On the second floor of the building, Pingji Dress.

"Zhuozai, this is Master Aping. From now on, I will go to him to make clothes. Mom has never seen a tailor with better craftsmanship than him. Master Aping, this is my son Zhuozai. From now on, he will replace me on the 15th every month."

I collect the rent."

"Hello."

Wang Zhuo reached out and shook hands with the honest middle-aged man in front of him. There was a faint old man's smell in the dark room behind the middle-aged man.

In the evening, Wang Zhuo followed his mother to get acquainted with the tenants in the building, and then took over the "heavy duty" of rent collection.

When I got home, my sister Wang Zhenzhen came back from get off work and brought back a girl of about the same age.

"Sister Jiajia!" the girl greeted with a smile.

"Xiao Ling!"

Ouyang Jiajia hugged the girl. The girl and Wang Zhuo's eyes met, they nodded to each other, and then both looked away, both of them a little unnatural.

Wang Zhuo, his younger sister Wang Zhenzhen, and Ma Xiaoling have been playing together since middle school.

However, when they were young, Wang Zhuo and Ma Xiaoling had a brief love affair, but it ended when Ma Xiaoling suddenly broke up.

Wang Zhuo, who was admitted to university, never contacted her again. He only knew that his sister had always been a sister to her, and her mother treated her like her own daughter.

Wang Zhuo, who got Su Hui, already knew why Ma Xiaoling suddenly broke up with her. Women of the Ma dragon clan cannot get married and have children, let alone shed tears for men. What a bad fate!

Ma Xiaoling said: "I have a business deal to go to Japan next week, and Zhenzhen is also on vacation. I want to go with her."

Ouyang Jiajia smiled and said, "You girls can just decide for yourself on this kind of thing. It's a rare trip, so we'll stay and have dinner together in the evening."

Ma Xiaoling said: "No, we came back after dinner. It's too late to send Zhenzhen back, I should leave now."

Sister Jiajia winked at Wang Zhuo and said, "Zhuozai, it's so dangerous for Xiaoling to go back alone so late. Please send her away."

Ma Xiaoling picked up the bag: "No, I drove here."

Wang Zhuo stood up and said, "Then let me take you downstairs."

Ma Xiaoling did not refuse, and the atmosphere in the elevator was a little awkward for a while.

Wang Zhuo asked: "Is it safe to take Zhenzhen with you for your business?"

Ma Xiaoling said: "Don't worry, I won't put Zhenzhen in danger."

That being said, the plot is not that way. Ma Xiaoling is not very reliable.

Wang Zhuo watched Ma Xiaoling get into his small sports car and drive away, and began to think in his mind.

This trip to Japan is probably the beginning of the first story. The protagonists and villains of the whole drama will meet in Japan, and my sister will also be involved in the whirlpool of fate at that time.

As soon as he got home, Ouyang Jiajia asked angrily: "Where is Xiaoling? Just let her go like this? Aren't you going to send her home?"

Wang Zhuo said: "Sister Jiajia, she drove here by herself, how should I send her there? Can I ask her to drive me back when I get there? What should I eat for dinner?"

Ouyang Jiajia snorted: "I'm going to lose weight, you have to figure it out yourself."

Wang Zhenzhen came over and pulled Wang Zhuo aside and said, "Brother, will you go with us next week?"

Wang Zhuo heard this and said, "You two girls, is it convenient for me to go?"

Wang Zhenzhen said: "Although I don't know why you and Xiaoling broke up, I can feel that she still likes you until now. Let's go to Japan together this time. Can you find a chance to get back together?"

"decide as things go."

Wang Zhenzhen held his arm: "Brother, don't hesitate, can I help you book a flight tonight?"

Wang Zhuo looked at his sister, looking at her hopeful eyes, and nodded his head.

The younger sister Wang Zhenzhen is a kind and innocent girl. Unfortunately, fate dictates that the endings in both films are not very good.

Basically, it has something to do with that naughty little book named Yamamoto.

Although I don’t know what role I, an ordinary person with no power, could play in the past, I still have to stir things up with this stick. What if the water gets muddy?

To be specific, you have to come up with a plan first.

After making a bucket of cup noodles and eating them, Wang Zhuo locked himself in the room and put the plate of glowing VCDs into the machine.

Whether it can affect the fate of the deadlock depends on how powerful this golden finger is.

When the word "Playing" popped up in the upper right corner of the screen, a black hole suddenly appeared in the center of the screen. Wang Zhuo felt like the world was spinning...

"2237! 2237!"

When Wang Zhuo came to his senses, he found himself in a bar, still wearing a waiter's uniform.

A memory flooded into his mind. At this time, his identity was plainclothes Miao Wei of the Crime Squad, police number 2237, and he was jointly investigating a drug trafficking case with the Narcotics Investigation Bureau.

Someone is calling his siren through the headset in his ear hole.

"Don't be in a daze, pay attention to see if there are any suspicious people."

Wang Zhuo, who was familiar with the plot, replied in a low voice: "The whole bar is my own, but the pretty girl over there has been sitting with a box for several hours. Who is suspicious and still wants to ask me?"

