"Squeak! Squeak!" Li Meng gripped the pistol, quickly scanned the room with his eyes, casually pointed at the window in the distance with his hand, and said to the two people in the locksmith company: "I'll do my job first!! Go ahead!
, I’ll squat on the window sill and smoke a cigarette, and I’ll share some of the stolen goods with you later!”
"...Brother, hurry up and do it!! I have a little calf cramp!" The young man blinked his eyes, his legs trembled and dragged the other person towards the window, urging him.
"It's okay, just do this major!" Li Meng then waved his hand and ignored the two of them. He walked to the bedroom, opened the door, and walked in early.
"Quick, call 110!!" A young man squatted under the window and said quickly as he watched Li Meng go in.
"Snapped!!"
Another young man slapped him on the head and cursed in a low voice: "Without this big brother, you are a bit like Stallone!! Can you beat him? You can do it with your eyes open!! We committed the crime under coercion."
, the law will forgive us!!”
“You know the law so well!!”
"Fuck, brother, this person who missed the entrance to the police academy by more than 300 points is making trouble with you?? Just learn, you can do whatever you want...!" The young man bared his teeth and said, looking down at his crotch, his posture
Quite professional.
On the other side of the room, Li Meng picked up the pajamas hanging on the hanger, wrapped them around his hand, and then glanced around the room, his eyes resting on the two suitcases on the ground with confusion.
"Snapped!"
Li Meng raised his leg, kicked the suitcase, and then used the palm of his hand wrapped in pajamas to unzip the suitcase, lay it flat and open the suitcase. While rummaging around, he muttered to himself doubtfully: "...
Everything has been packed up, why didn’t you take it away??… I found someone following me downstairs??”
"Whoosh!"
Li Meng rummaged through two boxes in succession. In addition to some daily necessities and clothing, there was also more than 10,000 in cash. Li Meng pondered, while shamelessly putting the cash into his pocket, he whispered: "Here we go."
It’s quite urgent...!”
"Bang!"
Li Meng stood up, held the box in place, and then began to rummage around the house. However, after rummaging, Li Meng would always restore the things to their original state, moving slowly and without any anxiety.
"Tick tock!"
Time passed by, Li Meng was running back and forth in the guest room, bedroom, bathroom, bathroom, and kitchen. Under the window were two young men squatting on the ground. Their legs were numb and they did not dare to stand up. They could only be bored.
Playing with the mobile phone and watching...
Forty minutes later.
Li Meng rummaged through almost every nook and cranny of the room, with beads of sweat on his forehead and disappointment in his eyes. He sat down on the sofa, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit one, and frowned.
He frowned and twitched.
"Brother, I can tell at a glance that you are a person with stories! I guess you have no choice but to do this business, but think about how painful it will be for the people you have hurt...their relatives," said Buddha
, all living beings are equal in their joys and sorrows, in their joys and separations... Think about it, how awesome Buddha is! What he said must have a certain truth to it...!" A young man who understands the Dharma, it is really a bit idle to be idle.
Damn it, he was going to use gorgeous language to try the self-taught Hong Kong-style mind-attacking tactics on Stallone in front of him. Maybe he could solve a major case.
"Don't nag me, do you hear me? I'm upset!" Li Meng was really upset. The young man kept nagging, which made him feel a little prickly.
"Brother, give me a cigarette!"
"Give your father a basket, go, there is a mop in the toilet, mop it in this room for me, hurry up!" Li Meng flicked the ashes from his cigarette and scolded with a frown.
"...I'm so fucking convinced. You said you're fine. Damn it!" Another young man cursed helplessly, stood up, hammered his sore calf, and ran to the toilet.
go.
Li Meng looked at the two people in front of him and became busy, his eyes were a little dull. He has not been idle these days. The relationship between Monroe, Lao Huang, and Na Yu, he had already learned from Tang Biao and Zhang Feng before.
After understanding a rough idea of why Na Yu died, he also estimated that there was something in Monroe's hand for sure, but no one could find her now, so Li Meng came here with the last bit of hope.
I hope there will be a miracle, and I can get some clues that can change the direction of the story, and let Huang Yongfa lie down quickly...
But the place seemed a little tidy, which made Li Meng a little desperate...
"Pop!"
Li Meng rubbed his face tiredly, exhaled the last puff of thick nicotine smoke, stubbed out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, then picked up the ashtray with his pajamas-wrapped palm, and stood up suddenly.
, shouted into the room: "Wipe it well, I'll go downstairs and call an accomplice!!"
"That's great, brother, I'm pretty good at it!" the young man in the room shouted out the door.
Li Meng did not pause. He carried his pajamas and an ashtray and walked to the door. He touched the door lock with his hand and opened it with a bang. He stretched out his right leg and took a step out. However, he frowned and stopped suddenly.
"Swish!"
Li Meng suddenly turned around and glanced at the shoe rack. He slowly raised his arm, grabbed a piece of paper, took it and looked down at it, and then froze.
This is a courier order, a courier order sent to Shenyang, a courier order that makes Li Meng's heart skip a beat!!!
"brush!"
Li Meng lowered his head and scanned it quickly. The date under the courier note was exactly what it was sent on the afternoon of the day Na Yu's accident occurred. Li Meng gritted his teeth twice and said with a faint smile: "...East China Sea Dragon Palace,
This bit of luck hasn’t come to an end yet!”
"Bang!"
After saying that, Li Meng opened the door and walked out. He didn't care about the two young men who were still mopping the floor inside. He followed the elevator downstairs and walked out of the community while throwing the things in his hands into the garbage.
In the bucket, he went out and hailed a taxi.
…
Shenyang, train station, a green leather local train slowly stopped at the platform.
"Si...!"
The door of the train opened, and an endless stream of people slowly came out. As countless people poured out, behind a strong man with a woven bag that looked at least the size of two people, there was a man with a haggard face, wearing a set of jeans.
The girl wearing a peaked cap walked out with her head lowered.
She looked around, slowly took out her mobile phone, and dialed a number. After a few seconds, it came out: "Hello, the phone you dialed has been turned off...!"
"Why don't you answer the phone?" The girl pursed her lips and murmured anxiously. Then she reluctantly pulled out the text message, glanced at the address on it, and rushed to the exit.