Fang Buwei asked Lin Er to ask about the situation at the telephone bureau again, and asked Consultant Lin to withdraw the people first, so as not to collide with the people from the Suzhou Police Department.

As soon as Lin Er finished calling, news came from the hospital's subordinates again.

Someone moved!

Just after twelve o'clock, the American Yankee, the translator of the American friend of Boss Qu, came out of the hospital.

"Do you know what he's going to do?" Lin Er asked.

"I said I was going to order food for foreign devils!" The subordinate replied.

"To follow?" Lin Er looked at Fang Buwei.

"Follow!" Fang Buwei nodded.

The fish is ready to bite.

This translator is leaving the hospital now, it is estimated that he is testing, but Fang Buwei must be on guard, will the translator see the gap and send the information out.

Fang Buwei got up from the recliner, walked to the hanger, and took off his hat and coat.

"Staff Officer Fang, don't bother you, I'll send someone!" Lin Er said.

"Consultant Lin didn't give you an explanation?" Fang Buwei asked with a smile.

Lin Er choked and couldn't speak.

This was agreed between Fang Buwei and Song Ziwen on the phone.

Consultant Lin and Lin Er only do preliminary work, and the tracking and arrest will be handed over to Fang Buwei, Fang Buwei will not open his mouth to ask, and Consultant Lin and Lin Er must not interfere without authorization.

Lin Er really wanted to ask Fang Buwei: No matter how powerful you are, you are only one person, how dare you guarantee that you will not lose it, or what if you are discovered by the other party?

Lin Er opened his mouth, and finally asked again, "If there is any more situation in the hospital, how should I deal with it?" ”

It's not that Lin Er doesn't know how to deal with it, he wants to give Fang Buwei a preventive shot in advance, and after he is good at making claims, Fang Buwei will settle accounts with him when he comes back.

"Send me two people, and I'll ask them to find a phone number to contact you regularly. If anything, just ask them to notify me! ”

Lin Er puffed out his cheeks and replied helplessly.

When Lin Er's subordinates reported, the interpreter went downstairs, and when Fang didn't go down, the interpreter had already left the hospital.

But Fang Buwei is not worried that he will be lost.

In the streets around Bo Xi Hospital, there are many more people today than in the past.

Cigarette vendors, shoe-shine shoemakers, rickshaw pullers......

Looking at the appearance, it looks quite good, but the direction of the eyes is wrong.

These people have been staring at the door of the medical door, and those who are slightly wary can see the problem at a glance.

After all, it's just a policeman, not a professional spy, and another one, it's just used for acting, so let's use it.

These people are all hidden piles sent by the Suzhou Police Department to monitor the suspects at the request of Wang Shihe.

The Yankees are Qu Youjiang's friends, and his translation has naturally become the key object of suspicion.

Naturally, you don't dare to catch it, but it's no problem to track.

As soon as Fang Buwei got out of the hospital, a "coachman" ran over with a car and asked him if he wanted to take the car.

Fang Buwei shook his head and looked around again.

Not far away, a small car was parked at the corner of the street, with the front facing east.

This is the code, which means that the translation is heading east.

He chased after him, and the rickshaw driver behind him glanced at a cigarette vendor, who nodded and followed quietly.

These people didn't know Fang Buwei's identity, and they also regarded him as a "suspect".

Fang Buwei naturally knew that someone was following him, he ignored it, and his feet were a little faster, searching for the figure of the translator.

When Fang Buwei ran out more than ten meters away, Lin Er's two subordinates got out of the hospital and ran quickly to the side of the car, I don't know what to say to the people in the car, a person got out of the car and chased the cigarette seller back.

Lin Er's two subordinates followed behind Fang Buwei not far away.

If there were Assassin sentinels in the vicinity observing, they would only treat these two as stalkers.

The policemen who pretended to be coachmen and cigarette sellers only thought that these two were also only together, but they didn't expect that the "special commissioner" who was sitting in the car and directing them, the "companion" who was chasing Fang Buwei and the target who had just left the hospital, were all in the same group?

After chasing a street intersection, Fang Buwei found the figure of the translator.

Almost in his thirties, wearing a crisp suit and coat, everyone knows at a glance that he is not an ordinary person.

The translator didn't go fast, and there was no extra movement, but Fang Buwei could still find it, and the translator would observe the surroundings from time to time.

A middle-aged man in a robe followed the interpreter more than ten meters away, probably pretending to be a police officer from Suzhou.

Like the vendors and coachmen, the man had little skill in stalking, and only knew how to chase his head down.

He didn't realize that his whereabouts had already been discovered by the interpreter.

That's the effect.

He wanted to make it clear to the Assassins how much Wang Shihe and Lu Zhongxiu attached importance to this assassination.

The interpreter walked forward unhurriedly, crossed another street, and turned into a restaurant.

Fang Buwei raised his eyes and took a look, the restaurant has two floors, and the area is not large, but there are many customers in and out, and there are two small cars parked in front of the store, which are estimated to be guests who come to eat.

In this era, the car symbolizes identity, indicating that although the store is not big, it is very famous.

Fang Buwei waved his hand, and one of Lin Er's subordinates who followed him ran over quickly, and Fang Buwei whispered a few words in his ear.

The subordinate nodded, and walked away quickly.

Fang Buwei asked him to inform Lin Er and Advisor Lin, and transferred people.

Since we attach importance to it, we must put on the appearance of paying attention to it.

Fang Buwei waited for the translator to leave, so he copied the store.

Seeing that the man in the robe followed the translator into the restaurant without any concealment, Fang Buwei pulled the corners of his mouth imperceptibly.

If the translator really came to deliver information, I'm afraid his mouth would be crooked.

With such a tight follow, every action is not left behind, even if the interpreter wants to send or get information, he has to weigh it in his heart.

Fang Buwei smiled and walked around the restaurant, and when he reappeared at the door of the restaurant, his coat and hat were gone.

Even the movements when walking are very different from before, the subordinates who originally followed him just couldn't find Fang Buwei in an instant?

What the hell?

Lin Er's subordinates looked for Fang Buwei's figure around the restaurant in a panic, but they didn't notice it at all, Fang Buwei walked in front of him, and Shi Shiran entered the restaurant.

There are indeed many people.

There were seven or eight square tables in the hall on the first floor, and they were all full.

The translator was standing at the door of the back kitchen, talking to Xiao Er, and the man in the robe was sitting not far from him, staring at the translator and Xiao Er.

Fang Buwei almost laughed.

There are also advantages to using unprofessional people.

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