Mr. Qiao didn't recognize Qiu Lan at all when he saw Qiu Lan come to the private room, and even felt a little playful and cute, laughed lowly, and drank the wine that Qiu Lan handed him.

Qiu Lan watched Mr. Qiao drink the wine he handed over, knowing that Mr. Qiao was not wary of himself, and his heart relaxed a lot, but Qiu Lan was still very disgusted with his current disguise, especially when Mr. Qiao had just made a dishonest hand on himself at the door of the private room, and now sat beside him and looked at his behavior with a smile, Qiu Lan felt very disgusted.

But since he has decided to investigate the case in this way, he can't go back if he says anything, and if he doesn't get the result he wants, he is really sorry for these sacrifices here today, thinking like this, Qiu Lan's mentality eased a lot, and looked at Mr. Qiao with a smile, as if he didn't mind Mr. Qiao's eyes on his body, and even quietly leaked out his career line more obviously.

A few people around seemed to be very good friends with this Mr. Qiao, and seeing that Mr. Qiao was so attentive to a strange woman, they all started to coax on the side.

"Hey, Qiao Dashao, where did you find this beauty, it's not shallow. As he spoke, he also looked at Qiu Lan's body, Qiu Lan didn't hide, and still maintained the posture just now, but Mr. Qiao couldn't help it, and pressed the person who made the voice to the sofa.

Seeing this scene, Qiu Lan couldn't help laughing, not that she deliberately wanted to relax the vigilance of these people in the private room, but that Qiu Lan really thought this kind of slapstick was funny.

"Why, you're so happy to see me being beaten, hurry up and pull your Qiao Dashao away from me. The beaten man looked at Qiu Lan, who was trembling with laughing flowers, and couldn't help but speak, his tone full of grievances and unwillingness.

"You yell at him again and give it a try, you see if I will spare you tonight, you can continue. I saw Mr. Qiao pull up the person who was pressed on the sofa before, and pressed half of his arm so that the person couldn't move.

"Don't dare, don't dare, don't dare, hey, it's really, your people aren't good yet, I'm not going to touch it, let go of me quickly." Hearing this, Mr. Qiao let go of him and sat back beside Qiu Lan.

Another person who wanted to come over and drink with Qiu Lan was also dismissed by him.

"Hey, what's your name, I've never seen you here before, that's where you're from. Mr. Qiao opened his mouth to ask Qiu Lan, although it seemed to be just a few casual words, Qiu Lan didn't dare to be careless, and secretly considered a few words before speaking.

"You're not wrong that you're Mr. Qiao, when the waiter came to me just now, he said that a gentleman surnamed Qiao invited me to come up. Qiu Lan was confirming the identity of the person in front of her.

"That's right, I'm that Mr. Qiao, can you tell me the question I just asked you?" said and pressed half of his body towards Qiu Lan again.

Qiu Lan pretended to get up and pour water to avoid this physical contact, but she also had to answer Mr. Qiao's question.

"My name is Karen, and I'm here from F City, because I heard that this is the biggest bar in the city, so I came here to have fun, but I didn't expect it to be just as boring here. Qiu Lan drank water and shrugged helplessly at Mr. Qiao.

"Oh, that's right, I'm from F, so what kind of fun are you looking for this time, the boys in this bar are all outstanding. As he spoke, Mr. Qiao crossed Erlang's legs and leaned back on the sofa as if he had heard some joke.

"Come here, pour me a drink. Qiu Lan was not easy to refute, so she had to put down the water glass and pour wine for Mr. Qiao, but who knows, as soon as she sat down, she was pulled into her arms by Mr. Qiao, and Qiu Lan couldn't play the wine bottle with both hands.

"Hey, why do you like to come to the bar so much? Saying that, Mr. Qiao's hand on Qiu Lan's back stretched out into Qiu Lan's clothes.

"Didn't you say it, I'm here to have fun, but there's no fun at all, so it's boring. Saying that, Qiu Lan quietly pressed the palm that moved up and down her back, feeling Qiu Lan's resistance, Mr. Qiao's interest was even higher.

In order to divert Mr. Qiao's attention and find out if there was a drug deal here, Qiu Lan had no choice but to start chatting with Mr. Qiao, trying to get some information she wanted.

After all, I just want to come to the private room to have a look, looking for an opportunity to check whether there is a drug infestation, because once there is a drug infestation in a place, then there will be a drug transaction in this place, as long as you can be sure that there is a drug transaction here, then you will have a new clue, and you can continue to investigate, and strive to solve this case as soon as possible.

Here Qiu Lan was busy wrestling with the dishonest Mr. Qiao in front of her, and Xu Chengyan and Xu Chengyan and others who were downstairs watched Qiu Lan not coming down for a long time, for fear that something would happen to Qiu Lan if she stayed upstairs, but even if Qiu Lan in the private room could see the people in the booth below, she couldn't pass the news to these people.

Mr. Qiao has drunk nearly four bottles of wine under his own various coaxes, looking at the man who was just a little drunk in front of him, Qiu Lan couldn't help but start admiring the amount of alcohol this man, but whether he can drink or not has nothing to do with himself at all, Qiu Lan noticed that although he drank less, he also had some alcohol, so he wanted to take this opportunity to get out.

"Mr. Qiao, I'm a little drunk, can you let me go out and wash my face and sober up, I'll come over and drink with you later, okay?" Qiu Lan snuggled into Mr. Qiao's arms and pleaded delicately.

"No, I haven't drunk enough, you are not allowed to leave, stay and drink with me. Mr. Qiao hugged the villain in his arms tighter, and the smell of wine spit out of Mr. Qiao's mouth made Qiu Lan nauseous, but Qiu Lan could only endure it.

"Oh, you're really, aren't you a little drunk, you lie here and rest for a while, I'll wash my face, and I'll come back and drink with you right away." With that, he put Mr. Qiao flat on the sofa, pushed open the door of the private room and walked out by himself.

"Oh my god, I'm sick to death. Qiu Lan leaned against the wall of the private room, panting to relieve her own range, and staggered towards the toilet.

In the toilet, Qiu Lan poured several handfuls of water on her face before she sobered up a little.

"Oh my God, what kind of wine is this, it's so high. Qiu Lan muttered as she splashed water on her face again. When I felt awake, I walked out of the bathroom.

Still leaning against the wall, he forced himself to cheer up and observe the situation in the hallway.