"!" Nan Zeyu was so angry that he threw Tao's phone to the ground. The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info "snapped", and the mobile phone screen shattered.

"What's wrong?" Tao couldn't see all this, he could only judge by Nan Zeyu's voice that something very bad had happened.

"Two of your buddies were killed, and the bodies I just dragged in were their bodies, and the man sent a message to demonstrate and ask to see the steward next time. Nan Zeyu gritted his teeth and said, "I remember these eyes, burned to ashes." He turned to Tao Fu, "It's all your fault, and now Mous has come to the door!"

"Is it really Mous?" Tao couldn't feel a moment of dizziness, he took two steps back and slumped back in his chair. He shuddered and took out his cigarette case, and pulled out another cigarette.

"Otherwise?" Nan Zeyu glared at him, and then remembered that the other party couldn't see it, "This person's skin around his eye sockets is wrinkled, and he is obviously very old. And, who else but Mous would have such eyes now?" he reached out to help Tao not be able to light a cigarette, and then lit one for himself.

Tao couldn't hold the cigarette, but he didn't take a puff, he was like a frosted eggplant, and said weakly, "He came for me." ”

Nan Zeyu took a puff of his cigarette and pondered for a while, "It's really not necessarily for you." Mous had harassed her before, and then he had wandered outside the police station, and I thought he was targeting me. ”

Tao couldn't be surprised and said, "Mous hasn't seen you before, does he have any trouble with you?"

Nan Zeyu was silent for a while, "Have you forgotten Mous's other identity?"

Tao couldn't take two puffs of his cigarette, "I see, you mean, he's here to avenge that dog." ”

"Mous is Han Nuowei's grandfather, if he knew that Han Nuowei was in prison and died because of his escape, he would definitely settle the account on our heads. Nan Zeyu shook the ashes of his cigarette, "Although I don't know how Mous escaped the police in 91, I think that if he dares to kill our people in such a high-profile manner, it is tantamount to a public declaration of war." ”

"Mous wasn't like that before. Tao couldn't frown, "Although he is very good at kung fu, he is not indiscriminately killing innocent people, let alone arrogantly throwing corpses at us." ”

"We are the enemies of his grandson, and you have betrayed his son, so he will not be relentless. Nan Zeyu sneered and said, "If it were me, I might have gone even further." ”

Tao couldn't help but continue the topic, and he asked, "Are there any useful clues that can be found in the surveillance?"

"No, most of his face is covered and the license plate number is not visible. The video he sent was deleted by him within a few seconds, and I couldn't watch it again if I wanted to. Nan Zeyu was much calmer now, he extinguished the cigarette in his hand, and then walked out of the counter and picked up the phone on the floor.

"Can't you check the number he sent?"

"He used Xiao Lu's mobile phone to send a message, and I guess the phone was already in the trash at this time. Nan Zeyu threw the broken phone on the counter, "Mous's intention is obvious, he wants us to know that he has seven-colored amber in his hand, and if he wants it, he has to exchange his life." I just don't know, is our life enough to change?"

Tao couldn't hear it in horror: "Young master, you mean, we are going to trade with him?"

"How many times have I told you, don't call me that!" Nan Zeyu shouted angrily, "Are you sarcastic about me?"

"The subordinates don't dare!" Tao couldn't apologize quickly, he suddenly remembered that Nan Zeyu didn't like this word either, so he hurriedly changed his words, "Don't dare!"

"When did I say I was going to trade with him?" Nan Zeyu sat down in his chair in annoyance, "Don't guess, I won't let you take the risk." ”

Tao couldn't hear him say this, and felt a little comforted, but Nan Zeyu's next words made his heart hang in the air again. "We've got to get the seven-colored amber, no matter what method we use. Nan Zeyu's expression was gloomy, "We have to act before the others, don't sit and wait for instructions." ”

"So, what are we going to do?" Tao couldn't listen to Nan Zeyu's breathing gradually becoming more steady, and guessed that he must have an idea.

"Your surveillance footage isn't completely unhelpful. Nan Zeyu suddenly laughed, "The little boy who came to your store this morning must have some kind of commonality with the one who came more than a month ago, so he was targeted by Mous and used to spread the word." Nan Zeyu looked calm, as if he didn't remember that he had denied Tao's proposal to investigate the little boy half an hour ago.

