Bang.....

A bullet pierced the head of the old woman, Vioghi, and Marcos trembled as he shot him, and his hands and feet were so weak that he almost collapsed. He turned his head, looked at Zhou Qingfeng with snot and tears, and asked inarticulately, "Is it okay?" I did exactly what you said. ”

"Get in the car." Zhou Qingfeng didn't handcuff Marco Shi anymore, and waved him back to the passenger seat. The two returned to the road, neither of them talking again. The old woman's body was dumped on the edge of the woods in the suburbs.

I don't know who in the Gallic military gave Zhou Qingfeng the 'public'. Anyway, after the repair, a lot of special features were added. A simple and effective electrocution device is attached to the battery.

With a simple transformer, the current in the battery is raised to tens of thousands of volts. Even the thought of lying will dissipate. A few more times and the spirit will collapse. Zhou Qingfeng also took the opportunity to learn a set of expert-level 'accounting' from the old woman, parentheses - making false accounts, money laundering.

According to the old woman's account, Malenkov arrived in Brussels three days earlier. First, the Kuqi gang stepped on the spot to explore the Flynn house where Zhou Qingfeng was staying, and they launched an attack the next day.

What was supposed to be a simple action ended up being a failure.

After the assassination failed, Malenkov was very cautious and did not contact the Kutch gang again, and should have found another place to stay.

When Zhou Qingfeng inquired about the whereabouts of 'Malenkov' at the gang stronghold, the old woman realized who had come to the door. But she just pretended to be pitiful and couldn't speak. If it weren't for Marco's revelation, she might have been fooled.

When Marcose was electrocuted, the old woman soon couldn't bear the physical and mental torture. She confessed the address of a hotel in the city, and was shot dead by Marco Shi as a 'vote'.

As a 'happy' chubby third brother, after Marcoshi got in the car again, the whole person was bored and paralyzed. His usual work is to wander around Europe, and his income depends on selling smuggled Tianzhu generic drugs, but now he .....

hit the catastrophe and bumped into Uncle Zhou.

Originally, it was a petty crime of selling smuggled drugs, but with Europe's tolerance for crime, even if he was caught, he would be locked up for two days at most. But now Marcose has become a murderer, albeit by force, but who can prove it?

This would make his mind buzz blank, and the black and fat third brother felt that he was finished no matter what.

It was already two o'clock in the morning, and the modified 'Volkswagen' drove to the Courtyard by Marriott in the city. This is arguably one of the best hotels in Brussels, very close to the European Parliament building. The hotel building is very square and the interior facilities are quite luxurious.

According to the old woman's confession, no one will be able to determine Malenkov's hiding place. However, the land snake is the land snake, and there are gang members in the hotel, and it is said that Malenkov has been seen.

"You come with me, or ......." Park the 'Volkswagen' in the parking lot, Zhou Qingfeng asked Marcose.

The black fat man knew that Zhou Qingfeng was still not at ease after all, so he raised his hands and took the initiative to ask: "You still put me in the car." ”

Zhou Qingfeng pursed his lips, thought for a while, and then took the snatched handbag. He opened the bag, and it contained rolls and rolls of cash. You don't have to do the math to know that there is indeed more than 100,000 euros in it.

"I went to the hotel to look for Malenkov. If all goes well, I'll let you go. Half of the cash here is for you, which is considered to be a seal on your mouth, and it is also because of your cooperation tonight. ”

"Really?" Marcose expressed disbelief, "You're not afraid that I will report it to the police?" I've seen your face. How could you not kill me? ”

"Maybe it's because you don't annoy me much." Zhou Qingfeng is really a person who looks at the mood. But the important thing is that he is afraid that if he doesn't find Malenkov, he still needs Marcosh, the leading party, - simply take money to fool him and make him cooperate.

The black fat man didn't know if he was motivated by cash, or if the third brother's attributes were really lacking, so he took the initiative to say, "Wait, I'll go into the hotel with you." Maybe you need help? ”

"What can you do for me?" Zhou Qingfeng asked rhetorically. In fact, he was also a little uneasy about leaving Marcos in the car.

"I .....," Marcos shook his head and thought for a long time, "I can tell jokes and relax." ”

I'd better shut your mouth—Zhou Qingfeng immediately shook his head.

"Wait......" Marcose shouted again: "Your enemies must know you, maybe it would be more convenient for me to come out and find someone in the hotel?" ”

That's a good reason.

So the two walked into the lobby of the Courtyard by Marriott in the middle of the night and found the front desk in charge of accommodation. Zhou Qingfeng naturally shouted: "I want a double room." ”

The front desk is a very beautiful and mature woman, and she is very well dressed in professional attire. She smiled at Zhou Qingfeng, and glanced at the black fat Marco who was following behind, her eyes changed slightly.

"Sir, do you have an appointment?"

"Sorry, no."

Zhou Qingfeng felt that the eyes of the front desk lady were very wrong, and it seemed that the combination between him and Ma Keshi was a little weird. In fact, he himself felt that it was too inconsistent for the two to stand together.

I can't help it. Who made Zhou Qingfeng have to stare at this third brother. It's just that this third brother is still a little useful, and I don't want to kill him.

But......

