The three southern provinces of Tutlan are located at low latitudes close to the equator, and even in winter they are not too cold, so it is enough to add a sweater to it and wear a slightly thicker jacket on the outside, and down is only used during the coldest weeks or two of winter.

During the lunch break, people who got off work walked out of the building one after another, and the originally quiet streets suddenly became lively, with people coming and going everywhere foraging for food, and occasionally you could see children walking together in twos and threes, carrying school bags, making the sound of laughter and play.

Gong Bing leaned against the window, feeling the afternoon sunshine that is rare in winter.

A few nights ago, not only him, but even his father Sean was a little careless, and his own house was touched twice, to be precise, his bedroom should have been patronized twice.

The first wave of people to appear were the second boss of the Knife Gang, Perkins, and the third boss, One-eye.

What has now been figured out is that after the boss of the Knife Gang, Bai Tou, was killed by Little Hat, the latter pretended to be Bai Tou's identity and used the phone to give orders to Boggins and Monyan in the name of the other party, asking them to track and monitor Gong Bing.

This is also the reason why Gong Bing was restless for several days before and felt that he was being watched.

Although he didn't know the name and composition of the bottle, Gong Bing found a random wild dog on the street and tried it, and knew that it was an out-and-out poison, because after the wild dog tasted the liquid, he vomited blood and died in less than a few seconds.

Obviously, the purpose of the little hat's mission is himself, not life or death.

The second wave broke into the house with only one person, who had been shot dead by her mother, Rise, and her body was taken away by the police later.

According to the news that Sean later learned, after the police identified and investigated, the deceased was a burglar in Green Town, who made a career of breaking into empty doors and doing some stealing and stealing chickens and dogs, specifically picking those middle-class families who were still wealthy but were afraid of getting into trouble.

This guy has good 'business' ability, and he doesn't miss much, so he also has some reputation in the Tao.

The other party himself is an orphan, and he has no family, and he is still alone in his thirties, and he is used to being alone, and his limited few friends are mostly related to wine and meat, and in addition, there are only some acquaintances who have dealings with him because of 'business'.

After some investigation, the police finally concluded that the other party had committed a burglary.

But Gong Bing didn't think so, if this was just a simple burglary, at the beginning, the thief should choose a living room that is easy to enter, instead of going straight to his bedroom on the second floor, not to mention that the other party is a burglary professional, before the action, he will definitely make some observations, find out the distribution of the rooms in the villa, and plan the action in advance.

For the sake of money, it is obviously not a good goal to be a son's room.

Unlike the first wave of people who were intent on killing, the thief had nothing but a dagger for self-defense, in addition to a lock-picking tool and a few ecstasy, and he went straight to his bedroom, apparently just looking for something.

What is there about you that people are worried about?

What is this guy looking for?

Who is behind this guy?

The cigarette burned slowly in front of his mouth, and the smoke was like flying dust in the sun, like Gong Bing's scattered thoughts.

After thinking about it, Gong Bing looked in the direction of the kitchen, Miranda and Fias were still busy, so he bypassed the sofa chair in the living room and pushed it away and walked to the balcony.

After closing the door, Gong Bing took out his mobile phone and dialed out.

"Old Barton, it's me." As soon as the phone was connected, Gong Bing spoke.

"Oh, Gabriel? I was going to give you a call, but I didn't expect you to call first. Old Barton's voice came through the microphone.

"What's the matter?"

"The medicinal materials you asked me to purchase before are already in place, and everything is ready in the quantity you requested."

"That's good news, then you can send the medicinal herbs to me to the North District, you know the address, let them get things out as soon as possible."

"No problem."

Old Barton's voice was not salty, and there were bursts of clinking glasses behind him, and the noise of the noise, and it seemed that the bar's business was good during the day.

"By the way, remember to tell the other party, the speed should be fast, and let me know as soon as it is completed." Gong Bing added.

"I don't want much time, I'll let you know then, as for how much it will cost......"

"You don't need to tell me how much it costs, just like I said before, the batch of things that were given to you last time, you will deduct it directly from it after you make it, and your own remuneration is the same."

"Okay, I see." Hearing Gong Bing's words, Old Barton's voice, which had always been smooth and unwavering, seemed to be a little different.

"As for the matter of that batch of things, eighty percent of them have been done, jewelry and gold are relatively easy to sell, they have already been sold, I will call you for your part of the money later, and the last few remaining paintings have problems with the source, they are all stolen goods that are not easy to sell, and it may take some time."

People who like to collect famous paintings are not short of money, so they will not buy those paintings of unknown origin and without proof in order to save a little money.

People who don't mind where the painting comes from tend to be more price-sensitive and are willing to pay relatively little for it.

Therefore, he can also understand the difficulties of old Patton.

"The price is not a problem, as long as someone is willing to accept it, it doesn't matter if it's lower, but the more expensive you sell, the more you earn, you can do it yourself."

At this point, Old Barton was about to hang up, but Gong Bing still had questions to ask him.

"Wait, I have a question for you."

"How is the wolf now?"

Because of himself, the bruised wolf was taken away by the police that night, and in front of a room of evidence, this guy would have to be sentenced for decades if he was not shot, and there was no possibility of turning over, so Gong Bing hadn't paid attention to him since that night.

"Wolves?" Old Barton paused for a moment, and seemed to think for a moment: "That guy is dead, probably on the third day after he was caught, and he died in prison." ”

"The wolf is dead?" Hearing Old Patton's words, Gong Bing felt a little surprised, and couldn't help but raise his voice a little louder.

Knocking, as if seeing a different expression, Fias, who came out of the kitchen, knocked on the balcony door.

"How did the wolf die?" Gong Bing smiled at Fias, then waved at her, signaling that there was nothing wrong with him.

"Those who were poisoned, poisoned in the food, and then sent to prison, to the wolves."

"Do you know who did it? Don't tell me the police did it. ”

"Who knows? Anyway, so far, I haven't found out who did it, and if there is no result in the investigation, many people will have to take the blame. Old Patton spoke in a relaxed tone, even with a hint of schadenfreude.

It seems that the elder Patton did not have a good impression of the police.

However, Gong Bing thought about it and felt that this was very normal, and it was strange that someone like Old Patton could have a good relationship with the police.

Since ancient times, soldiers and thieves have been incompatible opposites, at most they are in the same stream, and there will never be a situation of harmony and family.

Old Barton didn't know much about the wolf's death, so Gong Bing hung up the phone after he couldn't ask anything more.

Is the wolf dead? And the night after his death, his own house was touched.

Excluding the first wave of people who belonged to the Little Hat and Little Knife Gang, did the later thieves have anything to do with the death of the wolf?

Gong Bing took out the cigarette case from his pocket, took out one and put it in his mouth to light it again.

No, no, no, Gong Bing secretly shook his head and vetoed it.

It should be said that the person behind the thief has something to do with the death of the wolf.

Revenge for the wolf? It shouldn't be that simple.

Thinking of the thief's behavior of rummaging back and forth in his bedroom, it seems that the person behind him is trying to find something from him.

What the hell is that thing?

Who is the person behind this sacred?

Thinking of this, Gong Bing's eyes narrowed, and he already had some eyebrows in his heart.