he doesn't educate him, it will cause irreparable consequences. A bottle of Coke is shaken and shaken constantly. What happens when the cap is opened?

　　 "If it's okay, I'll go back and rest first."

　　 Shi Feng thought for a while and said, "Well...I have been exposed to so many things these days, it's better to ask the school for a break."

"I will."

　　 Ai Liang put on the computer bag and walked out of the room after speaking.

　　......

　　 Ai Liang brought out an old-fashioned black mobile phone that had been in the dust for a long time when he returned home.

　　 In the modern society where smart phones are everywhere, this kind of old antique buttons decades ago is almost on the verge of extinction, and even most communication base stations cannot receive mobile phone signals.

　　This kind of mobile phones and special mobile phone cards are only produced by some black workshops. For this reason, they have built an independent communication base station. Of course, doing so many tricks is not for retro and sentimental. There are always some unseen things that cannot be said on the normal phone. That is tantamount to handing over the handle to others.

　　 The base station was not established by a single person, but led by many forces. Every day, someone will destroy the communication records of the day. There is no need to worry about the risk of leaking the secrets, but it is a bit of temporary labor to maintain.

　　 Ai Liang found a data cable, and after ten minutes of charging, he dialed a number.

　　 "Hello? Who?"

　　 A hoarse synthesized sound came from the other end of the phone, and I don’t need to think about it to know that it’s definitely not the original sound.

　　 "It's me, the hermit."

　　 Ai Liang’s voice is completely different in normal times. It looks like an old man or a child, and his timbre is very neutral. Men and women cannot be heard.

　　 After hesitating for a while on the phone, he asked: "The hermit? Yesterday's wine money I directly charged..."

　　 "No more temptation, I will go to the bar tonight, remember to prepare the money I saved."

　　 Ai Liang hung up the phone without hesitation and went to the mirror in the bathroom.

　　 The body and face of the teenager in the mirror twisted, and within a minute a strange face appeared in the mirror. The body of the person in the mirror was slightly taller than Ai Liang, and his face was like a knife and axe, with traces of wildness.

　　 This is another identity of Ai Liang, an extrajudicial sanctioner.

　　 The nickname of Secondary 2 was naturally not obtained by Ai Liang himself, but the code was given to him by the police. After experiencing a loss of control, Ai Liang began to cross the law to punish the perpetrators of torture and murder.

　　 The nickname of the Black Zone was changed to this because it was not a trial.

　　 To put it simply, Ai Liang has many lives in his hands.

At the age of five, Ai Liang gained superpowers. Naturally, he would not live an ordinary life without doing anything. After some preparations, he turned into a dark night hero to fight crime. As for why he changed from assisting the police in fighting crime to being intolerable The hunter of sand is a long story, and the process will not be repeated one by one.

　　 Now I only need to know one conclusion: Ai Liang doesn't want to get involved with the troubles in the black zone anymore.

The deformed Ai Liang returned to the room and pulled out a locked suitcase from the bottom of the bed, opened the suitcase, and inside it was a hooded windbreaker wrapped in a sealed bag, and a wooden short knife made of iron birch and a table. Carbon steel flying knife with handle.

　　 After getting dressed, it was completely dark, Ai Liang turned off the light in the house and only left one in the bedroom.

　　 Ai Liang came to the balcony, and the ripples of mental energy spread around the balcony. After confirming that no one was watching the apartment building, Ai Liang jumped from the balcony and fell to the ground.

This is to create the illusion that he has never left since returning home. Even if no one ever suspected him, the disguise Ai Liang should do is never to fall, because if his other identity is exposed, there will be no more in Neihua City. His shelter.

　　 After walking away from the crowd for a while, Ai Liang raised his hand and stopped a taxi.

　　 "Hello, may I ask...where to go..."

　　 The taxi driver looked at the suspicious man in a black trench coat with a hood and a half-face mask in front of him this summer, but he decisively opened the door after Ai Liang took out a wad of banknotes.

　　 "Neihua Road Third Avenue Industrial Zone."

　　 A dull voice came from behind the mask.

When the taxi driver heard this, his heart was tight. He heard this address from other colleagues. It looked like a group of criminals. The guy in the back seat was wrapped in a windbreaker and almost wrote "I'm not a good person" in big characters. It's on the face, it's no good going there.

　　 Ai Liang handed over two more banknotes when he was hesitant to take the business.

　　 The driver gritted his teeth when he thought of the tuition fees for his son's extracurricular tutoring class and thought of his wife's complaints when calculating living expenses.

　　 Damn, it's a big deal to get him out of the car early.

　　 The determined driver planned a route to start the car. The speed of 50 yards was like driving a hundred yards.

　　......

　　 About 500 meters away from the destination, Ai Liang asked to get off the bus.

　　 The surrounding environment has changed a lot in the past few years, how big is it?