"He's always so capricious. Tao couldn't think about it, but what came out of his mouth was, "What do you mean ......?"

"I mean, you go look up these two little boys and find out what they have in common. Maybe they go to the same school, maybe they live in the same neighborhood, maybe they all like a certain kind of toy. In short, they must have something in common, and you must find out. Nan Zeyu casually picked up the purple flashlight on the counter and pressed it non-stop.

"Okay. Tao couldn't agree stubbornly, at this time, he smelled a breath of blood, but since Nan Zeyu hadn't explained how to deal with the corpse, he had to endure it first.

"Actually, I had a problem this morning. Nan Zeyu sighed, "On the night of the 13th, at Wan Guohou's house, Gao Jin and Wan Guohou and I were photographed and posted on the "Shenyou Morning News", and it was also a sensational headline, and I wrote blindly. ”

"How so?" Tao said nervously, "What do you mean by the person who is secretly filming?

"I don't know, maybe it's trying to blackmail me. Nan Zeyu put down the flashlight, "I'm not afraid of blackmail, and I'm not afraid of any brainless person reporting me, I'm afraid that this matter is related to Mous." ”

"Wouldn't it?" Tao couldn't be taken aback, "Mous has always been a loner and won't work with the media." He rolled his cloudy eyes, "And Mous definitely can't get into the crown, so the security check is still quite strict." ”

"Yes, I hope I'm worried. Nan Zeyu knocked on the glass counter twice, then turned his head and glanced at the burlap bag on the ground, "Those few who eat will come back in a while, you can ask them to deal with it again." I have other things to do, so I'm not going to stay here. ”

"Yes. ”

Nan Zeyu stood up: "Don't panic, this matter is dealt with, no one will know." If Xiao Lu and Xiao Tong's family asks, you pretend to be stupid and say that you don't know, the guys in the store, you can do it. ”

"That'...... What if their families call the police?" Tao asked, unconcerned.

"Are you scared stupid today?" Nan Zeyu couldn't bear it, "I still want to teach you this kind of?"

Tao couldn't react, and quickly nodded and said, "I understand, I understand." Sorry to bother you. ”

Nan Zeyu walked to a burlap bag tiredly, "Do it clean and beautiful, don't keep your tail." ”

Tao couldn't feel a pang in his heart, he understood that not leaving a tail meant to completely extinguish his mouth. "We'll have to hire new people again," he thought helplessly.

"That's right. Nan Zeyu stopped, "I almost forgot." He stared at Tao's face, "When you went to pick me up at the dock in 02, you didn't leak the news, did you?"

"Of course not!" Tao replied nervously, "I went alone, and then arranged for you to stay in the guest house, and you stayed there until you went to the county bureau to report, did you forget?"

"Wan Guohou's oil painting, I always feel that it is alluding to something. Nan Zeyu subconsciously touched his forehead, but there was no sweat on his forehead.

"You mean, the two people who look like father and son in that painting refer to the two of us?" Tao couldn't use his cane, walked to a high chair next to Nan Zeyu, and slowly sat down. "However, didn't Master Hou deny his speculation at the time, saying that the two of them don't look alike?"

"I'm not worried that the painter happened to see us and painted it. Nan Zeyu's speed of speech was not fast, which made Tao unable to wait a little anxious, but Tao couldn't and didn't dare to urge Nan Zeyu, so he could only pick the pattern on the handle of the cane in vain.

"What I don't understand is why he paid 300 million yuan for this painting? Even if it is the work of a famous master, I don't see anything special about this painting. Moreover, there are also things in this painting that make Yu Jingbo's family feel uncomfortable, don't you see it, Sui Qingliu was so frightened that he almost fainted. Although there is no Gao Jin on the painting, the bald head on the boat is suspicious enough. Nan Zeyu thought thoughtfully, "This Hancheng scenery painting happens to have people who are similar to the men of our three families, and I don't believe it's a coincidence." ”

"But don't you ask Frank Motherwell to paint a picture satirizing the three of us? I remember that I saw the news of Frank Motherwell's death last year, and at that time, Hou Ye didn't know us. After hearing this, Nan Zeyu looked a little unhappy, but he had to admit that the old man's analysis was reasonable.

