Chapter three hundred and forty-ninth ghost hunt (five)
When Mr. Bao came back the next day, it was already past three o'clock in the afternoon. After Mr. Bao arrived, he held a banquet in the largest restaurant of the Wanchao Hotel in honor of the three elders of the Northeastern underworld. He also invited many people from the Northeast Road.
There were many old people with seniority and prestige at the banquet, and many faces that Chen Zhi had never seen before appeared.
This time, the banquet was full of people, from all walks of life, and the scene was grand. It was obvious that there was something important to announce to everyone, but Mr. Bao did not say a word during the banquet, and just kept toasting to the elders one by one.
He toasted to the elders on the street and said that he had relied on these elders over the years to have the kind words he has today. His attitude was very humble. After everyone had finished the banquet, the banquet was removed at around seven o'clock in the evening.
Old Master Cao told Lao Feng to take his precious son Xiao Cao out to find another place to play, and then gave an order during the dinner.
As if they knew the rules, everyone stood up and silently walked to the underground of Wanchao Hotel according to their status and seniority. Chen Zhi knew that the real underground meeting of the Northeastern black forces had just begun.
After they walked two floors down, they saw a large hall. This was the first time for Chen Zhi to come to this underground conference hall. It was a large room with black shiny marble on the floor and surrounding walls.
There is black wallpaper on the floor, and the interior layout is very simple and empty. All the colors are black. Right in front of the hall, there is a lifelike statue of Guan Gong holding a sword.
This statue of Guan Gong is as tall as a man, blowing angry eyes and fighting with swords. On the incense burner in front is an incense stick over one meter high. A group of shirtless men wearing black military vests are standing in the room with knives on their waists and arms folded.
around.
In the middle of the room are four oversized Taishi chairs, with two rows of large wooden armchairs on both sides. After everyone entered the room, the elders of Cao, Tang, and Feng each found a Taishi chair and sat down, while the respectable old people on the road
, sitting around on the large wooden back chairs on both sides.
Master Bao finally walked over and sat on the largest chair directly in front of the statue of Guan Gong. A group of blue belt warriors immediately came from behind and stood behind Master Bao. Ghost Sword was also among the blue belt warriors.
Standing on the left hand side of Mr. Bao.
"Leopard!",
Old Mr. Cao, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke.
"Of course there is no need to say more about my relationship with your father. You are just like my nephew. Since the Northeast came into the hands of your Bao family, it has become stronger every year. Everyone's business in the Northeast has benefited. This is obvious to all.
thing.
Today, you called us old guys over. You must have something important to say, right? If you have anything to say, just say it! It is us men who make the decision in the Northeast, and it is not the turn of outsiders to interrupt. I don’t care what others do.
I think, my Cao family will always be on the side of your Bao family."
After Old Master Cao finished speaking, he looked around with unquestioning eyes and told everyone clearly that the Cao family wears the same pants as the Bao family.
"Thank you so much, Uncle Cao! I, Baoping, have relied on all my elders these years."
Mr. Bao nodded with a smile and said,
"As Uncle Cao said just now, I am calling everyone here this time because I do have something to tell you, and it is a difficult matter. I don't know how to deal with it, so I would like to ask the elders of the Bao family to bear witness.
"
When Mr. Bao said this, he coughed twice and continued.
"A while ago, something happened to our Bao family on the ground in Z city. Our Bao family has always had a secret warehouse for storing valuable materials. All confidential things are placed there. The door of that warehouse is very
It is strong and the explosion-proof door is reinforced. Without the key, the two tanks cannot be opened.
But two months ago, this secret warehouse was ransacked, and all the dozen or so guys from our Bao family who stayed there were killed, and the intruders at that time had the key to the warehouse door."
As soon as Mr. Bao finished speaking, there was a commotion below, as if a pot had exploded. Everyone started talking, and their speculative eyes were all focused on Feng Duanzi.
"I said Bao Ping'er, not Master Bao!",
Feng Duanzi made a special correction, hugged his fists and said to Mr. Bao.
"I didn't understand what you just said? Are you implying that there is a mole among us?"
"Um!"
Mr. Bao still had a faint smile on his face, but what was different from usual was that he had a fierce look on his face at this time. He did not answer Feng Duan's question directly, but nodded slightly.
"Master Bao, this matter is too obvious," said an elderly Bao family man sitting around.
"I have been with the Bao family for more than 30 years since Mr. Bao took this position. I know everything about the Bao family. I have heard about the Bao family's secret warehouse in Z city. But the specifics
I can't even touch the edge of the location. The key to such a confidential place cannot be easily obtained by others. The person who did this must be one of our own, and his position must not be lower...
…”.
After the old man finished speaking, he glanced clearly at Feng Duanzi sitting in front.
With a whoosh, the scene became chaotic again. Everyone looked at Feng Duanzi without any doubt, and some people began to discuss in a low voice below.
"Fuck him! Why are you pretending? It's this kid who did it. He's a toad with no hair - after all, his father is a traitor, and he has been a traitor in his lifetime. There is really no one in the old Feng family.
nice one."
"What the hell are you talking about? Who said what you just said? Do you want to die?"
When Feng Duanzi heard someone scolding his father, his eyes immediately turned red and he cursed angrily. He stood up and looked back to look for the person who had just gossiped about him.
"Oh! Mr. Feng~~, sit down, sit down, what are you in a hurry? No one said it must be you. To catch a traitor, you need evidence! There is no use in doubting. Don't get excited first! Mr. Bao himself
He will uphold justice!"
Ning Bin, the son-in-law of the Tang family, still used his smooth and greasy southern voice to persuade, and then asked Mr. Bao.
"Master Bao! As for the location of the warehouse, our three families do know it, and we all have the key. This is indeed a fact. But since you came to power, our three families have no longer cared about the Bao family's affairs. We are just doing it ourselves."
I just do some small business on my land to make a living.
And you know the key to the warehouse best. There are two parts, Yin and Yang. All three of our families hold the Yang key. The Yin key is still in the hands of your own family. Who do you want to keep this key?
Just ask him directly! Without the yin key, our yang key is useless! There is no evidence for a traitor, so don't just make suspicions! It will be bad if you wrongly accuse a good person."
What Ning Bin said was so reasonable that even Mr. Cao nodded steadily, coughed twice and said.
"What Xiao Ningzi said makes sense. If you find the person who holds the key, the ghost will naturally come out. But my old man has promised in advance that if the ghost is caught, no matter who he is, today I will
Even Cao Tou can't let him leave this Wanchao Hotel alive."