Chapter 104: Be Prepared

K1 thought for a moment and decided not to bother Wan Guohou for now. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info He raised his left hand, clicked on the dial a few times, and then pressed the silicone earphone switch in his right ear, "Mr. Yue, I found a suspicious guy with a camera, what to do?"

Yueshuluo quickly responded.

"Okay, then I'll wait for you on the right side of the empty building. K1 ended the call and turned his head to stare at the white building. He muttered in his heart: Hou Ye has to name a good building "Empty Building", obviously there are people living in it, I really don't understand.

After a while, Yue Shuluo came with people, and several big men stood behind her, with an indescribable momentum. She ordered the servants to send Gao Xiangqi back to Gao Jin, and then said to K1, "Take this person to the office, and you will wait for me there." ā€

"Why don't you come with me now?" K1 asked, puzzled.

"I didn't say hello to Master Hou just now. Yue Shuluo patiently explained, "Moreover, Master Hou is receiving guests now, and it is not convenient to talk to the cufflinks." ā€

K1 suddenly realized, "You're right, then I'll go first." ā€

Ten minutes later, Tsukishu appeared in the office on the first basement floor of the crown. This office was converted from a lounge, with a ceiling covered with relief decorations intertwined with beige and gold, and a mural of the War of the Roses painted on the walls. The desk is located in the middle of the room, and on one side is a human-tall statue of Apollo, the god of the sun. Apollo rode a flaming chariot of the sun, drawn by eight golden horses, clad in armor and spear in hand, and his eyes were like torches, as if he wanted to eradicate all darkness and sin from the earth.

At this time, the sneaky guy had woken up, he was sitting on a red chair, his hands were handcuffed behind the back of the chair, and the whole person looked very decadent.

"I've seen your documents, they are forged, and the real Park Do-gil should be at home in South Korea at the moment. Yue Shuluo said unhurriedly, "Who are you?"

The middle-aged man with half-bald hair and dark circles under his eyes looked around, revealing a confused look. He looked up at the moon and smiled, and he asked in Korean, "Where is this?"

Yue Shuluo walked behind the desk and pressed a button, "Call E1 over." ā€

K1 was in a hurry, he had already rolled up his sleeves, and he was just about to speak, when Yue Shuluo raised his hand, "Don't-worry, it-will-be-done." As she spoke, her eyes kept on the middle-aged man, who was still looking around, looking confused.

E1 was not long in coming. Tsukishuluo nodded at him, "Please-speak-korean." ā€

E1 pulled up a chair and sat down across from the man, speaking in fluent Korean, "What's your name, what do you do?"

The man was stunned for a moment, his expression a little embarrassed, but he still replied in Korean, "I seem to be lost." ā€

E1 turned his head and glanced at Tsuki, who motioned for him to continue, and he said again in Korean, "Answer my question." ā€

The man's eyes rolled and he stumbled in Korean, "I don't understand." ā€

E1 smiled and spat out a Korean phrase, "What a guy who doesn't shed tears when he doesn't see a coffin." ā€

The man continued to pretend to be stupid, "I don't understand. ā€

K1 looked really impatient, he rushed forward, grabbed the man's collar, and said in Chinese: "You live in the magic capital, pretend not to understand Chinese with me?"

The man looked at K1 stunned and said in Korean, "What did you say?"

Without saying a word, K1 punched the man in the stomach, and the man screamed in pain before bending over. "You continue to grunt, I continue to fight, and when you can speak Chinese, I will stop." K1 finished and posed again.

"Don't, don't, don't. The man blurted out, and cold sweat was dripping down.

"What's it called?" K1 asked.

"I'm really Park Do-gil. The man spoke Chinese, but his eyes were evasive, his eyes wandered, and when Yueshu saw this, he said coldly, "Then I will ask E1 to continue to talk to you in Korean." By the way, E1, how does he speak Korean?"

E1 shrugged his shoulders and stood up, "It's about the level of having participated in a Korean shopping group." ā€

K1 laughed, "Bastard, you pretend, and then pretend." E1 is our linguist, he speaks 14 different languages, I see how long you can pretend. ā€

At this time, the watch dial of Yueshuluo flickered, she pressed the headphones, and after saying a few words, she asked the man again, "Found Park Do-gil, this gentleman, do you want to talk to him?"

