"Please give me another chance, and I will definitely get the goods back for you."

"Hmm!" The woman let go of Yao Zheng, and her fluttering figure flashed in front of Yao Zheng, just as silent as when she came in. The deflated Yao Zheng sat on the ground, just now, he had the feeling of walking on the edge of death once, and after exhaling heavily, he collapsed on the carpet, motionless.

"Are you sure this is something that doesn't move?" Hua Qingyi, who was still thinking about it while driving the car, stepped on the accelerator and headed in the direction of the North District. How could it be possible that the things he had worked so hard to get back were a pair of useless things to him! Knocking the steering wheel as if he had discovered, he didn't know how to face Xiao Rin, looking at the messy numbers, the words, and the calligraphy and paintings that he couldn't read, he wanted to dig out the dead person from the urn and ask for clarification.

At this moment, Xiao Rin was sitting leisurely in the dining hall of the guest house, with a freshly brewed pot of tea, a few newspapers, plus an ashtray and a pack of cigarettes on the table. He's idle today, so idle that he feels like he's going to grow mushrooms.

The four-legged chair was tilted back by him, sitting at the window and looking at the rain outside, Xiao Rin and sighed helplessly, today is very free, but God doesn't help much, after a few days of bright sunshine and back to rainy again.

It's also a good experience to light a cigarette and just put it in the corner of your mouth, too lazy to use a lighter, and just smoke the smell of tobacco that hasn't burned.

The report on the press conference was decent, and a large part of it was deleted. Yao Zheng still paid too much attention to these superficial things, and casually picked up a newspaper, on which he could see a report on the brave fight against criminal forces.

He also really admires these people who write, and they insist on writing some of them into a mess, and the ability to take words out of context is becoming more and more exquisite, and it is also more and more beautiful in splicing.

Society is progressing, and this fabricated fact is constantly being updated, making people uncertain whether it is true or false. It doesn't matter, what the people love to see is that part of the fake, and in his eyes. Yao Zheng's method seems very naïve, do you want to pull unrelated people in? That's a bit of a challenge.

Not to mention whether the 'Black Crow' will be involved because of Concubine Ling's matter, I believe that Wing is not a person who has free time. And Yao Zheng's ultimate goal is to shift the responsibility to Yan Juanjuan, for a person who has fallen into the palm of his hand, it makes no sense for him to do so.

Or did he already know who sent these people, and deliberately penetrated the 'black crow' in order to cause contradictions between those two factions, and then used the fact that Yan Juanjuan committed the crime to evade his duties?

The raindrops are dripping on the windowsill little by little, and after looking at it for a long time, the idea of dripping water through the stone will turn around in my mind.

Li Zhenghan said that the reason why Yao Zheng was like this was because he suspected that Yan Juanjuan had swallowed a batch of goods privately, and the fourth master would send someone to follow him because of this. If you find that shipment, you may use the opportunity to get it.

"What are you thinking?" The owner of the guest house walked over with a teapot in his hand behind his back, and it was already Friday. It should have been a lively time period, but it was uncharacteristically lonely. is also an old friend with Xiao Rin, a room for a year, directly settled in cash, and any boss he meets will laugh.

"Business is not good today!" The owner of the guest house pulled out a chair and sat down. Looking at the headline in the newspaper and shaking his head faintly, Xiao Youyou's eyes flashed with a playful look. "Brother doesn't care about this news?"

"If you don't look at this kind of thing, how can anyone say that they are not good? So a district government, a place where the state does things, let a few people just break into it directly, and kill so many people unknowingly. Don't you think it's ridiculous? The owner of the guest house took a sip of tea and made a stinging sound. It's not about using guns, it's about using guns, it's not a little bit of movement, how can no one hear it? So is it impossible to go up and down the big building? ”

"My brother's analysis is really different from ordinary people, let's talk about it, what do you think is going on with this matter?"

"Acting!"

"Yao Zheng plays it for himself? This seems to be a bit realistic. ”

"People are real people, and things may not be real things." The owner of the guest house shook his head, his eyes drooping, and his upper eyelid fell onto his lower eyelid.

"It wasn't the fourth master who did it, it was Yao Zheng who caused it himself, what is his purpose?" Xiao Rin looked at the person who was suffocated all of a sudden. "People are the people of the fourth master, and things may not be the business of the fourth master, brother, is this what you want to say?"

The owner of the guest house slowly relaxed after the shock. "I don't understand what you said, what the fourth master is not the fourth master, I don't know this person."

"Well, what my brother said is right, but if I have the opportunity to meet someone named Fourth Master one day, help me bring a word, and it will be her turn next time." Xiao Rin laughed twice, the guest house seemed to have a sore on his buttocks, and it didn't take long for him to stand up, although his footsteps were still firm, but he had lost the scales in his heart.

There was no expectation that Xiao Rin would pick it out and catch him off guard, under this undercurrent, he wanted to protect his hidden identity, even after his wife was killed, he still hid his hatred, but he didn't want to be easily broken in the rain today, he walked back to the back of the counter, curled up and sat on the chair that would not change all year round, lying on the table and began to doze off.

Xiao Rin looked at the owner of the guest house thoughtfully, people are real people, things may not be real things, what does this sentence mean? Is this what the fourth master wants him to convey to himself?

Crackling, lighting the fire, the smell of smoke wet by oneself has a faint bitterness. If Yao Zheng directed and acted in such a scene, and the other party's target was Xia Xue, from the very beginning, he decided that it was the fourth master who was the target for himself, so he turned his attention to that and you.

Assuming that this is not the case, Yao Zheng's play is testing the bottom of Xia Xue, or that he really wants to detain Xia Xue and achieve a certain purpose, this kind of thing is not impossible.

It's the latter, then Yao Zheng miscalculated that Xia Xue had a powerful figure around him, so when those mercenaries died at the hands of Concubine Ling, what he realized was not only fright but also shock, presumably Yao Zheng should have known his identity by now, so it's okay, then go from the dark side to the bright side. (To be continued......)