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The legendary dropped the phone, and it was directly scrapped.

After a moment of silence for the telephone and the little secretary, the druid smiled energetically.

What words do you use to describe what happened to the other person? Painful? Apathy? Mourning the bones? Be extremely tragic? In an instant, the literary cells of Bai Riguang multiply infinitely, and they can be directly used as a dictionary of Chinese idioms. Thinking about that unlucky guy who is Kuse or something, his luck is really not at the same level compared to his predecessor, and he wants to make some political achievements to get to the top, but it's a pity that he ran into a kind of goods like Bai Riguang, which can't be measured by common sense. The method of fooling people is unheard of and unseen on earth, and it is not to blame Kuse Daiho for being tricked.

Of course, if a person doesn't die, he won't die, if the other party honestly signs a long-term cooperation agreement with him, and doesn't have any crooked thoughts of cracking the formula and secretly copying it, Bai Huang will not ......

Well, he's still going to do that.

Whoever let the nationality of the other party decide, they will not be able to get the friendship of the druids. Although there are certainly people among ordinary Japanese people who are not interested in politics and are willing to see Sino-Japanese friendship, the proportion of such people is not easy to say. Moreover, the agricultural association, SEIKO Co., Ltd., and other organizations are clearly official in nature and have nothing to do with ordinary people.

"Hehe, you can cry without tears."

Bai Riguang put down the phone proudly, and his mood suddenly became happy.

As for the other party taking the legal route in anger?

Bai Huang can only laugh and roll on the ground, to paraphrase the lines in "The True Colors of Heroes of the Water Margin", that is, "Kuse, I don't want it, your horse...... How can a brain be so stupid? Now that I've lied to you, what can you do to me? Lie to you little Japan is the happiest, smooth and tender...... Uh, no, stupid and stupid, what can you do to me? The place of jurisdiction agreed in the contract is in our China, what can your agricultural association do? Brother, I don't have money, industry, or a representative office in Japan, so I can't find a punching bag, so even if the Ministry of Agriculture, Forestry and Fisheries comes, what can I do...... There is a kind of going to a lawyer, not thinking that the cross-border litigation fee is too expensive, although it is better to sue. ”

Hahahahahahaha

Bai Huang didn't think at all that the other party could win a lawsuit on his own ground.

Although many bureaucrats in the country have the same unfathomable lower limit as him, but this kind of thing that does not require IQ to know what to do, and if it can still turn its elbow outward, then it is necessary to wonder whether the officials and judges in charge are the illegitimate children of little Japan left in China.

As for the other party suing in Japan?

I'm sorry, but foreign-related contracts are the most troublesome thing.

Even if the Tokyo District Court speaks with an ass* eye and tries its best to reverse black and white, it can't move a single hair of his big boss.

The only sad and lamentable problem is that after doing such a big deal, his name must be on the blacklist of the Japanese Ministry of Foreign Affairs and the Ministry of International Trade and Industry, and it is estimated that it is unlikely that he will continue to go to Japan to deceive in the future.

"Alas, it's still not as good as the predecessors." The druid sighed with regret, thinking of countless of them, those predecessors who were merciful came to Tokyo to massacre, and the evil ones directly made some continental shelf seismoir, and sank the entire island of Japan on land.

However, there is more than one kind of druid product, and after there are more good things in the mushroom mall in the future, you can also go to the Virgin Islands or the Cayman Islands, register a vest, and then use the vest to continue to do those tricks and deceptions.

Leaving the Japanese affairs behind, Bai Huang began to think about what else needed to be dealt with.

Yew plantations and nutrient production plants don't need to be bothered by him.

The former has Guo Xianming in charge, these days, the third son of the Hong Kong Guo family, completely regards Xijiang as his second hometown, and mixes with a group of officials from government offices and the Ministry of Commerce every day, the whole person is full of energy, and Bai Huang is also very satisfied with the other party's energy. But he still thinks that it would be better if that guy could change his attitude a little and not want to become a woman every time he sees him.

As for the nutrient factory, Xijiang China Shipbuilding Heavy Industry Co., Ltd., the drawings are still in the process of intense design demonstration, and they can't be in a hurry for a while.

Just when there was some idleness, it was the call from the United States.

"Hey, is it Mr. Hu Zeping? I'm a strong ...... Li Qiang. "The middle-aged man who called had always been serving ghosts, so it always felt awkward when he called himself. Not only did he feel awkward when he said his name, but the other party's name also made him feel weird.

It seems that you can always hear it in the news, but there is something different.

Forget it, what the hell do you do with so much, as long as you have a beautiful knife to earn. The banana man private detective throws aside his inner sense of disobedience and waits for the other party's response.

"Oh, yes...... I don't need to translate it in particular, I'll just call you Johnny, there's nothing unaccustomed. Bai Huang smiled, and then went straight to the point: "How is it, is there any news?" ”

"There is indeed definite news." The middle-aged man shrugged his shoulders, feeling that this fellow was quite understanding and could keep up with the trend: "Although I don't know, why Mr. Hu is suspicious of that Jim. Field. Mr. Smith, but, according to the investigation, this gentleman had no violent tendencies or similar convictions, and he and the deceased Miss Vina, who had been in very good relations during the latter's lifetime......"

