Time Travel: The Survival of Li Zhi

Chapter 361 Zhang Zhouqian 2

Cheng Fengzi's eyes fell on Mingyue, and he saw that this originally energetic young man had been running around day and night for the past few days and did not even have time to take a nap.

He looked haggard, his face was as pale as paper, there were dark circles under his eyes, and he looked extremely tired.

Feng Cheng and Mingyue had always had a good relationship, and now he was filled with heartache. He advised with concern: "Mingyue, you look so tired, why don't you go back and have a good rest first, don't exhaust yourself. I'm here, don't worry."

Mingyue shook his head firmly. Although he understood Cheng Fengzi's good intentions, he still said, "Uncle Cheng, I'm really fine. Catching those two people is the real thing!"

Seeing that he was so determined, Cheng Fengzi said no more and just sighed secretly.

He looked around the house, and after a thorough search, they were sure that the two thieves were not hiding here.

Cheng Fengzi called out to Mingyue, "No one is here, let's go!"

Then, he was the first to walk out of the house.

The afternoon sun was scorching hot, pouring down on the earth wantonly, the light so blinding that it was difficult to look directly at.

Fengzi Cheng couldn't help but narrow his eyes, raised his hand to block the strong light, turned around and asked the guard outside: "We have been looking for quite some time, is there any news about those two people?"

The yamen runner bowed respectfully to Fengzi Cheng, then shook his head helplessly and replied, "Your Excellency, there is no news yet. The brothers in the government office have all dispersed. Yanling City is not big, so there should be news soon."

Although the bailiff said so, Cheng Fengzi still frowned after hearing it.

Although Cheng Fengzi has an exceptionally keen sense of smell, it is mainly aimed at evil spirits.

He was only slightly better than ordinary people in smelling the scent of ordinary people. Once the two people mixed into the crowded place, their scents would mix with each other, and it would be difficult for Cheng Fengzi to track them by smell.

Therefore, at this moment, even if Cheng Fengzi had extraordinary abilities, he could only pin his hopes on these yamen runners and rely on them to search around the city.

It was obvious that Cheng Fengzi did not trust what the yamen runner said. From the information he learned, Zhang Zhou and Qian Er had been working hard in Yanling City since childhood. He was afraid that they were more familiar with Yanling City than they, the yamen runners.

If this kind of person is determined to play hide-and-seek with them, it may not be easy to find him.

However, fortunately, Cheng Fengzi and his men issued a wanted order in time, which at least made some people more cautious.

"Uncle Cheng, I'm afraid it's not a good idea for us to keep searching aimlessly like this."

Mingyue followed Fengzi Cheng out of the house. He frowned and said with a worried look on his face, "The longer we delay, the more likely they are to escape."

Fengzi Cheng naturally understood this, but when he heard Mingyue say this, he also spoke to comfort her, "Don't panic, there are capable people in the Night Patrol Department. I specially asked him to come over to help, I believe he will be here soon, and then he will make sure those two people will have nowhere to hide."

Despite Cheng Fengzi's soothing words, Mingyue's frown still showed no sign of relaxing. Just as he was about to say something else, suddenly, a yamen runner rushed in from outside with a hurried look and panicked steps.

The bailiff was running out of breath, his face flushed. When he saw Crazy Cheng, he reported breathlessly, "Master Cheng! We have a clue! We just received news that someone found suspicious signs in an abandoned house in the west of the city. It is very likely that this is where the two are hiding."

When Cheng Fengzi and Mingyue heard this, their expressions suddenly changed, and a hint of excitement and anticipation flashed in their eyes.

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"Second brother, are you serious?"

Zhang Zhou's brows were twisted into a knot, his eyes were as sharp as torches, and he stared at Qian Er with suspicion in his eyes.

Although he looked in a miserable state at the moment, his face was haggard and his body was thin due to days of fleeing, and his whole body seemed to have been drained of its energy.

But when he frowned, the aura emanating from his body was still strong, and the sense of oppression made Qian Er's heart tighten, as if an invisible mountain was pressing down on him.

Qian Er pulled the corners of his mouth, and with great effort, he managed to force out a stiff and unnatural smile, and said in a casual tone: "Brother, look at what you said, can I really lie to you?"

Zhang Zhou's eyes, which seemed a little dull due to fatigue, stared at Qian Er for a long time without saying a word.

