"Just go back. We don't have any alcohol with us right now, but we have some at home."

Cui Jiawang and his two companions were not to be outdone.

"We want to drink too."

Zhuang Zhimeng laughed.

"We have everything. After we finish eating, Aber and I will deliver it to your homes."

“Sure, you can take us to the municipal government's residential compound, where we’ll all stay.”

"Don't any of you live in the military region?"

"No, the rest of us left the military a long time ago and now we all work for the municipal government."

"Doesn't that mean he's colleagues with my godfather?"

"We're colleagues, though; a few of us manage different departments."

Cui Jiawang went out to arrange for the dishes to be served.

An Qingbai made the suggestion.

“We’ll send one jar to each of you grandfathers first. Let us know when you’ve finished it, and we’ll send you more.”

Zhan Zhixi was quite happy.

"Okay, we'll leave our phone number with you and keep in touch."

Zhuang Zhimeng and An Qingbai both agreed.

Zhuang Zhimeng asked about it during the meal.

"Grandpa, I heard about that murderer. Has he been caught yet?"

"Sigh, just thinking about this gives me a headache."

We receive letters from the public every day, accusing us of not doing our job and not arresting murderers.

The key point is that we have already sent several people over to investigate the situation.

Only civilians saw the murderer; our men saw no one else unusual.

"Could he be hiding in someone's house?"

By the way, have you seen your house yet?

"Didn't you use that house, Ya Ya, to make clothes?"

"Yes, but we haven't been there for two months."

Could it be that he thought the place was deserted, so he hid in that house?

"If that's the case, it's very likely. Give me the key after you finish eating, and I'll send someone over to check it out."

Zhuang Bingqian picked up a piece of food and put it in his mouth before looking at his friend.

"Old Shang, don't go charging into battle by yourself. You're a desperate man, too dangerous."

"Don't worry, I'm old and frail, I can't outrun them."

Zhan Zhixi suddenly put down his chopsticks.

"Old Zhuang, how about we go take a look together after dinner?"

"Fine, you're still the same as always, you want to sleep with these things whenever you see them."

"That's right, it's ingrained in their bones."

Zhuang Zhimeng and An Qingbai exchanged a glance and spoke in unison.

"Let's go too."

Zhuang Bingqian thought about it and agreed.

"Okay, let's go together."