Hushan Community.

This is a villa area, a self-built community of the Third Investigation Bureau.

Chen Shouyi was riding a bicycle and was stopped by the security guard at the door: "Who are you looking for?"

Chen Shouyi did not talk nonsense and took out the ID of the security consultant of the Xiacheng District Public Security Bureau: "Do you know where Director Cao's home was in the past?"

The security consultant's ID was almost exactly the same as the police officer's ID. The security guard immediately cooperated and said, "Hello comrade policeman, their family has moved away long ago. After Cao Zhenhua's accident, their house was confiscated, and his wife and son also left."

"Do you know where they went?" Chen Shouyi asked hurriedly.

"This is not very clear!"

At this time, Chen Shouyi noticed a young security guard next to him who wanted to speak but stopped, so he turned around and asked, "Do you know?"

"There was... I saw his wife when I passed by Qingyi Lane. They seemed to have moved there." The young security guard blushed and hesitated.

"Where is Qingyi Lane? Not far away?"

Although the young security guard was puzzled by the other party, he cooperated and said: "It's not far, go from this road, turn right at the intersection, and turn left at the third intersection.

Next, Chen Shouyi asked about his wife and son's names again.

Fortunately, Cao Zhenhua was the director of the Third Things Investigation Bureau before, and their family was naturally the focus of security guards. If they were an ordinary warrior, these two security guards might only be familiar with each other.

...

The cold wind whistles, and the lead clouds are covered with lead.

Chen Shouyi rode his bicycle slowly, and a few snowballs fell down and fell on his face, turning into a cold mood.

He looked up at the sky.

It's going to snow again.

Qingyi Lane arrived soon, and Chen Shouyi pushed the bicycle and inquired from house to house.

Having the security consultant's ID made the process very smooth. Even if someone didn't know, his attitude was very cooperative. Not long after, he found out where Cao Zhenhua's widow was staying.

He put his bicycle in the corner of the alley and locked it. He carried his briefcase and walked into a dilapidated old house with even the wall peeling off.

When he walked to the second floor, he knocked on the door.

Not long after, a crack was opened, and a young woman stood alertly at the door: "What are you doing, who are you looking for?"

"You are Miao Huilan, are you?" Chen Shouyi looked at the young woman and asked in surprise.

Cao Zhenhua was about forty years old after all, but his wife looked less than thirty and was quite young. Chen Shouyi guessed that she was a second marriage.

The young woman became more alert when she heard this: "You have recognized the wrong person, I don't know Miao Huilan."

As she said that, she was about to close the door.

Chen Shouyi quickly reached out and held it back: "Don't be nervous, I have no malice."

The young woman pushed the door hard, her face turned red, but she pushed it: "If you do this, I will call you a hooligan!"

Chen Shouyi had to take out the safety consultant's ID, and the young woman immediately became honest and relaxed her strength.

He took the opportunity to push the door open and walked in.

He looked around and found that the furnishings inside were quite simple. Obviously, after Cao Zhenhua's identity was exposed, their family was in a bad situation.

"Mom, what's this uncle doing?" At this time, a little boy with a five or six-year-old head and a tiger head walked out of the bedroom and looked at Chen Shouyi's eyes with a hint of hostility.

"Xiaohu, don't come out, go to the room to play." Miao Huilan said sternly.

"Oh!" The little boy was startled and ran back to the room.

After being silent for a while, Miao Huilan said coldly: "What do you want to ask? I don't care about Lao Cao's affairs. We don't know anything about what he did and what crimes he committed."

She thought it was the police and found some clues, so she came to investigate.

Chen Shouyi sat down on a shabby sofa and said, straight to the point: "Sister-in-law, I think you misunderstood! I came here this time not to investigate, but to a private identity. Cao Zhenhua should have left some relics, right?"

"What kind of relics? Haven't you searched all the relics long ago?" Miao Huilan said with a look of dodging, obviously very cautious.

