Not surprisingly, Sister Fungus and others didn't quite understand this interpretation.

[Botulinum toxin]: Sports Square? Such an empty place?

[Palestinian Scorpion]: They don't want to do such a fatal thing, so they won't choose a place like the square that doesn't get dirty.

Fang Bing cleared his eyes and responded.

[Jellyfish]: Just look up what's going on at the Sports Plaza in City B this Friday.

After sending this message, Fang Bingqing thought about it carefully.

Now that the line between Tang Jianzhong and Sister Mei has been figured out along the loach, the problem should return to the beginning.

Mr. An said in the email: "Hanpu and your alliance happen to have a common enemy. ”

'Guimeng' is the honorific name of the Ten Thousand Poisons Alliance.

This 'cold shop' naturally refers to the golden dart pawnshop.

According to the three J marks, they can probably know that Mr. An is guiding them to investigate the woman's disappearance, and then set their eyes on Sister Mei.

Judging from all the clues currently in hand, Sister Mei has [TOS] behind her backer, and Tang Jianzhong has loaches as an auxiliary.

So here's the problem.

Is the enemy of the Golden Dart Pawnshop a [TOS] controlled by GOD, or a loach that is not too big or small?

Or rather......

Is it Sister Mei or Tang Jianzhong that the Golden Dart Pawnshop is going to deal with directly?

If it was Sister Mei, then they could do something behind Wang Qi's back, and there was no need to take the initiative to lend the hand of their alliance.

Because as long as they have known about the Ten Thousand Poisons Alliance, they should know it. Regardless of whether there is Sister Mei and Tang Jianzhong, TOS and loaches must be removed.

Let's talk about Tang Jianzhong.

On the surface, he is the employer of the golden dart pawnshop, and it stands to reason that Mr. An should let his subordinates entertain the rich man.

Now it's about muddying the waters, and then ...... Profiting from the fisherman's benefits?

But where does this 'profit' come from?

What shipment?

No!

This matter must have been targeted to death by Wang Qi and them, and the goods will still be handed over as evidence of the crime.

Is that...... The Ten Thousand Poisons Alliance?

Fang Bingqing thought of this, and was suddenly shocked by this idea.

To tell the truth, the Golden Dart Pawnshop is so mysterious, and the leader, Mr. An, has not seen the dragon all day long, but no one will be assured to cooperate with it.

Fang Bingqing rubbed his eyebrows and felt his head swell.

It's true that she wants to make some money for the alliance, but she never wanted to mess with such a character.

[Botulinum toxin]: Ahhhh Han Siwen's concert! (/StarEye)(/StarEye)

[Bologitox]: Oh my God, it's still in the open air. Sitting under the stars and listening to handsome guys sing, it feels beautiful to think about it.

【King Cobra】:!! It's done! That's it!

[King Cobra]: There are so many people in the concert, Tang Jianzhong and Sister Mei sent people to get in, and even if the people above want to check, it is extremely tricky.

[Palestinian Scorpion]: The volume of goods in this transaction must be not small, how can so many goods be brought into the market? There is also the issue of access to personnel.

[Palestinian Scorpion]: Han Siwen's concert tickets are not good, no one can enter without a ticket, how to trade?

[White Mandala]: This is not something we have to worry about, Tang Jianzhong and Sister Mei are both top people, and they must have a way better than us.

[Bologitoxin]: Wang Qi is not easy to fool, and he can watch a good show on Friday night.

[White Mandala]: But then again, what is Mr. An from this golden dart pawnshop going to do? Gave us a hook, and let us catch such a big fish ourselves.

[Jellyfish]: I'll know tomorrow morning.

…… If there is a third email.

[Jellyfish]: Sister Mei and Tang Jianzhong, we can't interfere, but TOS and loaches must be kept an eye on!

[Jellyfish]: It's not easy for those people above, so let's help if we can.

After saying this, and chatting about some other matters, Fang Bingqing went offline and closed the computer.

Without any image, he stretched his waist, got up and left his seat with his computer bag on his back.

Sister Fungus is right.

There's a good show to watch on Friday night.

And she is probably destined to participate in this scene in person.

Thinking like this, Fang Bingqing felt a little more interested.

Even in the past two days, I always feel that the sense of vigilance of being followed has dropped a lot.

……