"Then you go try her."

This beautiful girl was a walking corpse with infinite strength. Wang Zhuo had no time to go up and get beaten up. He said: "Sir Lin, you know that I can't even speak to a beautiful girl when I see her. It's up to you to do this. I'll hold the line for you."

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After a few minutes, the piano song ended. Officer Lin, dressed as a pianist, came to the pretty girl's table and showed a handsome smile: "Miss, can I sit here?"

Without waiting for the pretty girl to answer, he picked up the chair and, whether on purpose or not, placed one of the stool legs on the pretty girl's instep, and then sat down.

The instep was pressed, but the pretty girl showed no reaction. Officer Lin felt something was wrong. He took out his ID and said, "Miss, I am a police officer. I suspect there is something wrong with your suitcase. Why don't you open it for me to take a look at?"

Seeing that the pretty girl still had no reaction, Officer Lin winked at Wang Zhuo who was standing beside him. Wang Zhuo immediately winked at the plainclothes man pretending to be a guest. The plainclothes men immediately surrounded him, showed their IDs and went to get their suitcases.

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The pretty girl suddenly stood up and threw three or four people away with a wave of her hand. However, the suitcase also fell off her hand, and the bags of powder scattered on the floor.

Officer Lin's eyes narrowed, he drew his gun and pointed it at the pretty girl, shouting: "Don't move! I'm going to sue you now for resisting arrest, assaulting a police officer, and hiding drugs!"

The pretty girl looked at the gun with a blank expression and walked out of the bar.

Officer Lin took out the handcuffs to cuff her, but she waved her hand and threw him away.

Wang Zhuo had already taken out his .38, ran up behind her and without saying a word, shot three times at the pretty girl's ankle.

Although the .38 was not very powerful, these three shots almost shattered her ankles. The pretty girl swayed, threw herself to the ground, and crawled out stiffly like a puppet.

Wang Zhuo took the opportunity to pick up a high stool and hit the pretty girl on the head.

With a bang, the pretty girl's head shook, and with another bang, she lay down and stopped moving.

Wang Zhuo squatted down and looked over her head, and sure enough, a small half of the ice talisman was exposed.

At this time, Officer Lin and other plainclothes officers limped around and saw the suspect holding up his body. Officer Lin looked unhappy.

He glanced at his men in warning and said: "Everyone has seen that it was the drug dealer who launched the life-threatening attack on us first, and Sir Miao had no choice but to shoot and kill him. Do you know how to write a report when you go back?"

In the police station, Officer Lin pulled Wang Zhuo to a corner and cursed: "What are you doing? Law enforcement procedures are not like this. If the brothers were not united, I would have to go to prison to see you!"

Wang Zhuo handed over the autopsy report: "This is the autopsy report I intercepted. You should take a look at this first."

Officer Lin took the report and his eyes widened as he read it: "He was dead for seven days before he was shot? Is this a joke?"

Wang Zhuodao: "Sir Lin, you must believe in scientific autopsy. The report will not lie to you. The deceased, Lin Zhuzhu, was from Dongpingzhou, and his family was dependent on an eighty-year-old grandmother. I have contacted the brothers at the mission over there to come and take care of her."

Identify the body, but unfortunately the clues may end there.”

Officer Lin glanced at him suspiciously: "Lao Miao, when did you become so organized? Why do I feel like you have changed?"

Wang Zhuo said gloomily: "You read that right, I am possessed by a ghost..."

Officer Lin laughed and kicked him.

The next day someone came from Dongpingzhou, and Wang Zhuo was ordered to wait for them in the morgue.

The protagonist, Uncle Feng, soon appeared. He had a crew cut, a pair of domineering eyebrows, and was thin but imposing.

Wang Zhuo thought to himself: This is the incarnation of the evil nemesis, Dou Chaoying. Even in the world of stalemate, his other identity Mao Xiaofang is the ceiling of righteousness alongside the Ma family.

Wang Zhuo wanted to learn some skills from him, so he respectfully led him into the morgue.

After Fourth Uncle Feng examined Lin Zhuzhu's body, he said: "The deceased was already dead before he was shot."

Wang Zhuodao: "I know, it was me who fired the shot. The autopsy report said she had been dead for seven days before being shot."

Uncle Feng was a little surprised: "Don't you think it's strange?"

Wang Zhuo smiled and said: "There are many wonders in the world. There are some things that science cannot explain for the time being, but that doesn't mean they don't exist. Uncle Feng, I have a discovery, look at this."

He pushed aside Lin Zhuzhu's hair and saw a frozen wound on her Baihui point.

Seeing this, Fourth Uncle Feng fell into thinking.

"Lin Zhuzhu was shot and couldn't fall down until I attacked her head. I found a piece of ice coming out of here and she couldn't move."

Uncle Feng used a cupping pot to suck out the liquid from the wound. No brain matter was found, but only a pool of translucent viscous liquid.

Fourth Uncle Feng said: "Ice Talisman, someone should have cast a spell to control the corpse to transport poison."
To be continued...