It’s been more than a month since the ghost show incident, and I can say that I’ve been living a very comfortable life. In the past month, Hao Wenming has often been missing. Po Jun is basically responsible for the daily work in the room (it’s not much work to say). I and I
Fatty Sun would sneak out every day after he went to a room to order some meat. He would drive into the city and wander around. When he came across a better restaurant, he would go in and have a good meal. As long as he could get back before getting off work.
Strange to say, almost every time we go out, we can meet Monk Xiao at the door. He has the title of consultant in the polling bureau, which means that no one can control him. He can't control others either.
Tian is also free to wander around the polling bureau.
Originally, according to Fatty Sun’s wishes, I didn’t want to take him with me. For an old man in his sixties or seventies, if he took her with him, he wouldn’t be able to go to many wonderful places (According to Fatty Sun’s schedule, our trip that night was
The destination is heaven and earth…).
I was just about to find an excuse to reject him, but I didn't expect him to start scolding me on the spot: "Xiao Lazi, who taught you to use black dog blood to cover the eyes of the sky? But the effect is not that good. But I am also looking at you.
Growing up. When you were a child, you peeked at Zhang Xiaohua taking a bath, and I never told your grandfather..."
I covered his mouth to avoid being heard, so I lowered my voice and said, "Ancestor, you lied to me that time. I was only four years old, so I didn't know anything."
The more afraid we are that people will hear, the more likely someone will hear us. Someone has already looked towards us. Fatty Sun was so happy that he couldn't stand up straight: "Spicy... A hero comes from a boy, at the age of four... you...
Okay." I was talking happily, and wanted me to extend my big female finger.
I said angrily: "You can do it! Your whole family can do it! Come and help me." Fatty Sun's expression changed a little: "Lazi, that's a bit too much. You know about my whole family..."
I looked at Fatty Sun with a grimace: 'I was wrong, Brother Sun, can you come over and give me a hand?"
"Just this once, I won't let you do it next time." Fatty Sun didn't hold any grudge against me. He helped me lift Monk Xiao and carried him directly to the parking lot. He found the car assigned to our room and stuffed him directly into the car.
"Old Xiao, what do you want?" I said, glaring at him in the car. It's not that I don't respect the elderly, but I can already guess what kind of rumors will appear in the polling bureau tomorrow, and they will spread no matter what.
A few months. Unless another unlucky guy shows up soon afterwards.
Xiao Laodao looked at me and said: "I haven't been to the capital for more than 30 years, and the changes have been too great. If you are unfamiliar with the place, take me with you wherever you go, so that I can get familiar with the environment of the capital."
"No." Before I could say anything, Fatty Sun shook his head: "You are not suitable for the place we are going to. We are going to heaven and earth..." As he said that, he bared his teeth at Monk Xiao.
After hearing the words "Heaven and Earth", Monk Xiao's eyes lit up: "Take me with you..."
We were really not mentally prepared to go straight to heaven and earth with an old man who was running for money. Finally, out of desperation, we drove Monk Xiao to Casserole Ju and ate a stewed dumpling, nine-turn large intestine and casserole white meat.
, he was finally dealt with. But Monk Xiao still had a reluctant look on his face: "You two just mess around. When did Heaven and Earth open a branch called Casserole Ju and start selling pigs?" He complained.
It didn't affect the speed of his chopsticks at all. I saw that the speed of the dishes was too fast, so I ordered a few more dishes and cooked them with nine sesame seeds. This was just enough for Monk Xiao.
Fatty Sun curled his lips: "You can eat what you have, and you don't have to pay..." He said this very reluctantly, not that he cared about the money. It was just that his mind was no longer here. Fatty Sun
After making eye contact with me and fooling Monk Xiao away, we moved to heaven and earth.
Unexpectedly, Monk Xiao was like a dog-skin plaster. Once it stuck, he would not let go. He followed us until midnight and had no intention of going back. Seeing that it was almost dawn, Fatty Sun and I had no chance to go to heaven and earth.
Feeling angry, I finally drove Monk Xiao back to the polling bureau. Taking advantage of the afterglow of dawn in the eastern sky, Fatty Sun and I returned to the dormitory and squinted for a while.
This happened several times in a row. Whenever Fatty Sun and I were about to sneak out of the polling bureau, we were blocked by Monk Xiao at the gate. In the end, Fatty Sun and I got used to it and no longer talked about heaven and earth.
, as soon as I saw him, I would go to Claypot Juli to get him, and Claypot Juli seemed to become a stronghold for the three of us.
As time went by, Monk Xiao and Fatty Sun unexpectedly became acquainted with each other, and their previous dislike for each other was gone. One time, they drank too much and even wanted to become sworn sworn friends. They even pulled me and called me "Sandi San"
Brother's.
For a moment, I didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so I quickly pulled away from Fatty Sun: "Great Sage, you are sworn sworn brothers with him, which means you are the same generation as my grandfather. How can you make me feel so embarrassed?"