The man said dejectedly, "No need. ā€

Yue Shuluo ended the call, "Park Do-gil is a veteran employee of the Imperial House, if it weren't for his father's sudden illness three weeks ago, he wouldn't have asked for leave to return to China, and you wouldn't have had the opportunity to replace him in the crown." She smiled, but her eyes were like ice, "All the people who appeared in the crown tonight have a clear identity, and you are not known for trespassing into other people's homes, this crime is not small." We could have called the police, or ......" She deliberately stopped, then glanced at K1.

K1 grabbed him by the collar knowingly, "People like you, you don't have a wife or children at first glance, and no one will shed tears for you when you die." ā€

The man's face turned pale with fright, "Wait a minute!

"Huh, what are you going to say?" K1 didn't let go.

"What do you want to hear?" the man hung his head, frustrated.

"Your name, your job, the purpose of sneaking here, and who helped you get the match. Tsukishu walked up to the man, and E1 immediately got out of the way.

"My name is Feng Liezu. The man said hatefully.

"What words?" asked Yue Shuluo unhurriedly.

"Feng Yuxiang's Feng, the martyr's martyr, the ancestor of the ancestors. ā€

"Go on. ā€

"I don't have a job, I'm just a writer on the Internet, doing self-media. Do you know from the media?" Feng Liezu stared at Yue Shuluo's towering chest, his eyes unconsciously moved down, he saw Yue Shuluo's flat lower abdomen, and the snow-white thighs exposed at the slit of the cheongsam, and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

Yue Shuluo looked at his lewd expression coldly, "What is the name of the self-media you do?"

"A public account. Feng Liezu came back to his senses, "I am the biggest in the Demon Capital." ā€

K1 laughed out loud, E1 almost laughed out loud, but Tsukishuluo still looked calm. She picked up the mobile phone on the table, clicked it a few times at random, and then turned the screen to Feng Liezu, "This is what you do from the media?"

Feng Liezu stretched his neck, and immediately smelled a faint dark fragrance, he swallowed his saliva twice, "Yes." ā€

"What are you doing here?"

"I want to ...... Take a few photos of high society. Feng Liezu said hesitantly, "If the public is interested in you, I'll cater to you, put a few photos of luxury life, and criticize it again." Readers of the rich love to read this kind of article the most. ā€

"Then you can go to the Internet and find a few photos at random, and use all the hard work to get here?" K1 frowned, "You are posting WeChat moments, and the photos don't need to be very high-definition." ā€

"Today's readers are very sophisticated, and if you don't be original, you can't fool them. Feng Liezu sighed, as if he was helpless, "I don't want to take such a risk." ā€

"Who introduced you here?" asked Yueshuluo.

"It's Park Do-gil. Feng Liezu moved his hands that were handcuffed behind the back of the chair slightly, and he felt his neck and hands numb with pain, "Please, don't treat me as a bad person." I'm not a thief!"

"You came in and took a secret picture, and you wanted to lie to us. Yue Shuluo suddenly smiled, and her bright and charming face was like a brilliant peony flower, which made Feng Liezu stunned.

"If you don't speak, do you admit to secretly filming?" K1 saw that Feng Liezu didn't say anything, thinking that he had admitted his mistake.

"No, I'm not secretly filming. Candid shots are usually done with pinhole cameras or something, so I don't count it. Feng Liezu argued stiffly.

"I'm still curious, how did you bring such a big SLR in?" E1 held up Feng Liezu's camera, "This lens is not cheap, right?" ā€

Feng Liezu licked his lips, as if he was pondering how to make up a lie.

"Most of him was secretly brought in with the kitchen equipment, who checked the kitchen equipment?" asked Yue Shuluo.

K1 was stunned, then said a little ashamedly, "It's me." ā€

Yue Shuluo glanced at K1, but didn't blame him, "There are too many people today, you have worked very hard, and it is normal to make a little mistake." K1's face burned a little when he heard this, which made him more uncomfortable than criticism.

"Mr. Yue, come here. E1 fiddled with Feng Liezu's camera, as if he had noticed something unusual. Yue Shuluo walked quickly to him, and he quickly swiped his finger on the screen, "Good guy, I've taken so many shots, this shot is good." ā€

Feng Liezu couldn't help but be a little excited when he heard that he was praising himself, "That's, this is the ...... in the telephoto" Before he finished speaking, he only heard the sound of the "bell", and the E1 had already slammed the camera to the ground.

