Zuo Qing took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

"Don't worry, there are many rising stars among us Night Watchmen in the past two years. Sooner or later, you will be able to speak up."

"Then I'll wait and see." Mr. Chen smiled.

Zuo Qing's eyes narrowed slightly, and he waved to Tan Maoxun who was standing beside him. The latter left the interrogation room and locked the door.

"I'm here to remind you that we have found the trace of the [Masked] team." Zuo Qing said lightly.

"Oh?" Old Chen raised his eyebrows, seeming a little surprised.

"I must remind you that some things you confess voluntarily are completely different from what I say myself. If you confess now, I can give you a decent death."

"Haha." Old Chen chuckled. "You want to trick me into talking? Isn't this method too primitive?"

"Do you really think I'm trying to trick you?"

Zuo Qing calmly took out his cell phone, enlarged the map, and pointed to a certain location on it.

"Ningchang County, coastal fishing village."

When he saw the address marked in red, Mr. Chen's pupils shrank slightly.

His expression became serious for the first time since he entered the interrogation room.

"You don't seem to be able to hide your surprise at all." Zuo Qing said calmly, "Don't you think I'm tricking you?"

"How did you find it?" Old Chen asked doubtfully, "I should have erased all traces."

"I told you, there are quite a few rising stars in the Night's Watch in the past two years."

Mr. Chen fell silent.

"Is it [Nightfall]?" After an unknown amount of time, Old Chen slowly spoke.

"They have already entered the fishing village to look for clues, and our follow-up team is also on the way to the fishing village..." Zuo Qing walked in front of Elder Chen and spoke word by word, "If you have anything else to say, it's not too late."

Hearing this, Mr. Chen was startled, as if he remembered something.

"What day is today?"

This sudden question made Zuo Qing frown slightly. After hesitating for a while, he answered truthfully, "No. 14."

"The 14th..." Old Chen muttered the date, with the corners of his mouth rising. He sneered in a low voice for a moment, and then burst into laughter uncontrollably.

His laughter echoed in the interrogation room, eerie and terrifying.

"What are you laughing at?" Zuo Qing asked coldly.

"I'm laughing at you. You actually let the Nightfall team go in like this." Chen Lao's old face was covered with wrinkles. "I originally just wanted to kill the most threatening Mask, but I didn't expect that I could also kill a Nightfall... What a pleasant surprise."

Zuo Qing's face suddenly turned gloomy.

He suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed Mr. Chen by the collar, and put his face in front of him with his eyes wide open.

"What do you mean?"

Chen Lao's messy silver hair hung down in front of his old face. His deep and turbid eyes stared at Zuo Qing's furious eyes quietly. He spoke slowly, "Don't you understand yet? Zuo Qing... [Mask] and [Night], both can't come back.

The demise of the two special teams will push Daxia directly into an endless abyss... In this battle, the Night's Watch will undoubtedly lose."

"Asshole!" Zuo Qing could no longer control his anger and punched Chen Lao in the face, knocking him to the ground. "Chen Lu, what on earth did you prepare in that fishing village?!"

"I haven't prepared anything." Chen Lao lay on his back on the ground and smiled, "It's just that 'they' were already looking there..."

When Zuo Qing heard the word "they", his brows furrowed tightly. He was about to pull Old Chen up to ask him something, but after a pause, he pushed the door and left the interrogation room.

"Where is the Nightfall team?" Zuo Qing asked coldly.

"After they sent back the address, they entered the fishing village."

"Contact them. Whether or not you have found any clues about the Mask, retreat from there immediately!"

"...No, Commander Zuo." The technicians in the technical department quickly tapped on the keyboard, with a little cold sweat on their foreheads. "Their signal is lost, just like...

Just like the Masked Squad."

Zuo Qing's face turned ugly.

He stood there and thought for a moment, then gave another order, "The location of the fasting center should not be far from there, let the Master rush over now."

"yes."

"...and more." Zuo Qing glanced at Mr. Chen in the interrogation room, his eyes narrowed slightly, "Bring me all his biographical information, and search to see if there is any connection between him and the small fishing village in Ningchang County..."

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Fishing village.

Knock knock knock!

"Who is it?"

A fisherman opened the door and saw three people standing outside, and suddenly froze in place.

A fat man with a hideous scar on his face, but grinning; a man with a fierce look who didn't look like a good guy; and a bad youth with a cigarette in his mouth, staring at him with narrowed eyes...

"Good evening, big brother. We are lost tourists..." Baili Pangpang cleared his throat and was about to say something when the villager quickly hid behind the door as if he had seen a ghost.

Bang--!

There was only a dull sound, and the door was closed tightly, followed by a crisp sound of locking.

Baili Pangpang's smile froze in the evening breeze.

Cao Yuan: ...

Shen Qingzhu: ...

"Which house is this?" Shen Qingzhu held a cigarette, exhaled lightly, and spoke with some melancholy.

"The fourth family..." Baili Pangpang replied dejectedly, "What's going on? Are the people in this village so vigilant? Why don't they even listen to what others say?"

"I feel that no normal person would let the three of us stay overnight." Cao Yuan said dimly.

"What should we do then?"

"This is not a solution." Shen Qingzhu pondered for a moment, "I think we should play to our strengths and avoid our weaknesses."

"Play to our strengths and avoid our weaknesses?" Baili Pangpang became interested. "Tell me in detail, what are our strengths?"

"Our shortcoming is that we don't look like good citizens, but we have one advantage..." Shen Qingzhu patted Baili Pangpang's shoulder and said seriously, "We are rich, very rich."

Baili Pangpang's eyes gradually lit up!

A few minutes later.

As soon as a house's door opened, Baili Pangpang suddenly grabbed the door with one hand, took out several thick stacks of banknotes from his arms with the other hand, and stuffed them into the crack of the door frantically.

"Brother! Don't close the door yet! We are lost tourists. We will stay here for one night. I will give you 50,000 yuan per night!"

Following Baili Pangpang's words, the villager was slightly stunned, and his hand on the door loosened a little.

"Fifty thousand?" He squatted down with a strange expression, picked up a hundred-dollar bill from the ground, looked at it carefully for a moment, and frowned.

He threw the bill away with all his strength and said angrily, "You still dare to stay overnight with fake bills? Get out of here now! Or I'll call for help!"

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