　　 The public toilet he used to change clothes is now a hotel. This kind of subtle violation is like in a math class, the teacher was talking about a linear equation in two unknowns in the last second, and when he took a nap and raised his head, the things on the blackboard became the Fourier transform formula.

　　 Fortunately, the cafeteria used by the intelligence point to disguise has not changed, finally let Ai Liang find a familiar taste.

This place is very remote. Along the way, Ai Liang saw several groups of young people leaning on their motorcycles, swallowing clouds and talking high and talking. This is a scene that belongs to the industrial zone alone. It is replaced by police patrolling in other places. For questioning, the current law and order in Neihua City is so harsh.

　　 Perhaps it is this kind of high-pressure system that causes the repressed human nature in some dark corners to become even more crazy.

Ai Liang's strange dress attracts a lot of unkind eyes, but no one chooses to provoke him when they pass by. The **** who stay in this area are naturally involved in the black zone, and rashly provoke those weird and weird ones who don’t know the details. It’s normal for people to die.

　　 They are so relieved that Ai Liang is happy to see it happen.

　　 Ai Liang came to the alley next to the restaurant and entered the warehouse of the restaurant through the back door.

　　 Two guys dressed as waiters in the warehouse are sitting in chairs and resting, but the pistols around their waists mean they are not serious waiters.

　　 Ai Liang walked straight to them, and the two of them were not surprised at his strange appearance. Almost most of the people who came here would hide their identities.

　　 "Pass."

　　 One of the waiters leaned back in his chair and cried lazily.

　　 Ai Liang glanced at him, took out his black mobile phone and pasted it on the duty table, and the shelves on the side were automatically separated to the two sides.

　　 Seeing this, the lazy-talking waiter quietly took away the hand on his waist, and then chatted with the other one at a time.

　　 Ai Liang walked along the stairs to the basement, reached out and pushed open the brown iron door with crossed guns, oncoming it was a strong smell of alcohol.

Almost every time the alcoholic drinkers here open the door, they will provoke their nervous nerves. This time is no exception. Almost 70% of the people in the open and in the dark will cast their eyes to the door, and after confirming that it is not a sliver, they will pay attention. Put back your own business.

　　 But Ai Liang's dress still evokes unfriendly memories of some people, including a strong white man with a wine glass.

　　 Ai Liang had just found an empty seat to sit down, and he reached the opposite side, the wine glass in his hand slammed on the table, splashing a lot of yellow-brown liquid.

　　 The alcoholic drinkers around all cast their sights with the attitude of watching the show.

　　The bar only sells information and drinks, and there is no entertainment. Watching others fight is one of the few pastimes. It is best to die, at least it can add a little bit of fun to this dull night.

　　As everyone watched the show, the strong man said, "New here? Did you know that it is forbidden to wear a hooded windbreaker here?"

　　 The strong white man snapped his fingers: "Take my clothes off for Lao Tzu!"

　　 As he said, he stretched out his hand to Ai Liang's face to pull the mask off, but the next moment his right hand was firmly clamped, Ai Liang only noticed the tattoo on his wrist. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 "The slippery fish of the Maoyan Gang?"

　　The voice of indistinguishable men, women, and children came from behind the mask, and the tone was full of boredom and disgust.

　　 The face of the strong white man changed instantly.

　　 There is a reason why he hates hooded trench coats so much.

Ten years ago, Neihua City was not the same as it is now, when public security was extremely chaotic, and various gangs emerged one after another. Almost every once in a while, a new gang was formed or an old gang was merged. I didn’t know it. The wrong flight came to the free US in the shootout every day.

　　 This situation continued until the executioner in the hooded trench coat appeared.

　　 The murderous madman who pretends to be the messenger of justice sees the people in the black zone and will involuntarily wave a short knife to slit their throats, and slaughter all the living people in sight as if the firearms were nothing like ghosts.

　　 The strong white man is a gang survivor who has experienced a bloodbath.

　　 Every time he sees a hooded windbreaker, he will evoke a horrible memory in his heart. That's why he extremely rejects people wearing a hooded windbreaker. He wants to paralyze himself and overcome the nightmare in his heart by beating and teaching this kind of person.

　　 ‘Anyway, the ‘hermit’ hasn’t appeared for almost five years, and he may have died in which smelly garbage dump. ’

　　 He thought so until Ai Liang spoke.

　　 However, with just one sentence, he reawakened the fear deep in his heart and remembered the humbleness at the bottom of the food chain.

　　 Feeling the tremendous force on the wrist, the brawny man with cold eyes looking at the other party speaks.

　　 "Let... let go... I..."

　　 There was a flash of silver light, and the burly man covered his neck with his left hand tightly. Accompanied by the sound of hissing and leaking, he quickly lay down on the tabletop with a bang.