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Chapter two hundred and sixty eight rich mental illness

In a Mercedes-Benz car.

The young man didn't turn on the shed light, so he held a mobile phone for lighting and flipped through things quickly, but after five minutes, he found nothing.

"I just said it can't be placed here."

The young man wiped the sweat from his face, muttered something to himself, opened the door and wanted to get out of the car, but the marine security guard glanced this way in the distance. He immediately grabbed the car door, lay down in the car, and waited. After a while, he saw that the security guard had turned around again, and then he tried to push the car door again, but at this moment, he suddenly scratched off a card in the small water compartment between the two seats with his arm.

He bent down to pick it up and was about to put it back when he accidentally scanned it and saw that it was a Lianhua Supermarket membership card. He was stunned for a moment.

There is a card in the car, which is not surprising at all, because it snows a lot in the Northeast in the winter. If it snows lightly, it doesn't matter, but if it snows heavily, the wipers will freeze easily and cannot be opened with warm air. The windshield is covered with Ice beads don't work well with anything else, so I have to use discarded bank cards and the like to scrape them clean.

Although it is not strange to have a card, what is strange is why it is a Lianhua card. The young man knows that there is no Century Lianhua in my life circle at all. It is almost monopolized by Wal-Mart and Trust-Mart.

He was silent for a moment, glanced at the back of the card, which said Zhongshan Branch, then silently remembered it in his heart, turned around and left.

Ten minutes later, Fa Ge received the call.

"Me." The young man said.

"Yeah." Fa Ge responded.

"I searched the car, and there was no straightforward information at all, and he definitely wouldn't leave it," the young man replied.

"If you don't have anything in the car, just look through your house. The difficulty is what you should consider. I'll just see the results." Lin Hengfa said simply and neatly.

"You said he might have rented the house from Shenghe Real Estate, right?" the young man asked.

"right."

"Then check to see if there is Shenghe Real Estate around the Zhongshan store of Lianhua Supermarket. If so, check again to see if the salesman who sent him the text message is in this store. If so, Han Li will definitely Just live around." The young man told his message.

"How do you know?" Lin Hengfa thought for a moment and asked quickly.

"He has a supermarket card in his car. It belongs to Lianhua. There is no such supermarket near us." The young man explained.

"Okay, I'll let someone take a look at it." Lin Hengfa felt that this analysis was reliable and nodded in agreement.

"When will you give me the money?" the young man asked with his lips pursed.

"You go home tomorrow and someone will send it to you. If you work here, I won't be short of money for you." Lin Hengfa readily agreed.

"Lin Hengfa, there's nothing I can do about being with you. We agreed beforehand that Fatty Dai can do it here, but not Nannan." The young man reminded him seriously.

"Xiang Nan, I can't get on the stage. I'm not going after him, so don't worry." Lin Hengfa thought for a moment and replied seriously.

"Finally, I want to ask who the person who is in the ocean like me is." The young man thought for a long time and then asked directly.

"I asked you to join me just to protect him. Do you think I will tell you?" Fa Ge asked.

"Okay, let's do this first." The young man thought for a moment and hung up the phone.

From this moment on, there are two people hiding in the shadows in Haiyang, a middle-aged man and a young man.

Upstairs, I was tired and panting, lying on the bed with my arms and legs spread out. An An was slapping me in the mouth with her feet while she was thinking.

"Stop kicking, why don't you just give me a kick? What a big deal." I said rather unhappily.

"I didn't agree, you were committing a crime."

"Weren't you very happy just now? This guy sucked my neck." I looked in the small mirror and said.

"Say one more thing."

"Okay, don't say it anymore, don't say it anymore."

I sat up humbly, hugged An An from behind, put my chin on her fair shoulder and said, "Please take two days off and come to Beijing with me."

"Why are you going?"

"Yuanyuan is going to be transferred to another hospital."

"Business is good during this period."

"I don't want to go. Have you forgotten the tragedy at Jingbo Lake Villa?" I asked sideways.

"If you want to say that, then I'd better go." An An thought for a moment, nodded immediately and said.

"Okay, you pack your things and we'll leave tomorrow." I nodded happily.

"Okay, then I'll go to work first."

"Damn it, I don't even want you to do it anymore. Come on, let's hide under the covers and talk about the scandal between Mrs. Jiang and Sister Song."

"It's not over yet," An An shouted angrily.

Early the next morning, An'an, Yuanyuan's parents, and Lao Xian went to the train station together. The reason why we didn't take the plane was because Yuanyuan's movement was really inconvenient, and the plane was not very comfortable, in case he was on it. If there is a commotion, if we can't get a plane, we will have to land in the Xing'an Mountains.

