When I woke up, it was already evening, although my head was still a little groggy, but after seeing the afterglow of the sunset outside the window and the time in my mobile phone, I found that the time to meet with the old housekeeper was almost the same, so I had to hold on to my headache and get up from the bed. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

After going to the bathroom and taking a quick shower, after sobering up, I clicked on the two missed calls I saw when I checked the time. found that one was called by Fang Ling, and without thinking about it, I knew that it must be the same as Lin Shixuan, to persuade us to go back. And the other one is a number I don't know, so I don't care about it.

Since there is no phone number from Lin Shixuan, it means that he has not found out the true identity of the deceased until now. No, what if he calls Mu Zihan?

Only then did I remember that from the time I got up to now, I didn't see Mu Zihan, where did this guy go? According to the usual situation, they usually get up earlier than me, and then they drink tea over there, and tease me, why is the ghost missing today?

However, I don't worry about him going to do it on his own this time, after all, in the current situation, even if he wants to come alone, there is no chance. To put it bluntly, I don't know anything, I don't have any clues, and the plan is all disrupted, like a headless fly, and there will be no other result than knocking yourself to death. Although Mu Zihan is sometimes more impulsive, but, at least in my impression, he is not a person who would do such a thing.

Sure enough, after waiting for about ten minutes, he came back with a few takeaways. While putting the food on the table, he said, "It's almost all messed up outside, and they're all talking about the traffic accident on the outskirts of the city in the morning." ”

I took a bite of food and put it in my mouth, and as I ate, I said, "Just a traffic accident?" The driver and the pocket man were both killed by snipers, and this was not reported. ”

"It's normal, how can this kind of thing be reported? First, the police are afraid of causing unnecessary panic; Second, General Ali must have also proposed to take care of it. Mu Zihan smiled and said, "Okay, let's eat quickly, the old housekeeper is coming soon." ”

"By the way, speaking of which, is there any news from Lin Shixuan?" I asked.

"No, it is estimated that it has not been found out yet, maybe the identity of the deceased is indeed very hidden." Mu Zihan shook his head and said.

"Then you are so sure that the old butler will be able to find out?" Knowing that Interpol couldn't find out for a while, I was a little hopeless about the old butler's side.

"Not sure, but whether he can find out or not, anyway, I've already thought of another way." Mu Zihan smiled mysteriously.

Just as I was about to ask him what he could do, there was a knock on the door of our room, and without us having to open it, the person outside the door had already opened the door by himself and walked in.

That's right, the person who came in was General Ali's old butler, and it was Xiao He, the front desk waiter of the hotel, who opened the door for him.

"You're really early, half an hour before the appointed time." I complained as I sped up my meal.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know that the two of you were dining, I really didn't come at the right time." After the old butler sat down on the chair beside us, he replied with a smile: "However, I am also in a hurry to solve the affairs assigned by His Excellency the General, so please forgive me." ”

"It's okay, have you already found out the identity of the deceased?" Mu Zihan said with a smile,

"That's right, it's true, but it's not detailed." As he spoke, he took out a piece of paper from the pocket of his clothes, opened it and said, "According to the results of the investigation I sent someone, the deceased's name is Zhao Liu..."

"Zhao Liu? How does the name sound like a kana? I interrupted. Anyway, those names of Zhang San, Li Si, Wang Wu, Zhao Liu, how do I listen to them, how do they look like the fake names that are now made up.

The old butler was obviously a little embarrassed to be interrupted by me like this, after all, he had been so full of words before. I saw him grin, and after smiling a little embarrassedly, he explained, "This name is indeed... However, this is the name we have found that is most certainly related to the deceased. ”

Mu Zihan glanced at me, signaled me to shut up, and then said to the old housekeeper: "Old man, don't worry about Siyuan, please continue." ”

"Okay." After the old housekeeper smiled at Mu Zihan, he continued: "According to the investigation, the deceased's name is Zhao Liu, about sixty years old, it seems that he was a businessman, he may hold shares in a number of large company groups, and he has traveled back and forth between China and the Golden Triangle region for many years. At this the old butler stopped.

Mu Zihan and I waited for a long time, and when we saw that he didn't speak again, after looking at each other, we said with a little crying and laughing: "No? ”

Seeing that the old butler nodded, I reconfirmed in disbelief: "This is all the information you found today?" ”

"Yes, that's all I can find so far." The old butler probably felt that this information was pitiful, and that much of it was uncertain, so he looked embarrassed again.

"Hell, sir, since you can say that he owns shares in a number of large companies, you should be able to determine his true identity from this." I almost just shouted out the words "old thing".

"But we can't be sure that he owns shares in those companies." The old butler replied.

Hearing this, I was almost blown up, and I was not even sure which companies the deceased owned, and it was nonsense to dare to say that he owned shares in several large companies.

What kind of thing is it, pretending to be twenty-five or eighty thousand, it seems to be so powerful, and even bragged about it, threatening to warn me and Mu Zihan for some reason. As a result, there is no ability at all, and the amount of news brought is not only small, but even most of it is uncertain. If it weren't for General Ali's old butler, I would have wanted to throw all the food on the table in front of me and yell at him, "Fuck off."

In my opinion, the news he brought, except for misleading me and Mu Zihan's judgment, is useless at all, it really me off, and I was looking forward to it before.

Perhaps, even he himself felt embarrassed, hurriedly chatted with us for a few words, and hurriedly said goodbye and left.

Looking at his figure as if he had run away and left in embarrassment, I snorted angrily and said: "I hate this kind of person the most, it seems that there are five people and six people, but they do some indiscreet things." ”

"That's not necessarily, let's dissipate my anger, in fact, his news is enough." Mu Zihan said with a smile.

"Enough? How can it be? Why do I think he didn't bring any useful news at all? I asked rhetorically.

"No, you just hated him so much that you missed the point in those messages." Mu Zihan shook his head and said, "I'll give you a hint, do you remember what Lu Bo said at the beginning?" What is the surname of the 'Brain of Cerberus'? ”

(To be continued)