At five o'clock in the morning, Bai Yutang was awakened. Yes, Xiaobai was awakened by a "Xixi" sound and a "crying" sound of turning over.

Opening his eyes in a daze, Bai Yutang looked at Zhan Zhao who was "busy" beside him, "Maoer, what are you doing?"

Zhan Zhao's current state is quite magical, his eyes are closed tightly. Bai Yutang never doubted this. He never even dreamed that Zhan Zhao would open his eyes before seven o'clock in the morning. However, Zhan Zhao's head was drilled in the soft pillow, and seemed very irritable. He kept turning over and over, and his hand was still rubbing his legs unconsciously.

Bai Yutang was interesting to watch and woke up, so he simply turned around and looked at it intently.

Zhan Zhao was completely unaware of it and kept moving.

Did this cat dream? Bai Yutang was confused and reached out to push him, "Maoer, what's wrong?"

Zhan Zhao turned over again, muttering like a dreamy voice, "Itchy..."

"Itchy?" Bai Yutang was a little surprised and hugged Zhan Zhao and checked, "Where is itchy? Is itchy? Is itchy or something wrong with being bitten by a mosquito?"

After being hugged by Bai Yutang, Zhan Zhao was still very dishonest. Bai Yutang carefully observed and found out... Zhan Zhao wanted to scratch his legs... So, is itchy? After looking at it for a while, Bai Yutang realized that it turned out that the wound of the injured leg of Zhan Zhao began to scab and grow flesh, so the cat was itchy. He shook his head helplessly, Bai Yutang got up, went to the refrigerator to take out an ice bag, and carefully applied it to Zhan Zhao's calf wound...

Sure enough, Zhan Zhao immediately became honest. Bai Yutang lay down, put the ice bag in the cup on the bedside table, and then reached out to hug Zhan Zhao, not allowing him to continue grabbing his legs.

In this way, Zhan Zhao moved for a while, and Bai Yutang applied it to him with an ice bag until the sky gradually dawned. Zhan Zhao woke up.

"Awaken?" Bai Yutang reached out and poked Zhan Zhao's cheek, "What should I eat in the morning?"

Zhan Zhao looked up at Bai Yutang, woke up for a while, and suddenly opened his eyes and bounced up, "Quick! What time is it?"

"Wow... Maoer, you should be so active when you wake up." Bai Yutang barely avoided it and did not bump into Zhan Zhao.

"Let's go! Let's drive to Uncle An's hometown." Zhan Zhao quickly put on his clothes and prepared to get up.

"It's only seven o'clock now." Bai Yutang was puzzled, "What are you going to check early in the morning?"

"Uncle An's hometown is in the countryside." Zhan Zhao said while putting on his clothes, "Let's go there."

"It seems that his parents have passed away long ago." Bai Yutang asked.

"It's not about going to find his parents." Zhan Zhao smiled, "Let's go to find his wife's parents!"

...

An hour later, Bai Yutang drove and took Zhan Zhao to Uncle An's hometown, a small county in the suburbs of S City.

"Uncle An's wife's surname is Chang, and her name is Chang Xiaoyan. Her mother has passed away. Now there is an old father left, living in the south of the county." Bai Yutang looked at the information provided by Jiang Ping to investigate and added to Zhan Zhao, "The old man is 77 years old this year. Maoer, don't stimulate him later. He might not know that An Lingli is dead."

"I understand." Zhan Zhao nodded, "I just want to ask him something else."

In the forensic room of the police station.

Gongsun was looking at all the information about the previous dismemberment case and the opening case. Someone knocked on the door, and Zhao Hu and Ma Han flashed in.

The two of them were about to speak when they saw some white milky objects in the two cups in front of Gongsun… The two asked tremblingly, “Gongsun…”

"What are you doing?" Gongsun picked up two cups, scooped a spoonful with a spoon and put it in his mouth, chewed it, and swallowed it in one bite.

The two of them immediately felt their stomachs turbulently, and they stared at them for two cups and asked Gongsun, "What is this...?"

Gongsun glanced at them, "Brain."

"Brain..." The two of them swallowed, "Who's..."

Gongsun was amused and crying, "Tofu."

"Hu..." The two of them were discouraged.

"What are you two here? You're sneaky." Gongsun asked, pushing his glasses.