I pulled Fatty Sun to the bathroom. After he had vomited and sobered up a little, when he returned to the dining table, a middle-aged man wearing brand-name clothes blocked my way. He recognized Sun Dasheng, who was already drunk: "Big
Saint, Sun Dasheng, is that you?…”
"How much have you drunk? You don't even recognize me anymore?" The middle-aged man patted Fatty Sun on the shoulder: "I... Su Jianjun, we met last month when the third child got married. Haven't you remembered yet?
I looked for you and called you a few days ago. It seems that you went to Tieling and agreed to come back to me..."
Fatty Sun used to be an Infernal Affairs practitioner. Even if he drank too much, he was still very sensitive to phrases such as people's names: "Jianjun... why have you changed? Just wait for me and you'll be fine soon." After saying that, Fatty Sun
He stumbled back to the bathroom. Three minutes later, when he came out again, although the smell of alcohol on his body had not diminished, the drunkenness on his face was basically gone.
"Jianjun, why do you look so familiar to me?" Fatty Sun pretended to shake hands with him. Su Jianjun looked at me and said, "Friend, the Great Sage and I have something private to talk about. Look..."
I nodded knowingly: "You guys chat, Monkey King, Lao Xiao and I are waiting for you over there." Fatty Sun grinned at me and said, "You pay the bill first, I'll be there in a minute."
The two of them didn't chat for long. Before I could even say a few words to Monk Xiao when I returned to my seat, Fatty Sun came back with a smile on his face. Monk Xiao burped and said, "Fat man."
, What good thing?" Fatty Sun laughed, and glanced at Monk Xiao: "Old Xiao, there is a good thing that you can count on?"
Monk Xiao's eyes were already red from drinking: "What good thing? You two brothers can think of me, an old guy, if you have good things?"
I felt very uncomfortable hearing what he said: "Old Xiao, don't bring me with you when you talk. I don't know what the great sage just talked about."
Fatty Sun picked up a piece of kidney flower with chopsticks and put it into his mouth. He chewed it and said, "Listen to me first. That guy just now is a follower of a Hong Kong rich man in mainland China. His boss seems to have had an evil influence recently and he started seeing people in his own home."
After that, everything in Hong Kong and mainland China is in a mess, with buildings falling apart. If you buy the stock of that company, that company will go bankrupt. Go to Macau to play a few games, everyone in the casino will win.
, he is the only one who loses, and everyone in the audience regards him as a beacon. As long as you buy against him, you will definitely win."
Monk Xiao's eyes narrowed when he heard this: "He wants to find someone to take a look? No, Fatty, there are a lot of people in Hong Kong. When I was doing special work before, I knew three or five people. Even if they all died,
Absolutely, they will still have future disciples, right?"
Fatty Sun waved his hand: "I have searched for everything I can find in Hong Kong, including Feng Shui masters, fortune tellers, famous ones, unknown ones, real ones, and fake ones. I have found no less than thirty or fifty, but it is a pity that no one can
You see something. Isn’t there no other way to do it? He just found a capable person in the mainland to help him. The friend just now knew that I have a wide range of contacts, so I wanted to see if I could find some masters for him. Over there
Now, as long as this matter can be solved, two to three million people don't care. Who knows, I am almost half a master. Lao Xiao, you are here today and it is considered to be related to this matter, how about it? Count your share."
Monk Xiao still squinted his eyes and said nothing, as if he was planning something. Fatty Sun was a little anxious: "Old Xiao, they are still waiting for the letter over there. Can you go and say something nice? If not, Lazi and I will go."
Don't be jealous."
Monk Xiao couldn't stand it any longer: "It's okay to go. I'll tell you the ugly story in front of you. How will you settle the score?"
Fatty Sun bared his teeth and said happily: "I can't owe you anything, three-one-thirty-one..."
The time Su Jianjun arranged to meet with Hong Kong's wealthy businessmen was the day after tomorrow. Fatty Sun and I originally wanted to bring Pojun in. But Pojun had to watch the scene in the same room, so he was really busy. But from Pojun's mouth, we learned that Min
There is a very interesting rule in the Bureau. It is better to say it is a rule than an unspoken rule.
The polling bureau does not explicitly prohibit investigators from using their time outside of work to do "private work." Instead, there is an unwritten rule that all investigators who take on "private work" outside must hand over their "private work" remuneration afterwards.
Fifty percent of the fund is euphemistically called the Polling Bureau Construction Fund.
I didn't believe my ears: "Is this okay? It even has a tap." Fatty Sun was not very satisfied either. He thought the 50% fee was too high: "Then what else is it called the Polling Bureau Construction Fund? It's directly
Just pay the agency fee.”
"Do you think the polling bureau is easy to do?" Po Jun sighed and talked about the difficulties of the polling bureau. Since the name of the polling bureau was changed, the unit has become a standard government agency (basically no one knows about this unit). The main source of income is
It depends on finance. What finance can solve is wages and basic maintenance expenses.
As for the expenses incurred in the research, development, production and handling of emergencies of the polling bureau, they were handled internally by the polling bureau. Therefore, after the establishment of the polling bureau, Gao Ming turned a blind eye and acquiesced to his investigators.
