"Daewoo, this is the information. Take a look at it. What was said on the phone is not detailed enough." After not seeing each other for a while, Long Fei has not changed much. Even the clothes he wears are still the same as before. He once said that the same clothes
There are more than a dozen sets of old ones, a few sets of current ones, and a dozen new sets. From the day he started this job, he has no interest in dressing. Simple and save trouble, one style of clothes is enough.
enough.
Cheng Xiaoyu and Sheng Xiaolei took out the CD and put it into the DVD to play it. The other six people were sitting in various places in the hall, smoking and saying nothing. Cui Xiaobin and Zhou Lei were sitting at the dining table and smoking.
While drinking beer, Zhu Dachang and Meng Tuzi were sitting on the ground, Long Fei was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, and Li Tiezhu was sitting on the chair as usual, taking a sip from the cigarette and no longer putting it to his mouth, but he didn't put it out either.
, let it continue to burn.
Images began to appear on the TV, and it could be seen that they were being secretly filmed. In the images, Meng Tuzi and Zhu Dachang were holding cigarettes and pushing a truck collecting mountain goods. Looking at them horizontally and vertically, you couldn't tell them from the people who spend a lot of money in entertainment venues.
The image of high rollers is closely related, and the most suitable identity for them is really a bastard or a second-rate person.
It started as an ordinary conversation. It was nothing more than Zhu Dachang and Meng Tuzi looking for someone to chat. This document was brought back to prove that the conversation had substantive content. Think about it, people nowadays are afraid of getting into trouble, and professionals are so...
No matter how hard you try, you can't hide the smell of your butt. These two guys are just selling mountain goods. They handed over a cigarette and asked for a bowl of cold water to quench their thirst. They smoked a cigarette and chatted for a while. Meng Tuzi used the excuse that business has not been doing well recently.
I just came to this area, and I didn't expect that it would be even harder to do business in this area. There were no people around in the hot weather, and there was no rural scene at all, so I started the topic.
"You don't understand this, right? Something happened here recently, and everyone is hiding at home as much as possible." The old man is very strong, and he can still work in the fields when he is over sixty years old.
"Ah, what's going on, uncle, we didn't come here in vain, did we?" Meng Tuzi said with a bitter face, and then handed over a cigarette to the old man to refill.
"Have you seen it? On the road ahead, someone died some time ago. There was quite a commotion. I heard it was a murder. It made everyone nearby sleepless. Groups of policemen came here to inquire, and there were many others.
He's in plainclothes, I thought the old man wouldn't be able to recognize him after changing his clothes."
While chatting, Zhu Dachang and Meng Tuzi used their deception skills to go to the house with the old man to collect a bunch of wild goods. Long Fei, the videographer, was arranged to look like a deaf-mute with a birthmark on the corner of his eye, a hat and cheap sunglasses.
, covering everything about him.
After receiving hundreds of yuan of mountain goods from the old man, Meng Tuozi asked about the idea in one sentence. He was asking casually, but to his surprise, the old man looked around mysteriously. With his talkative character, he endured it for so long and finally found it.
Two people who are not acquaintances but are not police officers vent their inner frustrations. Most people who are good at talking have a personality that cannot hide secrets.
"You know? I saw what the murderer looked like, but I didn't dare to tell the police. It's better to do less than to do more to avoid getting into trouble."
The old man's words made Zhu Dachang and Meng Tuzi's eyes light up.
"The murderer is the one you always said hit people with his car? What's more, he has one nose and two eyes." Meng Baldzi looked nonchalant.
"What, what do you know? That person has this." The old man made a hand gesture.
"Then how do you know?" Meng Baldzi was on the slope, holding the old man up as he rushed up, his words full of distrustful disdain.
"You guys, you have never seen anything scary. At that time, I was squatting in my field, and I saw a man running over from a distance like a gust of wind, holding a gun in his hand. He didn't look very good.
Fierce, but that blind eye was so scary. When I saw Leng Buding, I almost didn’t give it to the old man. I was so scared that I sat on the ground. What are you talking about? The courtyard wall over there is 1.8 meters, and people didn’t even stop. They came straight over.
I rolled over to slow down my speed, and I kicked off the wall, but I couldn't get over it and disappeared. In just ten seconds, I thought I had seen a ghost at first, but then I heard that someone had been killed over there, so I ran over to take a look.
, there was a policeman there, and they said they ran along the rice fields, and I guessed it was that guy. Fortunately, the rice grew well today, and the old man was playing tuba again." The old man looked lucky and proud, and he was lucky.
I haven't encountered any trouble, I am proud that I know what others don't know, and I have experienced things that no one else has experienced.
Meng Tuzi and Zhu Dachang became more capable now. They sang and sang, one praised and the other disparaged. Not to mention that the old man was a good-looking person. Under the attack of these two idiots, they barely revealed how much savings they had.
In addition to the CD, there was also a portrait of the suspect drawn by Long Fei. He had been sitting next to it and memorized all the characteristics mentioned in the old man's mouth, and then came to that place early the next morning when it was just dawn.
Under the courtyard wall, the old man said that the murderer rolled over on the ground. The three of them found two traces similar to human guidance on the ground, and found traces of footsteps on the wall.