Feng Liezu was dumbfounded, before he could say a word, E1 stepped on it, only to hear a "creak" sound, and the camera was trampled to pieces.

"Are you crazy?!" Feng Liezu shouted, "This camera is very expensive! I borrowed it from someone!"

E1 smiled, the corners of his eyes naturally downward, with a strange melancholy in his smile, which, combined with his misty grey eyes that always showed that he hadn't woken up, and his ochre-colored hair with strange natural curls, made him look like an old bard - in fact, he was just an Italian who loved oriental food.

"K1, search him and see if there is any other camera equipment. Yue Shuluo commanded.

K1 checked it, and sure enough, he found the phone in his pocket. "What's the unlock code?" K1 asked.

Feng Liezu shouted, "You better send me to the police station, I admit it!"

Yue Shuluo and K1 exchanged glances, and the latter immediately took out his mobile phone and pressed it a few times, "Hey, 110? ā€

"8888!8888!" Feng Liezu shouted in a hoarse voice.

K1 looked at him hesitantly, then typed "8888" into his phone's lock screen. After seeing the main screen, K1 hung up his phone, "What ...... are you" K1 shook his head, and then deleted the crown photos in Feng Liezu's mobile phone album.

"Don't forget to empty the recent deletion. Yue Shuluo's words simply made Feng Liezu fall into despair.

"Mr. Moon, I found one thing. K1 showed the phone to Yue Shuluo, "Have you noticed, there is Hou Ye on every photo." ā€

"Who is Master Hou? I don't know anyone with the surname Hou. Feng Liezu was still pretending to be stupid.

E1 walked up to Feng Liezu and said with a smile, "Do you think we're all stupid?

"I don't understand what you're talking about. As soon as Feng Liezu's words fell, E1 grabbed him by the neck. E1 didn't look tall, but the strength in his hands was not small, and after a few seconds, Feng Liezu's face and neck turned purple red, he was so frightened that his legs kicked wildly, and the handcuffs on his hands smashed against the back of the chair.

E1 let go of his hand, and Feng Liezu immediately coughed violently. Without waiting for Feng Liezu to come to his senses, E1 said, "I have studied a course before, called "Thirty Methods of Killing People with Bare Hands", do you want to try it?"

Feng Liezu's saliva and snot flew everywhere, embarrassed. When he finally caught his breath, he glanced at E1 in fear, then quickly looked away, he had every reason to believe that E1 wasn't trying to scare him.

"Are you talking about that green eye? I didn't mean to shoot him, I saw him look like his master, and there were many dignitaries and nobles around him, so I took a few more pictures of him. He looked at E1 with a skeptical look on his face and almost burst into tears, "I really don't recognize this green eye, this is the first time I've seen him!"

"How do you know that Master Hou is going to hold a banquet?" asked Yue Shuluo.

"Those of us who do self-media have several groups that share some news with each other. Some old fritters added some rich people's friends, as if they saw who posted invitations in the circle of friends, and they knew that they were going to hold a banquet in the crown tonight. Feng Liezu explained like a bamboo tube pouring beans, "They all said that there must be a lot of rich people tonight, take a few photos, write some critical texts, and the traffic of the official account will go up!" He cried with a sad face, "I won't do this again, it's too scary!"

Yueshuluo and K1 exchanged glances, then nodded, "Okay, you can go." K1 walked up behind Feng Liezu and opened the handcuffs for him.

Feng Liezu shuddered and left his chair, "Can I really go?"

Yue Shuluo said angrily, "You still want us to call you a car, don't you?" she turned around, "E1, throw him out." ā€

E1 patted Feng Liezu, "Let's go, self-media." He looked at Feng Liezu, who was stumbling, and showed a narrow smile, "Remember, if you dare to talk more......"

"I don't dare! I will never say it! If I do, I will be hit by a car when I go out!" Feng Liezu looked at the wreckage of the camera on the ground, and swore desperately.

When E1 threw Feng Liezu out of the crown, Feng Liezu walked away for a while in despair. It wasn't until he had walked a whole street and turned another road that he stopped and looked back for a long time. After making sure that no one was following him, he suddenly looked proud: "Hmph, fortunately, Lao Tzu has a good habit of sending photos to the mailbox." ā€