Chapter Twenty-Seven: Dangerous Intuition
The community where Li Mourning's house is located is called Binjiang Huating, and now the average price per square meter is close to 30,000 yuan, which is one of the several well-known high-end communities in Linhai City.
Although it is a high-end community, most of the people who live here are middle-class families, and there are few real elites.
Across the road from the Riverside Residence, in an ice drink shop.
Wei Tao sat in the window seat, slowly sucking the iced milk tea on the table, but his eyes kept looking at the riverside courtyard across the road.
Although he didn't even know Li Mian's name, it only took more than ten hours to find the community where Li Mian was located.
The method he used was very simple, that is, through surveillance, he found the online car-hailing car where Li Mourning left the urban village at that time, spent some time finding the driver through the online car-hailing license plate, and then asked Li Mourning's drop-off address.
It was through this method that Wei Tao directly chased to Binjiang Huating.
Most of that time was spent looking for the ride-hailing driver, otherwise he would have found Li Mourning earlier.
"Access cards are required for entry and exit, and the property security guards are all young men, which seems to be a high-end community."
Wei Tao looked at the two security guards at the entrance of the community, thinking in his heart.
For him, it is better for the target to live in a high-end community, because these high-end communities are well monitored, which is more convenient for him to find the target.
On the other hand, if the target lives in an ordinary community with incomplete facilities, he will spend a lot of time squatting.
Otherwise, there are so many residents in the community, and the devil knows which one the target lives in.
He hit the idea of property monitoring, and planned to find out which building Li Mourning lived in through monitoring.
"This milk tea is good, wait until that kid is done, bring a cup back for the fifth master to taste."
Wei Tao drank the milk tea in his hand and was ready to set off.
It's just that when he just got up from his seat, he suddenly saw a familiar figure walking out of the community.
It was exactly what he was looking for, Li Mourning.
"It's a coincidence, and it saves me a lot of effort." Wei Tao's stiff face pulled out an ugly smile, "For the sake of your cooperation, I will give you a good time later." ”
He quickened his pace and walked out of the store.
……
Li Mian didn't know that he was being targeted, and now he was thinking about the next deal.
It was also the first time he had conducted physical transactions on the dark web.
Of course, the transaction itself is nothing, what he really cares about is the person named Zhao Xingcheng who is about to meet.
can be responsible for the transaction of millions of Asian yuan, that Zhao Xingcheng must be a member of the organization of the other party's forces, and his status should not be much lower.
And the reason why Li Mian cares so much about that force is purely because of the legacy.
That force is so hungry for relics, and they certainly have a lot of relics......
"Go to Times Square."
Li Mian got into the taxi, and his body couldn't help but twist a little awkwardly.
After yesterday's strengthening, the muscles of his whole body have increased a little, but his figure is not bloated at all, because not only his muscles have increased a lot, but even his height has increased a little.
His height has grown by three centimeters, from 180 centimeters to 183 centimeters.
As a result, his current clothes are a little out of place.
When he was standing, he was fine, but when he sat down, his clothes were tightly tightened on his body, making him very uncomfortable.
"Later, when I get over there, I'll buy a suitable outfit to change into..."
Li Mourning was a little helpless, this T-shirt was still the largest top he had found in his closet, but now after getting into the taxi, it became like a tights, and the outline of a strong muscle was clearly highlighted.
It made him feel a sense of shame inexplicably......
Although Times Square is located in the high-tech zone, it is not far from Binjiang Huating, and there is not much traffic jam today, so it took less than 15 minutes to get to the square.
At this time, it was only 2:40, and it was still ten minutes away from the agreed 3 o'clock.
After getting out of the car, Li Mian first went to a random men's clothing store in the mall, bought a set of clothes that fitted him, and changed them on.
Then he went straight to the Star Wheel Cafe.
Star Wheel Cafe is a relatively upscale café, at least in the eyes of many young people, so you can see a lot of young people drinking coffee in the hall.
There are also photo shoots.
Li Mian had never been to this kind of place much, so he directly found a waiter and said the box number booked by the other party.
"Are you a guest in Box 006, please come with me." The waiter led the way with a standard professional smile on his face.
"As it happens, your friend has just arrived."
"Has my friend arrived?"
Li Mian raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Well, just two or three minutes ago."
"It's a coincidence."
After a while, the waiter ushered him to the box.
It is a small private room with a small space inside, but the furnishings and decoration in the box are exquisite, and it makes people feel comfortable at a glance.
There were only two chairs inside, one of which already had a man sitting on it.
A young man who looks less than thirty years old, wearing a suit and leather shoes, like a workplace elite.
