Chapter 50: Tracking

The night market, the Xinjiang mutton skewer barbecue stall, the stall that was smashed by Wang Hu's faction was reopened, and this time Zhang Ziyu increased his capital by 30,000 yuan, what plastic chairs, wooden tables and barbecue stoves were replaced with new ones, and even the tents were replaced with Decathlon's, and the surrounding small businesses all cast envious eyes.

In the center of the greenhouse, there is a neat row of folding tables, on which there are more than a dozen barrels of freshly opened draft beer, more than 20 young men sit down around the long table, there are yellow hair, green hair, white hair, and a few strong men wearing security uniforms, Zhang Ziyu, who ran out of the hospital, sat in front of his head, and half of the bandage was exposed in the open collar of his shirt on his upper body, and he raised his beer glass high and said loudly: "Brothers, cheers." ”

More than two dozen beer glasses were raised, and with a "cheers" touch, the white foam in the large beer glasses was sprinkled everywhere, and the young hormones rippled in this small space, so lively.

Eat meat, drink wine, in addition to the draft beer pipe enough, there is a fat sheep hanging on the barbecue stove, I saw the barbecue guy holding a knife, from time to time cut a piece of meat from the sheep's body, directly on the iron net roasting, and not stringing steel bars, just this speed can not keep up with it, Ai Shan on the side is also busy leaning back and forth, and the guest stringed up the work of roasting leeks.

Today the boss has a treat, the brothers are open to eat, some time ago the haze is naturally swept away, it is said that the boss also won a good citizen award this time, the government also issued a bonus of 10,000 yuan, there was a chance to be on TV, but the boss did not want to be in the limelight, to refuse, for this brother regretted for several days.

There is no shortage of wandering singers in the distribution center of night market food stalls like this, usually they will carry an acoustic guitar on their backs, push a small speaker with a small cart, and hang a small bee-shaped microphone around their necks, wandering around the sheds, ordering a song for a few yuan, there are middle-aged people in their thirties and forties, and poor college students in their twenties.

It just so happened that two young men who were performing arts walked into the barbecue shed to do business, and when they saw what this group of big brothers was celebrating, one of the young men with a bright brain walked up to Luo Xiaobo and said with a smile: "Abductor, let's have a song." ”

Luo Xiaobo, who was drinking with his head down, was about to go crazy when he was stopped by Zhang Ziyu, turned his head to the showman and said, "Can you sing the glorious years?" After speaking, he took out a hundred-yuan bill from his wallet and handed it over.

The showman's eyes lit up suddenly, he quickly took the money, and replied politely: "Yes, yes, thank you." ”

After a while, another guy tuned the speaker, the two wandering singers are estimated to be natives of Hanbei, Cantonese pronunciation with a slight Hanbei accent, it was a little unaccustomed to listening at first, but the more you listened, the more flavorful it became, and everyone couldn't help but beat along.

The bell rings to call home... In his life...... It seems to be a little embarrassed... What black skin means to him... It's a lifetime of dedication... In the battle of skin color... Years turn possession into loss...............

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Two streets away from the Wanglongtan bathing club, in a box on the second floor, Wang Hu was lying on the wide single massage table wearing a bathrobe with the characteristics of the bathing center, and he saw a cigarette in his mouth, shaking Erlang's legs leisurely, with a relaxed expression and a little comfortable.

Next to him sat a well-dressed middle-aged man, who looked a little reserved, looking at the watch on his left hand from time to time, as if he was in a hurry.

"What the hell are you looking for me, I think you're crazy, and you still have an appointment with this kind of place!" The middle-aged man's words obviously smacked of rebuke.

