When Ning Chi was searching anxiously and finally had no choice but to return, Mei Qian actually sent a group text message that she was in a bad mood and wanted to relax alone, and then turned off her phone.
Wearing a mask, he left the park quietly blending in with the crowd.
Then he took a car and headed straight to the suburbs.
The car stopped in a very old-looking community, and I felt like I was being watched even before I entered the community gate.
Mei Qian was very familiar with this situation. He didn't look around, and didn't even change the length of his steps. He just covered his chest and walked slowly towards the room agreed on last night.
When he arrived at the target unit, he inadvertently looked up at the camera in the corridor, lowered the brim of his hat, and then knocked on the door of room 102.
But after knocking for a long time, there was still no response inside. I tried to pull it out, and the door opened.
102 is a one-bedroom, one-living house structure from the last century. When you walk in a little, everything inside is clear at a glance.
It looks like no one has lived here for a long time, the ground is full of dust and messy footprints.
If it weren't for a camera with a red light flashing directly opposite, Mei Qian almost thought she was in the wrong place.
He couldn't see the person responding, so he wasn't in a hurry. Instead, he pulled up a chair, wiped the dust off with a tissue, coughed for a while, and sat down facing the camera.
Yes, he came here today to contact the organization behind the scenes.
Mei Qian has cooperated with the police before, and the mastermind behind the scenes had Zhang Yu prepared for the first two gifts. Their threats will actually have no effect.
If he were not the owner of the plug-in and had no system, he would definitely be criticized as being impulsive and stupid for taking such a reckless action.
It's not like he didn't think about calling the police last night to uncover the opponent hiding behind the scenes.
But he doesn’t even trust Zhang Yu 100%, so how can he talk about others?
It's hard to say whether other police officers will take the opportunity to convict him of tomb robbing charges. If the secret is leaked or the other party notices something is wrong, it will be considered a minor incident and all the previous efforts will be wasted. There will definitely be trouble in the future.
Call him cautious or suspicious.
When Zhang Yu fell into a coma, he planned to meet these people and vent his anger on his friends.
As for whether the contact with the other party this time, or even going to the grave, will become a lever in the other party's hands again.
Maybe the mastermind behind the scenes thought that he was seriously injured at this time, easy to control, safe, and would not pose a threat.
Thinking about it on the other hand, isn't this the safest opportunity for Mei Qian?
After all, it hasn't been long since he came out of the rescue room. Who can be sure that he still possesses more strength than ordinary people?
He was seriously injured and was kidnapped and taken to a tomb. What could a writer like him do?
After roughly confirming that no one was following him, Mei Qian soon heard the footsteps coming down the stairs, and then two people walked in.
Mei Qian turned around and glanced around, and saw that one of them was taller and one was shorter. They were both thin in stature. They did not look like thieves as he had guessed, but they had decent looks.
Among them, the taller one came forward with the instrument and made a gesture to get him to stand up.
Mei Qian lazily stood up, spread his arms, and let the other party sweep the detector around his body.
Finally, the tall man took out the mobile phone in his pocket, checked the medicine he carried, and then nodded behind him.
The short man immediately laughed and stretched out his hand towards Mei Qian: "I've admired you for a long time, Mr. Mei, you can call me Lao Luo. In the past few days, we can be considered companions."
A trace of disdain flashed in Mei Qian's eyes before he sat down again and crossed one of his legs: "You are not the person I chatted with on the Internet, are you? I don't like to cooperate with guys who hide their heads and show their tails."
The smile on Lao Luo's face did not change at all, and he still said politely: "Our boss has been looking forward to cooperating with Mr. Mei, and specially asked me to come over to invite you." After a pause, he said in a more serious tone: "As for the boss,
I may not be able to see you until after this operation."
Mei Qian snorted pretending to be displeased and did not speak.
Seeing his reaction, the smile on Lao Luo's face became even brighter. He made a guiding gesture and led the tall man out of the room.
"One Sword Dominates"
Mei Qian cursed loudly and stood up to follow.
And just as they walked out of the unit, he clearly heard movement behind them. Apparently, someone was dismantling the camera after they left.
These people are very careful.
Mei Qian secretly thought and followed Lao Luo into a black business car.
Including the tall man driving the car, there were still three of them. After the car started, Lao Luo suddenly turned around and handed over his mobile phone: "Don't you want to say hello to your family?"
