Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Good Boy and the Mystery

Stanley placed Kate and Serena on his shoulders and prepared to leave, despite their shouting for drink. As for Bell and George, who cares about the affairs of these two masters, even if they are picked up by, they deserve it.

Thinking like this, Stanley carried two beauties on his shoulders, followed by two, and left the bar very stylishly, and when Stanley got out of the elevator and came to the underground parking lot, he realized that they didn't seem to be driving over.

"I'll go, I actually forgot." Stanley patted his head with some remorse.

Now they are five people, if they fight, one car can't sit five people at all, but he doesn't dare to divide into two cars on this big night, the crime rate in this world is as high as seventy or eighty percent, if something happens, it's too late to regret it.

Bell's car had already been driven away by his agent, not to mention that Stanley didn't know the other party's phone number, and even if he did, he wouldn't be able to call someone so late. The agent is also a human being, and he also has his own life, so it's not good to disturb people's dreams.

"What now?" Vilia asked, looking at Stanley.

"What else can I do? Chilled salad! Stanley shrugged, Bell had already introduced him when he first arrived, there was a hotel in this building, and he could only stay here for one night at the moment, and he hoped it wouldn't make headlines tomorrow.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Stanley asked Sophie and Vilia to open two houses in their own names, and when Kate and Serena were sent up, Stanley came back to open one for himself.

After waiting for a while, after Sophie and Veria had the room card, they returned to the elevator to the fifteenth floor, the location of the two houses was not far away, Sophie and Veria chose a room by themselves, and then said goodnight and closed the door while Stanley was stunned.

"I'll go, what are you doing here?" Stanley was a little speechless.

"I'm tired, I want to sleep, I wish you a good night, well, remember not to be too tired." A slightly playful voice came from within, and Stanley knocked on the door several times, but they wouldn't open it.

There was no way, Stanley had to continue to carry the two beauties to another room, swipe the card to open the door with his free hand, and close the door casually in order to prevent any accidents. The décor in the room is not too ornate, but it is very comfortable, and there is a large bed in the middle of the room, and it is no problem to sleep three times on it.

"I'll go, how is this kind of house?" Stanley was confused, and finally thought that it might be Vilia or Sophie's prank.

Shaking his head slightly, he put the two beauties on his shoulders on the bed, and the beauties who were still shouting and drinking just now are exhaling softly with their eyes closed, looking like they have fallen asleep. As a person who doesn't like to drink much, he certainly doesn't have much experience in taking care of people after getting drunk, so Stanley just took off Kate and Serena's shoes, covered them with a quilt and turned away.

Not long after Stanley left, the two women who had just fallen asleep exhaled softly, looked at each other and laughed, in fact, they didn't refuse to have a relationship with Stanley, of course, if they were really awake, they would definitely not think so, but after drinking so much wine tonight, it was okay to be wrong, but I didn't expect Stanley to have no idea in that regard.

"I'll have to clean up those two little girls tomorrow, it's too bold." Kate said lazily.

"Well, it's a pity, Stanley is in such good shape." Serena looked intoxicated, and she didn't know if it was because of drinking or if she thought of something.

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A villa in Flushing, New York, at the moment the entire villa has been surrounded by police cars, whining and screaming, the door of the villa is open, but the police have pulled a cordon to prevent others from approaching, but you can still see dozens of men in black suits lying on the ground, all of these people have lost their breath and have become corpses on the ground.

The door of the main building was closed by the police, but the lights inside were also transparent, and if you were a little careful, you could see that there were several corpses inside, and there was even a person who seemed to be the man who was called 'Uncle Zhong' by Zheng Shangqi last time.

Zheng Shangqi frowned, he had been in New York for more than a month, and all the clues had been completely broken when he came to New York, and he finally knew that his father had dealings with this 'Uncle Zhong' before, but this 'Uncle Zhong' seemed to be afraid of something, and he didn't give him a clear answer at all.

This made Zheng Shangqi very angry and worried. He left the 'Uncle Zhong' side and kept looking for clues in New York, but these clues were still related to this 'Uncle Zhong', so he was going to visit this 'Uncle Zhong' today, but not long after he came here, he found that the people inside were dead, and his clues were cut off again.

"Who is it? Could it be the same person who killed my father? Zheng Shangqi looked into the distance and pondered for a while, ready to turn around and leave.

"Hey, stop!"

Zheng Shangqi was just about to leave, a voice stopped him, he turned around and looked, it was a fat woman in a police uniform, her lips were painted like roasted sausages, if her face was scraped with a knife, she might be able to scrape out several catties of foundation, and if you got a little closer, you could get the smell of fox mixed with the smell of inferior perfume.

Zheng Shangqi frowned slightly and asked, "Is there anything wrong?" ”

"Take out the documents, and who are you?" The policewoman stared at Zheng Shangqi with a 'stern' face and said.

Zheng Shangqi didn't resist, he knew that if he resisted or didn't cooperate a little now, this fat-brained policewoman might shout, and then those policemen who were already nervous as if they had tightened the hemp rope would shoot Zheng Shangqi without hesitation, well, who made Zheng Shangqi look like an American.

Zheng Shangqi took out his own documents, he has not been busy in Europe in vain all these years, all kinds of documents in his hands are very complete, and he is not afraid of anyone investigating at all. Most of his documents are 'real'!

"What are you doing here?" The policeman asked as he looked at the year in his hand.

"I came to find someone, but unfortunately it seems to be late." Zheng Shangqi didn't lie, after all, if the police investigated, they would definitely know that Zheng Shangqi had appeared several times in this month, so lying at this time was asking for trouble.

"Do you know anyone there? So why didn't you go in or ask? The policewoman found that there was no problem with the documents in her hand, but she was not discouraged and continued to ask Zheng Shangqi.