In the evening, Green Island Bar.

Alva led three plainclothes security guards into the bar, they looked at each other, and separated to find the person who sold Tang Xiaoyu the golden cigarettes last night.

The air in the bar was filled with the smell of tobacco and alcohol, the music was so loud that it almost deafened people's ears, and both men and women writhed wildly on the dance floor.

Living in a quiet and peaceful alpine pasture, Alva has become a little uncomfortable with the atmosphere of the bar.

He kept dodging the frantic crowd, looking for it under the flickering lights.

Soon, he spotted a suspicious target, a man who kept walking around, selling something to his customers.

However, this person's appearance does not quite match what Tang Xiaoyu described.

"Did you change people today? Alva thought to himself.

Alva walked up behind the man and patted him on the shoulder from behind.

The man was startled, and when he turned around, he wanted to curse, but when he saw Alva's face full of flesh and scars, he held back the curse and asked softly, "What is the matter with you, sir?"

"Anything good, give me a few pills, I'm going to have a good time today." Alva said rudely.

"I'm sorry, sir, I'm not selling that kind of thing. The man shook his head and said.

"Why, I'm afraid I don't have any money, sell me things, and the money is all yours. Alva pulled out a dozen large Australian dollars from his pocket and slapped them the table next to him, while staring at the man with a fierce gaze, assuming a posture of 'if you don't sell it, I'll do it'.

"Believe me, sir, I really don't sell that kind of thing. The man was so frightened by Alva that he was about to cry and hurriedly explained.

"You didn't lie to me?" Alva asked, incredulous.

"Really, really, I really didn't lie to you, there is business coming to the door, how could I not do it, right?" the man nodded again and again when he saw Alva's expression.

"Forget it, I'll buy it somewhere else. Alva picked up the money on the table and turned to leave.

However, as soon as Alva took a few steps, the man suddenly shouted behind Alva, "Sir, wait. ”

"What's wrong? Did you just lie to me that you didn't have that kind of thing, and now you want to sell it to me? Alva asked, looking back.

The man walked quickly to Alva's side and whispered, "No, I don't have that kind of thing, but I have something else, sir, do you want it?"

"Is it that kind of powder, sorry, but I've never touched it. Alva shook his head, turned and was about to leave.

"Sir, it's not that powder, it's a golden alcohol cigarette. The man hurriedly grabbed Alva and said.

"Golden alcohol cigarettes, this kind of thing is out there, why should I buy it from you?" Alva sneered, but his heart was very excited, because he had found the right person.

At the same time, three other security personnel discovered the situation on Alva's side, pretended to be ordinary guests, and converged on Alva's side.

"Sir, the gold alcohol cigarettes I sell are cheaper than the outside, only ten Australian dollars a cigarette, and the gold alcohol content in the cigarettes is also higher than that outside, one can beat the two outside. The man explained.

"Then bring me one to taste, and if it's as good as you say, then I'll buy more." Alva pretended to be very excited, and threatened, "But if you dare to lie to me, see how I clean you up." ”

"Sir, I would never dare lie to you. The man took out a crumpled cigarette case from his pocket, opened it to reveal more than a dozen cigarettes, took one out and handed it to Alva.

Alva took it, put it on his nose and smelled it, there was indeed a very strong fragrance of the golden tree, nodded and inhaled, nodded with satisfaction and said, "The taste is indeed better than the outside, so let's bring me a hundred." ”

"Sir, I only have more than ten in my hand now, and the rest of the goods are somewhere else, can you go with me to get them?" the man said excitedly but with some embarrassment, thinking that he had encountered a big deal.

"Okay. Alva was worried that it would be difficult to catch this person in the bar, but he didn't expect this person to offer to take him to pick up the goods, which was exactly what he wanted, but he still pretended to hesitate for a moment before agreeing.

"Please come with me, sir. The man made a gesture of please, led the way in front, and walked outside the bar.

Alva followed behind him, glancing at the security guards approaching him, telling them to inform the people outside that the net could be closed.

Walking out of the bar and into an alley, the man was still immersed in the excitement of making a big deal, and was suddenly pushed to the ground by two heavily armed security guards.

He was about to shout for help when he was gagged by a security guard, who carried him and quickly left the place.

……

The next morning, Alva brought Tang Ming good news.

After the man who was caught selling the golden alcohol cigarettes last night, Alva immediately interrogated him, and learned from him that the people who sold the golden alcohol cigarettes were a small gang, they used to be just gangsters, and they only started selling golden alcohol cigarettes a month ago.

They were supplied with a man named Bertreum who learned that Bertreum had a ranch near Cairns.

Alva and the others immediately rushed to the ranch, caught this man named Bertrem, found more than a dozen small golden trees, and after some interrogation, learned when and why the golden trees were lost.

More than a year ago, Bertreme paid off a cowboy in the alpine pasture, broke off a few branches from the golden tree in the vineyard, and went back to plant it.

According to Bertrem's idea, he didn't want to make a profit from the golden tree so early, but more than a month ago, there was some change in his family, and he urgently needed a large amount of money to turnover, so he thought of selling gold alcohol cigarettes to make money.

"I was too careless, I didn't expect the Golden Tree to drain out like this. Tang Ming sighed and asked again, "By the way, in addition to the more than ten golden trees he found, were there any golden trees that he sold?"

"No, boss, after this guy got the Golden Tree, he did a very good job of keeping it secret, except for himself, even his family didn't know about the Golden Tree, let alone sold the Golden Tree. Alva said.

"Are you sure?" asked Tang Ming solemnly.

"Pretty sure, boss, I interrogated him myself for a couple of hours and I don't think he had the courage to lie to me. Alva smirked.

"Very well, thank you guys. Tang Ming believed in Alva's torture methods very much, and after listening to his words, he was completely relaxed and in a comfortable mood, "Also, what is the name of the cowboy who sold him the branches of the Golden Tree?"

"Milo Masson. Alva said.

"Milo Masson. Tang Ming repeated.