They do "private work". However, if they work hard, half of their salary must be paid to the polling bureau. This is the main source of maintaining the motivation of the polling bureau.
After the money is handed over to the polling bureau, each office has to split half of it. The most obvious example is that the polling bureau actually has its own aircraft (the fuel, maintenance and airport rental fees alone are astronomical).
But in general, it is good news to be able to do "private work" legitimately.
On the first three days, Fatty Sun, Monk Xiao and I arrived at the hotel designated by Su Jianjun at around nine o'clock in the morning. Monk Xiao also specially dressed up for this: a white stand-up collared tunic suit, white trousers and a pair of white
Shoes. If his hair hadn't fallen out, considering his age and such white hair... I wouldn't dare to think about it anymore. In short, he looks like an expert from this world.
When we arrived, Su Jianjun was already waiting in the lobby. After a few polite words, he took us in the elevator to the presidential suite on the eighth floor. The entire floor was occupied by that man, with five or six people in black.
The burly man patrolled back and forth in the corridor.
Su Jianjun took us into the presidential suite and met the real owner. Fatty Sun and I were both stunned. The world is really small, and that unlucky guy turned out to be Ma Xiaolin who bought us three night pearls.
Ma Xiaolin was also stunned, and it took him a few seconds to react: "Shen Sheng, Sun Sheng, Xi Li... we are really destined..."
When he saw him, Fatty Sun was not polite and sat on the sofa carelessly: "Old Ma, I haven't seen you for a few days, why do you look so bad? You are so gray. The bags under your eyes are also droopy, and your eyeballs are bloodshot.
…..”
Ma Xiaolin smiled bitterly: "Sun Sheng, don't laugh at me, Li." Then he changed the topic to me: "Shen Sheng, what do you call the old man next to Li?"
Before I could introduce him, Monk Xiao hugged Ma Xiaolin and said, "Boss Ma, you're welcome. Pindao is the 40th generation master of Lingyun Temple, and his Taoist name is Heshang."
This set of words was compiled in the polling bureau. I continued what Monk Xiao said: "Master Heshang is my and Sun Desheng's predecessor. He was personally invited by the master of Baiyun Temple to give lectures on Buddhist scriptures. Yesterday, the ceremony was held
Bi, I was supposed to go back to Lingyun Temple in a few days. I heard that a Hong Kong businessman suffered a ghost disaster. It was originally our two brothers who came here, but Senior Heshang was afraid that we two juniors were not good enough, so he came to have a look.
"
Ma Xiaolin nodded repeatedly after hearing this: "No wonder. I just said that if you can get the silver of the Luminous Pearl, it will definitely not be ordinary silver."
Fatty Sun chuckled and said: "Old Ma, I heard that you are in trouble, but now I see that you have nothing to do. Living in the presidential suite does not count, and it also covers this floor. Isn't it cheap?"
Ma Xiaolin almost cried when he heard this: "Sunsheng, do you think I am willing? I have been blacklisted in almost all hotels in Asia. Do you believe it? As long as the hotel I stayed in is not on fire, it is a money laundering operation."
In half a month, just half a month, I stayed in five hotels. There were incidents in all five hotels, three were on fire, and two were laundered.
The boss of this hotel is an old friend of mine for many years. Even though I couldn't rent a room, I couldn't help it. I rented a floor and he rented it to me. It cost 100 yuan a day.
Two hundred thousand, this is not renting a room, it is just burning money..."
When Ma Xiaolin talked about 1.2 million a day, the muscles on Monk Xiao's face twitched partially. Fatty Sun had seen it before (plus there was a money rat following him), and he smiled slightly: "
Lao Ma, tell me about your problem and we will definitely help if we can."
The expression on Ma Xiaolin's face was solemn: "It's the days when the pears were sold to Night Pearl..." "Old Ma, don't talk about the useless ones, pick up the important ones." When talking about the seller of Night Pearl,
Monk Xiao suddenly looked at me and Fatty Sun with a half-smiling look, and I quickly changed the topic.
"It's okay." Ma Xiaolin glanced at Monk Xiao and understood: "It's just those few days around, I saw ghosts occasionally..."
In fact, the day of the accident was actually the day we sold him the Night Pearl. That night, as usual, Ma Xiaolin stayed in the darkroom where he hid the treasure until late at night. When he was about to go to bed, he saw someone
A white figure stood beside his bed.
Ma Xiaolin is profoundly short-sighted, and at first he thought it was because of dazzling eyesight that he saw the clothes rack as a human figure. But he soon realized that he was back. He had always slept naked, with his pajamas thrown on the bed. There were no clothes racks in the bedroom! And Bai Ying had already
He started to move and circled around him. At that time, Ma Xiaolin was trembling and wanted to call someone, but his voice was stuck in his throat and he couldn't say a word.
Just when Ma Xiaolin was considering whether he should faint to heighten the atmosphere, the white shadow suddenly disappeared. Only then could Ma Xiaolin shout. Several workers at home came running over. There were more people, so Ma Xiaolin was not so afraid.
Well, I had people rummaging through the bedroom, but no ghosts were found. It was already dawn after the trouble.