Chapter 14: Investigator Zhang Yan

On the outskirts of Ping'an Town, at the entrance of Yuanqiao Village.

Zhang Yan was half kneeling on the ground, and at his feet was the dirt road from Yuanqiao Village to Ping'an Town.

He lightly tapped the dirt with his fingers once or twice, and after getting a little dirt, he moved closer to his eyes, rubbed it carefully and observed it.

"The traces are new, which means that someone has been here in a vehicle in the past few days, and judging by the size of the team, there should be a lot of people!"

After pondering for a moment, he analyzed slowly, and had a rough judgment on the size of the convoy passing by here.

Having said that, it is not known who that convoy was, whether the other party was passing through Ping'an Town, or hiding somewhere in Ping'an Town.

The most important thing is that all the traces in Yuanqiao Village have been erased, and the opponent's methods are not small, and the traces that can be found cannot point to the target.

"Professionals, the origin is unknown!" Zhang Yan could only make such a judgment.

He looked up at the wheel marks on the ground, and finally looked in the direction of Ping'an Town in the distance.

"Forget it, I haven't been back to Ping'an Town for a long time, so I'll go back and have a look this time."

He had no clues for a while, so he could only drive the vehicle to Ping'an Town, hoping to find clues about those people in the town.

Ping An Town.

The Bai family mansion, the basement.

Master Bai showed a sad face, standing alone in front of a closed iron gate.

Inside the iron gate, the man in black was using tricks on the cub of the alien beast. As for the specific situation, others couldn't get in, so naturally they had no way of knowing.

On both sides of the iron gate, there are still two men in black standing. They are guarding the place, and no one is allowed to approach.

The two men in black guarding here were expressionless, but one of them suddenly took out an old-fashioned push-button mobile phone and answered a call.

Although after the invasion of alien beasts, the thermal weapons all over the world are ineffective, but some electronic devices that are not capable of attacking can still be used. At least mobile phones can be used to maintain communication.

However, these electrical appliances are not without limitations. The call distance of mobile phones has become very close, and signal tower coverage is required.

"Master Bai, go to the top and have a look. There is news that people from the Martial Artists Association have come to Ping'an Town. You must not show your feet!"

After the man in black hung up the phone, he exhorted Master Bai.

Although this is the residence of Master Bai, this group of men in black turned their backs on customers, and sent Master Bai around for business, but he became a servant instead.

Master Bai sighed secretly, then looked back at a corner of the basement, with a hint of meaning in his eyes, and then quickly walked up the stairs.

"It's a blessing or a curse. It's a disaster. I hope I made the right choice at the beginning. Let's get through this hurdle first!"

He walked up the stairs to the first floor, and just after he walked out of the basement entrance, a figure was already waiting here.

"Father, who are those people? Why did they come to my house?" Bai Shaofeng asked curiously as he looked at the men in black who were patrolling at the door.

"Shaofeng, they are father's business partners, and they are temporarily staying here for a few days, so don't worry about them."

Master Bai was still a little worried, and immediately told him: "By the way, go back to school early, you don't need to worry about Xiao Cong's homework, I will help him find a tutor, after all, you still have studies, don't go both ways ,easily distracted."

"Oh well."

Bai Shaofeng nodded after hearing this, and then walked out the door.

"It's rare to go home together, I'll go to town to see."

"go Go."

Master Bai felt relieved and waved his hand.

But when Bai Shaofeng walked out of the door, he nodded to the men in black walking by on both sides, and passed them intentionally or unintentionally.

"The old stuff is hidden from me very deeply. It seems that I have no chance to touch it. Please implement plan B!"

He deliberately paused for a while, and whispered in a voice that could only be heard by the man in black.

"Also, he said he wanted to hire a tutor, and he could arrange for someone to come over.

"

Several people then separated, Bai Shaofeng walked towards the garage, and drove to Ping'an Town after a while.

...

Ping An Town, the center of the town.

Looking at the familiar but unfamiliar street in front of him, Zhang Yan was filled with emotion.

When he left here at the beginning, he didn't expect that it would last ten years, and now he has returned to his hometown.

His parents were killed by alien beast attacks when he was a child, which also made him rely on himself since he was a child. Although Ping'an Town is home to him, it is not a real home.

There was a roar of a motor, and a handsome red sports car sped past the cement road in the center of the town, and passers-by all around looked sideways.

It was evening now, and some off-duty workers and some young students could be vaguely seen on the road.

When the sports car passed by, those students all showed envy and excitement.

"Ping'an Town is not a big place, when will someone be able to drive such an expensive car?"

Zhang Yan glanced at the vehicle behind him. Compared with the sports car just now, his vehicle was just a lump of iron.

"Looking at the shape of the vehicle, it should be driven by a young man, but why would a young man like to stay in Ping'an Town?"

He pondered secretly in his heart, full of thoughts.

He has been an investigator in the Martial Artists Association for so long. When he sees some unusual things, he will think about some possibilities. This has become a habit of his.