Qian Er felt frightened by this gaze, and cold sweat gradually appeared on his forehead, and his back was already soaked with sweat.

Just when Qian Er could no longer bear the oppressive atmosphere, Zhang Zhou finally looked away and said coldly, "Then do as you say!"

Qian Er's eyes flashed with a barely perceptible joy. He nodded hurriedly, responding like a chicken pecking at rice: "Okay, big brother! Don't worry."

The two men were like two mice hiding in the dark, tiptoeing and stealing away from the house where they were hiding.

They crouched and moved forward carefully along the wall, looking left and right along the way, vigilantly observing the movements around them for fear of being discovered.

Soon, they arrived near a larger house nearby.

Qian Er had secretly visited this house yesterday. According to the information he had gathered, this was the place where a wealthy businessman in Yanling City kept his mistress. There was only a delicate and charming woman and an elderly nanny in the house.

As Qian Er said, this is simply a piece of fat meat right in front of your mouth, and it would be a pity not to take a bite.

Qian Er's plan was simple, which was to hijack this family and steal some gold and silver. With these valuables, they would have more confidence and protection on their way to escape.

At first, Zhang Zhou did not quite agree with this.

He knew that they were like rats crossing the street, everyone was calling for their death, and every move was watched. If they accidentally exposed their tracks just to rob some money, it would be a loss.

However, Qian Er made a solemn promise and assured Zhang Zhou that everything would be safe.

Moreover, Zhang Zhou thought, if there were really only two powerless women in the room, with his and Qian Er's skills, even if they were in a state of disarray, it would not be difficult to subdue them. After weighing the pros and cons, Zhang Zhou finally reluctantly agreed to Qian Er's plan.

Just as they quietly approached the house, Qian Er suddenly let out a suppressed cry of surprise.

Although the exclamation was very quiet, it was like a bolt from the blue to Zhang Zhou, and instantly made his nerves tense to the extreme.

He was so frightened that he trembled all over and looked back hurriedly. He saw Qian Er holding his foot with pain written all over his face. Zhang Zhou was extremely worried and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong? What happened?"

Qian Er's eyebrows were twisted into knots, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. He endured the pain and whispered, "Brother, help me up. There seems to be something wrong with my foot."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zhou reached out his hand without hesitation and pulled Qian Er up.

Qian Er tried to stand up, but as soon as he exerted force, he grimaced in pain, staggered and almost fell.

He shook his head helplessly and said to Zhang Zhou in frustration: "Brother, I think my foot is sprained and I can't use my strength."

Zhang Zhou's face instantly turned so gloomy that water could drip out of it. He couldn't help but curse in a low voice: "Fuck it!"

It was unclear whether he was cursing Qian Er's carelessness or complaining about their terrible luck.

Qian Er also had an ugly expression on his face. He looked at Zhang Zhou with a guilty look on his face and asked cautiously, "Brother, what should we do now? Otherwise, should we find a place to hide first and wait until my foot is healed?"

Zhang Zhou glared at Qian Er fiercely, then looked at the house which was very close behind him, and made some calculations in his mind.

After hesitating for a moment, he gritted his teeth and said, "How about this, since you have a disability, you just stand guard outside and I'll go in by myself. You keep a close eye on me and notify me immediately if there's any movement."

When Qian Er heard this, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes that was hard to conceal, but he reacted very quickly and immediately lowered his head, fearing that Zhang Zhou would notice.

He pretended to feel extremely guilty and whispered, "It's all my fault. I was too careless. I'm holding big brother back now. Big brother, you must be careful."

Zhang Zhou forced a smile and consoled him, "What nonsense are you talking about? We have been through life and death together for so many years, and there is no difference between you and me. This is just a small matter, don't take it to heart."

As he spoke, Zhang Zhou patted Qian Er's shoulder heavily, as if to encourage him, or to give himself courage, "Watch closely, I'm going in. Don't let me down."

After saying this, Zhang Zhou grabbed the wall of the house with both hands, pushed hard, and climbed up like an agile monkey. Then, he turned over and jumped lightly into the house.

After seeing Zhang Zhou climb over the wall and enter the house with his own eyes, Qian Er's originally tense nerves instantly relaxed.

The guilt on his face disappeared instantly, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a smug smile.

Then he turned around and ran away, as fast as an arrow from a bow. There was no sign that he had sprained his ankle just now.