The following year, in the twilight of the following year, 23:56.

It was drizzling, a black sedan was parked at the intersection, and the rest of the shops on the street were closed, except for a bar called Yves Saint Laurent. A tall young woman stepped out of the car, and if she wanted to enter the bar, it would be boring to go without filters, so she took off the glasses from her neckline and put them on her ears, and walked straight into the bar. Cutting through the bustling crowd and in the world of filters, she scanned the blood-red mystery bar with her peripheral vision vigilantly - there was eyeliner, and there were a lot of them.

At the bar, a bartender had just finished mixing wine for another and turned his glass.

"What is needed?" The bartender saw that she was extraordinary, and more or less guessed her intention.

"I happened to be wearing burgundy clothes today, of course, with the same color of wine." She replied with a smile.

"Good red wine."

"The color isn't poisonous enough," she told him with an irresistible look as she drew closer, pushing down the frame slightly, "and I want your signature, which is dry fiery wine." ”

The bartender put down the glass that still needed to be wiped dry, and raised his hand to point her in the direction: "This way, please." ”

A professional from the bar walked over and led her forward. A secret elevator is hidden behind an abandoned wine cabinet, and the man has a controller to turn it on. The elevator was crowded with only three people, and she noticed that the man had a hidden weapon on his cuff, and it looked like the man must be a skilled plainclothes operative in this bar.

After getting out of the elevator, the man asked her to walk into a small closed room - she knew that it was a human identity information collection center, as soon as she entered, not only her height, weight and other data would be stored by the other party, but even her ID card and face recognition system information could be stolen.

Fortunately, she knew how to confuse the real with the fake, so she walked in very confidently: Jennifer, registered in Southeast Asia, 166cm tall, 47kg in weight, and no underground transaction information.

"He's a newcomer, and he has a chip in his body." Boss Han dragged his cheeks and smiled.

Soon, Crescent Moon was brought to Boss Han, who motioned for her to sit down on the chair opposite him.

She looked around, it was supposed to be an abandoned casino, but the boss didn't seem to be planning to tear it down, and it seemed that he should have been studying chess moves before she came, because he had an endless chessboard behind him.

"I'm curious how you found this place?" Boss Han lit a cigarette, his tone was slightly arrogant and disdainful, Xu was underestimating her young age.

Crescent Moon leaned back in the chair, her right leg rested on her left leg, her hands naturally clenched and placed on her two thighs, and she smiled easily: "As long as there is a place for business, I am willing to come uninvited." ”

"I don't need to say much about the rules of this line, you must have understood it in advance before you came, so I'll ask directly," The basement was dimly lit and smoky, but looking at Boss Han's appearance, he liked this "decent" environment very much, "Are you here to buy or sell?" ”

"Buy." The first time she came to this kind of place, she must do her homework: the red trade is the blood bag sale, the pink trade is a special women's pawn sale, the black trade is the power purchase, and the white trade is the special group of people to buy and sell...... "white." ”

"That's right," Boss Han extinguished half of the unfinished cigarette butts, and then lit the other one, seeing that only one of the ashtrays was smoked cigarette butts, it was not difficult to guess that he had such a habit, "Which person did you fancie?" ”

"Falcon, I mean the previous falcon, not the young grass now." She looked very firmly into his eyes, which were peeking in the smoke.

He glanced at her face, then moved his gaze to the corner and took a puff of his cigarette before saying, "I'm sorry, but that person is dead." He shrugged his shoulders naturally. But she could not stop there, so she put her elbow on the table, and leaned in to him, "I want all the information about his life." ”

Boss Han paused for a long time, and then quietly turned his eyes to look at her, and found that this woman from a different background had been looking at him with an imposing look, and she couldn't be underestimated.

"Boss Han, don't joke with me, say no." Crescent Moon couldn't wait, so she stepped back and leaned back in her chair and smiled.

This time, Boss Han extinguished the cigarette butt that had not yet been half smoked, took out an information voucher book from the table, turned it over and pushed it to her, "This person's information is not easy to get, but I see that you are pleasing to the eye, and the transaction is easy to say, you first register and fill in the information on the second page, and we can talk about it officially." ”

"As the boss, this deal has to be done." After browsing the transaction registration form, she signed it very happily and pushed it to Boss Han.

He didn't look at her content, and asked her directly: "What do you say you can come up with first?" ”

"Do you see if you have enough money, enough to make your casino lively."

If life ends tomorrow morning, then make the night vigorous and make a difference, without regrets. Thinking of Minglang and everything she had experienced over the years, Xinyue was determined to take revenge on Cangyan.