"Oh... we just went to Uncle An's locker room and found a hat that Uncle An had worn and forgot to bring back." Zhao Hu said, taking out a hand behind him, holding a hat in his hand, which was the kind worn by the old man when he was sleeping. "It was probably what Uncle An wore when he stayed up late and was on duty."

"What are you doing with this?" Gongsun was puzzled.

Ma Han stretched out his other hand from behind and showed it to Gongsun, and saw that he was holding a hair in his hand. "We found some of his hair in the hat... Then we have An Lingli's body, right?"

Gongsun frowned slightly and asked, "Do you two want me to compare the DNA of An Youdao and An Lingli?"

Zhao Hu and Ma Han nodded.

"Why?" Gongsun Weiwei was a little puzzled, "Do you suspect they are not father and daughter?"

"Dr. Zhan seems to care about Uncle An very much." Zhao Hu whispered, "However, doing this is actually not in line with the regulations..."

Gongsun looked at the two of them coldly, reached out to take their hair, pushed their glasses, "Provisions? What regulations? In the forensic room, I am the regulations!" After that, he turned around and compared them with DNA.

The two turned around and were about to go out, when Ma Han suddenly stopped, pointed to a newly purchased glass cabinet by the door, and asked, "Huzi, look at that!"

Zhao Hu looked closer and saw that the glass cabinet was very delicate, with data neatly discharged inside. There were some "works of art" mixed in the middle of the data - a heart-shaped ashtray, and a finger-shaped lighter inserted on the aorta; a flower pot with a skull shape, and two rolled water bamboos grew in the two black eye holes; a fruit plate made of pelvic bones, with four oranges on it, each with rich expressions drawn with black markers; there were also a large row of witchcraft dolls of different shapes, and a poster of curses was posted on the wall of the cabinet behind the data.

Ma Han and Zhao Hu tacitly began to refresh their memories, blocking the scene in front of them, turning around, and leaving the room... They admired in their hearts that Gongsun's fun was really not something that ordinary humans could understand.

Zhan Zhao recovered very quickly and could already walk on the ground by himself. After all, he did not hurt his bones, and when the scabs and flesh grew, he recovered almost. At most, sometimes the force was not very even, and it would hurt a little.

The two walked along the path for a while before they found Old Man Chang's residence... an old three-story apartment, the old man lived in Room 101.

The gloomy corridor was filled with debris and bicycles. Zhan Zhao noticed that there was an old and worn football inside the debris and frowned slightly.

After ringing the doorbell, after a long time, I heard an old voice inside, "Who?"

On the way, the two bought some fruits along the way. Bai Yutang shouted to the door: "Uncle, Uncle An asked us to come, I'll give you some fruits."

A "kka" sound of unlocking came from the door. Soon, the door opened, and an old man with gray head stuck his head out to look at it and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

Bai Yutang repeated again, "Uncle An asked us to see you."

"Oh..." The old man nodded lightly, let Zhan Showa Bai Yutang in, reached out to close the door, and said, "Is he a friend of Youdao?"

"Yes." Bai Yutang put the fruit on the table, "He was busy these days, so we will stop by and see you."

The old man nodded. Although he was slow in his movements, he didn't look confused at all. Bai Yutang breathed a sigh of relief. When he turned around, he saw Zhan Zhao staring at a glass photo frame on the wall, and the expression on his face seemed to be a little uncertain.

Bai Yutang walked over and saw that it was a very old black and white photo. On the photo, it was a photo of the old man and a little girl. The girl was holding a football in her hand, sweating on her face, but she smiled happily... The girl's outline looked a bit like An Lingli.

Zhan Zhao looked around in some photos under the glass plate, and the expression on his face became even more confusing.

"Maoer, what's wrong?" Bai Yutang asked.

Zhan Zhao was about to speak when he saw the old man coming out with two glasses of water. The two exchanged glances and quickly stepped forward to take the cup.

"It's been a long time since outsiders came here." The old man sat down and looked up and down at Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang. "You have such a young friend. If you don't tell me, I thought it was Lingling's friend."

Zhan Zhao laughed when he heard the old man's words: "Uncle, we know Lingling too, we often play football together."

"Is that right?" the old man smiled, "It's really a coincidence that you guys are here. She's still there yesterday."

"Cough cough..." Bai Yutang choked with a mouthful of tea, which was hot and choked, and suddenly started coughing, wiping his mouth while looking at Zhan Zhao - so evil?

Zhan Zhao didn't care at all, but continued to talk to the old man, "Lingling often mentioned you to us, saying that her ability to play football was trained with you."

