Lin Buxin's words indeed came from the bottom of her heart, but there was a sense of irony in Guan Gong's ears. The old Jianghu smiled calmly, neither humble nor arrogant: "Sister Lin is joking, but I feel like I'm here
There is some energy in the two towns, and I didn’t know until yesterday that it turns out that Sister Lin is the one with the means to reach the heaven and the earth."
Guan Gong was old enough to be his father, but he didn't expect that he would call himself Sister Lin like Li Jiuyang. Lin Buxin blushed a little: "Guan Gong, look at what you said. I am a junior in front of you, you don't mind,
Just call me by my name or Xiaolin."
Guan Gong looked at Lin Buxin. After living for such a long time, this old man naturally knew some skills in recognizing people. Seeing the sincerity in her eyebrows, the old man felt depressed. Lin Buxin had no intention of fighting for hegemony. All of this was because of the man behind his back.
The two of them made a fool of themselves.
Shaking his head slightly, Guan Gong smiled bitterly and said: "Sister Lin, please spare me... Crazy Sword Chen Zhan once set a rule on the road. Your name is forbidden to be spoken. Anyone who dares to mention it will be shot to death. Although I am old, I still don't want to
die."
Lin Buxin was a little embarrassed. She heard what Kuang Dao said, but she didn't expect that his casual words would make Guan Gong obey him as an imperial edict. This was a bit beyond her expectation. Meng Hui Shenwei also understood it to some extent.
The background of these people, she looked up at Lin Buxin, then at Zailian Kuangdao, she suddenly felt that Happy Hotel seemed a bit unfathomable.
"Mr. Guan, my grandson Xiaodao lost his temper that day. You should take his angry words seriously." Li Jiuyang looked like a ruffian next to Lin Buxin: "Let's talk about what we have to say while eating... Who, Hei Lang, is here?
Why are you standing here doing nothing? Go to the door and bring a chair over. Why don't you wait for me to serve you?"
ha?
It was okay that Li Jiuyang didn't speak, but when he spoke, the group of people were stunned. Originally, they came here with the intention of making amends, but they didn't expect that the Living King of Hell greeted them like a friend, without any intention of blaming him.
This was somewhat unacceptable to them.
Guan Gong also took a look at Li Jiuyang. He dared to call Kuangdao Chen Zhan his grandson, but Chen Zhan was laughing and did not dare to speak. Looking at the seating arrangement, Guan Gong finally confirmed that Li Jiuyang was the leader of this group of people.
Hei Lang obediently moved the stool, and Guan Gong smiled at Lin Buxin: "Sister Lin, since Boss Li asked us to sit down, then we should be respectful rather than obey."
With that said, Guan Gong sat opposite Lin Buxin, Jiang Jinmei, Zhao Hongqi, and Wang Tiandi sat next to him. Xu Hengxin and Hei Lang also sat down on the other side. They sat down, but the six people were still uneasy in their hearts, and even their atmosphere was tense.
Don't dare to come out.
"Xiao Dao, are you still sitting there drying your hair?" Li Jiuyang looked at Kuang Dao with an angry look on his face and said, "Why don't you go pour some wine and apologize to the bosses?"
"Yes, brother." Zailian Kuangdao walked up to Guan Gong with a bottle of beer. Guan Gong's face changed drastically and he stood up hurriedly: "Boss Chen Zhan, what are you doing? We didn't recognize Taishan for Lin the other day.
Sister has caused a lot of trouble, it’s us who should apologize!”
"Mr. Guan, my brother asked me to pour wine. He will be unhappy if you refuse." Chen Zhan held the wine bottle: "My brother wants to resolve the grudges with a smile. If you don't accept it, are you unwilling to reconcile with our Happy Hotel?
?”
"Yes, I do." Guan Gong nodded sincerely, then took the glass with both hands and accepted the wine poured by Mad Knife, and drank it all in one final gulp.
Guan Gong is like this, not to mention Hei Lang, Xu Hengxin, especially Hei Lang. While apologizing, this guy also scolded himself, saying that he wanted to eat swan meat, that he was not a human, but an animal, but he almost didn't kill him.
Eighteen generations of ancestors have scolded me.
Lin Buxin was a little confused. Even if the police chief supported Happy Hotel, there was no need for these gangsters to do this, right?
"Jiuyang, what on earth did you do?" Unable to suppress the questions in her heart, Lin Buxin asked in a low voice.
"I asked someone to give them some gifts." Li Jiuyang smiled.
Of course the gift from Li Jiuyang will not be a good thing.
A few days ago, there was a scuffle at the entrance of the Happy Hotel. The killers hired by Black Wolf retreated. No one from the government was willing to come forward. Guan Gong and others were furious. The discussion lasted until about three o'clock in the morning, but no result was reached. In the end, sixty or seventy gangsters guarded the place.
At the hospital, Guan Gong and Hei Lang also returned to their respective residences.
Guan Gong never imagined that the Happy Hotel could have such great energy. After returning, he summoned all the leaders to closely guard the safety of the Love Hotel - Kuang Dao once said that the bloody massacre of the Love Hotel should not be treated as a child's play.
Guan Gong thought that his defense was foolproof, but when he got up the next morning, he was still frightened. When he opened his eyes, he found that there was an extra piece of paper beside the bed, and there was a blade on the paper.
