This brand is the type of wooden board that people who come to the station often use, with a piece of paper pasted on it and Zhou Yan is written on it.

As for why it is in mid-air...

This is because the person who was taking the station was crazy and used a two-meter-long stick tied under the wooden board, lifted it into the air, and swayed.

It seemed that this was not conspicuous enough, and the person holding the sign kept swinging around in the air from time to time.

Doing this can indeed allow people who leave the station to see it at a glance, but... Zhou Yan feels so ashamed!

Also, is the service of this [Najia Detective Agency] too friendly? It actually has connection services.

He lowered his head, squeezed through the crowd, and walked under the sign.

The person holding the sign was a thin guy who looked over 40 years old, but he still felt a very unsteady feeling in his eyes. He had a sharp mouth and a very thin beard.

"Hey, brother, please take the sign." Zhou Yan said in a low voice.

When the man saw Zhou Yan coming over, he quickly took out his cell phone.

There was actually a photo of Zhou Yan on the phone.

In the photo, Zhou Yan was sitting in the supermarket, drinking Coke, looking at the angle, it should have been taken by the supermarket owner.

The guy holding the sign compared Zhou Yan's face and then started laughing.

"Ah ha~ It's really Brother Zhou Yan, hehe, it's hard on the road." He smiled, and then put away the wooden stick more than two meters long.

If you don’t believe it, the wooden stick can still be folded, but the man folded it to a length of less than half a meter and squeezed it into the crunching nest.

"Brother Zhou Yan, please come here!"

That tone and expression were exactly the same as the waiter in the movie.

Zhou Yan's eyebrows twitched... "I said, brother, you are not suitable to call me elder brother at your age."

"Hey, our detective agency pays attention to everything and meticulously. We all talk about our own things. You call me elder brother, and I call you elder brother, so it's not delayed!"

As he said that, the man took Zhou Yan to a small alley, where there was a taxi that had been seen for a long time.

"Hehe, parking is charged for five yuan for parking in front of the station. No one cares about it here, so stop here. Brother Zhou Yan, get in the car." The man smiled and entered the cab left first.

"Tututu~Tutututu~" He started several times before starting the taxi.

Zhou Yan hesitated for a moment, got in the car and asked, "That... Is this car time to be inspected?"

"Hey~ Look at what you said, this car has been with me for almost 20 years, just like my own son. I know more about whether there is any problem with it. There is no need for annual inspection." After that, the man kicked the accelerator.

The small taxi wailed and rushed out of the alley.

Zhou Yan rubbed his nose and thought to himself, this [Najia Detective Agency] seems to be even more awesome than I imagined.

"Then... I wonder if this elder brother's surname is noble?"

"Oh, my surname is Zhang, and I'm at home."

"Hiss...so, should I call you Zhang San?"

"Hahaha, whatever you call it, I don't care about this." Brother Zhang turned around and showed a very friendly smile to Zhou Yan. It would be even better if he didn't let out a single yellow teeth.

.

Zhou Yan could not help but be amazed at his skillful driving skills, even if he didn't look at the road ahead, he could drive the car to 60 in the city.

"Then... I'll call you third brother." Zhou Yan said.

"Okay~"

"I wonder who the friend you are talking about is? Where is it? Are we going to see him now?"

"My friend is also a renter." The three smiled and said, "Let's go find him now."

"Oh! That's great, but... don't think I'm too verbal. The place I'm looking for can't be found on the map. Can your friend really be sure?"

"Of course, we can do our job. What are you talking about? We don't know, we may be bragging. But if we look for a place to recognize our way, then we will never be able to make nonsense before we make sure. This is

The dignity of the driver.”

"Uh... OK!" Zhou Yan nodded, as if he was a little relieved.

Along the way, our Brother Zhang San never lifted the accelerator, and his anger was full of sensation, just like other car racing.

They are faster than you: Mom~ Hurry up and die~

They are slower than you: Mom~ Look at your cowardly speed~

They are not fast or slow: Damn~ What if I want to have a fight with me?

Anyway, Zhou Yan also saw that the people in this 19 urban area have a tough folk custom, speak loudly and speak fiercely, but they are also very enthusiastic, and they have a sense of "to keep you drinking, I dare to let your tires go out.

'' posture.

I don't know if it's the reason why it's close to Russia.

Anyway, half an hour later, Zhang San pulled Zhou Yan down at the entrance of a restaurant.

The restaurant is not big, but the front is full of cars.

They are all taxis.

This kind of restaurant is a feature in the 19 urban areas, collectively known as [Driving Restaurant]

Every day, you will start meals at noon, evening, and midnight.

It is for the service of drivers in the city.

The old man and the aunt have made more than ten dishes. When they enter the door, they charge according to the head. They point out whatever they want to eat, and give you a spoonful and leave after eating. The charge is cheap, but the taste is surprisingly good. Some drivers have identified one.

The restaurant has been eaten for several years.

In this kind of place, local snakes and gangsters in the neighborhood generally dare not provoke them. Although there is only an old couple, if you dare to make trouble in such a place, dozens of taxis will instantly be surrounded by you.

At this time, it was the time for the drivers to have lunch.

Zhou Yan followed Brother Zhang San and walked in.

The people in the house were crowded...

Among the many people, Zhang San stared at a bald man, walked over immediately, and patted the man's head.

"Damn it?!"

The man was stunned and stood up: "Damn... Third brother, what's the matter?"

The man was one head taller than Zhang San, but when he saw Zhang San, his tone became weaker again after he saw him.

"Stop eating!" Zhang San said angrily, then pointed to Zhou Yan: "Then, this is the customer I mentioned to you."

"Oh, Lee... didn't hesitate to that person.

"Zhou!" Zhang San reminded.

"Oh, Brother Zhou!" The man was called the surname.

Zhou Yanzhe nodded awkwardly: "You are kind. Uh... I don't know this brother, I really know this place [Suihua City, Huanghe Road, Sunday Bar]?"

"Yes, Brother Zhou."

The man nodded with certainty, and then...
Chapter completed!