Bai Riguang was impatient to listen to these things, and directly interrupted: "Then do you know where Vina's family is now, and is her resting place where their family lives now?" ”

Johnny the Banana Man shrugged his shoulders and immediately met the customer's needs: "Miss Vina's resting place is in a small town called Keno in Oregon, not far from Klamath Falls on Route 97. The family had lived there ever since, and had not left the town of Keno since Miss Vina's great-grandfather's generation. ”

Bai Huang thought for a moment, and made his voice as sad as possible: "Then you know her grave, right?" I'll go over now, and you can take me to her resting place, is there any problem? After reading it, I will pay the rest of the labor commission immediately. ”

Rub, is it a Pacific Rim interracial love triangle?

Hearing Bai Huang say this, in the mind of the banana man detective, the Titanic was instantly replenished in his brain, and the ghost was not over, Gone with the Wind. A series of dramas that big daughters and little daughters-in-law like to see. However, there were chaotic thoughts in his heart, and he was not slow to agree, and immediately agreed in a calm and polite tone: "As you wish." ”

……

booked a time and place to meet, and Bai Huang still flew directly to San Francisco.

This time, when he came out of the airport, he didn't wander around the streets, but went straight to the place he had agreed with Johnny the banana man, the famous Pan American Building in San Francisco. Because this building is very clear in San Francisco, the spire is like a small ** with a malformed development, which is easy to distinguish and will not let Bai Huang go the wrong way.

Wander the streets slowly, occasionally casting two small tickets for those street performance artists. This time, the druid learned to be obedient, and when he exchanged the American knife, except for Franklin, the other 5 yuan and 10 yuan tickets were not less, which was definitely enough for him to toss.

After riding in a classic and ornate jingle car, and finally arriving at the edge of the Fool's Wharf, there is also a farce that Daylight did not expect.

On the edge of the pier in a big city, there are fucking herds of sea lions, basking in the sun on the specially made pontoons made by the municipal department. Probably feeling the breath of nature, these cute goods actually rushed to Bai Huang like crazy. Fortunately, the druids reacted in time, and after realizing that the situation was wrong, they immediately used wild communication, so that these guys reluctantly returned to the floating board.

Although they all went back, they all looked at Bai Huang's direction with resentment, and kept screaming.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Bai Huang was very happy.

You know, this is one of San Francisco's most famous tourist spots, and even the city's citizens like to relax and enjoy the sun at Fool's Wharf. When there are many people, there are many messy electronic devices, and if you take a picture of someone, a large group of sea lions will show fanatical intimacy to him, and it will not be spread everywhere on the Internet.

Just now in the jingle car, Bai Huang also saw a news.

It's about the country of hope.,There's a deer rushing to a certain vacation picnic.,After showing love.,Caused countless people's comments.,In the end, he was shot dead or something.。

Now that it is replaced by a group of sea lions, Lao Mei, who is idle to the point of egg pain, will definitely be more interested.

After meeting at the open-air café under the Pan American Building, the two didn't talk much nonsense and directly boarded the small civilian airliner of United Express. Seeing this kind of old-fashioned propeller aircraft at a huge airport, to be honest, Bai Huang's expression was very surprised, and it wasn't until Johnny explained it to him that he realized that this kind of passenger plane was dedicated to short- and medium-haul service on regional routes, and it was quite marketable.

He could only fly a plane for 30 people, and it was the first time in his life that a druid had flown it.

But it didn't feel bad, and after a little more than an hour of flying, the two landed at Medford Airport, the closest to Keno.

Johnny then rented a Chevrolet and headed straight down Interstate 66 to Keno Kid.

This product had been here once before when he was investigating, and it was easy to say that he was familiar with it, and this familiarity also made Bai Huang secretly appreciate his strategy. If you hadn't hired a private detective but done it yourself, the ghost knows the Year of the Monkey, and the horse and the moon, can you find out where that Vena is buried?

When we arrived in Keno, it was exactly 12 noon.

However, because Bai Riguang pretended to be sad and gloomy all the way, Uncle Banana didn't mention the stubble of eating, and took him straight to the cemetery very understandingly.

The target is next to a secluded highway - but on the territory of the old United States, as long as the place with the name "small town" is very secluded, whether it is in the center of the city or in the suburbs, it is very secluded, and this cemetery is the same. On one side of the two-lane asphalt road is a green flower bed, while on the other side is where the cemetery is located.

But when Bai Huang got out of the car, he stared at the bull's eye for a long time, but he didn't find a tombstone.

Johnny parked the car, and when he saw that he was still looking around in confusion, he pointed to the grass in front of him, "This is." ”

What is it?