"Hello, I'm Zhao Xingcheng."
The young man stood up, smiled kindly, and stretched out his right hand.
"Li Mourning."
Li Mian stretched out his hand and shook it with him.
"You may be seated." Zhao Xingcheng stretched out his hand and pointed to the chair and said with a smile: "I didn't expect Mr. Li to be so young, I originally thought you were forty or fifty years old." ”
"Oh? Why? Li Mian took over the conversation, "It's okay to call me by my name directly, it's weird to call Mr. Li or something." ”
"Haha, it's fine." Zhao Xingcheng laughed, "As soon as you made a move, there were three leftovers, so I mistakenly thought that you were a lover who had been obsessed with this for many years, but I didn't think that I guessed wrong." ”
Just like most of the people in the antique circle are middle-aged and elderly, they can't step into that circle without enough experience and wealth.
This is especially true for legacy, which is more difficult to obtain than ordinary antiques and requires enough time to gain experience.
It's almost impossible to find the real thing by luck.
And Li Mourning is three leftovers as soon as he makes a move, so Zhao Xingcheng will think that he is a lover of prostitution for many years.
"It's just luck." Li Mourning's tone was casual.
"All three remnants are here."
He opened his backpack and removed a few of the items he had left inside, placing them on the table.
Zhao Xingcheng also restrained a smile on his face, his expression became serious, and he picked up the silver suitcase on the ground next to him and opened it.
Then he took out a small instrument like an infrared thermometer from inside.
Li Mian's face showed surprise, so he watched the other party holding the instrument and taking a picture of each of the three relics.
"All three are genuine."
Zhao Xingcheng put down the instrument in his hand and said to him with a smile.
"I would venture to ask, what do you have in your hand?" Li Mian couldn't help but ask.
"The detector can accurately detect the authenticity of the leftovers, with a success rate of up to 95%." Zhao Xingcheng took out a laptop from his suitcase.
"Can you directly detect the authenticity of the remnants?" Li Mian was really surprised, "What is the principle of this?" ”
"It's just a simple use of isotope detection, and the portable detector specially developed by the company will respond as long as it is from the era of the Dimo era, which is convenient for us to identify the authenticity of the leftovers."
Zhao Xingcheng opened his laptop and tapped on the keyboard.
Li Mian suddenly realized that he still knew the principle of isotope detection, and this technology was used in many fields, including antique identification, but he had never heard of such a small detection device.
It's almost a black technology.
"Our people have already transferred the money to your account, please check." Zhao Xingcheng said to him: "If there are no other problems, then this transaction is completed." ”
Li Mian took out his mobile phone and opened the virtual currency account.
I saw that there were already 19 more virtual coins on the virtual currency account, which was converted into Asian dollars, which was more than 1.5 million.
"Here we are."
He put away his phone and nodded.
"It's a pleasure to work with." Zhao Xingcheng nodded, carefully put away the three leftovers, and put them into the suitcase.
"May I ask, what is the main purpose of your company's acquisition of leftovers?"
Li Mian asked tentatively.
"I don't know about this, I'm just a little salesman below." Zhao Xingcheng said with a smile: "Maybe the boss likes these things, or sells them to those rich people who like to collect them at a high price?" ”
At this, he pursed his lips.
"Anyway, for me, the legacy is the performance, this is my business card, remember to contact me next time I have a legacy, and I will definitely give you a satisfactory offer."
Zhao Xingcheng took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Li Mourning.
The business card is simple, with only one name and a mobile phone number, and nothing else.
"How many leftovers did you collect in Linhai?"
Li Mian looked at the business card and asked.
"Linhai? That's all there are for you. Zhao Xingcheng closed his laptop and shook his head, "Actually, I am mainly responsible for the business of the entire Southern Province, and it is difficult to collect the legacies, I have been working for more than two years, and the leftovers received can be counted on two hands." ”
Ding, ding, ding.
Zhao Xingcheng's mobile phone rang, he took out his mobile phone and glanced at it, but hung up directly without answering.
"I also said that I would talk to you for a while, but I didn't expect that this has already begun to be urged." He looked apologetic, "I'll leave with my things first, and we'll talk together slowly next time." ”
"Well, see you next time."
Li Meng smiled and nodded.
After Zhao Xingcheng left the box and the door was closed, the smile on Li Mian's face disappeared, and his face was replaced with a solemn expression.
The Zhao Xingcheng just now, obviously his performance in all aspects is no different from that of an ordinary person, and he looks like a salesman.
But inexplicably, when Li Mian faced him, he always had an extremely strong sense of danger in his heart.
It was as if he was not facing a man, but an evil ghost in human skin.
Dangerous, evil.