The day after the theft, Cheng Shanshan took sick leave.

Preemptive? The first love who once vowed to stay with each other for the rest of her life, but her real face is a female bandit? Thief? Demon?

Cheng Shanshan, who disappeared for n years, walked into the crisis-ridden An family with an ulterior and hidden mission.

Qiao Haiou still has a little tenderness in his heart, and it has long been gone. From this day forward, we are adversaries and enemies! Cheng Shanshan. He muttered silently in his heart.

Cheng Shanshan will also be a pair of eyes! Of course, in addition to tranquility, the people around him may be eyes.

After a busy while, I have to go out in the afternoon. It just so happened that there was only this opportunity left, and I went to the bank. The dolls, half a cigar, and the lost diary were all deposited by Qiao Haiou in the safe of the China Commercial Bank.

Now that I think about it, it was a wise decision. The two thefts that had just occurred were clearly aimed at those two things.

Lao Qian has been following behind the ass by using the driver's identity, and the first thing to do is to get rid of him, which is also the key!

Qiao Haiou went to two points to finish his errands, and Lao Qian followed closely as usual, not leaving an inch. It's so magnificent, and you're protected by bodyguards when you go out. Security is also absolutely guaranteed, especially in these extraordinary times.

But the key problem is that, in his current situation, he has to maintain the highest level of vigilance with those around him!

Qiao Haiou's heartstrings tightened, and Lao Qian drove the Passat without saying a word, not saying a word, and not asking more.

The car passed by Jiuguang Department Store, and Qiao Haiou's heart moved, and he had an idea. He told Lao Qian that he wanted to buy some birthday gifts for An Ning and go inside. Lao Qian parked the car and followed Qiao Haiou into the department store.

Qiao Haiou first looked at the famous watch, then looked at the cosmetics, and then looked at a few dresses, and then went to the underwear counter. He didn't care about Lao Qian's thoughts, and said directly, I'll go in and take a look, you wait for me.

Then, he walked straight into the lingerie boutique.

Old Qian stood outside the door wearing sunglasses, staring at Qiao Seagull's back from afar.

Taking advantage of the large number of people in the store, Qiao Haiou turned around and walked to another exit. He hurriedly came out, hurried to the elevator entrance, and as soon as he entered the sightseeing elevator car, he saw Lao Qian chasing after him from the gap in the door that was about to close!

On the first floor, Qiao Haiou rushed to the back door of the mall, ran for a while, waved to stop a taxi, got into the car, and before the driver could say, he caught a glimpse of the familiar Passat in the rearview mirror.

Depend on! Is the Bangkok Escape going on again?

But it really works. When Qiao Haiou was waiting for the traffic light, he threw a 100-yuan bill to the driver, didn't say a word, and got out of the car directly.

He crossed the road like a gust of wind in a direction perpendicular to the direction he had just traveled, ignoring the flashing red lights and the whizzing cars, got into another taxi, and drove in the opposite direction.

Qiao Seagull, who sat back in the taxi, was beating wildly!

According to his request, the driver made many turns and circles, and finally arrived at the destination, Huashang Bank.

The hands of the Rolex watch showed that it was three o'clock, and fortunately, one step later, the bank would be closed. Qiao Seagull secretly rejoiced.

Then everything went well, and Joe Seagull retrieved the little doll, along with half a cigar, and the diary was still in the bank safe.

The last time I came back from Thailand, I tossed all the way and the cigar wrapper cracked, revealing the curly leaves and fillers. It had been left for too long, and at that time in the Thai office, Qiao Seaou could barely smell the rich cigar smell.

Before bringing it back, he still picked up the opportunity during the journey of being chased by the outlaws, and firmly wrapped the half cigar with many layers of paper towels. I'm afraid that the cigarette core will dissipate.

Qiao Haiou's initial idea was very simple, there must be an ulterior secret hidden in the cigarette wick of the cigar.

He even looked up books on the subject, such as the cigar knife killings abroad. There is also a novel about using a syringe to pierce a powdered drug into the root of a cigar, so that it is not easy to detect, and the heat released by the cigar will blow the poisonous gas into the internal organs of the person little by little.

It's really invisible!

Qiao Haiou's head was full of cigars, and when he raised his head, he realized that he had gone in the wrong direction, and he had arrived at the bank business hall. As soon as I was about to leave, I caught a glimpse of a familiar back!

Slender and graceful.

Cheng Shanshan?

She was lying at the bank counter, and there was a man beside her, also with his back to this side.

Qiao Haiou felt that the man's back was also a little familiar.

Didn't Cheng Shanshan take sick leave? Why is there her shadow everywhere!?