Uncle Zhou seemed to wake up again, he looked back at Marcos, and Marcos was also looking at him. The two men looked at each other for a few seconds, and they both felt goosebumps.

A double room?

It's not right!

Marcos also seemed to be a little awake, and he asked the front desk lady in a low voice, "Do you want to change to a double room?" ”

The front desk lady was registering Zhou Qingfeng's documents, and she was even more stunned when she heard this, and looked up at Zhou Qingfeng.

Uncle Zhou turned his head angrily and thought, "What do you mean by being a dead fat man?" Who the fuck wants to share a double room with you? ”

Marcos immediately shrugged his shoulders and said, "It's okay, I can sleep on the floor." ”

It's okay with you, I have a relationship!

The front desk lady interjected, "Do you need a double room?" There happens to be a nice business-class view suite, perfect for the two of you. ”

"No, no!" Zhou Qingfeng shook his head affirmatively, "In the double room, the two of us are just ordinary friends. ”

The front desk lady smiled, but said lightly: "Don't worry, our hotel will not discriminate against any guests." After that, she also whispered, "After all, if you are really an ordinary friend, you should have two standard rooms." But you can choose to live together. ”

Uncle Zhou regretted it a little, and felt that he should have killed this black fat man when he killed the old woman. Now I can't hold my face - I want to bring this black fat man in for Mao? It's hard to tell!

Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, Marcos has already been brought to the hotel, you can't shoot him on the spot, right?

"Double." Zhou Qingfeng insisted very seriously.

The front desk lady smiled again. She bent down, lay down in front of the computer behind the stage to operate the mouse, and arranged a room for Zhou Qingfeng and the two. The tailored-fitting business attire perfectly frames her waist.

Zhou Qingfeng felt that the butt of this front desk lady was very good-looking, but he just admired it silently. Ma Keshi, who also squeezed to the front of the stage, thought so, but he praised it directly: "Oh ......, it's so beautiful, it's so tempting." ”

The front desk lady only smiled at this compliment, looked up at Marcos, did not answer, and continued to apply for the room card.

Marcose was stimulated by the other party's seductive glance, and ran out without thinking, and said with a hippie smile: "Promise me, don't shit with such a beautiful ass." ”

The front desk lady immediately smiled and glared at Marcos viciously.

it!

What does this mean?

Zhou Qingfeng's face was stiff, and he felt embarrassed, and he couldn't wait to stay away from this black fat man immediately-what is the structure in this bastard's brain? If you can't flirt with a woman, don't flirt hard, okay? I felt disgraced when I stood next to me!

Marcose also realized that he seemed to have said the wrong thing, and he quickly explained, "Sorry, I mean you are beautiful and very attractive. So I hope you stay away from those stinking and unclean things. ”

The front desk lady's face was even more ugly. She slapped the key card on the countertop with a 'snap' and whispered, "You can get out." ”

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Marcose also had to explain, "Actually, I mean well, I just want to praise." ”

Zhou Qingfeng couldn't help it. He grabbed the key card and dragged Marcos away from the front desk, "That's enough, you shut up for me." I shouldn't have brought you in. You've lost all my face. ”

Entering the elevator of the hotel, both men had collapsed faces. When they arrived on the floor of the accommodation, the waiter was startled by the expressions of the two of them.

When Zhou Qingfeng saw the waiter, he finally remembered that he still had something to do. He took out a hundred euros in cash from his pocket and smiled at the waiter, "Can you do me a favor?" ”

A tip of 100 euros is not a lot in Europe.

The waiter immediately greeted him with a smile, "Sir, what do you command?" ”

"I have a friend who seems to stay in this hotel as well. But I don't know where he lives. Zhou Qingfeng asked.

The waiter immediately looked embarrassed, "I'm sorry, sir." We cannot disclose guest information. You're better off contacting your friends yourself. ”

"Ah, I actually just wanted to surprise him." Zhou Qingfeng took out another hundred euros, "His name is Malenkov, or he may have registered under another name." I'll show you a picture of him. ”

Zhou Qingfeng has Bill on his phone. The information provided by Walker included Malenkov's head. When the picture came out, he looked into the waiter's eyes. The other party glanced at the screen, but still said that he could not reveal the guest's information.

"It's okay." Zhou Qingfeng still stuffed the second one hundred ohs, patted the waiter's shoulder with a smile, and entered his guest room.

When the door closed, Marcose asked angrily, "The waiter didn't say anything, and you gave him two hundred euros?" You know, I don't necessarily earn 100 euros a day of work. ”

The waiter's expression already gave the answer, and Malenkov was in this hotel. Maybe they still know each other. Zhou Qingfeng went into the bathroom and washed his face, still in high spirits, "What I have to do now is to find him out." ”

Marcos tossed for a day, but he was sleepy. He lay down on the single bed in the room and whispered, "I'm tired, I need to rest." Hold me at the head of the bed. ”

"Didn't you say you were here to help?" Zhou Qingfeng asked rhetorically.

Marcose replied truthfully, "I actually feel uncomfortable sleeping in the car, and it is better to lie down in the hotel." ”

"Where did this fat black man get the guts to tease me?" Zhou Qingfeng frowned and stood beside the bed, thinking to himself: "Is the third brother so weird?" ”