"Besides, we haven't had any dealings with Hou Ye before, and we haven't offended him, so there's no need for him to target us like this, this should be a coincidence, it's you who put several things together. Tao couldn't help but say, "It is normal for an Englishman who is so rich that he thinks he is a Chinese expert, and wants to be vassally elegant, and make a few half-understood comments on appreciation." ”

He heard that Nan Zeyu didn't say anything, so he continued, "Hancheng is a small place, and I believe that it is very likely that among the guests attending the banquet that night, only a few of us are from Hancheng. Hou Ye wanted to show his goodwill, so he invited a few of us Hancheng people to look at a Hancheng painting, which is normal. There may be some people on the picture who are somewhat similar to us, so Hou Ye compares us, how does he know that we don't like this connection? Even if he speaks Chinese well, after all, he is still an Englishman, how can he understand the hospitality in Chinese culture? In addition, foreigners sometimes can't distinguish the faces of yellow people, and they feel that yellow people all look similar, which is not strange. Tao couldn't be afraid that Nan Zeyu would focus on Wan Guohou and ignore Mous, he desperately analyzed various possibilities, hoping that Nan Zeyu would be able to distinguish priorities after hearing this.

Nan Zeyu looked at Tao's eyes, and couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, sometimes it was not a bad thing to see clearly. He lowered his head and thought silently for a moment, then raised his head, "Okay, even if all of what you said is true, there is one more thing that I can't ignore no matter what. ”

"What's the matter?"

"On the night of the 13th, for several hours, Wan Guohou did not eat a single thing, nor did he drink a sip of wine or drink. Nan Zeyu said, "After I went home, the more I thought about it, the more wrong it became. If we weren't all standing here now, I would have suspected that he had poisoned us. ”

"Then you know now that Hou Ye is innocent?" Tao couldn't say.

"But I still can't quite believe him. ”

"I think Master Hou is very kind to you, and he seems to appreciate you. Tao couldn't recall the banquet, "Do you remember?" he praised Jiaojiao several times later. ”

"Hmph. It's hard to say now, I always feel that when he looks at people, although he has a smile on his face, there is no emotion in his eyes, which gives me a feeling of honey belly. Coupled with his troublesome relative, Xie Madheart, the more I thought about it, the more uncomfortable I became. Nan Zeyu frowned, "After Wan Guohou appeared, too many things happened. Ye Yingjun died in front of his car, and there was still a business card he gave to Ma Daosheng on the corpse; Ma Daosheng's death was also related to him; the manager of Ye Yingjun's store was taken away by him and trained to become a housekeeper; his relative, who didn't know whether it was a nephew or a nephew, rescued Jiaojiao from Mous's hands; at his banquet, an oil painting of Hancheng appeared; and even worse, the photo of me attending his banquet also appeared in the newspaper!"

"The matter between Ye Yingjun and Ma Daosheng has nothing to do with us, whether he was killed by the Marquis of Wanguo? Xie Crazy saved Jiaojiao, which is a good thing; the matter of oil painting has been explained just now; as for the photos, I have to say, if I were the Marquis of Wanguo, if I were to deal with you, I would definitely not use such a clumsy method!" Tao couldn't defend Wanguohou, the more uncomfortable Nan Zeyu's heart became, but it was difficult for him to refute these words.

"Forget it. Nan Zeyu walked to the door, "I'm going to meet someone, and in a few days, we'll be able to know who Wan Guohou is." He snorted coldly from his nose and pulled the door open.

At an intersection four blocks away from the amber shop, a white pickup truck turned a corner and slowly stopped on the side of a small road. The driver jumped out of the car and tore off the plastic bag that was covering the license plate. He then crumpled up the tattered plastic bag and threw it into a dumpster on the side of the road. At this point, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't eaten breakfast yet, but it was almost noon, so he locked the car door and walked into a convenience store on the side of the road.

At the checkout, he saw the "Shen You Morning Post" on the newspaper shelf, and the photo on the cover caught his attention. He picked up a newspaper, settled the bill, and walked out of the convenience store. He didn't bother to get into the car, he stood on the side of the road and read the newspaper, and as he read it, a sarcastic smile suddenly appeared on his face.