The next morning, the "old tuner group" went straight to Hongshiji after breakfast and entered the public security center.

No matter what, they all think it is better to solve Han Wanghu's problem first.

——The longer this is delayed, the more accidents are likely. For example, Weiler is quick-talking and accidentally tells other members of the town guards what he saw, causing the news that Han Wanghuo is the second person to spread throughout the Red Stone Collection.

If Han Wanghou was not the second person, it would be fine. If it was really, it would be troublesome. Even if he didn't do anything to be sorry for Hongshiji, he might be forced to pronounce himself to prove his innocence.

The "old tuner group" had experienced fighting side by side with him, so he naturally had a certain kindness and hoped that this problem could be solved well.

However, only Weller sat there in the policing office.

"Captain Han didn't come?" Jiang Baimian asked.

Weller shook his head:

"He didn't come to report on time every day. He also had a lot of things to deal with in the town guards, but the war had left many problems."

The simplest and most straightforward thing is that after so many people died, they have to appease their families and encourage the rest of the town guards.

Jiang Baimian carefully sensed it and confirmed that there was no one else in the public security office. Then he asked in a low voice:

"You didn't show anything in front of him, did you?"

Weller recalled:

"It shouldn't be true, my psychological quality is quite good."

Yes, even dare to go to other people's beds and sleep in other people's wives... Long Yuehong has always been a little disgusted with this playboy.

After pausing, Weller hissed:

"But these two days, I subconsciously avoided him and didn't like to joke with him as much as before."

Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao, Bai Chen looked at each other and asked solemnly:

"Where does the Korean team live?"

Weiler stood up and pointed in a direction:

"It was just the exit to the north of the park. There were originally several small buildings there, but later it collapsed to only one. Team South Korea lived in it, saying that it was closer to Redstone Games and could come quickly if you had anything to do."

Jiang Baimian didn't say anything more, and took three members of the "old transfer team" out of the Red Stone Game and drove to the north of the park.

Not long after, they arrived at the exit and saw a row of single-family buildings hidden among the trees.

Unfortunately, in the cold winter, the trees and branches and leaves are withering, and there is no such thing as any scenery. The buildings have either collapsed or damaged in many places, and only one is intact.

Jiang Baimian looked at it and found that there were no vehicles parked outside the dark blue building, and he immediately frowned.

At this moment, a thought flashed through her and Bai Chen and Long Yuehong's hearts:

Is Han Wanghou really a problem and has already fled for fear of guilt?

While Jeep was driving to Han Wang to obtain residence, Bai Chen looked at the ground and said:

“There are relatively fresh ruts.”

It was drizzling last night, and some roads were very muddy.

"Han Wanghuo just left not long ago?" Long Yuehong heard Bai Chen's meaning, "Team leader, should you turn around and chase after me now?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Shang Jianyao smiled:

"You really don't have talent in hide and seek."

Long Yuehong glanced at this guy and asked thoughtfully:

"You mean, is this a disguised trace?

"After Han Wanghuo drove the car for a distance, he found a dry place on the road, hid the car, and then sneaked back here secretly. When the team chasing him left, then he would run in the opposite direction?"

Shang Jianyao commented pertinently:

"You listened to a lot of radio programs."

Jiang Baimian said while driving:

"A reasonable guess, this is a possibility.

"Well, when we do our investigation, it is best not to change our goals at will. Elimination is the most stable choice, otherwise it is easy to make the mistake of losing watermelon and picking sesame seeds.

"Anyway, let's go to Han Wanghou's house to search first. If he is really gone, we will chase him along the car mark."

Soon, the Jeep drove to the front of the three-story building.

Jiang Baimian sighed as soon as he got off the car:

"There are people inside, and the car marks are indeed a suspicious array.

"It seems that Han Wang has rich experience in counter-tracking, well, he should have more than one car."

While speaking, Shang Jianyao walked to the small building, raised his finger and knocked on the door.

The sound of dongdong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong

After knocking three times in a row, Shang Jianyao stretched out his right hand and pushed open the door that was not locked at all.

"When did you find it was locked?" Long Yuehong asked in surprise and amusing, holding the assault rifle.

Shang Jianyao glanced at him:

"It's not knocked yet."

"..." Long Yuehong was stunned, "I understand, the sense of ritual, right?"

"You are wrong. Today's Shang Jianyao is no longer what Shang Jianyao was yesterday. This time he is polite." Shang Jianyao explained seriously.

This guy's condition seemed to be a little worse... Long Yuehong stopped responding, followed Jiang Baimian, crossed Shang Jianyao, and walked into the small building.

Jiang Baimian stopped in the hall, looked into the direction of the kitchen, and shouted loudly:

"Come out."

This time, no one responded.

Shang Jianyao clapped his hands and said with a smile:

"Hidden and seek means to have concentration and not be able to come out after a moment of fraud."

After saying that, he rushed into the kitchen, squatted in front of the locker, and reached out and knocked three times.

The next second, the door of the locker opened, and Han Wanghuo, who had two scars on his face, hugged inside, pointing his pistol at Shang Jianyao.

Shang Jianyao was like a stream of good deeds and played the role of a prisoner with conscientiousness:

He raised his hands, stood up slowly, and stepped back little by little.

Han Wanghou got out, swept around with his yellow eyes, lowered his muzzle and said:

"It was you who came here... I thought it would be Weiler who led the town guards to surround this area."

"We took a task." Jiang Baimian was calm and his voice was as normal.

"The mission of arresting me?" Han Wang laughed, a little bitter.

Jiang Baimian shook his head:

"The task is very simple, it is to find you and ask you a question."

Han Wanghuo was silent for a few seconds

“What’s the problem?”

At this moment, he seemed to be waiting for the final judgment.

Jiang Baimian looked at his yellowish eyes and asked in a deep voice:

"Are you the next person?"

Han Wanghuo's expression suddenly became a little strange, looking very disappointed, and a little relieved.

He laughed and looked around and said:

"Yes, I'm the next person."

After saying that, he pushed up the left sleeve and exposed his arm.

The arms began in the middle, highlighting amber scales, which were not so dense and intertwined with the strange lumps of the skin.

Han Wanghou immediately laughed:

"A wanderer who doesn't even have a ethnic group."

Speaking of this, his expression suddenly became a little distorted:

“But, isn’t the second person human?

"According to this classification, are the Red River people and the Gray-speaking people not humans?"

"It's humanity." Shang Jianyao said something.

Han Wanghuo didn't expect to receive a positive reply and didn't know how to continue.

After a few seconds, he slowly breathed:
To be continued...