Looking at the portrait of the murderer, Cheng Xiaoyu and Sheng Xiaolei were speechless for a long time.
The sound of knocking on the door sounded, and Zhou Lei, Long Fei and Li Tiezhu made different actions based on their conditioned reflexes. Li Tiezhu was vigilant, Zhou Lei was cautious, and Long Fei was dodging. This shows that the three people's different identities reflect the different actions.
The living conditions are also different.
Zhu Dachang walked over and opened the door, with a look of surprise on his face: "Sister-in-law!"
At his age, there is only one person he can call sister-in-law.
Cheng Xiaoyu looked at the pretty beauty at the door. Although they had not been separated for a long time, the things he had encountered in the past few days made him urgently need someone to talk to, someone who did not need to hide his inner weakness. With Shangguan Jie and
After the Bai Ji'an incident, he was not afraid of any pressure placed on him, but he was unwilling to implicate others because of himself, which gave him an irresistible sense of guilt.
Pei Pei came back, and formed two complementary Dinghai needles with Cheng Xiaoyu to eliminate all unstable factors. After reading the information again, she agreed with Sheng Xiaolei's method of not disclosing the appearance of the murderer for the time being.
Leave it to my father to handle it. I believe that at this moment, neither the murderer nor the mastermind behind the scenes knows that someone has clearly seen the murderer's full picture but was not discovered by him.
"Brother, help me with something." Pei Pei has been staying in the United States most of the time since he was treated. He has learned business knowledge from his aunt, and the book knowledge he once learned while lying on the hospital bed has gradually begun to integrate with himself.
Even though she was still the innocent little Peipei in front of Cheng Xiaoyu, deep down she already had the ability to stand on her own, and her ability to apply what she learned began to emerge. She considered things that Cheng Xiaoyu and others did not consider.
"Huh?" Sheng Xiaolei looked at Pei Pei and motioned to her to say.
"Find some Internet gunmen and smash up this post. Since we can't control their bottom, let's blow their top. Aren't they just throwing dirty water on us? Let's see if they have the courage to continue playing.
Go down." Pei Pei's tone was filled with a faint murderous spirit. This energy comes from the implicit power of women. Anyone who can feel it feels that it is much scarier than men. Long Fei's eyes lit up. In the past, he felt that Cheng Xiaoyu was lacking.
It's not the ability to make decisions or the potential to be ruthless. He feels that Cheng Xiaoyu lacks a bit of femininity. In other words, this femininity is a woman's way of thinking, which is not grand but very effective.
This may be due to the fact that Cheng Xiaoyu was too deeply influenced by Mr. Cheng and had too much masculinity in his bones to disdain to show any childlike attitude. This also made him have 50% fewer options in terms of flexibility. With such a
With the decisive and murderous woman by his side, the flaws in his character were made up for, and he became a perfect achiever. The pleasant drink he had in the past resurfaced in his mind.
"Good idea, I'll take care of this." Sheng Xiaolei slapped his thigh and stood up impatiently.
"Brother, I have made an appointment with some people this November. Can you go with me and Daewoo?"
Sheng Xiaolei frowned, frowning deeper and deeper, and his voice became heavier: "You said this may be..."
"Would my father and uncle's enemies use such a childish method? Would Daewoo's enemies have such powerful energy?" Pei Pei spread her hands, and on the plane she thought of the most appropriate and most likely idea.
Although there was no evidence for the answer, she didn't mind following this answer and doing the opposite. After getting off the plane, she talked to her father on the phone. Pei Yuejin and Sheng Huaiyuan had already thought of this, so they didn't do anything in the later stage.
In contact, since the other party is asking the child to play, then let the child play.
Sheng Xiaolei curled up his lips: "It's interesting. When I, a young grassroots, first came to Beijing, my dad was just the deputy mayor. In ten years, I haven't been to the capital once. There are some things I should find.
Already."
Pei Pei looked at Cheng Xiaoyu, with a little shyness on his face, but more of excitement that the war was approaching, and said: "Husband, can we go register on November?"
Everyone in the room understood. Pei Pei suspected that the mastermind behind this incident was a group of young men in the government office. They wanted to go big but didn't dare, and went small but it wasn't enough for them. As they moved back and forth, there were elders behind them.
They pretended not to know and mentioned things inadvertently. If they succeed by accident, they can hit the Pei family. If they fail, there will be no delay. The children are young and immature.
Cheng Xiaoyu touched Pei Pei's hair and sighed at God's pity for him for giving him such a woman. What else could he ask for in this life? She is enough. If you have her, you will have the whole world.
"If you want, then we will go, but we have wronged you."
"Don't feel wronged. My man is a man who does great things. I stand behind him willingly."
Cheng Xiaoyu smiled and said to the members of the Cao Tai team in the room: "Brothers, are you interested in following me? We, a group of real Cao Tai team, will have fun and go crazy together, and support our couple in the stormy waves of the capital.
Build the most solid boat."
"Brother Yu, you are our big umbrella. We are still waiting to hide under your umbrella to enjoy the coolness in the future, aren't we brothers?" Zhu Dachang wiped his hands on his head, full of pride.
"Haha..." Everyone laughed and their pride surged. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian () to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation.) (To be continued.)