Chapter 5 Where is the gun?

"It seems that I'm not at home."

Zhao Yan glanced at him and saw words written in black pencil under the small advertisement on the wall. He opened the small advertisement and found a row of small words below, "Honma is for rent, phone number xxx."

Zhao Yan took out his cell phone and dialed the phone number, and a woman answered the phone.

Zhao Yan said, "Hello, do you have a house for rent here?"

"I'm late, I've rented it!" the woman's voice replied.

"Sister, is the surname Wu or Zhou who rents your house?" Zhao Yan asked again.

"What are you asking about this?"

"Oh, we were in the police station to conduct a census, just register."

There is no telephone fraud in this day and human nature is relatively simple. The woman who rented a house quickly said, "Well, let me see... the person who rented a house is a woman named Wu Xiaofang."

"Thank you for your cooperation. We just register and keep it confidential." Zhao Yan reminded him and hung up the phone.

It was confirmed that the female boss did not lie to him, Zhao Yan waved, "This way, you go back first."

When she heard Zhao Yan's words, the female boss felt like she was amnesty. She thought to herself, what this kid did, she was not old and could do things without any leakage.

She had just walked two steps and heard Zhao Yan's calm voice behind her, "If you meet Wu Xiaofang and the others, just pretend that nothing has happened! Don't forget your son and daughter in your hometown!"

The female boss staggered in fear and quickly turned around and said, "Brother, don't touch my family!"

"Let's go!" Zhao Yan waved his hand.

Even if he was an agent in his previous life, he would not like to use other people's family to threaten him. However, this time it was related to the fate of his entire family, so he had to be more careful!

Otherwise, the female boss would inform Wu Xiaofang, and that would be all done.

Watching the female boss walk down the stairs, Zhao Yan walked back and forth around the up and down the stairs and found an empty large Sprite bottle.

He flattened with his feet, and grinded back and forth on the iron rod of the stairs for a few times, grinding out a hole, and tearing it off with his hands, and tearing it off a piece of plastic.

Insert the green plastic piece into the crack of the door, and in one second, the small door of the rental house was opened.

Zhao Yan's figure flashed, and he walked into the room silently, closing the door.

The rental house is quite clean. Wu Xiaofang probably really wants to live with Sunday Hua and clean it neatly.

Zhao Yan simply searched. As a senior agent, he had experience and tricks to find things. He quickly turned over several places where the gun might be hidden, but he did not find the gun.

But this was not beyond his expectations. After all, Sunday Hua must have carried something like a gun with him.

When he opened the drawer of the cabinet and under the embroidered bra, Zhao Yan found a very old-style black bag and unzipped the small bag.

There is a labor reform release certificate inside, which is Sunday Hua!

"It's true that they are the two of them. Now you can just wait for Sunday Hua and his girlfriend to come back."

Zhao Yan waited for more than half an hour, and when he began to feel a little impatient, he heard someone talking outside the door.

"Here you come!" Zhao Yan flashed and stood behind the door.

Wu Xiaofang opened the door with the key and walked in. She was carrying many large and small plastic bags in her hand, all of which were full of them.

Zhao Yan vaguely remembered that the newspaper once revealed that although Zhou Rihua was a gangster who killed people without blinking, he was very kind to this footwashing girl Wu Xiaofang. He always responded to his requests and spent money on a big deal!

The reason why Sunday Hua committed the crime was because he had almost used the money he had.

"It seems that the newspaper is right. Zhou Riding is willing to spend money on this woman." Zhao Yan's figure looked like a big gecko, sticking behind the open door, standing there silently.

Wu Xiaofang, who walked in first, didn't notice anyone behind him. While talking, she walked into the room, "That dress is pretty, it's too expensive."

"Well, buy it next time." Zhou Yuhua snorted lowly and followed him in.

The newspaper in his previous life also analyzed Zhou Rihua's personality, saying that he was taciturn and it seemed that this was true.

Zhao Yan stood behind the door motionless. Until Sunday Hua walked into the house and closed the door with his backhand, he did not find Zhao Yan standing behind him.

After all, Zhao Yan is just an 18-year-old boy, without professional systematic training, and his physique is not that strong.

Fortunately, Sunday Hua is not a strong man, about 1.70 meters tall, which is one shorter than Zhao Yan.

Zhao Yan suddenly stretched out his hand and patted Zhou Rihua on the shoulder.

"Who!" Zhou Rihua was so scared that his whole body trembled, and all his hair stood up.

Zhao Yan grabbed the hair on the back of his head and hit his face against the wall. With a bang, the eyes of Sun Hua looked like Venus.

After a few hits, Zhou Rihua's face was covered with blood. Zhao Yan then made him turn around and suddenly punch him in the stomach again, which made Zhou Rihua's stomach cramp and vomited breakfast.

Zhou Rihua, who fell to the ground, lost his combat effectiveness directly. Zhao Yan stepped on his neck and reached out to touch his armpits and waist a few times.

Wu Xiaofang, who was walking in front, heard the movement behind him and turned around and saw that he was shocked.

A 20-year-old girl had never encountered such a thing. She couldn't even figure out why there was a person in the rental house suddenly, and she beat Zhou Rihua when she met.

But when she woke up, she screamed and wanted to run out, "Help!"

Zhao Yan grabbed her back and pinched her neck with his hand, so that she could not make any sound.

"Friends, don't make things difficult for women." Zhou Rihua said after a little rested.

"You two scumbags!" Zhao Yan slapped Wu Xiaofang to the ground, and she could only dare to sob in a low voice.

Zhao Yan was extremely hated for this man and a woman. It can be said that he harmed Zhao Yan and his family! And there were three people killed by Zhou Rihua, and they even harmed them!

After the shooting death of Sunday Hua, the police investigated and found that Wu Xiaofang participated in the planning and escape route of Sunday Hua's crimes throughout the process, and this woman was not a kind person!

After subduing these two people, Zhao Yan carefully searched Zhou Rihua again, and even took out all the things in his pockets.

A gun must be carried with you, but things were unexpected. No gun was found on Sunday Hua!

Zhao Yan found a spring jump knife in the pocket of Sun Hua's pants. He pressed the button of the machine and the sharp blade popped out.

Zhao Yan didn't find the gun from him, and he felt a little irritable. He pressed the tip of his knife against Zhou Rihua's eyelid and said, "Where is the gun? Where is the gun?"

"What gun?" Zhou Rihua looked confused.

"Where is the gun? Where did you hide the gun?" At this moment, Zhao Yan's blood surged. In his previous life, all the sins suffered by his family suddenly surged out.
Chapter completed!