Before getting off work, it was the peak time for business, Qiao Haiou flashed to the side, he found a vacant seat, sat in the waiting crowd, and looked at the two backs from a distance.

The man never turned around.

Qiao Haigull stared straight at that direction, and someone behind him pushed his arm and handed over a small note. Qiao Haiou took it and unfolded it, and saw the crooked four words.

Take a picture of your back.

He turned his head sharply,, Old Money was sitting behind him in sunglasses!

Qiao Seagull gasped. In the end, he was born as a mercenary, or he didn't get rid of him.

He also followed those two things just now? Bursts of fear struck, Qiao Haiou's heart was so panicked, his beating heart was out of control, and he couldn't stop it. Looking at Lao Qian again, he sat as steady as Mount Tai, without glancing at Qiao Haiou, and his gaze blocked by sunglasses seemed to be staring at Cheng Shanshan's direction.

Lao Qian saw that Qiao Haiou snorted twice in his nostrils, but did not move, and pushed his arm again.

Perverted? Looking at the sexy skirt worn by Cheng Shanshan, you want to play **? This is Joe Seagull's idea. Damn, no wonder there are so many gossips, Lao Qian is not only lustful, but also perverted!

Qiao Haiou sat motionless, ignoring the old money.

After another ten minutes or so, Cheng Shanshan finished the business, picked up the bag, took the man's arm, and walked out of the door of the business hall.

During the whole process of leaving, neither of them looked back.

Back on the Passat, Lao Qian fastened his seat belt and said coldly, you didn't shoot?

Qiao Haigull cut and ignored him.

The old money is so angry that he is not angry. He pulled out a sky-blue fanny pack from under his seat, pulled it open, pinched out a photo, and handed it over.

Qiao Haiou took it and took a look, it was still the back of Cheng Shanshan who pulled him to the wilderness that day, and the old money ** arrived.

The vague shadow dangled in front of Qiao Haiou, making him feel dizzy. Suddenly, his eyes were staring at the back of the man in the photo, and he was about to step into the upper body shadow of the red Audi A4!

Resemble?

Like?

Quite like that, indeed?

It's really similar to the back next to Cheng Shanshan just now!

But what does this mean, someone's husband? Boyfriend? New love?

But Lao Qian said that he looked familiar with that back, but he couldn't think of it for a while. I went back and added, don't act alone next time!

Qiao Haiou listened to the first half of the sentence, and secretly cursed in his heart,, Cheng Shanshan's man is a person in the An family circle? Otherwise, how could the old money feel familiar.

It turns out that Lao Qian is not a sexual pervert, he wants to take a photo to compare the similarity! Don't say it sooner.

However, playing in public places is not feasible.

After Lao Qian spit out the second half of the sentence, Qiao Haiou breathed a sigh of relief like self-comfort, and his tense heartstrings were slightly relaxed. Lao Qian should have followed him after he arrived at the business hall, and he was not seen to take those two things.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have shown his face so late.

Lao Qian thought that Qiao Haiou just threw him aside just to follow Cheng Shanshan.

Damn, exposed! Why did he follow Cheng Shanshan? What will the old money think?

But Lao Qian, who cherished his words like his life, didn't say anything later, and still drove his car steadily.

The night after returning to Villa 16 from the bank, Joe Seagull had trouble sleeping all night.

Holding the body of Wen Xiang Nephrite in his arms, countless shocking shots swept in front of him, one moment was the pursuit of the outlaw Thailand, one moment was the note handed by Lao Qian, the other was the back of Cheng Shanshan's side, and the other was the coughing sound of Hong Ma, and finally fixed on the doll and cigar.

At two o'clock in the morning, he gently moved the girl in his arms, freed his body, crept into the study, closed the door, turned on the lamp, and took out the two things he had brought back during the day.

Most of the paint on the doll has fallen off, Qiao Haiou kneaded this little play, carefully observed it for a long time, and knocked it gently, it was connected into a whole, which seemed to be solid.

Is it the toy of the four bosses An Qingquan? A half-old man in his fifties who uses it all day to pass the time?

The wives of the four bosses are recuperating in Los Angeles, USA, and have never heard of their children or grandchildren. Boss An can't use it to amuse children, right?

Qiao Haiou put it on the desk again, stood up, and walked around him twice. Over and over again, I watched it back and forth for a long time.

After returning from Thailand, he has never been able to give himself an explanation, why did An Quan put a small doll on the windowsill of his office?

An Qinghuai and Lao Qian have also been to Thailand, and the little girl that the old man in Taiwan said, there must be others, they have all been to Thailand, haven't they seen this little thing?

Perhaps, he is really just a doll, everyone thinks so? It's so small that it doesn't attract attention or appeal.

