Wang Zheng suddenly thought that when he was wandering around Shanshi North Road when he was in college in 02, he found a small shop selling eavesdropping equipment, which was said to have been open for ten years at that time. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoIt's 1995 and the store should have opened.

Thinking of this, Wang Zheng immediately drove his own car and galloped in the direction of Shanshi North Road.

After arriving at the place, Wang Zheng found that the small shop was indeed open. Then, Wang Zheng bought a set of listening equipment disguised as an umbrella with a listening distance of about 20 meters, and then hurried to the direction of Fumantang hot pot restaurant.

Along the way, Wang Zheng drove the car while thinking about a question, how to enter Liang San's private room and put this umbrella in?

Although it is said that it rains in June and July, it always seems a bit abrupt to send an umbrella in on this sunny day...... And if you go in by yourself, it won't work at all. Now Liang San already knows himself......

Suddenly, Wang Zheng thought of a solution, thought about the details again, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"That's it!"

When he arrived at the Fumantang hot pot restaurant, Wang Zheng held an umbrella in his hand, which looked like an umbrella on the outside, but was actually an umbrella for a monitoring device, and went straight to the front desk.

"May I ask which private room are Liang San and Shi Yiyong in?" Wang Zheng looked at the waiter and asked.

Like Liang San and Shi Yiyong, they should say that they are generally in a familiar place when they invite them to dinner, and they must say their names, and the waiter will definitely know one of them.

However, the waiter frowned vigilantly, looked at Wang Zheng, and did not answer his question.

Wang Zheng hurriedly said: "That's the case, they are my father's friends, and my father can't accompany them anymore after drinking too much, so my father asked me to buy their orders." ”

As he spoke, Wang Zheng took out a wallet, revealing a stack of money inside, all of which were 100 yuan bills.

"Is five hundred enough?" Wang Zheng handed the waiter five hundred yuan, and then asked.

Someone wants to pay for the guest, and the waiter will certainly not refuse.

"That should be enough. What do we say if a customer asks for your name? ”

"You just say that the surname is Zhang."

"Yes sir, I'll take the money first."

Wang Zheng nodded again and again: "That's good, that's good, hey, by the way, you can find a waiter to hang this umbrella in their private room, I see it's going to rain outside." ”

This is a very strange request, the waiter frowned slightly, but still agreed to Wang Zheng's request.

Then, after a while, another waiter came, took Wang Zheng's umbrella, and walked towards the private room on the second floor. Wang Zheng followed the waiter to the second floor, and then when he was about to open the door of the private room, he hurriedly hid to the side.

He saw that after the waiter walked in, he hung the umbrella on the wall, and walked out, and then looked at Wang Zheng in surprise: "Mr. Zhang, you are also here, why don't you go in and say hello to your friend?" ”

When Wang Zheng heard this, he hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No need, no need, you can get busy first." ”

Through the crack in the door, Wang Zheng saw that there were many people sitting in the private room, about ten.

Then Wang Zheng hurriedly came out of the corridor on the second floor and came to the outside of the hotel.

Wang Zheng looked up at Liang San's private room on the second floor, drove his car to the nearest parking space to the private room, and then hurriedly put on his headphones and began to debug the monitoring equipment.

Soon, Wang Zheng heard the sound coming from the listening equipment.

"Hahahaha, Boss Shi, I'm Liang San, and I'm guaranteed to close that bullshit Jiang Hotel."

The sound coming from the listening device was a bit cacophonic, but the words inside were recognizable. When Wang Zheng heard this, it must be Liang San who spoke.

"Liang San, there is really you, where did you get an old man who is dying, it actually comes in handy."

"Ahem, Boss Shi, this old man was picked out by me from all the old men in the city, and he looks exactly like my father."

Hearing this, Wang Zheng was greatly surprised.

In other words, the dead body lying in front of the ginger liquor outlet store was not Liang San's father at all.

How did that man die? Could it be that he was killed by Liang San?

This Liang San is too bad, in order to frame his own family, he is actually scheming. It seems that they have been plotting this for a long time.

It seems that Shi Yiyong, the son of the boss of Sanzhu, was very dissatisfied with the Wang family's ginger wine crowding out their market, and even resorted to such a method.

"Oh, what are you going to do with that corpse?"

"Tomorrow, let's carry it to the shop that sells ginger wine again, and make trouble for three days and five days, and then I'll find a place to bury it." After that, let the people from the Drug Safety Bureau take his ginger wine to test, and Boss Shi will arrange the rest of the things. ”

Wang Zheng heard a loud clapping sound, and then heard: "You can't get a death certificate for that corpse, and you can't cremate it, so you can only find a place to bury it secretly." Very good, your business is done, and then I am arranging for people from the Provincial Food and Drug Administration to go directly to their factory to seal their factory and let them stop production! ”

When Wang Zheng heard this, he was so frightened that his back was cold sweat.

Unexpectedly, the methods used by others to deal with Sanzhu in his previous life are now being taken out by Sanzhu's little boss to deal with himself!

"To win, let's toast!"

Wang Zheng has been hiding in his car, eavesdropping on the conversation between Liang San and Shi Yiyong in the private room.

Basically, it has always been Liang San and Shi Yiyong who have spoken. And then the others, at most, just echo a few words.

At the beginning, the content of the monitoring was very meaningful, letting Wang Zheng know that the crisis their family was encountering now was deliberately framed by others, but then, Liang San and Shi Yiyong began to discuss how to find a place to be merry tonight. Wang Zheng didn't dare to be interested in these contents, and listened to them with a frown, hoping to listen to important clues.

However, until they finished drinking, the topic of Liang San and Shi Yiyong did not come to the matter of them framing their own Jiang Hotel.

"Hey, why is there an umbrella here?"

"Whatever, who knows what that grandson left here."

When Wang Zheng heard this, it seemed that Liang San was scolding himself, and said fiercely in his heart: Liang San, I have the day when you die!

Soon, there was silence in the private room. Then about ten minutes later, Wang Zheng saw Liang San and Shi Yiyong walking out of the door of the hot pot restaurant, and a young man who looked to be in his twenties next to Liang San said very proudly: "Which brother surnamed Zhang has such long eyes, and he knows that he has settled the account for me in advance." ”

"Boss Shi, you are majestic in our Spring City, and it is too late for many people to tie you up, so it's not a trivial matter to give you a single knot."

"Hahahaha, let's go, let's be happy!"

As soon as Liang San drove away, the waiter behind him chased him out with an umbrella.

"Hey, that umbrella is mine!"

Wang Zheng drove the car to the door of the hot pot restaurant and shouted at the waiter who was looking at him with an umbrella. The waiter recognized Wang Zheng and gave him the umbrella.

Wang Zheng thought to himself: There must be no handle left here.