After a bumpy day, I arrived at Beijing Station at around six o'clock in the afternoon, and when the train arrived at the station in ten minutes, I dialed the number of the contact person Hong Xin gave me.

"Hi, hello, I'm friend Meng Fei and you are."

"Yes, I am Lord Wei." Before I could finish speaking, the other party replied in a deep voice.

"Uh-huh, I'm Xiangnan." I was choked and didn't know what to say.

"Well, I'm Sir Wei." He emphasized again.

I immediately felt that he was quite unreliable, so I rubbed my temples and reminded him: "We are here."

"Well, I know, I've been waiting for nearly three hours."

"Uh, I didn't tell you, would you be there after six o'clock?"

"I thought there would be a traffic jam, but who knew it wasn't?"

"Then you came so early, why don't you go somewhere else and wait." I felt like this person was a bit stupid.

"I was just about to go out, but I found it was blocked."

"Aren't you awake?"

"Well, I'm Sir Wei, I've told you so many times," he said a little anxiously.

"I'm in carriage No. 4. I'll arrive in five minutes." I said speechlessly and hung up the phone.

"What's the other person's level?" Lao Xian packed up his things and asked me with a blink of an eye.

"Level 3 mental patient level." I answered without hesitation.

"Oh my god, aren't you almost chasing me?" The old immortal was a little surprised.

"Get out of here, sister. I don't think he is reliable. You should call the nearby hospital and contact 120. Otherwise, where can we get a car if the weather is so cold?" I said very uneasily.

"No way,."

"Be prepared and fight quickly."

After talking to him, I started to pack things. Because Yuanyuan was seriously injured, we brought a lot of medicine and bandages, as well as urinals, sterile sheets and so on.

After standing in the narrow carriage and working hard for a while, we loaded up everything. An An went to negotiate with the flight attendant, and we were directly queued to get off the train first.

"Si si."

The train came to a slow stop and the door opened. Lao Xian and I carried the stretcher back and forth. An An covered Yuanyuan's back, and we squeezed out of the car. But as soon as we looked up, we were stunned, oh no, to be precise. , everyone around was stunned.

A Maserati was parked in the middle of the road. Next to the car stood a young man wearing a camouflage sportswear. He was not very old, about the same age as me.

"You are too good at pretending, and you will die sooner or later." The old immortal turned to the young man with envy and resentment, then turned to me and said: "Your friend who is a third-level psychopath cannot live on a tricycle. bring it on."

"How do I know JB."

I immediately shook my head and urged the old immortal: "Hurry up and hurry up to 120."

"Who are you calling mentally ill?" the young man in camouflage sportswear asked the old immortal.

"Oh shit, come on, An'an, help me carry it, and I'll see where the Maserati driver is." Lao Xian suddenly said like a mad dog.

"Xiangnan, right?" The young man saw that the old immortal was a little careless, so he ignored him and turned to me and asked.

"Ah, yes, you can't be."

"Well, I'm Lord Wei."

After he finished speaking, we all looked at each other and secretly sighed that rich people are so damn stupid and "low-key"

"Hello buddy," I nodded to him.

"Let's talk in the car. Isn't your friend injured?" Sir Wei greeted.

"Brother, are you the Dongfanghong in Maserati? There are only six of us, plus seven of you. Please tell me how we can sit on it." Lao Xian asked speechlessly.

"Oh, I forgot about this." Sir Wei suddenly slapped his forehead again.

"Damn it, you lied again. This is obviously a fool. You have to say he is mentally ill." Lao Xian suddenly muttered to me dissatisfied.

"Haha, just kidding."

Sir Wei grinned and turned around and shouted: "Come on, make room, thank you."

After saying that, he waved his hand, and a Mercedes-Benz business car and a nanny car parked directly behind the Maserati. Four people came out of the car, not very old at all. They ran over to me and said, "Come on, buddy, let me carry you." .”

"Nan Nan, what's wrong with your friend?" An An was also a little confused.

"I don't know, I'm still confused." I said in a daze.

"Looks like he's quite rich." An An said again.

"Well, this world is so abnormal. The more stupid people are, the more stupid they are. Look at him, he is so stupid. His blood is dripping from his mouth just standing there." The old fairy pointed at Lord Wei's mouth and said.

"Shh, don't let him hear it." I scolded.

"It's okay, I heard everything." Sir Wei suddenly interrupted.

"."

We were stunned.

"Okay, let me introduce you formally. My name is Lord Wei." He stretched out his hand.

We crash again.

Five minutes later, we left the train station, waited for a while, and the old man paid the 120 fee, and then rushed to the hospital that Sir Wei had contacted.

PS: In this chapter, I would like to congratulate the peacekeepers on their promotion to the leader of the alliance. I would also like to add that I will repay the debt owed to the black and white brother in the group as soon as possible.


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