On the third day after Wan Guohou held a banquet, at 8:50 a.m., Nan Zeyu entered his office. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He admired the glass hall on the windowsill for a moment, then moved it so that it was completely exposed to the sun, and then he placed a pot of Hoshiotome in the shade so that it would not be exposed to the sun. "When I have time, I'm going to get some more wrinkled leaf unicorns and evergreen grass. Nan Zeyu thought so, looked at a few pots of meat on the windowsill for a while, and then walked behind the desk in a hurry, pulled out a chair, and sat down.

There were three new newspapers on the table, as well as two shipments. Nan Zeyu glanced at the sender's name on the cover of the express mail, and instinctively guessed that it should be the promotional materials sent to him by some public welfare organization, and he was not interested in these at all, so he pushed the express aside and opened the newspaper casually.

Nan Zeyu first picked up the "Party Newspaper" and quickly browsed the two pages of "International Situation" and "Domestic Politics and Economy", but found no news that he was interested in. He put down the "Party Newspaper" and picked up the "Shenyou Morning Post" again.

"I have a great friendship with the 'mysterious rich'

The police may have a crisis of confidence"

When Nan Zeyu saw this title, he couldn't help but feel nervous, and when he moved his gaze to the picture under the large-print title, he felt even more uneasy. In this picture, Nan Zeyu, who is standing upright in a suit and leather shoes, is receiving a toast from Gao Jin with a smile on his face, and standing between the two and facing the camera is the unpredictable Wan Guohou.

Nan Zeyu subconsciously sat up straight, quickly finished reading the report, and when he put down the newspaper, his face was already iron-blue.

According to the description of the article, he is almost about to be called a brother to Wan Guohou, and Gao Jin is also his right-hand man and has a close relationship with him. There are many ambiguous analyses written in the article, and each conclusion tries to direct the reader's attention to the "Ye Yingjun falling case" and the self-evident money and power transaction.

He remembered Yu Jingbo, who left early for some reason, this lucky guy did not appear in the photo, so he would not be speculated about. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but curse, "Damn!"

In Nan Zeyu's view, the person who wrote this article is reprehensible. "Yu Xin Zhi'an" is obviously just a pen name, but in fact, a person who wants to rip off money is targeting him. The more Nan Zeyu thought about it, the more angry he became, and read the article again, "Chasing the wind and catching shadows! It's all nonsense!" He angrily threw down the newspaper and kicked the writing desk again.

Nan Zeyu picked up the telephone receiver and tapped on the table with his left hand irritably. Who should I call the head of the Propaganda Department of the municipal party committee? It seems that there is some fuss going into a big deal. But he didn't know the other party well, and he had only eaten once, so what if the other party didn't buy it? Nan Zeyu had a headache and had no choice but to put down the telephone receiver first.

"'Cause-the-players-going na-play, play, play, play, play......" Nan Zeyu's mobile phone suddenly rang, startling him. He looked at the two mobile phones placed side by side on the table, and the screen was on for personal use. As soon as he heard this unfamiliar ringtone, he knew that it was set by his daughter, Nan Zeyu smiled bitterly and pressed the answer, "Call early in the morning, what's the matter?"

After the other party said a word, Nan Zeyu's face immediately changed, "When did it happen?"

While listening to the other party's report, he made an idea in his heart, "Don't panic, don't call the police, wait for me to come." ”

Nan Zeyu hung up the phone and walked out of the office. He came to the door of the large office at the far edge of the floor and opened it gently. A few people sitting inside were chatting listlessly, and when they saw Nan Zeyu appear, they all immediately sat upright.

Nan Zeyu just stood at the door and didn't go in, "Is your director here?"

"It seems to be coming. The nearest police officer replied stiffly.

Nan Zeyu could see at a glance that the other party was lying, but he didn't bother to poke it, "Then you tell him that I have something to do today, and if I can't catch up with the afternoon meeting, let them open it themselves, don't wait for me." ”

"Oh, okay. Almost without waiting for the other party to answer, Nan Zeyu had already closed the door and left, and he left so fast that the young police officer muttered in his heart: Could it be that I was found out for the director's sloppy eyes?

Nan Zeyu drove the car, rampage all the way, he was anxious, he hated to grow a pair of wings. But the morning of the magic capital is so habitually stuck in traffic, he honked the horn, so annoyed that he couldn't help but want to yell.

