Chapter 960 Killing Chicken

(The plot of the previous chapter has been slightly modified and does not match the following. You can reread it. The yard where Du Fei wants to report the treasure has been added, and the background of Zhang Zhongcheng can also be tested.)

When Du Fei arrived at the office, his thoughts moved and he glanced at Xiao Hong.

It was Zhang Zhongcheng's secret base, and he rarely came there.

I just came here yesterday, so there must be no movement today. Du Fei looked at it casually and then withdrew his vision.

Then he spread out a newspaper he bought on the way to work on his desk.

First, use scissors to cut an A4-sized piece, then find words on the newspaper, cut it out, and paste it on.

It soon became a letter.

The content is very simple, with only one line: Qianhai Neighborhood Committee No. 12-3, there is a murder case, go there quickly.

After finishing it, he took out an envelope from his personal space, affixed the address of the Municipal Bureau, and collected it from the Criminal Investigation Department.

The envelopes were taken by Du Fei from the Xiangjiang Hotel before. They were all white envelopes without any markings.

Put the "letter" in, seal it with glue, and don't stick any stamps on it. Let Xiao Hei hold it in his mouth and throw it to the city bureau mailroom at night.

Du Fei is very familiar with the case handling procedures of the Municipal Bureau.

Although the letter is suspicious, it contains a clear address and may involve human lives.

After receiving the letter, you must send someone to verify it.

When the time comes, Du Fei asks Xiao Hong to completely destroy the mechanism at the entrance to the basement. The police will find out immediately when they arrive.

Although these antiques are not valued much these days, treasures are treasures.

Once you get Mesa Mountain, you must follow the procedures. It will depend on how Zhang Zhongcheng takes the move.

As for the final ownership of these treasures, it depends on how Zhang Zhongcheng chooses them.

If his warrior's wrist is cut off and he doesn't want it, it will definitely be confiscated and probably handed over to the Palace Museum.

If Zhang Zhongcheng is unwilling to give in and wants to take these things back, then there will be a good show.

At that time, it depends on who can speak for him. After a night.

Early the next morning, Wang Dacheng was called to the office by Director Liang as soon as he went to work.

As soon as Wang Dacheng entered the room, Director Liang threw him an envelope and said, "Take a look~"

Wang Dacheng was puzzled and took out a letter with words cut out of newspapers and pasted them from the opened envelope.

When I saw the content, I couldn't help but frowned, "Boss, this..."

Director Liang said, "I handed it over from the mailroom this morning. I don't know when it was put away."

Wang Dacheng looked at the envelope, "No tickets? Didn't the person on duty see anything?"

Director Liang smiled helplessly.

In theory, the mailroom janitor needs to be on duty 24 hours a day.

But humans are not machines after all, and they cannot be as energetic in the second half of the night as they are during the day.

Wang Dacheng also understood. After mentioning it, he didn't ask any more questions and continued, "Then I'll send

People go over and take a look. "

Director Liang nodded, "Comrades, please be careful. This matter may not be simple."

Upon hearing this, Wang Dacheng immediately understood, "Don't worry, I'll go there in person right away."

After coming out of Director Liang's office, Wang Dacheng did not dare to neglect, and immediately called two people to ride a motorcycle with him to the vicinity of Shichahai...

At the same time, Du Fei paid attention to the city bureau as soon as he arrived at the work. I asked Xiao Hei to deliver the letter last night. Logically speaking, there will definitely be a response today.

Sure enough, Wang Dacheng took someone out on a motorcycle.

Before Du Fei sent the letter, he guessed that this matter would probably fall on Wang Dacheng.

At first glance, I guessed it right.

Wang Dacheng was very fast. When he arrived at the place, he asked comrades from the local police station to lead the way and directly found Zhang Zhongcheng’s yard...

There is no suspense next.

Wang Dacheng was really shocked when he discovered the basement. At first, I thought there were corpses hidden underneath, but I didn’t expect that they were all antiques.

Although he didn't quite understand this, it was clear at a glance whether he was a good person as a criminal investigator.

After opening a few boxes at the scene, Wang Dacheng instantly realized that something big had happened.

Immediately let the other two people stay here and ride a motorcycle as fast as possible back home to report.

Director Liang was also surprised when he heard this.

Knowing that if it was true as Wang Dacheng said, he would definitely not be able to deal with it, so he quickly reported it to the police.

At the same time, an order was given to send a large team of people to seal off the scene and contact experts who cooperated with the bureau.

At the same time, on the Yanda campus.

A man rushed into Zhang Zhongcheng's classroom in a panic.

After entering the room, he made gestures with Zhang Zhongcheng and said a few words. Zhang Zhongcheng's face suddenly changed drastically and he stood up...

Du Fei looked through the crow that stayed here.

Zhang Zhongcheng rushed downstairs anxiously and hurried over on his bicycle.

However, when he arrived at the place, he saw a group of people blocking the courtyard, but he did not dare to step forward. He took a look from a distance, then rode away.

When Du Fei saw this, he knew the key was coming.

In this case, it depends on where Zhang Zhongcheng goes for help. However, it was unexpected.

Zhang Zhongcheng didn't go looking for anyone, but quickly calmed down and rode back to Yanda.

Through vision synchronization, Du Fei watched Zhang Zhongcheng put the bicycle downstairs and walked into the building step by step. I couldn't help but rate this person a little higher.

When encountering an emergency, although I feel panicked, I don't lose control.

Can you calm down quickly?

