The Three Realms of Super Students

When Zhao Weiqiang was surprised, he followed Zhang Xiaofan's eyes and saw that the person he said was the old man from Zhou, and then he shrugged and relaxed, saying:

"This is Grandpa Zhou of our village. He has lived in Qinghe Village for generations."

"It's just, I remember the old man was in good health when he came back to see him at the police station last time."

"Why did you meet this time, and I feel a little bad ..."

"Yep..."

The expression on Zhang Xiaofan's face remained unchanged. He retracted his gaze towards the old man Zhou, pretending to be indifferent and proceeded two steps forward.

When he came to the corner of the village entrance, he turned directly, his face was serious, and he said:

"Grandpa the week you said before, you told me where his home is."

"Also, is there any other route to his house? I'll get to his home before this old man!"

Seeing Zhang Xiaofan's serious face, he didn't seem to be joking!

Zhao Weiqiang also realized something for the first time, he didn't dare to neglect to answer quickly:

"Yes! We have many small alleys in Qinghe Village. Mr. Zhang, come with me."

Talking, Zhao Weiqiang took the wind at his feet and took Zhang Xiaofan directly towards another secluded trail.

On the road, Zhao Weiqiang asked Zhang Xiaofan while walking:

"Mr. Zhang listened to your tone just now. Do you suspect that members of the drug gang are hiding in Grandpa Zhou's house?"

"I don't hide in my grandfather's house this week. I'm not sure yet."

"But there is one thing I can be sure of. That is Grandpa Zhou in your mouth, he must be the eyeliner of the poisonous gang in Qinghe Village."

Zhang Xiaofan had a serious face, one word at a time, and said.

"Working for drug lords?"

"This ... this is impossible, Grandpa Zhou is the one I know best, he has kept his duty all his life."

"Don't say it has anything to do with the drug gangs. He hasn't even visited our Qinghe village a few times in his life."

"Mr. Zhang, are you saying that Grandpa Zhou is the eyeliner of the drug lord organization?"

After seeing Zhang Xiaofan's outspoken suspicion that the villagers of Qinghe Village were the minions of the drug poisoning organization.

Zhao Weiqiang, who was born and raised in Qinghe Village, felt quite uncomfortable. He immediately retorted and said.

"Ha ha ... who said he volunteered for the drug gangs?"

"He was sent down, his mind was controlled by that descending division, and he was controlled by the ghosts, even though the ghosts gave them to him, and he did what he wanted."

Zhang Xiaofan said in explanation for the period.

"So it is ..."

Hearing that, Zhao Weiqiang suddenly showed a stunned color, saying:

"In weekdays, Grandpa Zhou can be said to be polite and courteous. He also likes to play mahjong with the villagers.

"But recently, I heard the villagers say that Grandpa Zhou has changed his temper."

"Not only does the door not go out, but the door is not walked, even if it goes out, it wanders around the village aimlessly."

"It looks silly to look at it, and the villagers thought that Grandpa Zhou was not in good spirits and suffered from Alzheimer's disease in advance ..."

Zhao Weiqiang was very dangerous when he heard that Grandpa Zhou might have been given by a drug gang organization.

As a result, the pace under his feet grew faster, and finally he started to trot ...