Finally arrived outside the amber shop where Tao could not be located on the street of the antique city, Nan Zeyu rushed up the steps quickly and pushed open the glass door.

Tao couldn't wait in the store, although his eyes were not good, but his hearing was very sharp, after hearing the movement of opening the door, he immediately turned his head and asked the guy at the door: "Is it uncle?"

"It's me. Nan Zeyu replied.

Tao couldn't hold his cane and walked out from behind the counter, "Are you going to the old place?"

"No, just say it in the store. Nan Zeyu instructed the guy to hang "close" at the door, then took out his wallet, took out a few hundred yuan, and handed it to the guy at the door, "You haven't had breakfast yet, have you? ”

The man took the money, beckoned to the others, and hurried out of the amber shop.

When there were only the two of them left in the store, Nan Zeyu sighed tiredly, and he sat down on a high chair, "Tell me carefully, what is the situation?"

Tao's face was also gloomy, because this was something he never dreamed would happen. In the morning, he came to the shop as usual, and within two minutes of opening, a little boy came and claimed that he had a very rare amber in his hand, which could take on seven colors, and wanted to sell it to them.

The little boy asks to talk to someone who can "make up his mind", and Tao can't explain that he is the shopkeeper, but the little boy doesn't take Tao, who is almost invisible to his eyes, seriously, and has to see the "master".

Tao couldn't talk about it, and even coaxed and deceived, and the little boy reluctantly agreed that he couldn't trade with Tao. However, he did not have amber with him, and after some discussion, the little boy decided that he could not go to his house to pick up the goods for 20,000 grams.

"Is it still the little boy from last time?" Nan Zeyu couldn't help but interrupt Tao Can't.

"It's not. Tao couldn't answer, "Last time, the children's Mandarin was very standard, but this time it sounds like a foreign accent." However, the guy said, the child was also very small, short, and at most six or seven years old. ”

"The price he drove was really low, which was a bit unexpected. ”

"Yes, but I thought, maybe a child stole something from an adult and sold it. Children don't understand the amber market, and it is very possible to shout prices indiscriminately. ”

Nan Zeyu took out the cigarette case, lit a cigarette, and after he took a puff, he slowly spit out the cigarette column, "And then?"

"Then, I will discuss with him, can I let my most trusted buddy go for me?" Tao couldn't smell the smoke, and he was a little itchy, but he couldn't hear Nan Zeyu's joy and anger, so he didn't dare to smoke. He fumbled to the back of the counter, took out an ashtray, and handed it to Nan Zeyu.

"He refused?"

He agreed. Tao couldn't answer, "He should be able to see that my eyes are not good, and it is really inconvenient to move." ”

"So, you let Xiao Lu and Xiao Tong follow him?"

Tao couldn't sigh, he didn't hear the reproach in Nan Zeyu's words, but he couldn't do anything.

The little boy was very young and didn't seem to be any threat, and because of this, Tao couldn't rest assured that Xiao Lu and Xiao Tong would follow him to pick up the goods. In order to make the little boy feel his sincerity, Tao couldn't even take out 15,000 yuan in cash as a deposit and let the little boy take it away.

Tao couldn't and didn't worry about being deceived, because Xiao Lu's skills were outstanding among the guys, and he had heard other guys say that Xiao Lu could split two bricks with his bare hands. Although he couldn't see Xiao Lu clearly, he usually listened to Xiao Lu climb the stairs, and his breathing was very shallow, so he must have kung fu.

And Xiao Tong's biggest hobby is playing nunchucks, no matter where he goes, nunchucks never leave him. He even participated in a nunchucks tournament in Hong Kong, and although he didn't get a good place, it was more than enough for self-defense.

However, an hour passed, Xiao Lu and Xiao Tong did not come back, and Tao had no choice but to tell the guys in the store to call the mobile phones of the two, but they all prompted, "The phone has been turned off." Tao was a little panicked, and he suddenly realized that he didn't know the name of the little boy, nor did he know the specific address.

The little boy's vague "White Bridge Lane" was not far from Tao Wufu, and he immediately sent his men to look for it, but found nothing. It was impossible for him to search from house to house, and in desperation, he thought of Nan Zeyu.

When Nan Zeyu heard this, he glanced at the clock on the wall, "What time does the little boy arrive at the store?"

"It's about eight o'clock. ”

"What time was it when the guy came with him?"