Qiao Haiou grasped it in his hand again and checked it, like a small stone, a little heavy. He was just about to put the doll back in the drawer, but as soon as his hand slipped, he rolled to the floor.

Boom! There was a dull cracking sound. Outside the window, a series of wild cats barked aimly. In the dead of night, in the dark and dreary courtyard of the house, the wild cat's estrus bark makes people feel creepy!

Qiao Haigull's eyes were a little dazzled, and he glanced at a small ball of paper lying next to the broken doll. Squatted down again to take a look, and rubbed his eyes again, damn! Really!?

Roll out of the doll!?

Before An Qingquan died, he hid a paper ball the size of a small thumbnail in the "solid" doll!?

Qiao Haiou hurriedly picked it up, and when it was unfolded, it became a crumpled little note.

A corner of the torn journal paper! It only writes a certain year, a certain month, and a certain day, and there is half a line of Chinese characters. But the second half of the word is torn off by the waist, and it is almost impossible to make out the content.

Joe Seagull stared at it for half a minute, or a little longer. Suddenly, he leaned under the lamp, turned on the lamp, and looked at it carefully, as if he had an illusion that the color of the little note in front of him was very close to the color of the lost diary paper!

A small note, a blank diary, how do these two things connect?

That book Joe Seagull has read every page, and there is no missing corner. Of course, there are no words.

He finally couldn't hold his breath anymore.

Doesn't Lao Qian always like to pester him, go find Lao Qian now! He sent it, so he had to give an explanation.

I can't care about that much.

In other words, I knew that I was so entangled, I should have taken him with me when I went to Huashang Bank today, so I didn't need to be so sneaky.

Of course, he went to find Lao Qian, and what he wanted to talk about was about dolls and cigars. As far as the facts are concerned, those speculations, doubts, and the words that get to the bottom of it are all rotten in the heart.

With a pounding heart, Qiao Haiou went downstairs and knocked on the door of Lao Qian's room.

Lao Qian, who was woken up, shouted, you threw An Ning alone in the room in the middle of the night? As he spoke, he put on a piece of clothing and pushed Qiao Seagull straight out.

Old Qian pulled Qiao Seagull back upstairs.

Qiao Haiou's brain was buzzing, and he didn't know which one Lao Qian was singing. Lao Qian said calmly while climbing the stairs, study, come to your study, be closer to tranquility!

It turned out that Lao Qian was considering that Qiao Haiou had a good idea of An Ning.

Cut, what else will happen in a building with a black light? Qiao Haiou muttered secretly in his heart.

The corridor is very quiet, and the whole house is silent, and it seems that you can still hear the screams of night cats in estrus. Lao Qian walked in front, Qiao Seagull followed closely behind, and the dark night seemed to smell of blood.

Qiao Haiou thought, why didn't he hear Lao Qian's snoring when he went downstairs just now? Isn't he snoring and beating fiercely?

Late at night when I made an appointment to meet in the basement, when Qiao Haiou returned alone, Lao Qian's snoring was so loud that it almost exploded Villa 16!

As soon as I reached the third floor in the dark, I suddenly heard An Ning's screams and cries!

, what's going on again? Old Qian warned Qiao Seagull not to leave An Ning alone, is he a god operator!?

didn't have time to think so much, Qiao Haiou pushed away the old money and rushed into the room.

Under the light, An Ning, who was wearing a suspender nightdress, cried with tears in her eyes, and next to her stood Hong Ma, who was trembling all over!

Qiao Haiou stepped forward and hugged An Ning tightly into his arms, and Lao Qian also followed, this time he didn't avoid suspicion. yelled at Hong's mother, in the middle of the night, you are not in your room, why did you run up?

It's a record-breaking! Lao Qian has always cherished words like his life, and when he finally saw him angry.

An Ning threw her bare arm, and shouted that she ran over to sleep next to me in the middle of the night!

Many years later, when we talked about this period in Shihao Homestead in Haiding District, Qiao Haiou kept saying that that night, Lao Qian's reaction was too unexpected. sighed again, it's so weird!

I asked puzzledly, didn't Hong's mother break in in the middle of the night? Why do you get involved with old money again?

Qiao Haiou paused for a while, and then said in a low voice, That night, An Ning wore a suspender nightdress! Almost all of them are see-through, the chest is open very low, and the arms and legs are exposed.

What are you trying to express? I asked, glaring.

Actually, I guessed most of it in my heart.

Sure enough, Qiao Haiou spit out, and Lao Qian didn't avoid suspicion!

I deliberately asked, Lao Qian is in a hurry, right? He's not always cared about peace.

Qiao Haiou paused again, his face turned red, and his tongue licked his dry lips and said, I suspect that Lao Qian and An Ning have a personal relationship!

