Zhang Lan saw that in the surveillance, Zhao Donglai turned towards a turning point, and she said, "Switch the picture of that street." ”

"Report, today this street cable failure, do temporary repairs, so the monitoring is turned off." The technician reported.

Zhang Lan narrowed her eyes.

"Coincidence? Or did he already know that there was a blind spot? She secretly analyzed in her heart.

She didn't have a deep impression of Zhao Donglai before, but today, to be precise, after the teacher told her that she was calculated by Zhao Donglai's routine, and from the perspective of today's guy's performance, Zhang Lan felt that she underestimated Zhao Donglai, and Zhao Donglai's professional performance today made her eyes shine.

"It's impossible for him not to come out, keep an eye on me, and as soon as he appears, report it immediately and follow him." Zhang Lan said.

"Yes, sir."

At this moment, a subordinate walked in and said, "Boss, I found the news that Zhao Donglai has arrived, and the others have gone to Wang's house." ”

"What is he doing at Wang's house?" Some people were surprised.

Zhang Lan said: "If you don't go to the Wang family, how can you expose yourself?" He's planning his next move again. ”

As Zhang Lan said, Zhao Donglai came to the Wang family, and he came to thank Wang Jun for not appealing to him, in fact, he let Wang Jun know where he was, the Wang family did not welcome him, and even the Wang family's nanny was as hateful as the master.

But Zhao Donglai didn't care about their faces, he just wanted Wang Jun to know that he had appeared. The Wang family's nanny said that Wang Jun and Li Huiling had gone on a honeymoon trip.

Zhao Donglai nodded and left the Wang family.

When Zhao Donglai left Wang's house, Wang Jun immediately sent a message to a person saying that Zhao Donglai had come, and that person began to follow Zhao Donglai to find a good opportunity to start.

Because at this juncture, the killer can't just kill and leave, and the scene must be well arranged, otherwise the police will suspect Wang Jun for the first time, so to ensure that Zhao Donglai's death comes from other factors, it is necessary to make a good layout of the assassination scene to divert the attention of the police.

And Zhao Donglai is very cooperative, he deliberately appeared at three o'clock every day, first let the opponent figure out his habits, and then list places such as night games to facilitate their hands.

For five days, he had been waiting, waiting for the day when the opponent would come to assassinate him, he had patience, he felt that Wang Jun would definitely not let him go so easily. That day, he revealed the signal that he already knew about the existence of the Black Dragon Mercenary Group like a black bodyguard, and if he had a heart over there, he would be very sensitive and prepared.

On this day, Zhao Donglai was drinking in the bar, and at this time, a woman sat next to her, and Zhao Donglai was speechless: "Sister, I still wonder why the opponent hasn't done anything to me for a long time, it turns out that you are haunted by the ghosts." ”

The person who came was Zhang Lan, this night, she was wearing a short skirt, a rare change from the athleisure style, to the side of a mature woman.

Giving up the previous ponytail and draping it directly into one-sided wavy long hair, and then the shirt deliberately loosened the neckline, outlining a deep runway from the tightly wrapped T-bar, with a denim skirt, very wild.

"Have a whiskey." She said to the bartender, not caring at all about Zhao Donglai's complaints. I also asked him, "Do you want it, I'll give you a drink." ”

Zhao Donglai nodded: "Okay, bring me a cup too." ”

"Are you wrong that you deliberately exposed yourself to an easy place to do so that no one else has come to do it? Maybe the black dragon was not involved in the crash case at all. Zhang Lan asked Zhao Donglai in wonder: "In the past few days, where did you get the money?" Aren't you poor? ”

"I earned it by telling fortunes on the flyover." Zhao Donglai confessed.

Zhang Lan chuckled: "Which flyover?" I'm going to let the city management take care of it, no wonder there have been more murders recently, it turns out that it's a fortune teller like you who misleads people's children. ”

"Beauty, may I treat you to a drink?" At this time, someone saw that Zhang Lan's appearance was very annoying, and couldn't help but come over to talk.

"Okay, I want to drink '82-year-old Lafite, and it's okay in a small bottle, can you please?" Zhang Lan directly retreated from the man who accosted him.

"Nerves." The man cursed and left.

At this time, the bartender came over and handed Zhang Lan a glass of wine: "Two, your whiskey." ”

"Thank you." After Zhang Lan took a sip of wine, Zhao Donglai couldn't help but glance at her and said, "Can you not dress like this?" I'm very dramatic. ”

"What's wrong with this outfit?" Zhang Lan said: "This is my true appearance, Miss Ben can be a master and a delicate person, and she is a powerful faction." Surprised? ”

Zhao Donglai nodded: "I usually see you dressed in a ponytail, a very delicate person, but I didn't expect to be a woman when you dress up." ”

Zhang Lan: "Are you complimenting me or hurting me?" You're not bad, looking sick, you're actually very thoughtful, eh, I have a question for you. ”

Zhao Donglai: "Ask." ”

Zhang Lan: "When you left my subordinates that day, you went into that alley, did you already know that the monitoring there was closed and under maintenance?" Also, how did you know that my men were following you? ”

Zhao Donglai smiled: "Have you seen the surveillance?" ”

Zhang Lan nodded.

"Then don't you blame your men for being so stupid?" Zhao Dong said: "First of all, you have to make sure that Haicheng is a metropolis, and the people here have a busy pace of life, who would be in such a small distance for no reason, as soon as I stopped, he would follow?" I tried to stop suddenly five times that day, and in these five times, among all the pedestrians who passed with me, only this guy was sneaky Every time I stopped, he stopped, followed me If he was not suspicious, he kept a distance of 20 meters from me, why didn't he overtake me in five times? Anyone present was in a hurry, either going to work or rushing home, just him, just 20 meters away, just didn't pass me, it's not that I'm complicated, it's that his tracking skills are too stupid. ”

Zhang Lan was a little embarrassed when he said this, and was pointed at in front of her and said that her subordinates were stupid, and she was really shameless as a leader.

"How can you explain the fact that you asked me to call an ambulance that day?" Zhang Lan asked again.

"Intuition." Zhao Donglai said.

"When I'm a three-year-old?" Zhang Lan was disdainful: "This kind of intuition has always been called the sixth sense, but most of it is only for women. ”

Zhao Donglai held the whiskey brought by the bartender in his hand and never drank it.

He said: "For example, I have a gut feeling that there is something wrong with this wine, do you believe it?" ”

"What's the problem? Didn't I drink it too? Zhang Lan showed him the wine glass that was already clean in his cup.

"After five days of waiting, it finally appeared." Zhao Dong said, pouring the glass of whiskey on the table, standing up and walking towards the back kitchen of the bar.

Zhang Lan stood up and casually looked at the whiskey spilled upside down on the table, and found that it was already bubbling gray bubbles, like poison.

Her eyes widened, and she quickly followed Zhao Donglai.