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Chapter 524 Under the calming lake surface

Hearing this, a flash of fierce light flashed under the lens.

"I will investigate this matter as soon as possible. I will bring that person's head to the boss."

"Check it.

"If he can kill Mr. Hua, he must be an expert. I would like to meet this person."

The middle-aged man took a sip of red wine and said in a calm and steady tone: "In addition, all previous transactions and channels with Mr. Hua have been cut off. Sweep and clean everything that needs to be done without leaving any trace."

"Yes, the job will be done immediately."

After Director Dong finished speaking, he glanced at the man several times and hesitated to speak.

"Just tell me if you have anything to say."

"Last time, I heard from Mr. Hua that he had asked someone to find a good fire cloth. Is it...?"

The middle-aged man glanced at the man.

"Can't you understand me?"

"I don't dare to do this in a humble position."

Consul Dong's nerves suddenly became tense, big beads of sweat fell from the corners of his eyes, and he shivered: "It's just that this thing is very important to the boss, otherwise it will have to be replaced every month."

Hearing this, the man's cold and sinister eyes softened slightly, but his tone was still undeniable:

"Just do your own thing."

"I understand the humble position!"

The middle-aged man got up and got out of bed. Director Dong immediately picked up a silk robe from the hanger and put it on him.

"Where's Mr. Wu?"

"Mr. Wu left Binhai yesterday."

The director then reported.

"Is the information he provided accurate? Has the news been passed back?"

The middle-aged man asked immediately, his usual Gujing Wubo tone actually sounded a little anxious.

"This is exactly what I have to report to my boss."

Director Dong knew in his heart that this was the matter that the boss was most concerned about, and he did not dare to neglect it. He immediately replied: "The news just came back, the information is accurate, the trace was indeed found, but it disappeared again during the pursuit."

Hearing this sentence, the middle-aged man was not angry at all, but showed a bright smile: "Okay, okay, I knew she was still alive, and she couldn't just die like that!"

"But, is Mr. Wu reliable?"

Director Dong couldn't help but said with some worry: "He has a mysterious origin and is very powerful. We know nothing about him except his name. Could such a person..."

"Everyone takes what he needs."

The middle-aged man saw this clearly, "I can tell that he is the same type of person as me."

Since the boss said this, Director Dong talked about another thing: "Mrs. Mi said that she has something important that she would like to talk to the boss about."

"she?"

The man's eyes were a little surprised and he asked directly: "What's the matter?"

Director Dong smiled slightly: "I just said that I have a big deal and I want to talk to the boss."

"Big deal."

The middle-aged man lowered his eyelids, showing a somewhat interested expression.

Immediately, he thought for a moment and then ordered:

"Then I'll postpone tomorrow's meeting with the prefect. I'll go see Mrs. Mi first."

Although the tone was understated, the content behind the words was surprising. The prefect was the top leader of the city, and he could postpone the scheduled meeting, which showed his confidence in his position.

"Okay, I'll do it later."

Director Dong also looked like he was not surprised and said with a smile:

"Mrs. Mi is very satisfied with the cooperation last time. It seems that good business will come to her this time."

The middle-aged man walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window and looked down with his eyebrows slightly lowered.

It was as if the whole city was trampled under its feet.

"I heard that her business was disrupted last time?"

"There is such a thing."

Director Dong stood behind the man and said in a low voice: "Just half a year ago, the two monsters under Mrs. Mi did not work well and were caught by the patrol department, almost uprooting the entire industry."

"Hahaha."

The middle-aged man laughed twice without meaning.

The glass mirror in front of her seemed to reflect a woman's face, dignified and majestic, with a breathtaking sensual charm all over her body.

The smile at the corner of his mouth got deeper.





In the camera, a man in a white protective suit was sorting out the relics, moving vigorously and quickly. The teacups, bowls, chopsticks, and books that looked beautiful were all placed in white boxes.

By the end, the whole room became empty.

It can only be described as lonely.

But at this time, I saw a man standing in front of a glass cabinet, raising his hand to move the cabinet away. Unexpectedly, he saw that there was a cave behind it. It was a double-sided glass cabinet with many anime figures placed inside.

"Director An, just take these back." Li Kui turned around and said with a smile.

"cough."

As soon as she saw these figures, An Ling's eyes quickly turned red and she coughed dryly: "Okay."

Immediately, the two sat on the chairs.

An Ling adjusted the position of the camera, took a deep breath to adjust her mentality, and began the final interview:

"How long has Mr. Li been organizing relics?"

"It's been a long time."

Li Kui put his hands flat on his knees and said with emotion: "If you do the math, it's been five years."

An Ling asked: "Why did you choose this profession in the first place?"

"Hahaha."

Li Kui couldn't help but laugh and said: "When I graduated from college, I was frivolous and always wanted to take a different path. At that time, I just came into contact with the organization of relics and thought it was a very meaningful job. In the blink of an eye, five years later, I also

I opened a very small company.”

"Sounds very inspiring."

An Ling smiled slightly:

"You said that organizing relics is a meaningful job. I would like to know what you think is meaningful?"

"It's hard for people to let go of memories.

"The moment an object is called a relic, its existence becomes a memory between the living and the dead."

The smile on Li Kui's face dropped and he said seriously:

"Relics are a reflection of the user. Although they cannot be spoken out, they may convey more information than words. What we organize are the relics left by a person in the world, which is his last connection with the world."

"I once watched a movie, and there was a classic line in it: If no one remembers you in the living world, you will disappear forever."

"Whether it was before or now, I believe that the work of organizing relics is to build a bridge of communication between life and death, so that the dead can be commemorated and the living can be comforted."

An Ling looked at Li Kui steadily: "I feel great about what you said."

"There's nothing remarkable about it."

Li Kui waved his hands helplessly: "Although it is a meaningful job, it does not make money. Many people in Daqin think that sorting out relics is a very troublesome thing, and they even think it is unnecessary to do it.

"Why do we need help from others to sort out relics? Isn't it just about putting things away?"

Time passed little by little.

The sun shone on the side of Li Kui's face, his expression serious.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, Mr. Li. Our interview is officially over."

An Ling put away the camera equipment and said sincerely: "Thank you for helping Yiru pack up his belongings. I really appreciate it."

"Easy to do."

Li Kui glanced to the side and smiled: "Let me help you put the figure together."

"Thanks."

"By the way, Director An, what did the patrol department say about Chen Yiru?"

An Ling was slightly startled, pursed her lips and said, "The yamen officer found Yiru's car in the river. Qingyan and him were both inside. After investigation, it was a car accident and he fell into the water. Later I went to the morgue to see him."

"Their bodies were too soaked in water."

"That's it."

Li Kui was thoughtful.

It seems that the Great Wall has a set of stability maintenance procedures to deal with emergencies in this area. The bodies of Chen Yiru and Hua Qingyan are undoubtedly fake, but they can comfort the families of the deceased.

Brothers, there are a lot of foreshadowings in this chapter, so please pay attention.

Thanks to Wuwei for his two monthly passes, to Brother Lu for his two monthly passes, to Piaomiao Zilian for his four monthly passes and the 100 starting reward, and thank you brothers for your support!

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