Midnight Bookstore

"What are you looking at?"

Zhang Yanfeng asked while driving.

"Looking at the prison."

"Why? Do You Like It There? Do you want to go in?"?

"My job is to send people to that place."

"Oh, what a coincidence. My job is the same."

Zhang Yanfeng was stunned for a moment, but he did not continue to ask. To be honest, every time he was with Zhou Ze, he felt that his worldview was under a fierce impact.

Zhang Yanfeng stopped the car at the entrance of the town.

"I'm going to buy a pack of cigarettes. What do you want to drink? The weather is so hot."

"Whatever."

Zhang Yanfeng went down to buy water. There was a small supermarket in front, and next to the supermarket was a lottery store. There were a few people standing at the entrance, as if they were arguing about something, but when they saw a police car pull over here.., the uniformed police officers in the car also walked over,

the few people who were still arguing immediately ran away!

"Stop, Stop!!!"

As a veteran criminal police officer, if he still couldn't tell that there was something fishy going on, then Zhang Yanfeng could really find a piece of tofu and kill himself.

At that moment..,

old Zhang, who had originally wanted to buy cigarettes and drinks, had no choice but to start a marathon chase game with the people in front of him.

Zhou Ze saw this scene and got out of the car. However, he did not choose to help old Zhang chase after him. Instead, he took out the last cigarette from his pocket and lit it up.

Just as he blew out a smoke ring..,

a young man who had been chased by old Zhang earlier actually turned around and ran back.

Those few people should have split up and ran away. Old Zhang had no choice but to choose one of them to chase after him. After all, he did not have a shadow clone.

The other party had specially come back to look at the battery car. He jumped directly onto the battery car, inserted the key into it, and started the engine in one go.

Zhou ze smiled,

although he was too lazy to bother and had no interest in helping old Zhang chase after the other party, at this moment, the other party had already taken the initiative to appear in front of him. If he allowed him to leave, it would be a little unreasonable.

At that moment..,

zhou Ze walked over and took the opportunity before the other party started to move to slap him on the face.

In this day and age, driving an electric car should also be wearing a helmet. However, there were not many people who actually wore a helmet. Naturally, this person was also wearing a helmet. Therefore, boss Zhou's slap was firm and firm.

The other party happened to be turning his grip to accelerate. He was suddenly stunned by this slap. The car drove forward, but he stopped and fell directly from the car. The electric car fell a few meters in front of him.

"Police, don't move."

Zhou ze reprimanded him with a cigarette in his mouth.

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

"Ha, you're not a police officer."

Before Zhou Ze could ask why he was so accurate in judging people, the young man took out a switchblade from his pocket and rushed at Zhou Ze.

Zhou ze subconsciously took a step back,

this time..,

boss Zhou promised..,

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

He really didn't forget!

However, there were more shops at the entrance of the town. There were quite a number of onlookers who were watching the scene of the police arresting people. There were even quite a number of people who were taking videos with their mobile phones and planning to post them on their wechat moments to show off.

If boss Zhou summoned his armor at this time..,

he could, of course, kill this idiot in front of him,

but he had to make a name for himself as well,

when these videos and the onlookers spread this scene, many people would be shocked:

Oh My G.o.d..,

the armored warrior was real!

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

However, when the young man turned his head, he felt that the guy who had just been pushed back by him had actually run up again.

He could not care less and immediately turned around to sweep the knife over.

In fact, the people who really knew how to use this kind of switchblade usually used it to stab, not to use the ancient-style large knife. Sweeping people and slas.h.i.+ng people could actually only cause some external injuries. The wound caused by a single stab was truly

In his previous life, when Zhou Ze was a doctor, he had taken over an emergency department. The injured person was a middle school student. He had quarreled with another middle school student. In the end, the latter had stabbed him with a switchblade. The wound was too deep and injured his organs. Although he tried his best to save him, he still could not save the person, the person who stabbed the person was also dumbfounded. He followed the person who came to the hospital and knelt on the ground to beg the Doctor to save him.

Of course, although it was not easy to kill him, boss Zhou was not a m.a.s.o.c.h.i.s.t. He did not think that having a few more scars on his body would make him more majestic.

At that moment, the fingernail on his right hand grew a little and he directly grabbed at the switchblade.

It was not possible to perform an armored warrior transformation for the audience,

however, it was not a problem for him to perform an empty-handed sword grab.

With a creak,

the Switchblade was caught by Zhou Ze's fingernails and then began to twist.

The young man was stunned,

there was nothing he could do,

he was indeed a hothead,

even those desperadoes who carried lives on their backs, how many of them had the experience of fighting zombies?

While the other man was in a daze, Zhou Ze quickly approached him and pierced his fingernails into the other man's wrist. The other man suddenly s.h.i.+vered, foaming at the mouth and directly fell to the ground, as if he had gone mad with epilepsy.

