Chapter 290: Qinghai Trip

Sun Fatzi took it out of his autumn coat, held it in the palm of his hand, gritted his teeth, and said, "I thought this little thing had run away just now." If you dare to love it, it will hide in the dry well and wait for me. It's not like I said, even if it's really biological, it's just that, right? ”

I glanced at Sun Fatzi and his biological son, who was not related by blood, and after snorting, I said, "Don't say it, when it comes to the ability to apply oil under your feet, no one can compare to you two." This is genetics, right? Speaking of which, I glanced at the close-fitting autumn coat and autumn pants on Sun Fatzi's body, and then looked down at my own naked **, and after a pause, I continued to Sun Fatzi: "Great Sage, you have seen what I look like, and you can't go out bare-assed." Now you have two choices, you keep one of the autumn clothes and pants. I'll ...... the rest."

Sun Fatzi laughed, looked me up and down, looked at me and said, "Spicy, you're in good shape." It's not that I said, it's a pity that you don't go out to show off with such a good figure. Such. I'll get you some rags, and you'll get in the way first. It's summer to go swimming in Beidaihe. What do you think? ”

I was furious when he looked at me. At the moment, I won't talk nonsense with Sun Fatzi. Whether he gives it or not, I can't go out bare-assed. Originally, I still wanted his jersey, but Sun Fatzi's autumn coat is no different from the coat I wear. There is still room for him to tear his autumn coat and block it in the vital place. Since he teased me like this, then I shouldn't be polite to Sun Fatzi. Just pick up his autumn pants, I don't believe he can wear pants inside!

I smiled at Fat Sun, and the fat man immediately saw my thoughts. The smile on his face froze suddenly, and then Sun Fatzi quickly walked to Li Daoyuan's remaining two legs and pulled off his pants. Then he threw the pants to me and said, "I didn't say that my clothes were for you, and you were wearing them straight and dangling." Don't think these pants were taken off by a dead man. At least it's much better than autumn clothes and pants......"

That's it. I wore pants still stained with Li Daoyuan's blood and a burst of autumn clothes and pants Sun Fat came out of the dry well. Because the two phones on me and Sun Fatzi were destroyed in the well, Sun Fatzi asked Director Wu for a phone at the moment, and notified Ximen Chain of the situation, and by the way, he changed his mind and took the initiative to ask Ying to stay and clean up the mess. has been working with Sun Fat for so many years. I can figure out what he was thinking, and the fat man was thinking about the altar made of gold below. It's hard to believe that he is worth hundreds of millions, and he still cares about such a golden table. Female liver rowing.

Taking advantage of the time when Sun Fatzi was bargaining with Simon Chain, I asked Section Chief Du to send someone to buy me and Sun Fatzi's size clothes and pants. By the way, I bought my clothes and pants quickly, but Sun Fatzi's size of clothes, Du Kechang's people ran several places to reluctantly buy Sun Fatzi's size clothes. Hiding in the police car, he changed Li Daoyuan's pants. I've been wearing a pair of dead man's pants, and it's awkward to say it. When he changed his pants, Sun Fatzi and Simon Chain also negotiated the conditions.

It is said that the scene here has been taken over by the Ximen Chain, and now the Ximen officials and several of them are rushing here, and no one is allowed to go down the well without permission until they arrive. Originally, Director Wu was going to inquire about what was going on under the well, but after all, Sun Fatzi was the deputy director of the poll bureau for a few days, so he casually made a bit of an official tone and scared Director Wu with confidentiality regulations. Sun Fatzi asked Director Wu's people to guard the gate, and his people did not need to participate in guarding the dry well.

The rest waited to find someone to move the gold altar out of the well, but just after Sun Fatzi called Huang Ran and asked him to find a way to help move the gold altar out. After the phone was connected, Sun Fatzi and Huang Ran told him what was going on in the well. When talking about the golden altar, Huang Ran did not hesitate, and immediately agreed to help with this. But in addition to this, Huang Ran has other things to say to Sun Fatzi: "Great Sage, someone called just now, and he said that he had called you more than thirty times before, but he didn't find you. This person seems to have something important to do and ask you to contact him as soon as you get back. He said his surname was Hou, you know how to find him......"

Hearing Huang Ran say this surnamed Hou, Sun Fatzi's face became a little unnatural. After hanging up Lao Huang's phone, Sun Fatzi immediately dialed another number and called out. After a few words, the expression on Fat Sun's face became more and more weird. After hanging up the phone, Sun Fatzi said to me: "Spicy, Lao Xiao is really in trouble." Remember when I asked people to follow him? When the two of us were in the well just now, Lao Xiao went to the airport by himself, and now he is flying to Qinghai. Didn't I say, can you still remember the phone number that Lao Xiao gave you before? Speaking of this, Sun Fatzi suddenly remembered that when my clothes were corroded in the well just now, he looked at me stunned and said, "You won't be so unlucky and ruined down there, right?" ”

"No, I'll put it in my room and let Lao Wu go to find it" As he spoke, I took the phone from Sun Fatzi's hand and called Lao Wu, now that it was dark, he should have returned to Huang Ran's residence at this time. At that moment, I called Wu Lianhuan and asked him to go to my room and find the phone number that Lao Xiao gave me. However, after calling the number, I found that the number had been turned off, and I didn't know what Lao Xiao was doing-#~ Miaobi Pavilion?++

At this time, Sun Fatzi made another phone call, and he said a few words on the phone. Although I didn't hear the content of the speech clearly, he mentioned a name that I was more familiar with - Lao Zheng. I heard the name clearly, I hung up the phone almost at the same time as Sun Fatzi, but I didn't get through the phone, and Sun Fatzi understood something.

"That phone number of yours is Qinghai's number" Sun Fatzi returned the phone to Director Wu, leaving only the phone in my hand, and then pulled me to a place where no one was, and then continued: "This number was done fifteen years ago, and it was done in Qinghai, but there was no real-name registration at that time." After the number was issued, there was not a single call. But the monthly rent is paid on time, and I don't know anything other than that......"

When he spoke, Sun Fatzi had already pressed out a number, and after the phone was connected, he asked people to arrange two air tickets to Qinghai, and then arranged to go to Qinghai. After the arrangements were made, Sun Fatzi hung up the phone, then looked at me and said: "Lazi, I didn't say it, the gold below is gone, wait until you find Lao Xiao, and let him report this account to us......"

After borrowing 2,000 yuan from Director Wu (Ximen Chain is responsible for repaying it), Sun Fatzi and I sat in a police car under the arrangement of Director Wu and ran all the way to Jinan Airport with a siren. Along the way, Sun Fatzi made several phone calls in a row, all of which were arranged for us to do after we arrived in Qinghai.

Lao Xiao, what's going on? I was going to get in the car and squint, but as soon as I closed my eyes, I remembered what Lao Xiao told me before. Now that I think about it, the more I think about it, the more worried I am about him. Nothing is going to happen to this old fellow, right? After arriving at the airport, the plane that Sun Fatzi and I were going to take off was about to take off.

After another three hours or so, Sun Fatzi's plane and I landed at Caojiabao Airport in Qinghai. After getting off the plane, Sun Fatzi immediately called the person he sent to follow Lao Xiao again. Now that it was that person's turn, the phone was not in the service area, and Sun Fatzi made dozens of calls in a row, but he couldn't reach this person.

After leaving the airport, I saw the two people who Sun Fatzi had arranged to pick up the plane. One of them is a driver, and the other is a little older. After we got into the arranged car, I was about to try to call that number when my mobile phone suddenly remembered that the caller ID was the number left by Lao Xiao