Mei Qian felt like she could act out of the entertainment industry, pretending to be the coercioner's fierceness and inwardness.
His eyes changed for a few moments before he took the phone expressionlessly.
He quickly dialed the number on his hand: "Maomao, it's me. I want to be alone these few days, so my phone is turned off. You don't need to look for me. I'll go back in a few days."
After saying that, he hung up the phone regardless of the loud questioning from Maomao on the other end of the call.
It's not that he doesn't want to say more, but it's not normal for him to suddenly run out to relax while he's in the hospital. He doesn't know if Maomao will rush to the police. If he talks too much, the police will ruin his plan.
Lao Luo reached out and grabbed his cell phone again and tugged on it before Mei Qian was willing to let go.
The other party's eyes flashed with satisfaction, he smiled, and locked the phone into the metal box.
Mei Qian thought that since these people were driving, their destination should not be far away, but unfortunately he was wrong.
The car drove until night and finally stopped at a hotel in a small town.
Seeing that Lao Luo had booked a room for three people, he realized that this boring journey would continue for a while.
It was indeed dull, and I don’t know whether it was because of his personality or because he was given instructions. Mei Qian took the initiative to test it out on the way. Lao Luo and the tall man named Wang mostly exchanged um um um ah ah ah ah ah, and they were very careful about what they said. They were all irrelevant.
thing.
He is also very cautious. Once the topic involves the scope of their gang's activities, the boss, etc., Lao Luo will turn around and look at him warily.
As a result, Mei Qian didn't bother to communicate with them anymore, and immersed his consciousness in the tablet in the warehouse, watching TV series or...
Of course, on the surface, he still looks worried.
When they stayed at the hotel, the three grown men stayed in a room with two beds, even though the hotel owner looked down upon them.
Lao Luo and Xiao Wang took turns keeping watch at night, obviously to prevent Mei Qian from escaping, but he didn't care and just lay on the bed and slept peacefully.
Early the next morning, after having a simple breakfast, the three of them continued to set off.
After another dull day of wandering, when it was completely dark, the car suddenly turned from the national highway into a small mountain village and stopped in a large yard at the head of the village.
The big room inside was brightly lit. As soon as Lao Luo and Mei Qian entered, they saw a dozen men playing mahjong and cards. The whole room was filled with smoke.
Mei Qian didn't even have to pretend, she choked on second-hand cigarettes and coughed as soon as she entered.
Presumably these are all the people who went to the grave this time.
Sure enough, Lao Luo led him to a bald man wearing a big gold chain: "Mr. Mei, this is our boss, Brother Qiang."
"Bald Qiang?" Mei Qian covered her mouth and swept the crooked melons and cracked dates in the room with disgust.
It has to be said that Lao Luo and Xiao Wang, who went to pick him up, are already considered the most standard among this group of people, at least they don't seem so annoying at first glance.
When the strong brother heard the name "Bald Qiang", he was obviously startled. When he stood up and reached out, his hands froze in mid-air.
After a while, he laughed: "Bald Qiang? That's a good nickname. Mr. Mei deserves to be a writer, and his brain is very useful."
The people around me cheered and started laughing too.
Mei Qian, however, still maintained an expressionless poker face and shook hands with the other party as a greeting.
Lao Luo's eyebrows trembled, he coughed dryly, and continued to introduce other people.
But Mei Qian had no intention of paying attention to what other people were calling him. He cast his eyes on a big man with a green dragon tattoo on his neck, black earrings, and two scars on his left face. After a sharp flash in his eyes, he quickly
Interrupted Lao Luo's introduction.
Pointing at Scarface unceremoniously, he said to Bald Qiang: "This time when you go to the tomb, you will bring a wanted criminal there openly. Aren't you afraid that the police will get the news and kill us all?"
After Zhang Yu was attacked, he had been paying attention to this case. As early as the second day after Zhang Yu fell into coma, through surveillance on the road, the police identified the murderer and issued a wanted order to the entire Xia Kingdom.
It was the man with the scar on his face named Qu Qingsheng. No wonder the police invested so much manpower and failed to catch him. It turned out that he had left Xiadu and was hiding in this small village.
And this guy is one of Mei Qian's goals for this trip, so it saves trouble.