The next day, we drove non-stop all night and arrived in Zhuozhou City on a passenger bus with all sleeper berths. To be honest, the conditions on the passenger transport were very poor. Not to mention the small space, it was difficult to sleep at night. The sound of the engine was overwhelming.
The entire carriage was full, and a worker on the bunk above me almost stepped on my face when he stopped to get out of the car. I have had enough of this kind of car, it is really more uncomfortable than a bus.
Feilong's residence is actually a four-story villa, but it faces the street, so it has an antique storefront. On the first floor are antiques with clearly marked prices. They are all sorted according to the pattern of the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties. Things like this are all on the shelves.
Find someone who has inspected it for those experts in Beijing, and there is a forensic expert's testimony below the price tag.
The second floor is a place for high-priced sales between black and white. Generally, those who don’t dare to find an appraiser to look at artifacts go up to the tea room on the second floor to talk. Because when my grandma was still alive, she often came here to help with the sale.
Long knows the market, so he often sees a transaction on the second floor that must exceed one million.
The third floor is more life-oriented. After all, the rich gold-like decoration is there. I have summarized this floor. It can be said to be a large kitchen. Fei Long has no other luxury. He just loves to eat and drink steak.
First, the freezer storage room in the basement is full of smuggled camel meat, old ginseng, fat deer antlers, and damn turtle eggs. In short, he loves to eat these strange things, and I am not that lucky.
The fourth floor is the real place to rest. Almost all are large bedrooms with double beds and floor-to-ceiling windows. The Internet is also very smooth. I have been studying computers here for the past two years, searching for things on the Internet, and it is amazing. To be honest, I really like it here.
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The three of us were very sleepy, so we arranged a room for the woman to rest first, and then Feilong and we both went to bed. I am more cautious. If Feilong and I slept together, the woman would be our enemy.
Danger, I told Feilong my worries.
Fei Long said that was definitely not the case. These weapons of mine are very valuable. They are all anti-reconnaissance hardware from the US Pentagon. There are surveillance cameras and alarms throughout the building. As long as I set them up, as soon as she opened her bedroom door,
The alarm bell will sound in our room. As soon as he said this, I fell asleep peacefully.
As soon as I touched the pillow, the nightmare that haunted me in the past started again. The man who looked exactly like me hit my head with a Boretta 92F pistol. No matter how I escaped,
Wherever I go, he will always be waiting for me in front of me. I die again and again. The last scene really frightened me. I actually saw that mysterious woman laughing coldly at me in my dream...
I woke up with a start, rubbed my eyes with the heels of my hands, and looked at the clock. It was already evening, and the rays of the setting sun shone into the room, coating it with a layer of golden-red light.
Snap.
Feilong turned on the light, leaned his fat body back, and said: "You're awake, you must have had a nightmare again. Come on! Now that you have had enough sleep, tell me about my experience of going to the Qinglong Ghost Palace.
Well, when you’re done, go down and let Mr. Long steam the lamb for you, haha.”
There is no way, in fact, I don’t want to mention these things, but first, Fei Long is also a very curious person, there is no way he will not continue to ask, sooner or later he will have to tell; second, I really have to tell these things
, find someone with strong logic to help me sort it out, and see if they can analyze what I haven't thought of yet.
So, next I told Fei Long about what happened after I separated from him on June 3. Everyone knew what happened, but only Fei Long didn't know. Slowly I mentioned that Li Sanzi was dead.
At that moment, he kicked the quilt to the ground as if to relieve his anger, and cursed: "Damn it, he deserves to die, the motherfucker was just trying to do it to him! Look at the person who made a fool of him, isn't he just a lackey, pretending to be something else?
Garlic! His grandma’s.”
I quickly put my hand on his chest to calm him down and advised him not to be angry. The greatest sin is death, so don't be like him.
After three words of advice and two words of advice, he patted my hand and said, "Oh, I'm not angry anymore. I'm mainly angry that they took you away. I don't care anyway. Let's continue."
I said yes, and then continued to talk about the survivors of the Northern Xiang Kingdom in the Bronze Fishing Village. Fortunately, there was a drink on the bedside table. It made my mouth smoke as I talked about it. I took a quick look and saw that it was already two or three o'clock in the night. Feilong came from a
After being soft-spoken at the beginning, I now straightened up and listened carefully. During this period, he asked a lot of questions. I explained the situation and my analysis in detail. It was obvious that he was very serious and cared about it.
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I thought to myself, there isn’t much more to come, I’ll finish telling you, and then I’ll go back to sleep quickly to reverse the jet lag. After all, I don’t want to sleep in broad daylight in the future.
Just as I was about to open my mouth, Feilong's landline rang. He frowned when he saw it. I asked what was going on, and he said it was an unknown number.
He hesitantly pressed the speakerphone, and suddenly a voice sounded on the other end of the phone that made my hair stand on end! Because the owner of this voice should be dead!