"Haha..." the old man laughed and said, "Lingling has liked practicing football since she was a child. He also said, if she asked her to join the national team, then the national football team would have qualified long ago."

Zhan Zhao smiled slightly and looked at Bai Yutang meaningfully. Bai Yutang felt a little strange from their conversation.

...

Bai Chi has been following Zhao Zhen these days, and it was shocking to follow because he witnessed the magic training process with his own eyes. Bai Chi never knew what Zhao Zhen, the so-called most powerful magic, wanted to perform, because he took apart the magic process and practiced it. Diving accounted for the vast majority, and escape accounted for a large majority.

Bai Chi saw with his own eyes that Zhao Zhen tied himself up like a rice dumpling, but he was able to escape successfully within a minute of hiding it in the box.

But when Bai Chi approached and found that Zhao Zhen was covered with big and small injuries. Sometimes, Bai Chi couldn't figure it out and asked Zhao Zhen, "You are so rich and you are so capable, why do you want to do magic... Let's take a step back, even if you want to do magic, you can change coins and newspapers, why do you have to make it so dangerous?

Zhao Zhen smiled and pinched Bai Chi's chin, "Chichi, do you want to go to Sahara?"

Bai Chi looked at the sky helplessly, "What? You're talking about it again!"

Zhao Zhen was serious, "I'm serious, do you want to go?"

"What are you going there for? A place where birds don't shit." Bai Chi raised his eyebrows.

Zhao Zhen smiled without saying a word and continued to practice. At this time, three people walked into the closed training room.

Bai Chi turned around and saw the three magicians I met at the banquet last time. Zhao Zhen’s agent hurried out and said, “Several, we are training in a closed position.”

"What's the matter?" Another person came in from outside the door, and it was Yan Jiajia.

Bai Chi had a very bad impression of Yan Jiajia, and she was the biggest suspect in the police so far, so she stood up nervously and watched from the side, constantly recalling what Zhao Jue had said to him, "Tell Zhen, be careful when doing magic."

"I'm sorry, Miss Yan." Zhao Zhen's assistant, agent and assistant came forward to stop him, "This is not allowed to visit!"

Yan Jiajia seemed a little impatient, "Why are you so stingy? Isn't it just for people to see if you do magic?"

"This..." The assistant and others were embarrassed. In the pool not far away, Zhao Zhen floated up, took off his diving glasses and shook his hair, and said to the agent indifferently: "It's okay, let them see."

Yan Jiajia looked at Zhao Zhen for a moment and smiled slightly, "Master Zhao, please continue."

When Bai Chi saw a trace of interest flashing in Yan Jiajia's eyes, he immediately became alert and walked to the place near the pool to sit down so that he could see Zhao Zhen throughout the journey.

Zhao Zhen had not completely dived down at this time. Looking from the bottom of the water, he saw Bai Chi's slightly nervous side face... Zhao Zhen smiled... The water surface was shattered by blisters rising up... and cracked into the shape of petals and slowly dispersed.

...

Zhan Zhao almost always talked to Old Man Chang, going back and forth, and rumbling around, and he was talking none of the same sentences. He heard Bai Yutang feeling something was wrong but couldn't find a clear idea. He just felt that he was about to come out.

Finally, Zhan Zhao stood up and said goodbye.

He pulled Bai Yutang out with a puzzled look on his face. Zhan Zhao suddenly said to the old man before leaving, "Uncle, Lingling has friends, do you know?"

"Really?" The old man was shocked and quickly grabbed Zhan Zhao and refused to let him go. "What kind of girl? Are you beautiful? Are you good? Why don't you bring it back to me to see?!"

"Next time he comes back, ask him yourself." Zhan Zhao left the old man and helped him close the door. He turned around and saw Bai Yutang stunned with his mouth open.

"What's wrong? Zhan Zhao asked him with a smile.

"Maoer...you just said to your friend..." Bai Yutang adjusted for a while before speaking, "The old man asked...girl? Did he say An Lingli was lace, or..."

Zhan Zhao shook his head slightly, walked out, and said, "The old man always called An Lingli Lingling, not Lili or Lingli."

Bai Yutang frowned deeply, "What he said, maybe Lin Lin..."

Zhan Zhao nodded and said, "An Youdao's wife is crying, but also a child, not a daughter!"

"Is it the son who gave birth to An Youdao?" Bai Yutang was shocked, "Then..."
Chapter completed!