Seeing that the market below quickly regained calm, Sun Fatzi continued to the investigator who followed him: "Have you seen Director Ouyang? He's not suspicious, is he? ”

The investigator said: "Director Ouyang is at booth No. 73, psyllium is a fresh face, and he doesn't know him face-to-face. I'm not looking for someone from the bureau, at most he will think that someone has discovered the commotion caused by the Yin Si ghost, and it will not lead to Sun Juyou. ”

Sun Fatzi nodded with a smile, and then said to himself: "Dude, I just said that this little Taoist priest is not ordinary, Kong Dalong is really illiterate, even if he doesn't have the money of Boss Gao, he can eat and drink spicy food for the rest of his life......"

Before Sun Fatzi's words were finished, the investigator in charge of monitoring the ghost city spoke again: "Sun Ju, Director Ouyang withdrew with his people. There were six people in total, and the east exit ......"

Sun Fatzi glanced at his watch, then got up and changed into the uniform of the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, and said to the investigator: "Didn't I say, did Ouyang get any treasures on the left?" ”

The investigators in Room 5 were empty-handed, and Director Ouyang bought an old watch at booth No. 3 and a jacket at booth No. 21. Then I kept wandering around various used book stalls, but I didn't buy anything more. ”

Hearing that Ouyang was empty-handed, Sun Desheng smiled, then picked up the walkie-talkie on the table and said, "Twenty minutes later, the east and west mouths began to hedge. Highlight the key - no family can pull down ......"

While Sun Fatzi was talking, the psyllium who was still in the used bookstall was a little depressed. He should have been used as a gun by Sun Fatzi, but what happened, he didn't have a clue about this gun.

Just when Psyllium hesitated whether to go to Sun Fatzi first, the market began to stir. From the east and west exits of the street, more than 100 inspectors from the taxation and industrial and commercial bureaus, as well as local patrols, rushed in. After these people appeared, the vendors who set up their stalls did not know what was going on and began to panic. They all pushed their carts, ready to leave through the other exit.

Unexpectedly, there were also a large number of government personnel on the other side. It is also the lack of virtue of this street, there are only two exits in the east and west, and the exterior walls of residential buildings are on both sides, and you can't find a place to escape.

If it's just industry and commerce, it's nothing, and those patrols can't be provoked. However, these small traders quickly reacted, and they only sold some worthless old goods, at best, they disrupted the market order, and they did not even operate without a license and evade taxes, at most it was education.

Seeing that among these inspectors, some of them were wearing the same uniform as himself, Psyllium seemed to understand something, he squeezed into the crowd, and sure enough, he saw Sun Desheng wearing a business uniform. At this time, he was holding a loudspeaker and explaining to a few excited hawkers: "Didn't I say that you people are justified in occupying the road every day?" It's not a big sin to buy and sell old goods, but you have deceived foreign friends and thrown your face abroad?

Last month, an old beauty bought Zhang Tang Bohu's Spring Palace here. Are you embarrassed to pee and be old? People got on the plane with ancient paintings in their hands, wanting to study in the cabin, but as soon as they opened the whole cabin, the smell of urine was there. Now that this matter has reached the central government, a red-headed document has been specially issued to deal with it seriously. If you don't find someone who sells fake paintings, don't think about opening this market again for a day. Whoever registers the information of all the small traders......"

Halfway through speaking, Sun Fatzi found psyllium in the crowd. Squeezed his eyes at the little Taoist, and then he handed the horn to the staff beside him. Then he walked over and pulled the psyllium to the back, and said with a smile: "Dude, I know you have the ability, wait for the matter to go back, I'll do the ......."

"You're welcome, wait until your first seven days, and eat with the defilement wine." Psyllium grabbed Sun Fatzi's arm tightly, stared at him and said, "Say it directly, if you don't understand, you will be hospitalized for half a year......"

Seeing that Sun Fatzi was restrained by psyllium, the investigators who followed him were about to come over to relieve the siege. But he was stopped by Sun Desheng and said, "You guys are busy with your going, this is my own brother." I'm annoyed by the fun.,Dude, I'll persuade you to say a few words...... Register what you should register, and confiscate what you should confiscate...... Little brother, let's talk about ...... in the car."

As he spoke, Sun Fatzi took the psyllium and got into a van with a tax inspection printed on it in front. After getting in the car, he smiled and said to the psyllium: "Dude, I have no choice, I can't tell you in a hurry, I can only wronged you, little brother." You let go of your hand first, and I'll tell you......"

As he spoke, Sun Fatzi glanced at his watch, then pointed to the market and said, "Do you see this ghost market?" Locals also call it the morning market. Don't think it's just buying and selling a few old goods, tattered, and the water inside is deep...... Don't look at the small scale, it's just such a street, but at the end of the Qing Dynasty, when there were nine rivers, there was this ghost market.

Any buying and selling of old goods is a disguise, and there is yin and yang in the ghost market. I dare not say that at least one-tenth of the stalls cannot be called 'people'.

There are those who sell spiritual artifacts, as well as those who buy and sell some ritual artifacts and books. However, because he has never done anything out of the ordinary, Boss Gao has always turned one eye open and closed one eye during his period, and this is also an extralegal place that the poll bureau can't get into. The clues to how many of the incidents were dealt with were found here......"

Sun Desheng put a lot of effort into the ghost market, and on the way to Jiuhe, he used the computer to find the information left over from the old polling bureau. Unexpectedly, the water here is so deep that even Boss Gao doesn't dare to move easily, no wonder Yang Xiao will find himself. Changing to another person (similar to Yang Books) really can't do it.

Listening to Sun Desheng's grinding and chirping, psyllium showed an impatient look on his face, and he directly interrupted Sun Fatzi's words and said, "Does this have anything to do with me?" Why did you bring me here? That's what I'm asking, do I want to take you to the hospital and think about it......"

Before Psyllium finished speaking, a voice suddenly sounded outside the van: "Sun Juchang, let's talk?" ”

Hearing this familiar voice, Psyllium involuntarily turned his head to look out the window, and saw the somewhat hunchbacked wonton stall owner standing outside the car door. Although the words were said to Sun Desheng, the hunchbacked boss didn't look inside the car when he spoke, and his eyes stared directly at the direction of the noisy ghost market.

"Let's talk......" Sun Fatzi smiled, he didn't open the door, just rolled down the window. Through the car door, he continued: "It's still early in the morning, and I thought you would come to me in another hour." Let's talk., I've got a lot to do...."

"You guys made a big fuss this time, Gao Liang didn't dare to do this when he was alive. There are big people in the ghost market, and it's not good for anyone to get stiff. The hunchback continued to stare at the ghost market, and after a pause, he softened his tone and continued: "We haven't dealt with Sun Juchang before, in order to show sincerity. It's a little bit ......"

As he spoke, a small sandalwood box appeared in his hand like a trick, and handed it into Sun Fatzi's hand, and then continued: "There is nothing to hide from Sun Juchang, the following shipments have been shipped recently, and we can't afford to delay." After these few days, there is still a heart......"

Before he finished speaking, Sun Fatzi had already opened the box, and inside was a bead the size of a ping-pong ball, which exuded a faint light in the dark environment.

Psyllium never saw it again, and knew that this was the legendary pearl of the night. When I was surprised in my heart, I saw Sun Fatzi smile and stuff the beads into his hand, and said, "Take it back and play with the child, I have this thing." It's not that I said, if you think you're too small, ask your sister-in-law for a change......"

In these few words, psyllium doesn't hate Sun Desheng anymore......