He rushes to seek medical treatment like a headless chicken. This alone is not an ordinary person.

However, Du Fei didn't need to worry.

No matter whether Zhang Zhongcheng was panicked or calm. As long as he is unwilling to give up those things, he has to ask the backer behind him for help.

In the evening, when he was about to get off work, Du Fei called Wang Dacheng.

"Hey, Brother Wang, are you busy tonight? Let's have a drink together?" Wang Dacheng had already returned from the scene. He still felt incredible when he recalled the basement full of things.

Wang Dacheng explained, "Brother, we can't do it today. We just have a case at hand."

Du Fei asked, "Quite big"?

Wang Dacheng laughed, acquiescing, and did not explain further. Du Fei knew the rules and didn't ask any more questions.

The reason why he made this call was not to inquire about information from Wang Dacheng.

The main thing is to leave a wedge, so that if the situation changes in the future, we can use this as an excuse to inquire about the situation.

The next step is to wait patiently for the person behind Zhang Zhongcheng to surface.

Du Fei had long expected that Wang Dacheng would not be able to come out.

I didn't plan to go out to eat at all, so I put down the phone and went to pick up Zhu Ting from get off work.

As the months progressed, Zhu Ting not only did not gain weight, but actually lost some weight.

Morning sickness left her with a bad appetite.

But today, she seems to be in a pretty good mood.

Because it was inconvenient for Zhu Ting, Du Fei did not wait downstairs and went directly upstairs to Zhu Ting's office.

The two held hands and chatted about the day's events while going down the stairs.

Zhu Ting said, "By the way, Hongying is back and will come to our house to see me tomorrow."

Du Fei thought about it and remembered that the last time Zhang Hongying asked for a treat, he was suddenly sent to the southwest and the treat failed. He casually asked "When did you come back?"

Zhu Ting said, "I got off the train yesterday and it happened to be Sunday tomorrow. Let's make something delicious."

Du Fei agreed with a smile.

To him, that stuttering meal was nothing. Regardless of what happened to Hu Lin, at least Zhang Hongying had not done anything wrong to Du Fei.

Du Fei thought for a while, "How about stewing a chicken? When we got married, Zhao Yutian gave a lot of wild goods, which was perfect for stewing the chicken."

Zhu Ting said, "Then you put more vermicelli. I want to eat vermicelli."

········

As the two of them talked, the topic turned from Zhang Hongying to how to stew chicken.

1968

Year, June 16th, Father’s Day.

But at this time, few people in China probably knew about this foreign festival.

Because Zhang Hongying was coming, Du Fei went to the market to buy a chicken early in the morning.

All the chickens sold in the market are live chickens, you have to buy them yourself

Kill and pluck your own hair.

Du Fei has even killed people, so killing chickens is not an issue.

In the kitchen, I held the chicken's neck with one hand, turned the chicken's head away with my fingers, and pulled off a handful of chicken feathers.

He picked up the kitchen knife with his other hand, wiped it on the chicken's neck, and cut off the trachea and blood vessels.

At this time, remember to hurry up.

Otherwise, the strength of the chicken's struggle will increase instantly. If one of them is not caught, if it runs out, a room of chicken blood will be spilled.

Du Fei even remembered watching his father killing chickens in the yard when he was a child.

I just didn't catch it and let the chicken run away.

Good guy! Blood spurted all the way from the wound, and I had to run around the yard before falling down.

I still remember what I did on the floor and wall. Duffy certainly wouldn't make the same mistake.

Normally, after draining the chicken blood, put it in a large basin and scald the chicken feathers with hot water.

Du Fei didn't have to go to such trouble and just threw it into the portable space.

As my mind moved, I wrapped the blue light around the chicken, and it immediately turned into a white-striped chicken.

Take it out again, put it on the cutting board, "dang dang dang" a few times, put it directly into the casserole and start stewing...

At around ten o'clock in the morning, Zhang Hongying arrived.

There were many things in large and small bags, including souvenirs brought back from Bashu, as well as many things for children.

Du Fei almost didn't recognize it.

It turns out that although Zhang Hongying is not as beautiful as Zhu Ting, she is still a pretty beauty. It is not an exaggeration to say that she has fair skin and is beautiful.

When I came back this time, I was tanned, my hair was cut short, and I had obviously lost a lot of weight.

Zhu Ting felt distressed when she saw it, and asked her how she could do this. Zhang Hongying did not complain, but instead lamented, "What am I doing? The conditions for the third-line construction over there are so difficult! Many factories are carved out of the mountains..."

Zhu Ting couldn't help but feel very sad when she heard her description. Du Fei listened for a while and then went to the kitchen to work.

In addition to braised vermicelli with chicken and mushrooms, stir-fried two more vegetables, and chopped sausages, it was enough for three people.

After a while, Du Fei finished tinkering and shouted "dinner."

Zhang Hongying didn't treat herself as a guest, she immediately came over to help with the work, serving bowls and plates.

After everything was set up, Du Fei asked again, "Sister Hongying, do you drink soda or juice?"

Zhang Hongying smiled, "Xiaoting, just drink some juice. I'll bring some white wine to drink with you."

Du Fei was stunned for a moment.

Zhang Hongying joked, "What? I can't bear to part with your good wine~"

Du Fei's thoughts were racing, he was afraid that Zhang Hongying had something to say, but he didn't know how to say it, so he wanted to cover it up with wine.

He smiled and said, "That's what I asked for! Maotai or Fenjiu, which one do you want to drink?"