Bai Huang looked at the lawn under his feet, and was speechless for a moment, but he also had to be convinced, Americans do sometimes seem very warm when it comes to treating their deceased relatives. Here, for example, about a quarter of a football field is covered with greenery, and the trees surrounding the field are verdant, and in the center of the field, there is not a single tombstone at all, only a bunch of flowers planted on it.

"Right here?"

The druid pointed to the bunches of upright flowers, and instantly understood what they were.

"Right here." Johnny nodded, then led him straight to the middle of the lawn, finally stopping in front of a bouquet of white daisies.

He didn't speak, Bai Huang didn't take the initiative to say anything, so he squatted down and put the flowers prepared earlier in front of the white daisy, and when he bowed his head to offer flowers, the druid found that there was a cross base for flower arrangement on the ground, the size of a palm, but it was very thick and strong, and the original white paint had faded into a good-looking luster that had been precipitated by time after the baptism of time. And in the center of the cross, there is a two-inch square photograph of a sunny and lovely white man.

It must be Vina, right?

The druid guessed, but was sure.

Perhaps thinking that something was wrong with the atmosphere, Johnny explained next to him: "The American custom is like this, as long as they are not the most sinful people, the family will think that they have gone to heaven after death, and angels are naturally not terrible." So cemeteries on the side of the road are very common, and as for replacing tombstones with bouquets, it's just a custom in various places, and many small towns and towns do this. ”

Bai Huang nodded and didn't speak.

He doesn't have anything to say now, could it be that he really discussed with the other party, and the burial customs in the United States are not successful?

Don't look at his mournful look at this moment, in fact, this guy is sensing the forces of nature to see if there is a druid seed buried underneath.

It's a pity that I don't know if it's buried too deep, or some other reason, the special fluctuation of the druid seed, Bai Huang sensed it, but it was not obvious at all. It's like the bonsai of Yu Debao's dogfighting friend, which is vaguely rare, but I can't be sure that the seed fragments are underneath.

So he stood up, but still stared at the bouquet, trying to look as low as possible: "The last way for Vena to rest, is it to go directly to the funeral company or go to the funeral company to spark?" ”

"Mr. Hu, you know, Miss Vena has leukemia, so the final appearance may not be very satisfactory to herself, so according to her will, her family chose the cremation method for her." Detective Banana's action is very good, and he also investigated everything that Bai Huang didn't order, and he was very professional.

The druid nodded, if it was cremation, then there would be an urn or an urn, and if the urn happened to be made of some messy rare material, then it could isolate his induction to a certain extent.

After thinking about it, Bai Huang continued to be silent for a long time, and stood for more than a quarter of an hour before he took the initiative to turn around: "I may have to stay here for a few days, so I won't trouble you to accompany me." Find a suitable place to replenish your energy first, and then settle the commission clearly, this is not suitable for business. ”

Regarding Bai Nikguang's proposal, Johnny naturally has no opinion.

So the two went back to the car and walked around the town almost a full circle before finding a barbecue restaurant.

After dealing with it indiscriminately, the two returned to the car, and Bai Huang took out a whole stack of green knives from the leather bag he was carrying: "Although I said 10,000 yuan at the beginning, I am very satisfied with your service, so the deposit in front is regarded as an additional bonus, adding up to 12,000, you count it yourself." ”

"Well, actually, what I want to say is that after living in my thirties and almost forty, I really haven't seen so many big tickets - except in gangster movies."

Looking at the green ticket handed over by Bai Huang, Johnny's eyes were also dyed green, like a hungry wolf. However, the perennial contact with all kinds of people and events has allowed him to exercise some calm skills, so after taking the banknote, he did not lose his temper much, but tilted his head and smiled at Bai Huang: "Since Mr. Hu still wants to stay for a while, I won't bother you." However, if you have any problems during your stay, you can always call me. ”

"This can be there." Bai Huang nodded, and then the two said goodbye amicably.

Watching the back of Chevrolet disappear at the end of the road, the druid froze for a moment, then began to walk around town.

As a result, after looking for a long time, I couldn't even find a hostel. As a result, I was speechless when I was accustomed to the daylight of the country, even the smallest market town, where there was a place to stay.

I don't have a bit of economic acumen, but it's also a town on the interstate, and I'm worried about running a hostel and no business? Even if it's a slaughterer, you can survive.

Complaining is complaining, but you still have to find a place to stay.

After making sure that there were no human lodging places to rest, he simply walked out of the town and chose a makeshift nest on a hillside that looked neither high nor low.

A pine forest endemic to the United States, with two chipmunks and a large colony of red-winged blackbirds on its neighbors.

In the woods on the hillside, after an afternoon, Bai Huang turned into a big bird and flew to the cemetery at nightfall. Then there was a slight pause in the sky, and then it turned into a handful of vines and fell down, attracting no attention.

The next question is very simple.

To dig, or not to dig.

To be honest, although in some things, this guy can be said to have no taboos, but digging graves really challenges his three views. The most important thing is that people have no grievances with him, and any race and any civilization, the Eternal Sleeper is sacred and cannot be disturbed, and Bai Huang's psychological quality is not strong enough to ignore the consensus of the entire human race.

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