Few people knew about Gan Yunting's people following the golden knife, not even Qingyi.

He only knew that Gan Yunting had left someone there to pay attention to the follow-up development, but he didn't know too much about all the details of the Golden Knife incident.

It is precisely because of this that this time Gan Yunting did not hand over this matter to him to deal with at the beginning, but went there himself.

If you can handle this matter yourself, it's naturally good, if you can't handle it, it's not impossible to let Qingyi get involved.

He wanted to try not to let Gan Guoheng know about it, after all, he and Ye Baizhi were acting very harmoniously now.

He couldn't make the old man suspicious.

In winter, the fog in the city is thick, and even at this point in time, the visibility of the viaduct over the river is still impressive.

Soon, the highway was congested, and although Gan Yunting was anxious, he could only move forward slowly with the traffic.

Fortunately, during this period, he received another call from his subordinates, saying that the whereabouts of the golden knife had been locked, and as for whether to report it to the police, they needed to ask him what he meant.

"Report, you must report, since the police want to use him to find out the black hand behind it, you should try to help the police to complete this matter. ”

His power has not yet reached a monstrous status, and joining forces with the police is the most appropriate way to deal with it.

Besides, ZG is a legal country, even if he wants to deal with the golden knife privately, if the police know about it, he will not be the unlucky one in the end, this is not like abroad, everything can be settled with money.

This is also the reason why he would rather calculate Ding Ting than directly choose to dispose of him.

As for Li Decai, it was really unbearable, so he would let Mucang help him and get him to go abroad to dispose of it, if he realized that he was unwilling to go abroad, maybe he would still be in a corner at this time, and he would not be as tall as a person on the grave.

Knowing that the whereabouts of the golden knife were still in the local area, Gan Yunting felt much more at ease, as long as he hadn't escaped yet, he would not threaten An Yunuo's safety, and he would not be in a hurry.

After surviving this section of congestion, the rest of the journey will be much easier.

Because the fog is getting thicker and thicker, many vehicles have chosen to get off the highway and take the national highway, there is no high-speed restriction there, and because most of the national highways can enter the vicinity of the city, there are not so many mountains, the natural fog is not so thick, and the road is much easier to walk.

Gan Yunting originally planned to follow the national highway, but he was a little anxious, and in the end he could only choose to continue to move forward on the highway.

Speaking of which, the distance between the two cities was not far, but it was already evening when he arrived.

During this period, the phone has not been disconnected, although his own people secretly reported the whereabouts of the golden knife to the police, but because the local shantytown, this person is too complicated, and the police can only temporarily surround that piece, and have not completely caught the golden knife.

They could only be sure that the golden knife was still in their encirclement, but they didn't know where he was.

Gan Yunting's people knew where the golden knife was, but due to their identity and the complicated terrain of the shantytown, they didn't know if there were any accomplices of the golden knife, even if they knew the location of the golden knife, it was inconvenient to explain it to the police, so all along, they could only follow the golden knife, but they couldn't start directly.

Judging from the situation summarized by his subordinates, it seems that Jin Dao was in this shantytown, and his foothold changed and changed, but it never attracted the attention of the people around him, which shows that his foothold was prepared in advance, and even if he suddenly moved in, others would not feel abrupt.

As for who is behind his back, his subordinates are still unclear.

After Gan Yunting finally got off the highway, he drove directly towards the shantytown.

The last time he came here, he had already figured out the terrain and the situation of the shantytown, and he knew it roughly.

The terrain there is intricate, and the people inside are also intricately classified.

Many criminals are hiding in this shanty town, and his rash entry will definitely attract a lot of attention.

As he drove past the shantytown, he knew that the police deployment was really too easy to see through, looking at the couples holding hands on the road and the cleaners sweeping the streets around the shantytown.

Whose lovers will keep staring at the people around them when they are holding hands on the road, and they have not looked at their object seriously from beginning to end, which is like a lover.

And what's the matter, where are the cleaners?

If you are in the city, this is fine, it can be said to keep the city clean, but this is a shantytown, it is the edge of the city, and it is not easy to have a cleaner come and clean it on weekdays.

There happened to be a traffic jam near the shantytown, and Gan Yunting took the opportunity to get stuck in the traffic, making it look like he was looking around because he was bored in the traffic jam, and he would definitely not let his observation be noticed by others.

The shantytown is surrounded by some so-called small shops, and there are still many shops open, and there are even some street stalls, which are also very lively at this time.

Gan Yunting looked at those barbecue stalls, and suddenly felt a little hungry in his stomach, he turned his mind, took advantage of the traffic, and inserted the car into the other lane openly.

If it weren't for the fact that the logo of his car looked very expensive, it is estimated that the rear car would have crashed into it, otherwise it would not have been honking the horn to vent his anger.

Following the traffic, he turned left at the front intersection and entered the street opposite the shantytown.

Looking for a less conspicuous place, he parked his car in the parking lot in front of a supermarket, not to mention that it was very close to the shantytown, and he believed that no one would dare to do anything to his car, after all, the police station was not far away.

After getting out of the car, he first grabbed his neatly combed hair casually, then looked at the woolen coat on his body, took it off and threw it into the car, and went to the back box to dig out a loose sweater that looked old and had pimples.

Luckily, the temperature here is much higher than over there, so even if you just wear a sweater, you won't feel too cold.

He was wearing a pair of white-washed jeans, which looked okay, but the new shoes on his feet looked a little out of place.

He couldn't show his flaws like those cops, so he took out a pair of shoes from the trunk that he didn't know how long they had been missing in them and put them on.

Sitting back in the car, observing his current appearance in the rearview mirror, he took out a pair of wide-rimmed glasses from a drawer and put them on, then got out of the car and walked towards the shantytown.

In the eyes of outsiders, at this time, he was just a young man who was a little down-and-out and had just gotten off work.