When Wang Hu heard this, he was not annoyed, but replied with a smile: "Lao Yu, don't worry, it's safe here." ”

"Hmph, you have a big heart, and you don't run away when this happens. ”

"What kind of road do I run, as long as you don't talk nonsense in front of the strip, who can find me?" Wang Hu's tone was still relaxed, and he paused and said: "By the way, how did the third child go wrong, what about the money." ”

It turns out that these two are Wang Hu and Yu Changming, since the bank robbery, Wang Hu has been living in Wanglongtan, and has not gone home for two days and two nights, of course, he has not been idle in the past two days, but inquired about the details of the robbery through his relationship in Hanbei Road, but this case has been given a gag order, Wang Hu and Qiangzi naturally can't get any inside information, no way, only to invite Lao Yu, a witness to the robbery, to come and talk, don't look at Wang Hu's appearance on the surface, in fact, at this time there has been a group of panicked people in their hearts。

"Qian Qian Qian, you are still thinking about money, fortunately those boys were killed by the police on the spot, otherwise we would all be finished!" Yu Changming, who has always been gentle and elegant, could no longer hold back the anger in his heart at this time, looking at the dead black fat man in front of him, he really wanted to immediately pull out the dagger pinned to his waist and wipe his neck.

Seeing that Yu Changming was angry, Wang Hu hurriedly reassured: "Lao Yu, don't be angry, don't I also want to inquire about the situation, we are now people in the same boat, and everyone's safety is the king." "These words are soft and rigid, both soft and superficial, I don't want to think about it.

"Don't worry, the police can't find you here, so it's better for us to see each other less, I'll leave first." Yu Changming suppressed his anger, got up and opened the door of the private room, and walked straight out.

Seeing Yu Changming coming out, Qiangzi, who had been guarding the door, hurriedly ran into the private room and asked, "Brother Tiger, are you okay?"

Wang Hu nodded with a gloomy face: "It should be safe, let's go, we should also go home." ”

Yu Changming got out of Wanglongtan, walked quickly to the side of the street and stopped a taxi to report the destination, and sat on it, his heart was a mess at this time, and he was restless, people like Wang Hu would definitely not be able to get rid of it for a lifetime, this time the case was too big, and one more person knew the inside story, the more dangerous it was, and he was completely trapped this time, hey, he blamed himself for his uncompetitive son, hey, he didn't do it at all..................

Ten minutes later, Wang Hu and Qiangzi also came out of Wanglongtan, and the two got into a Fukang car without a license plate and drove away.

Opposite the bathing center is the wall of the Beihu community, there is a row of tall and dense plane trees planted on the side of the road, one of the plane trees flashed a vigorous figure behind it, Harrick in black has been squatting for an hour, he is a scout with excellent patience and superb concealment skills, he has been following Yu Changming for two days, this bank manager lives a life of three points and one line every day, it can be said that it is extremely ordinary, but tonight he still found his secret, he was actually Wanglongtan who came with Wang Hu's strong son, sure enough, an hour later, Wang Hu also appeared, it seems that there is a secret between them。

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Hanbei TV, in the office of the 'Jingshi Live Broadcast' column, Jiang Tao sat on the sofa with a depressed face, and the director of the half-aged sat behind the desk and looked at him with a smile and said: "Xiao Jiang, do something else, go to Caidian tomorrow to see the lonely and widowed old people, and send them warmth." ”

"Director, this episode of the show is so good, why don't you let it be broadcast, who does it mean!" Jiang Tao shook his head, looking reluctant.

"Xiao Jiang, this is what the leaders of the station mean, you have to understand and support, as journalists, we must carry forward the main theme. The director of the half-aged flicked the bangs in front of his forehead, stood up, walked to Jiang Tao with a smile and sat down, tidied up his dress, squinted at Jiang Tao's straight chest, and the handsome face couldn't help but tremble in his heart, I haven't felt this way for a long time, is this the breath of youth?

"Aren't grassroots heroes worth promoting? I see ......" Jiang Tao saw the director leaning over against him, and involuntarily sat down next to him again, widening the distance.

"Alas, be content, Xiao Jiang, the report of the day before yesterday has already asked you to do it, forget about this issue. When the director saw Jiang Tao moving to the side, he was a little unhappy, and his voice was not as gentle as just now.

"But, but I'm reporting on it... And how hot the report was the day before yesterday..."Jiang Tao's voice is getting smaller and smaller, and in the face of reality, he, a well-known reporter, can only compromise.

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