"Come on, I'll introduce it to you!"

Su Shanhe stood up and said to Chu Mufeng: "Miao Shao, her name is Miao Cui, and she is the Yunhua Theater responsible for selling tickets. Xiao Cui, this is Mr. Chu. He wants to ask you something, just tell the truth, and don't talk nonsense if you don't know, do you know?"

"Well, I understand!" Miao Cui nodded respectfully.

Su Shanhe is still very cautious in doing things. He did not take the initiative to expose Chu Mufeng's identity, but instead talked about Chu Shao.

The key is that Chu Mufeng did not say this in advance before, and he could even think that just by pursuing this, it could be seen that he was indeed more careful in doing things.

"Hello, Miss Miao Cui, please come and help me see if you have any impression of this ticket?"

Chu Mufeng took out the ticket and handed it over, and then continued to ask: "If you want to enter Yunhua Theater, do you have to have a ticket?"

"Yes, you must have votes!"

Miao Cui said decisively, "No matter whether it is the VIP guests from our Yunhua Theater or not, as long as they come to listen to the opera, they must enter with the ticket. For those VIPs, we will prepare the ticket in advance and send it to you when the person comes."

"Every VIP will receive six additional tickets and take six people to the elegant seat to listen to the opera. Your ticket is the free ticket sent out from the No. 9 elegant seat three days ago." Miao Cuiyu looked at the bill in her hand and said with a look up.

"Oh, are you sure?" Chu Mufeng's eyes lit up, and he really asked the right person.

"Sure!"

Miao Cui looked at the ticket carefully again and said seriously: "Mr. Chu, I'm very sure, you see, there is a date on this ticket. As for the Yashi, there are only ten Yashi in our Yunhua Theater."

"For the convenience of statistics, the accompanying tickets for each elegant seat are marked. There are nine characters here, which means it is the ninth elegant seat."

"Can anyone go to the ninth cemetery?" Chu Mufeng asked in a tight voice.

"Of course not!"

After Miao Cui handed the ticket back, she said frankly: "The elegant seats in our Yunhua Theater are all packaged by someone. Only they are qualified to listen to the opera. Others must not enter."

"They come and they are used. Even if they don't come, the Yashika would rather be empty than sell the tickets. So, every Yashika is fixed."

"Who is the person in the ninth throne?" Chu Mufeng asked step by step.

"It's Hou Luodian Hou Jiu from Huatuo Medical Center." Miao Cui said without thinking.

She knew the situation of each Yashika. In fact, it was not just him, but anyone from Yunhua Theater had to know this situation.

This is the rule.

"It's Hou Jiu!" Su Shanhe showed a look of surprise.

"Old Su, do you know this Hou Jiu?" Chu Mufeng asked sideways.

"Of course I know."

Su Shanhe really knew the details of this guy and said casually: "Hou Jiu is called Hou Luodian, and he is a very famous orthopedic doctor in Xuanwu District."

"The medicine sold from his Bian Que's clinic is very popular for treating bruises and injuries. No matter whether you have leg pain or back pain, just apply a few pairs of plasters and you will be fine in a few days."

"With this unique skill, Hou Luodian's clinic has always had no worries about lack of business, and it also makes friends with some high-ranking officials, so life is very good."

"I will know him, because the brothers in the bureau will inevitably experience bumps, sprains and falls during training, so they will naturally go to find that Hou Luodian. But I didn't expect that he would..."

"Silence!"

When Chu Mufeng heard Su Shanhe's involuntarily speaking, he interrupted his words immediately and asked Miao Cui in a embarrassed expression.

"Miss Miao Cui, you said you know that the ninth throne is Hou Luodian. So do you still have an impression of who he brought here three days ago? To put it bluntly, who took this ticket, can you still remember it?" Chu Mufeng continued to ask.

"Of course!"

Miao Cui answered this question without thinking: "Three days ago, Master Hou Jiu came to listen to the opera. If you want to know who this ticket is, it would be a coincidence. I also know that although I don't know what the person is, I heard that everyone outside calls him Brother Dao."

"Brother Dao! Are you sure you heard it right?" Chu Mufeng narrowed his eyes slightly.

"I'm sure! Because no one has been to the ninth throne in the past three days, and Mr. Hou Jiu has never shown up since that day. It's hard for me to forget it!" Miao Cui was a little embarrassed after saying this.

"What, is there anything wrong?" Chu Mufeng asked after observing his expression.

"Mr. Chu, it's nothing. You just ask me why I knew it was Brother Dao. Because every time he came to see me, his eyes were weird, and he was going to eat me. I understand what that look meant." Miao Cui said with a light biting her lips.

I see.

Will Miao Cui forget who he is?

After asking two more questions casually, Chu Mufeng took out his wallet from his pocket, drew twenty pieces of legal tender from it, and casually pushed it over and explained: "Miss Miao Cui, thank you very much for your cooperation. Please remember what we asked you today. Never tell me the story, do you understand?"