His throat was marked with a red line drawn with lipstick. The meaning is self-evident, your throat was cut.
The lock was not broken and the window was not opened. How did the red streak come out? I thought it was Jiang Jinmei who was sleeping next to her. However, when Zhao Hongqi, Wang Tiandi, and hundreds of security guards at the love hotel reported the same situation, Guan Gong's forehead
Cold sweat broke out immediately.
That's not all. There were many guests staying at the love hotel that night. When they got up the next day, they also found papers, blades, red tape, and all the cash, credit cards, mobile phones, phones, and computers they carried were missing.
Got it!
As mentioned before, most of the guests who come to the love hotel have some ability in Fuzhou City. Maybe they don’t care if their money is lost, but there is some very important or shady information in their mobile phones and computers. How can they lose it!
The guests almost rioted, asking for explanations one after another. Guan Gong had a grimace on his face. You only value the things you carry with you. Do you know that paper, blades, and red stripes alone declare that you have had a brush with death?
Pass?
Finally, Guan Gong had some energy and spent more than one million yuan to appease the guests. It took him a whole day to suppress the matter. After handling the guests' matters that night, Guan Gong pulled up the surveillance video from the night and then called in the technology from the Xiajie Town Police Station.
Personnel, I want to check for clues privately.
The final result shocked Guan Gong and left the police helpless. Starting from four o'clock in the morning that night, the cameras in the backyard of the Love Hotel successively showed short "white screens". The white screens lasted only a few seconds.
Connecting the sequence of the white screens of these cameras, it can lead to the fire escape in the backyard of the love hotel. Needless to say, the killer must have come in this way. The technicians conducted precise inspections of the route, as well as the blades and papers left behind. Unfortunately,
, not to mention footprints, not even a trace of fingerprints were left behind.
At around six o'clock in the morning, almost seven o'clock in the morning, the last camera captured a thin body wrapped in black clothes from head to toe. This guy was only about 1.7 meters tall and skinny. He first raised his middle finger to the camera, and then held a highlighter.
A few letters were written on the wall: happiness!
After finishing writing, the camera showed a white screen for three seconds, and when it returned to normal, there was no trace of the thin figure. Guan Gong tremblingly picked up the papers beside his bed and all the papers that appeared in the love hotel, and these letters were also written on them.
Of course, an old man like Guan Gong didn't know English. Fortunately, the director of Xiajie Town Police Station knew him and translated for him: "happiness is an English noun, which means happiness, appropriateness, appropriateness, and happiness."
"Happiness?" Guan Gong suddenly stood up. The faces of Zhao Hongqi, Wang Tiandi and others also changed drastically, with deep horror in their eyes. They sat down heavily on the sofa with gloomy and scary expressions.
At the end of the translation, the director of Xiajie Town also understood. He also received instructions last night. It was the mayor of Xiajie Town who personally called him, telling him not to interfere with the affairs of Shangjie Town and to be careful. At that time, he
He didn't understand it yet, but later he heard about the Heisehui fight in Shangjie Town, and he got a whiff of it.
"Guan Gong, the love hotel burglary is a big case. Logically speaking, we should investigate it." The director said: "But you are in the hotel business after all. It will do you no good to make this matter bigger. Anyway, it is only one hundred.
If you do tens of thousands of things, just treat it as charity."
Everyone knew it, and Guan Gong also knew that the director deliberately gave him a step, so he stepped down and said: "Yes, yes, you are right. Hongqi, go to the finance department and spend 100,000 yuan to give everyone dinner."
The director of Xiajie Town was also happy that he did not need to call the police and received 100,000 yuan in meal expenses. Before leaving, he whispered: "Guan Gong, I heard something. As we have been good friends for many years, I want to say a few words."
It’s not that I don’t contribute, even if I pursue the matter, there will be no result at all - the criminals’ methods are too high.”
Guan Gong nodded.
"You know what happiness means, and so do I." The director of Xiajie Town finally said: "Those who know the current affairs are heroes. Even if you can push others today, the red streaks on your necks tomorrow night will not be the same.
Lipstick on."
Guan Gong let out a long sigh and watched the director of Xiajie Town leave.
When something happened at the love hotel, Shangjie Town didn't stop. Hei Lang didn't have any property. He only stayed in a rented house. When he woke up, he found a bright dagger next to his neck with a piece of paper stuck on it.
, needless to say the English letters above.
Xu Hengxin's bedside table is almost exactly the same as Hei Lang's. However, in addition to daggers and papers, there are six more playing cards on his hospital bed, as well as on Jingui KTV and several other properties: four doubles, two kings.
Four secondaries and two kings, this is a bit funny, but Xu Hengxin can't laugh out loud.
What this thing means is very simple...a bomb, and it's a double blow.
In the evening, Guan Gong, Hei Lang, and Xu Hengxin met. They had both received a heavy blow last night. Seeing this today, how could they have any intention of resisting? After careful comparison, Hei Lang and Xu Hengxin both insisted that the thin black figure
Definitely not Chen Zhan or Li Jiuyang.
This also confirms what the director of Xiajie Town said, even if you can push others today, the red spots on your necks tomorrow night will not be lipstick.