Chen Shouyi shook his head, took out a golden ball of about four centimeters in diameter from his briefcase, and made a buzzing sound on the table next to him: "This is gold, the mass is about 3 kilograms.

Of course the purity is only more than 80. By the way, do you know the current price of gold? Before the power outage, I remember 541 grams. Now the society has started to get messy, and it is probably more than that."

"What do you want?" Miao Huilan's breathing became slightly rapid, and a hint of flush appeared on her face. After a while, she said.

"Cao Zhenhua's weapon!" Chen Shouyi said in a deep voice: "His weapon still exists?"

Seeing Miao Huilan hesitating when she looked at the gold, Chen Shouyi couldn't help but feel happy. It seemed that Cao Zhenhua's weapon was still there, but he was still somewhat suspicious about the authenticity of gold.

Seeing this, he grabbed the gold and squeezed it hard. The whole golden ball suddenly became like soft mud. He immediately pinched it flattened with a deep fingerprint on the surface, and then pushed it over: "Gold is softer, you can test the authenticity."

Miao Huilan looked at Chen Shouyi in surprise. She thought the other party was just an ordinary policeman, but she didn't expect that she was a powerful warrior.

However, she was not surprised by pinching gold. After all, her husband Cao Zhenhua was also a great warrior in the past, so she had seen many such methods.

She took the gold that had turned into a cake and felt a sudden sank in her hand. The amount seemed to be almost as good as the other party said. After a rough check, she did not find any lead blocks hidden inside. She immediately felt relieved and smiled and said, "His weapon is still there, you wait."

She moved a stool, placed it at the door, and after raising it, she opened a hidden wooden window in the bathroom space.

After working hard for a long time, I struggled to take out a large leather bow bag and two sword boxes, which were covered with dust.

"That's all his weapons!"

"I need to check it out." Chen Shouyi said.

He pulled out the bow bag, took out one of the bow arms and took a look. The bow arms were very light, obviously made of carbon fiber composite material. He looked at the specification marked on it: 800 pounds, and satisfaction flashed through his heart.

He quickly assembled into a bow, debugged it, and pulled the bowstring with both hands. The force was very strong, much heavier than five hundred pounds. His hands did not tremble at all, just right for him.

"The bow is good!" Chen Shouyi nodded.

He disassembled the bow again, put it into the bow bag, picked up one of the sword boxes, and took out the sword from it.

A nano-hardened membrane sword has not worn much blade, which is much better than his hardened membrane full of notches, so it saves the purchase.

Then, he checked another sword.

As soon as he picked it up, his hands felt slightly sinking.

The sword weighed about ten kilograms. He took out the sword and saw that it was a gray-black sword with a thick spine. The blade was reflected by light, with dense patterns like fish scales, but the surface was extremely smooth and there was no sense of unevenness.

When Sha saw it, he looked like an ordinary alloy sword, but Chen Shouyi could instinctively feel that this sword was not ordinary.

He bounced his fingers hard, and the sword sounded dull, and the sound seemed to be there or not.

Very hard material.

"Is there something wrong with this sword?" Miao Huilan said nervously: "This is Lao Cao's favorite sword during his lifetime!"

"No problem!" Chen Shouyi said.

"That's the price?" Miao Huilan tentatively wanted to bargain.

In fact, she didn't know whether the price was high or low, but Chen Shouyi was quite generous. As soon as he got up, he had such a big piece of gold and subconsciously wanted more.

"Sister-in-law, why are you not satisfied?" Chen Shouyi smiled: "Don't be greedy. Your weapons are all second-hand, at most only 30% of the original value. Even if you bought it for three million, it is not worth even one million now.

What's more, this kind of bow is a war arch of a big warrior. If I don't buy it, I believe you can't sell it at all. No big warrior will use a second-hand bow. My gold is worth at least 1.5 million, and these two swords are enough to pay."
Chapter completed!