"Eight-twenty. ”

Nan Zeyu thought thoughtfully, "It was half past nine when you called me, and now it's a quarter past ten, and your two buddies have been missing for almost two hours." ”

Tao couldn't say with a sad face: "I thought of calling the police, but I didn't dare." ”

Nan Zeyu sneered: "It's good that you didn't call the police, idiot." He smoked a cigarette and lectured Tao Wu, "The matter of the Seven Colors of Pearls can't be made public, do you know? Are you afraid that the police won't know that you have anything to do with the Neon Country's Unkind Society?"

Tao couldn't nod his head like pounding garlic, oh, as if he remembered something, he raised his head again and said, "Do you want to see the surveillance video in the store?"

Nan Zeyu took an impatient puff of his cigarette, and then flicked the ash in the ashtray, "This kid definitely doesn't know anything, the person behind him obviously consciously changes to a different child to deal with us every time." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Tao's mobile phone rang suddenly, and he hung up before Tao couldn't get through. Tao couldn't take out his phone, unlocked the lock screen, and handed it to Nan Zeyu, "Look at it, is it Xiao Lu and Xiao Tong calling?"

"It's Xiao Lu's number. Nan Zeyu hesitated for a moment and called back, but after "tooting" for a long time, no one answered. Just as he pondered the identity of the caller, another WeChat message popped up on the screen. After Nanze rained, he had an ominous premonition.

What the other party sent was a short video, Nan Zeyu looked at the dark preview screen and pressed the play button.

The photographer slowly moved the camera, and he carefully manipulated the phone until it moved to near his forehead.

The camera flickered suddenly, and then, a pair of golden eyes met Nan Zeyu's eyes.

The video ends.

Nan Zeyu was startled, he stood up uneasily, and the cigarette was thrown into the ashtray. He walked back and forth for a while, distraught, and then decided to watch the video again. But when he clicked on WeChat again, the screen showed that the other party had withdrawn a message and the video was gone.

Nan Zeyu stared at the screen hatefully, as if he wanted to stare it out of two holes.

"What's wrong?" Tao asked uneasily, unable to listen to the movement of the phone.

"The golden eyes have appeared, and your two buddies are going to be out of luck. Nan Zeyu clenched his phone, "I don't know who is next unlucky?"

Tao couldn't answer before he could reply, and a "clang" suddenly sounded, and both of them could hear that it was the sound of glass being smashed by a hard object.

Nan Zeyu's face changed, he immediately stood up, rushed to the door in a few steps, and opened the store.

Two burlap pockets were left in front of Tao's shop, with dazzling blood stains on them. Nan Zeyu carefully looked around and didn't find any suspicious people. In fact, the road where the antique city is located, there are hardly any pedestrians until the afternoon. This made Nan Zeyu breathe a sigh of relief, and after making sure that there was no danger, he dragged two pockets into the store with great difficulty.

He closed the door, drew the curtain again, and undid one of the pockets, revealing a young fellow lying inside. Nan Zeyu recognized that this person was Xiao Lu. He tried to feel Xiao Lu's pulse for a while, but quickly let him go. The other pocket was Xiao Tong, who had already lost his breath.

"This man is so ruthless. Nan Zeyu muttered, "The necks of the two unlucky guys were broken. ”

"I went to check today's surveillance footage, and there was a probe in front of the store. Tao couldn't walk behind the counter and fumbled with the computer.

"Get out of the way, I'll do it myself. Nan Zeyu sat in front of the computer and clicked on the monitoring software. Judging from the surveillance footage, it can only be seen that the person is wearing a mask and wide overalls, and his appearance and age cannot be judged. I saw the man drop two burlap bags in front of the store, and then get into the pickup truck on the side of the road. When he got into the car, he rolled down the window, reached out and threw something at the door, and then drove away. In addition, the man also covered the plastic bag on the license plate, and it was not clear from the picture that there were any numbers. Since the Antique City was close to the viaduct, it was usually not very quiet, so that when the man was doing all this, Nan Zeyu and Tao couldn't have noticed it.

"This person is probably not afraid of being fined by the traffic police? But he dared to kill, and he didn't care about that. Nan Zeyu said mockingly. Before his laughter could stop, a new message was transmitted, and it was sent by Xiao Lu.

Nan Zeyu clicked the message, "Next time, let the steward come." ”

What angered Nan Zeyu the most was that at the end of this message, there was actually a smiling face.