Depend on! The words finally burst out of his mouth.

Nothing else is out of the ordinary, right? Old money. I asked again.

I trained Hong's mother, and I couldn't bear it anymore. Lao Qian reflected faster than me, and took a coat to put on An Ning. Qiao Haiou said slowly.

We were both silent.

Halfway, I asked again, did you talk to Lao Qian that night? Those two things.

Qiao Haiou nodded, and added, in the study.

What about tranquility? I asked.

Leaning on me, I fell asleep. Joe Seagull said.

Also in the study? I asked.

Well. After a pause, Qiao Haiou said again, I didn't dare to leave her in the bedroom.

And then? I asked again.

Lao Qian told me that An Qingquan has the habit of writing a diary. Joe Seagull said.

Right? A small torn ball of paper in a diary. I asked.

Lao Qian suspected that he had been dropped. He speculated that the courier might have been intercepted on its way back from Thailand, or that it might have been targeted in Bangkok. Qiao Haiou said indifferently, and added, I suspect even more that it was the old money who dropped the bag himself!

Oh? He cut off the one with the words? I asked.

Qiao Haiou didn't reply to me directly, he was still immersed in his own thoughts, and said to himself, the fourth boss must have sent his diary, and he was worried that he would be targeted, so he tore a note from the book and stuffed it into the doll!

I sighed thoughtfully. Then he asked, so to speak, the fourth boss was assassinated? There is no such thing as a family spell?

Seeing that he didn't squeak, I said again, what about the third boss An Qingcheng? Died in Hong Kong, what are the clues?

Qiao Haiou stared straight at me, looked at the old man for a long time, and before I got angry, he spit out, You are thinking too fast.

Well, follow his routine.

What about cigars? What's the situation? I asked again.

Cigarette cores, curly leaves, and wrappers have all been tested. Joe Seagull said.

The result? I asked. This slow and leisurely temperament has to kill people in a hurry every time.

Not poisonous. Qiao Seagull said calmly.

Exercise! It's been a long time, amusing you! I cursed softly.

Qiao Haiou shook his head, and added, I have also checked, the brands of cigars are the favorites of the four bosses, Havana cohiba.

That's the end of that half cigar? An Qingquan put it in the ashtray, and it accidentally rolled under the table by itself? I lost the sentence.

Jo Haiou didn't answer me, got up and took a box of cigars from the room, opened it, pulled out one and handed it to me. Then I saw a series of movements flash in front of my eyes: shear, preheat, ignite, sip, spit...... Professional, smooth, man!

I secretly marveled that I came out of the mansion in the end, and the posture of smoking cigars has a kind of domineering atmosphere!

It's no wonder that cigars are called "scepters in a man's hand".

From a distance, there is really a bit of Churchill's posture.

I also followed his movements and ignited the cohiba cigar from Havana, Cuba. Suddenly, a mellow fragrance hit.

Halfway through, Qiao Haiou got up, walked to the corner of the wall in the house, and suddenly called out with a straight face, Ye Wumei, you come here!

I was still immersed in the aroma of cigars, and I didn't even react, what kind of play did this kid play! But I put the remaining half of the cigar on the ashtray on the coffee table, moved out of my seat, and walked over.

Qiao Haiou returned to his place again, closed his eyes, rested his head on his back, and spit out smoke rings from his mouth very handsomely.

Damn, tease me, boy. I cursed.

Qiao Haiou didn't answer, and after a long time, he glanced over and pointed to the half of the cigar I was holding just now!

Fuck, I suddenly came to my senses, and he rehearsed the shot of Ahn Kyung Kwon smoking a cigar in his Thai office!

I had long lost the interest in smoking cigars, so I leaned over and asked, "Did the old money do it on purpose?" Halfway through his smoke, someone shouted, so he extinguished the half cigar and hid it on the floor under the table.

Joe Seagull stared at me, as if testing my patience, and as if waiting for me to continue.

I couldn't wait to blurt out that before that person called the four bosses away, An Qingquan himself realized the danger, so he kept this hand. He deliberately hid half a cigar and made a code word!

What a stealthy move! Master! An Qinghuai, Lao Qian, all the people who went to the office of the fourth boss later, didn't notice it. I muttered to myself.

Qiao Haiou sat up straight and said lightly, Lawyer, it took us a long time to reason.

We? I repeated the sentence and said, you and old money?

Joe Seagull nodded. I added that smoking cigars and writing a diary are the hobbies and habits of the four bosses!

I can't help but say it, the key is, who has the power to call the four bosses away from the chairman's office?

This time, Qiao Haiou kept a calm face and sighed again, but didn't say anything.

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