"I know, Mr. Chu, there is no need for this." Miao Cui glanced at the French currency and replied with some timidity.

"If you ask me to take it, you dare to refuse the rewards from Mr. Chu?"

As Su Shanhe said that, he picked up the fiat currency and stuffed it into her hand, and then said to Miao Cui: "Okay, go back. Listen to Mr. Chu, forget our meeting today, forget what you said, you must keep your mouth shut and not reveal a word!"

"Yes, Mr. Chu, Brother Su, I'll leave first!" Miao Cui turned around and left the Yashi with the money, with a blush on her face.

When there were only two people left in the room, Su Shanhe rubbed his hands and said with a little embarrassed expression: "Director Chu, I'm sorry, I was a little too anxious just now and almost told the case."

"It's okay, Lao Su, just be careful in the future!"

Chu Mufeng did not mean to scold him. After all, Su Shanhe is not his subordinate. After the case is over, the two of them should not have any intersection. Why should they be too strict and demanding?

"Is this Miao Cui reliable?" Chu Mufeng picked up the teacup and sipped his sip and asked.

"Director Chu, don't worry, it's absolutely reliable!" Su Shanhe, who knew the truth, naturally dared to guarantee Miao Cui.

"Miao Cui is a fellow villager in my village. Her mother died when she was very young, so her father found her stepmother. Speaking of which, her stepmother is really not a thing. She doesn't talk about beating and scolding on weekdays, but she secretly sold her to a casino."

"Because of this, her father was also angry with her stepmother. She was cruel enough. She wrestled with her stepmother in anger, but she accidentally pushed her stepmother down and died. The villagers were more or less kinship, so I helped solve it when I went back."

"I saw that she was so pitiful, so I took her out. She also found a ticket sales job at Yunhua Theater, so I dared to say that she must be strict and would not go out to talk casually."

There is actually such an inside story.

It’s no wonder that Su Shanhe dared to make a promise like this. It’s reasonable and even Miao Cui didn’t dare to disobey Su Shanhe’s words. Who told her that she was the only one who was in Jinling City?

"Yeah, that's fine!"

After Miao Cui leaked the news, Chu Mufeng focused on Hou Jiu.

Hou Luodian is a very famous doctor. This way, it can explain why he knew that the venom of ghosts covering their eyes could have a psychedelic effect after being extracted from the venom of ghosts covering their eyes.

Besides, with a clinic as a background, he can also easily do this.

Could it be that the Houluo Dianhui has something to do with the missing population case?

Could it be that he is a member of the human trafficking organization?

If he had a bold guess, since he could refine this kind of medicine powder, how could his position in the human trafficking organization be average? Could he be the mastermind behind it?

"Old Su, let's go to Bian Que Medical Center now and meet this Hou Luodian!" Chu Mufeng stood up and said calmly.

"We're just coming to the door?" Su Shanhe was stunned. Aren't he afraid of being alerted?

"Didn't you just say that he has a cooperative relationship with your branch? That happens, I am the newcomer to your branch. I was injured in my arm training, so I just asked him to show it. Is this reason reasonable?" Chu Mufeng raised his arm and smiled playfully.

"Yes, yes, that's the reason." Su Shanhe nodded repeatedly.

"Then let's go!"

...

Bian Que Medical Center.

This clinic is located on a bustling street by Xuanwu Lake, surrounded by shops of all sizes. Passers-by are constantly flowing, and the traffic is very lively.

In terms of location, this place is an excellent location. It is not easy to say that because it is a clinic business, you can choose a remote corner, deserted and unpopular.

It's past one pm.

After tasting a meal of Jinling delicacies, Chu Mufeng walked into the clinic accompanied by Su Shanhe.

Of course, when he came in, Chu Mufeng was following behind. He is now playing an ordinary policeman, so how could he be arrogant and arrogant?

"Old Hou, Hou Jiu!"

As soon as Su Shanhe walked in, he started yelling in a familiar way, without any restraint, and how he was usually still.

"What are you busy with? Come out quickly and help me see!"

"Oh, isn't this Section Chief Su? What kind of wind is blowing you over? If you have something to do, I'll go over with a phone call. How can I be the turn to alarm you?"

As the words came to an end, a thin middle-aged man walked out quickly from the back hall.

He was wearing a black coat, a pair of black-framed glasses, and a goatee, and his whole face looked very thin.

But the pair of dripping eyes turned, making people feel a little keen.

He is the old Chinese doctor Hou Luodian.

"Old Hou, this is my brother. He accidentally fell and injured his arm during training. Although he applied plaster, he has been suffering from a slight pain recently. Isn't this just bring it here for a look?" Su Shanhe smiled and gave up his seat, pointing at Chu Mufeng and said.

"No problem, sit here!"

Hou Luodian smiled and called Chu Mufeng to sit on the chair, and then began to check.

"Does it hurt here?"

"If I pinch it hurts, I'll say it."

"Can your arms bend?"
To be continued...