Boss Zhou spat out the cigarette b.u.t.t in his mouth and sat on the woman. At the same time, he called out to the woman in the hardware store who was happily taking pictures with her phone:

"Excuse me, lend me a rope!"

The woman immediately nodded and went back to the store to search. She couldn't find a suitable rope, but she was also straightforward. She directly tore off the phone line in the store and handed it to Zhou Ze.

"Thank you."

Zhou ze used the phone cord to tie up the hands of the guy under him. Then, he sat down to the side.

On the other side, Zhang Yanfeng had also returned. He was also holding down a middle-aged man. The middle-aged man's hands were handcuffed and pushed forward.

"You're good."Zhang Yanfeng looked at Zhou Ze in surprise. Then, he took out his phone and called the Bureau.

Although they hadn't interrogated him yet, they didn't know what the other party had done,

but as long as they weren't blind, they could see that it would be strange if the person who ran away as soon as they saw the police was fine.

After about ten minutes, the local police station's police officers also came. They helped to arrest the two people who were caught and sent them to the police station to be detained.

Zhang Yanfeng patted the dust off his body and wiped the sweat off his forehead. He let out a long sigh and said,

"d.a.m.n, I'm so tired. I can really run."

"You did run quite fast."

"Unfortunately, I still lost one of them."

Zhang Yanfeng gritted his teeth. He could not shoot if the situation was not clear. If he were to chase after the lawbreakers openly, he could have shot them if they wanted to escape, however, officer Zhang would not do such a thing just because he was suspicious.

"If it was the Americans, he would have just shot them,"Zhou Ze teased.

"That's why I personally feel that the Americans don't feel as safe as we do here."

Zhang Yanfeng bought cigarettes from the small supermarket next to him, took two bottles of water, and threw one bottle to Zhou Ze.

Then, he took another call. After hanging up, he nodded to Zhou ze and said, "My colleagues from the Bureau are here too. Why? Are you interested in listening in?"

"Is it suitable?"

"It's very simple to get a police consultant ident.i.ty. When my dad became a police officer a few years ago, economic fraud cases had just become popular. Those old criminal police officers who used to only know how to catch criminals would feel dizzy if they were to do economic fraud cases. They had to look for consultants everywhere to slowly get their hands on it.

"The police are not an all-rounder encyclopedia of warriors. It's not difficult to understand how to find a few helpers to consult."

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

"I'm not sure, but they run away when they see the police. I think they might be selling fans."

At this moment, Zhang Yanfeng seemed to have remembered something. He immediately rushed to the entrance of the lottery station where a few people had gathered. After finding that there was no one inside, he asked his neighbor..,

"Where's the lottery seller?"

"Yellow hair, he ran away. When you were chasing him, he ran away. His house is nearby."

The supermarket owner next to him replied.

"F * ck!"

Zhang Yanfeng directly smashed the ice c.o.ke in his hand onto the ground and asked, "Where does he live?"

"In front, turn left and enter the white two-story building. The Red Iron Door is his house."

Zhang Yanfeng immediately ran over, and Zhou Ze could only follow him.

The iron door was open. The two walked into each other's house and found that the door to the room inside was also open. There was an old granny sitting in the central room, leaning on a cane as she sat on a chair. It was somewhat baffling to see two strangers barging in.

"Who are you?"

"I'm the police. The yellow-haired young man who runs the lottery station on the street… with yellow hair, does he live here?"Zhang Yanfeng asked.

"He's my grandson…"the old lady wanted to say something but hesitated, as if she was struggling with her thoughts. Then she immediately said, "He just ran home and found a bag of things. Then he ran out again and said that he went out to hide.

"Officer, did my grandson do something illegal? You have to help him. My grandson is not a bad person. His parents are working in other places. No one usually cares about him, so he stopped going to school early…"

With that, the old lady threw away her walking stick and kneeled down while hugging Zhang Yanfeng's leg.

"Old Man… you… Get Up… you…"

"What did he take?"Zhang Yanfeng helped the old lady up and asked.

"I don't know. He went to his room…"the old lady pointed to a room in the inner room. "He took a bag of things and ran out."

Zhang Yanfeng immediately went to that room and found some copper coins scattered on the floor.

Zhou Ze walked over, squatted down, and picked up the copper coins. Then, he frowned, and a disgusting expression appeared on his face. The copper coins were Qianlong Tongbao.

"A smuggler of cultural relics?"

The investigation and interrogation over there hadn't come to a conclusion yet, so Zhang Yanfeng could only guess first.

"No, it can be more accurate."

Zhou ze pointed at the copper coin,

"It should be a grave robber."

"How do you know?"

"Because there's a stench of corpses on it."

Not long ago, old Xu had been poisoned. He had been busy thinking of all sorts of ways to help him detoxify. At that time, Old Xu's body had this smell. It was a stench that only appeared long after a person died.