"Old Huang, long time no see, no longer do it on the train?"

Lao Huang looked at Zhao Nan who came in with the key and was stunned: "Why do you have the key to my room?"

Zhao Nan picked up the key with his finger and swayed a few times: "You forgot that I am a private detective, and it's not a piece of cake to open which door to open."

Old Huang understood and took a step back, with a smile on his face: "It's Mr. Detective, what a coincidence."

"Well, you have left the train station since that pillar died and have never seen it."

Old Huang sighed: "This child is so pitiful. I don't want it if I don't have parents. It's better to die. If I'm done, I'll suffer if I live. I'll burn more paper money for him in the future."

"Oh, you really want to give that child more money, after all, your friendship is there."

Zhao Nan was talking about the word "Friendship" because he deliberately aggravated his tone.

Old Huang nodded hurriedly: "Yes, this child is so pitiful. He was forced to death by his biological mother. Oh, I can't do anything about this world. Seeing that the child is gone like this, Hei Mudan is the police chief's person, who dares to say justice?"

"That Black Peony is really fucking? In other words, this pillar is really Black Peony's biological son?"

Zhao Nan seemed to be smiling, and Lao Huang felt a little scared when he was staring at him, but he still insisted: "That's right, that black peony abandoned his husband and son and killed Zhuzi in order to marry the police chief. Unfortunately, Zhuzi was an orphan and lost his life in vain."

Zhao Nan nodded, opened the door and shouted, "Zhuzi, come in."

When he heard about Zhuzi, Lao Huang's expression changed drastically.

On the seventh day of the lunar month, I walked in.

Lao Huang said: "Sir, what a joke? How can this be a pillar? Zhuzi is dead, jumping off the building... No, he was pushed down the stairs and fell to death by Hei Mudan."

"Is that so? But why did I find the Xu family in Suzhou? All neighbors can prove that the child is called Xu Tianzhu. His biological mother is from Bacheng Town, and is Chen Jinling, which is now Hei Mudan in Dahua Dance Hall. His grandmother is living well now. She also attended a relative's funeral a few days ago. Mr. Huang, I would like to ask, what happened to the dead Xu Tianzhu?"

"My name is Xu Tianzhu. My family lives in Zhuchangxiang. My mother is Lingzi from the Chen family in Bacheng Town. Now she is a dancer called Hei Mudan."

The seventh day of the lunar calendar shouted loudly, the real tender shouting shocked Lao Huang.

He thought that he would disappear without a trace after the incident, but he didn't expect that he could be found by Zhao Nan and the real Xu Tianzhu. What should I do?

He claimed to be a career in revenge, so he naturally knew that the famous Wei Han in this city was worried that he was not the opponent. He looked defensive and took a step back, touched his waist with his hand, and Zhao Nan smiled and said, "Do you use a knife or a gun? Mr. Huang, I have investigated your details clearly. With your ability, I am afraid that there are a few holes on your body before the gun is taken out. If you don't believe it, you can give it a try."

Lao Huang's hand stopped at his waist and smiled awkwardly, not knowing what to do.

"Well, Mr. Zhao, how did you find me?"

Lao Huang thought he was already very good at hiding, so how could he be found? The other party also has the key to his own room?

"What do you think? Of course someone told me."

Zhao Nan sneered: "You have ruined the reputation of this industry, so I will be reluctant to clean up the portal."

Lao Huang hurriedly defended: "Mr. Zhao, we are the same industry, but if there are too many people in this industry, why do you say that I have ruined my reputation in this industry? Everyone uses people's money and people to eliminate disasters. Who is more noble than who?"

"You still think you are very reasonable? Helping others with personal ability depends on your personal ability, but you killed an innocent child. What happened to Xu Tianzhu?"

Zhao Nan said in the blink of an eye and took out a pistol from his pocket and gestured to Lao Huang: "Since you know me, you should know how many years I have been in this industry. Do you know how this gun can silence? How should the corpse be disposed of? It can melt invisible and there is no bone residue left. Well? Since you are in this industry, you should always understand the rules, right?"

The barrel of the gun was already pressing against Lao Huang's forehead. The corners of Lao Huang's mouth twitched, and sweat began to seep out of his forehead: "Mr. Zhao, don't do this, can we discuss something?"

"Let's make clear about that pillar first."

The gun was pressing on his forehead, and Lao Huang could only hesitate to tell the truth.

"We are all using people's money to eliminate disasters. I took on a business, which is to frame Hei Mudan, oh, that is, Chen Jinling. I investigated Hei Mudan's background and thought it would be better to find a child to recognize his mother. Unexpectedly, Hei Mudan refused to recognize this child. So when I saw you two on the train, I thought you were old people in the industry. It would be better to ask you to be a witness and involve something. Once you feel compassion, this matter will be even more lively. Alas, I am overestimating my abilities and showing off my skills."

"Why do you think we can be pulled into this?"

Zhao Nan was a little puzzled.

"I have heard from people, and everyone says that Mr. Zhao is a good person and will never sit idly by when it comes to bullying the weak."

Zhao Nan turned his eyes when he heard this and thought that it turned out that being kind-hearted became a reason for being threatened and framed? No wonder Ye Xian always had a dark face and cold attitude that kept people from thousands of miles away.

"I thought that once you two witnessed the situation of framing Black Peony, you will definitely not sit idly by if you happen to you in the future. But you didn't expect that you would find me so soon."

"Then I have to thank your little lover. If it weren't for her help, how could I find you like this?"

Old Huang was stunned, and then pretended to be nothing, "What, no little lover, Mr. Zhao, don't joke."

"Ha, just think I'm just kidding, keep talking, isn't An Xiaoxi the one who hired you to do these things?"

Lao Huang nodded constantly: "Yes, it's all done by Miss An, and she gave me some money. That child was really not something I pushed down. He jumped down by himself."

Chu Qi shouted: "Nonsense, how can he die if he is fine? Before..."

Zhao Nan was afraid that Old Huang would be suspicious, so he hurriedly stopped the words of the seventh day of the lunar month: "The child was very strong before."

"He was deceived by me. I really thought he was Xu Tianzhu. Hei Mudan refused to recognize him. He felt uncomfortable. That night, he went to find Hei Mudan again, was kicked out of the dance hall, and ran to the roof and jumped down. He really jumped down by himself, and had nothing to do with me."

"Although you didn't kill Boren, Boren, you died because of you. This child was wandering on the street. He could have lived for a few more years, but he was instigated to jump off the building. Do you have the nerve to say that it has nothing to do with you?"

Zhao Nan was so angry that he wanted to slap him.

"Mr. Zhao, you are not a policeman or a judge. What reason do you have to convict me? Have you never had blood in your hands for helping others to avenge them over the years?" Old Huang said stubbornly.

"The police have no documents to check the rounds? Are they registered? Are there any bad guys?" The sound of the patrol guards checking the rounds came from the corridor.

Old Huang was overjoyed and shouted, "There is..."

Zhao Nan slashed at the back of his neck with a palm, and Lao Huang's body fell down. When he fell down, he heard the sound of the door. Someone shouted: "There is something here."

Lao Huang felt a little relieved: As long as the patrol police arrived, he would be saved.

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