And the sports car that passed by just now made him feel that the owner of the car appeared in Ping'an Town, and there was definitely something wrong with it.

"I don't have any clues now, do you want to investigate?"

He is hesitating, because his guess is groundless. Although the investigators of the Martial Artists Association are suspicious, they will not investigate casually based on some guesses.

If you do useless work, it is easy to distract your energy.

"Hey, isn't this Xiao Zhang!" Just as he was thinking, a middle-aged woman recognized him.

Zhang Yan looked back, and saw that the person who came was still an acquaintance of his.

"So it's Aunt Chen!"

The person who greeted him was a middle-aged woman with slightly curly hair, a wide body and a fat body, wearing a hemp skirt and holding a vegetable basket in her hand.

She was Chen Yingying's own mother, the widow Chen who opened a restaurant in the town.

Because she opened a restaurant all the year round, her face was slightly darkened by the oily smoke, and her hands were also calloused from cooking.

At this moment, the woman was looking at Zhang Yan with a smiling expression, as if she saw some relative.

"It's really Xiao Zhang. I heard that you were admitted to Jinnan University's martial arts department. After graduation, have you become a martial artist? How is your job now? Have you entered the martial arts association..."

Widow Chen crackled, as if the elder cared about the younger generation, and she opened her mouth to inquire about Zhang Yan's situation.

"Aunt Chen, I'm on a mission recently, and it's rare for me to come back, so I won't bother you any more."

Zhang Yan knew that it would be a matter of time before his identity was revealed, but he never expected that he would be greeted with such a "warm" hospitality just after being recognized.

"Excuse me, why bother, Xiao Zhang, you are so out of touch!" Seeing this, Widow Chen would not let Zhang Yan go.

"Let's go, let's eat dinner at my house today, Auntie, I will cook some dishes for you today!"

After saying that, she grabbed Zhang Yan and dragged him towards her small restaurant.

"This, what a shame..."

Although Zhang Yan felt that something was wrong, he left Jingui City in a hurry at that time, and he hadn't found a place to stay yet.

In addition, he did not eat less of the dishes made by Widow Chen back then, and he was really moved after hesitating for a while, but he was really pulled by the other party.

In fact, with his warrior physique, if he really didn't want to go, with Widow Chen's strength, how could he pull a warrior.

This is a typical mouth saying no, but the body is very honest.

"By the way, Xiao Zhang, our girl is also going to take the college entrance examination recently. Didn't you graduate from martial arts? Sit down for a while later, and when my girl comes back, you can talk to her. I'm also worried about this girl, really If you are admitted to martial arts, I don't know which school to choose..."

Along the way, Widow Chen started nagging again, which made Zhang Yan feel dizzy.

But after listening to Widow Chen brag, he also remembered Chen Yingying, who was a little girl who ran with Widow Chen back then, but she didn't expect to take the martial arts exam now.

When she arrived at the restaurant, Widow Chen went straight to the kitchen.

There are not many seats in this restaurant, there are only three tables in front and back, and it can accommodate more than a dozen people. It looks like a small business.

And it's not a weekend now, and there is no customer in the whole restaurant, so Zhang Yan randomly chose a seat to sit down.

"It's exactly the same as back then. It seems that ten years have passed, and nothing has changed here!"

Looking at the familiar layout around him, he instinctively picked up a pair of chopsticks, one in each hand like a child, and began to knock on the table.

This was the action he waited for when he was eating in Widow Chen's restaurant back then. When he returned to Ping'an Town, he couldn't help but feel like he was back in the past.

Ten minutes later, the food was ready.

Widow Chen was in high spirits today and made seven or eight small stir-fries.

Zhang Yan looked at the dishes on the table, then at the widow Chen who took off her scarf and sat next to her with a smile, always feeling that the other party had something up her sleeve.

Suddenly, Zhang Yan frowned and looked towards the entrance of the restaurant.

"It's delicious. Although it's a home-cooked dish, it has an inexplicable attraction to me. If there is a chance in the future, I really want 'Er Fatty' and 'Sanya' to try it!"

I saw a young man wearing a brown detective hat and a long black trench coat walk into the restaurant, casually stared at the dishes on Zhang Yan's table, and smiled slightly.

After all, he walked to an empty seat, took off his hat and casually put it aside, then unbuttoned his windbreaker, revealing the white shirt he was wearing underneath.

From the profile, this person is slender, slender, not burly, and his age is about twenty-four or five years old, relatively young.

His chin is slightly pointed, his lips are slightly thick, his skin is fair, his eyes are clear and bright, and he looks a little handsome.

"This guest, what do you want to eat?" Widow Chen asked reflexively when she saw the guest coming.

"The dishes on that table are pretty good, how about serving me the same one?" The visitor pointed to the table in front of Zhang Yan, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and said with a smile.

"Okay, wait a moment." Widow Chen could only tie on her scarf and walked to the back kitchen.

After a while, the sound of cooking sounded.

In the restaurant, Zhang Yan looked a little dignified, while the other person still maintained a smiling attitude.