Chen Zheng and his wife were taken to the police interrogation room with Chen Luoluo, and the case information reached Yan Ziluo's superior Interpol, it was obvious that Yan Ziluo, who was an experienced person, should not be negligent about this, and the superior immediately judged that she was also suspected of harboring, and ordered a temporary suspension for review.

Yan Ziluo followed the police to Chen's house and did not return to the police station at all, and when the Binhai City Police Department accepted the instructions of Interpol and decided to convey it to Yan Ziluo, she could no longer be found.

"Zuo Linfan, where are you," Yan Ziluo jumped out of the window directly from Chen Zheng's room and left, took a taxi and drove in the direction of Mohai Club, and now there is no need to think about what public phone to use.

"You wait for me, I will give you good news soon," Zuo Linfan simply replied and turned off the phone, and drove towards the meeting place that Wu Jiahao told him.

Wu Jiahao learned that the painting was in hand, and did not let Zuo Linfan return to the Mohai Club, but told him another location, the seaside of Binhai Park.

Zuo Linfan took the first step, parked the car on the beach, did not get out of the car, and looked at the surging tide not far away through the car window, Yu Mengqi had already integrated with the sea.

"What about painting," Wu Jiahao hurried over, got out of the car and walked to Zuo Linfan, leaned down, and looked in from the car window.

"Brother Hao really kept his word and came in person," Zuo Linfan opened the car door and let Wu Jiahao get in the car,

"I want the painting of my dreams, you want to flee, such an important deal, even if you don't ask for it, I will definitely have to come in person," Wu Jiahao said while sitting in the co-pilot's seat, "The police have strictly controlled Binhai City, as long as it is your face, they will not let it go, and now it is no longer just time to delay time by forging documents,"

"Do you want plastic surgery, I can't bear this handsome face," Zuo Linfan touched his face and quipped,

"Let's go, I'll take you to a place where the police will never find it," Wu Jiahao said, "When you're sure you're safe for the time being, give me the painting first,"

The painting is a perishable item, Wu Jiahao knows that he can't force Zuo Linfan to hand it over immediately,

"Is there such a place in Binhai City," Zuo Linfan was a little suspicious,

"Yes, all my secrets are hidden there," Wu Jiahao said, "so you should know how much I value you,"

Yes, he attaches great importance to it, and he can even keep his life in his secret, Zuo Linfan thought secretly, he also believed that Wu Jiahao had such a place, and he would hide the important things he needed,

Those things are the evidence of Wu Jiahao's inevitability,

"Lead the way," Zuo Linfan said,

Wu Jiahao's hand reached out of the car window and waved to the people behind, and soon someone drove first, Wu Jiahao and Zuo Linfan followed,

"It's the painting that Chen Luoluo helped you find," Wu Jiahao asked halfway through,

"Hmm," Zuo Linfan didn't seem to want to say anything more about relying on women,

Although the painting was obtained by Yan Ziluo, it also caught Yan Ziluo's psychology of easily compromising for Luo Luo, although he was unwilling to use Luo Luo, but if he studied it carefully, he could be regarded as indirectly using her.

Wu Jiahao smiled and lit a cigar, "It's nothing to use a woman's feelings, our ultimate goal is the most important thing, it turns out that the right woman is indeed a tool to take advantage of,"

Wu Jiahao stayed on his subjective judgment and firmly believed in his opinion,

The car drove through the side road to the outskirts of the city of Binhai.

"I'm very familiar with this route, and I don't have any camera equipment," Wu Jiahao said, and this is a safe road he got after close observation.

Zuo Linfan knew that he had turned off his mobile phone and had no signal tracking, and after passing through this road, the police couldn't find him for a while.

"Cemetery," arrived at the location, Zuo Linfan looked at the scene in front of him and asked suspiciously,

"Yes, only the place of the dead will not be disturbed," Wu Jiahao took the lead in getting out of the car,

Zuo Linfan took the painting, got out of the car and followed Wu Jiahao.

After the people who followed Wu Jiahao got off the car in Zuo Linfan, they drove away from his and Wu Jiahao's cars, leaving only Zuo Linfan and Wu Jiahao in the cemetery, just like ordinary people to pay tribute.

Wu Jiahao walked to a tombstone, looked around, and gently knocked on the bottom of the tombstone, and a gap opened next to the stone behind the tombstone, allowing two people to step in one after another.

The stone closed quickly, but there were many fluorescent lamps lit inside, and it shone brightly.

Going down the stairs, Zuo Linfan saw that a small underground space was built under the entire cemetery, divided into several neat small rooms, if it wasn't clear in his heart, it wouldn't make people feel that this was just a basement at all, just like the apartment of the Mohai Club, which shows the vastness of Wu Jiahao's project.

"This cemetery was originally run by Mohai, and I took the opportunity of renovating the cemetery to secretly build this underground villa," Wu Jiahao explained, "When I am tired from work, I will also come here to rest for a while, and it will be as quiet as being in the world for me."

"Brother Hao's fetish is really different, and he actually likes to live in a cemetery," Zuo Linfan looked around and said,

"I just said, only the place of the dead will not be disturbed, isn't this a very good hiding place," Wu Jiahao disagreed, and took Zuo Linfan into one of the rooms, like a living room, with drinks and so on,

"Brother Hao," Tom was already doing his work here, and heard a voice come out of the next room,

"This is Tom who made your ID," Wu Jiahao introduced.

For Zuo Linfan, Tom has no reason to be unfamiliar,

Zuo Linfan and Tom nodded to each other,

"You can draw it for me now," Wu Jiahao poured Zuo Linfan a glass of wine, and glanced at the roll-shaped thing in Zuo Linfan's hand,

"Yes," Zuo Linfan handed the painting to Wu Jiahao,

Wu Jiahao opened the painting, glanced at it and handed it to Tom,

Tom got another room, came out after a while, and nodded to Wu Jiahao, "That's right, it's genuine,"

Wu Jiahao smiled reassuringly, took the painting, and re-appreciated it.

Zuo Linfan took a wine glass and circled around this super basement, "Shouldn't I live in this tomb of the living dead for the rest of my life?"

"Of course not," Tom shrugged at Zuo Linfan,

"You come with me," Wu Jiahao put away the painting and put it in the closet, for him, as long as it is in this basement, no matter where it is, it is safe, and there is no need to bother to hide somewhere.

Zuo Linfan followed Wu Jiahao into another door,

As soon as he walked into that door, Zuo Linfan was shocked,

The walls of this room are surrounded by photographs of women of various colors, not beautiful, but in different states of death, all of which were clearly taken at the moment of death.

Zuo Linfan's gaze finally fell on Yu Mengqi's one,