"This place is a bit out of the way. It's almost Qingbuji."

The old man frowned.

"Who is this girl among you, and how did she get involved in Dalit's case?"

"Oh, she is just one..."

"She is my wife."

Gu Yan was about to make up a random excuse to excuse him, but Ling Ziyue on the side answered the question head-on with great seriousness.

"???"

Didn’t we agree not to leak it casually?

The old man stopped smoking, turned his head and looked at Ling Ziyue carefully, and then he laughed heartily.

"Boy, my driving skills are good, and I'm also a sweetheart. Yes, I'm a sweetheart."

He patted Ling Ziyue's shoulder with great appreciation, and then suddenly gave it to Chengruo.

"I also have a lot of connections here. Leave it to me to find people. I should be able to help."

"Then do you know anything about the guy you just killed? For example, this badge on his body."

Gu Yan hurriedly handed the bat-shaped miniature badge he had just torn off the prisoner into the old man's hand.

Under the dim street lights, several people gathered together and studied.

"This is an armband. This bat is quite special."

"Sharp teeth and sharp mouth, this is the messenger of Satan."

The old man sighed while studying, and he couldn't help but sigh.

"Do you know the origin of this?"

"In Christian doctrine, this bat is a symbol of the devil, thirsty for blood and killing, and will always live in darkness."

"Many extremists have a totem worship of it."

"It's really rare to see someone with wings spread like this."

The old man held the armband in his hand and played with it repeatedly. His brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and he muttered to himself.

"When did Vali gain a new terrorist organization? It shouldn't be..."

"Maybe, they hide it deeper..."

Not getting the answer he wanted, both Ling Zi and Gu Yan were disappointed.

Also, how can a sanitation worker know all these things, even though he has rich experience?

The two of them were a little disappointed. They inquired in detail about the specific location of Hongfa Foundation and left symbolic contact information. Gu Yan did not hold out much hope and pushed the cart to prepare to say goodbye.

"Old sir, old sir!"

When they were leaving, Ling Ziyue suddenly changed his mind and chased after him.

The old man had already started his Yamaha and was about to leave when he saw Ling Ziyue coming over. He took off his helmet again and looked at Ling Ziyue with a smile.

"Why, is there anything else?"

In all his life of fighting and killing, no one had ever called him Mr., as if he were an educated teacher.

From what this young man said, the old man was even more impressed.

"Can we come with you?"

"Together?!"

Before the old man could say anything, Gu Yan, who was standing beside him, took the lead and screamed, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

He rushed over at a very fast speed, laughing with him, dragging Ling Zi to carry the old man on his back, secretly blaming him.

"When he goes to kill people, what should we do with him? You said it. When we get to Lao Zhai, we should only do our own business and don't wade into other people's troubled waters."

"Now the clues have been cut off. The K organization is so secretive that it is difficult to find. With these desperadoes, there is some possibility."

"You are quite smart."

The old man had very good ears and did not shy away. He walked slowly towards the two of them and came to Ling Ziyue's side. He was still full of admiration for Ling Ziyue.

"If you catch him again, I will spare his life. You can go up and ask first, and we will cooperate."

As a result, Ling Ziyue and the two experienced the most magical night in their lives.

The old man's marksmanship was extremely accurate. One shot knocked down one of them, but both survived. At this time, the two of them were like hunting dogs picking up the prey that had been shot. They turned over and over and asked questions. When there was really no clue, the person was killed.

When it's all over with one shot.

During this period, many "comrades" passed by them, and all of them would stop and bow to the old man with a slight nod and respect.

This shows that this old gentleman has a special status.

"Old sir, what do you call me?"

"My ancestor's surname is Liu, please call me Lao Liu."

"Old Liu, your marksmanship is really amazing. You can hit every shot accurately."

Gu Yan immediately flattered him.

"They were all fed with human lives."

"You have practiced for so many years, and you can still hit the target 100% of the time."

Just as he was talking, he held a cigarette in his mouth and fired another shot with his backhand. While chatting and laughing, he had already hit no less than five people.

This horrific record, coupled with his flat and cruel tone, made people feel numb.

They followed along like this, and when the morning light showed slightly, Lao Liu led the two of them to a low private house, which was his workshop.

She took off her black jacket at night and put on a bright orange vest.

"Are you really a sanitation worker?"

Gu Yan was surprised.

"Boy, I helped you last night, now it's your turn to help me."

Without saying much, he threw two vests to Ling Ziyue.

Ling Zi put it on without thinking, and gave the other one to Gu Yan.

"I won't wear it, it's too ugly."

"up to you."

Ling Zi followed Lao Liu's footsteps more and more, leaving him alone again without looking back. Gu Yan was really helpless and reluctantly put on his clothes again.

It was just dawn, and the whole street had been bustling with activity all night, as if they had just fallen asleep.

But it will soon have its daytime event again.

Brush ~ Brush!

The huge broom, accompanied by buckets of specially prepared soapy water, completely cleaned up all kinds of stains on the street. The blood and dirty water were all washed into the sewer, and everything was as bright as new again.

The two of them were only responsible for spreading the soapy water in the bucket.

After personally participating, I understood why in this place where the per capita GDP is not high, the urban construction management is in chaos, but the ground is indeed as clean as new. It turns out that there are so many people cleaning it every morning.

Maintain superficial peace.

What a weird and magical operation.

"Old Liu, your sanitation workers in Valley have a high workload."

Ling Ziyue teased.

"The salary should be quite high."

"I don't get paid, I do it voluntarily."

As soon as these words came out, the two became even more curious about Lao Liu's confusing identity.

"We need to move quickly today. There will be a reception to welcome the gods at 7:30."

"Welcoming the gods?"

"On this day every year, our local area holds a meeting to welcome the gods, which is considered a regular event."

"There will be a lot of people coming soon. Maybe you can meet the person you are looking for."

"Yes, Lao Ling, let's stay and take a look. Maybe Bai Chuchu is here too."

"Um."

With this hope, the two of them quickly followed Lao Liu and changed into local security uniforms to maintain order. They stood on both sides of the avenue, constantly looking back and forth at the bustling crowd, trying to find Bai Chuchu's figure inside.

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However this is not an easy task at all.

They couldn't see it with their naked eyes, so they had no choice but to trouble the local man, Lao Liu, again.

Lao Liu's connections were really strong, and he soon informed Ling Ziyue that Bai Chuchu's photos had been distributed, and the security at the scene would also cooperate with them.

"This old Liu has really good hands and eyes."
Chapter completed!