Chapter 59: Asking for Help (Continuing to Ask for Votes)

"Shen Jiming, you are endless!" The moment the phone was connected, an extremely annoyed voice came from inside.

"Eldest sister, I really can't find you!" Shen Jiming hurriedly accompanied him and said carefully, "I know you, and only you can help me with this matter, if you help me deal with it, I can pay you star coins......"

"That's good, five thousand star coins!" Although it was not a busy sound coming from the microphone this time, it made Shen Jiming's eyes black and he almost fainted.

"Eldest sister, your ancestors have robbed for eight generations!" Shen Jiming said through gritted teeth.

"Yes, a fixed price, love to do it or not, you say half a word and I'll sleep!"

"It's too expensive, I didn't kill the person anyway, I'll call the police! At most, go to the police station and detain him for a few days." Shen Jiming snorted a few times and was about to hang up the phone.

Five thousand star coins is impossible, and his entire net worth is only so much, and he still got it from this woman, but he didn't expect it to appear in the world in a blink of an eye, and he was going to be blackmailed back by the woman.

"Then what are you looking for me to do in the middle of the night?"

Huangfu Mingyue was lying on the wide velvet bed in silk pajamas at this time, without a face towel, revealing a peerless face that captivated the country and the city, but a faint smile appeared on her face.

"It's just that I don't want to cause more trouble, you do me this favor, I'll pay you a thousand star coins!" Shen Jiming said lightly.

After a few seconds of silence, a cold voice came from the microphone: "Tell me the place, and I'll arrange for someone to come and have a look!"

"Okay! The address will be sent to you in a moment. Shen Jiming finally breathed a sigh of relief, hung up the phone and sent the address where he lived.

He believes that except for himself, everyone else who can enter the Silver Moon Club can handle it, because those people are driving millions of low-key luxury cars, and they must be very rich in real life, and they should all be characters with means and energy, and the most important thing is that the identities of those people are mysterious and messy, and they should belong to the type of black and white.

And Shen Jiming felt that he could earn hundreds of thousands of dollars a week by taking a broken flower pot that few people couldn't look at, and the good things in those people's hands were all packaged in large packages, and there was no pressure on them at all to make money.

In the warm room, Huangfu Mingyue leaned on the bedside and looked at a text message received on her mobile phone, and then after forwarding the address to another person, she turned off the light and slept wrapped in the quilt.

Shen Jiming drove the car to a bush not far from his house and hid it, and then waited anxiously, and half an hour later, a fully enclosed pickup truck drove past him and stopped in front of the house where he lived.

Shen Jiming hurriedly took out a monocular infrared night vision telescope from his backpack and observed it.

I saw seven or eight people get out of the car, go straight into the yard, and after a while, they take out a big bag and throw it on the car, and then these people take down the bucket, mop, and some messy things from the car, and after being busy in it for half an hour, they take out a large bag and throw a lot of things into the car before driving away.

Shen Jiming wiped the sweat on his forehead and slowly drove the van to stop outside the yard, then went in to take a look, and found that the broken flower pots and scattered flowers and soil in the yard were all gone, and he walked into the living room and turned on the light to take a look, and the corpse was indeed gone, and the blood stains on the ground were also cleaned up.

He went upstairs to take a look, and even the overturned and messy beds and cabinets were neatly organized, and the floor was mopped clean.

Professional, it's so professional!

Shen Jiming let out a long sigh of relief.

Cleaned up to this extent, I believe that even if the police come, they will not be able to find anything.

But this house doesn't seem to be inhabitable!

Shen Jiming packed up his things and threw them all into the van, then dug out a pocket in a pile of dirt in the corner of the yard and carefully put it on the car, then locked the iron gate and left.

When I woke up, it was already past eight o'clock in the morning.

Birds chirped, and the mist on the river beach began to dissipate under the rising sunlight.

Shen Jiming rubbed his eyes, opened the car door and jumped down, then washed his face with cold water by the river, and then drove to the city.

Last night, he drove the car to a river beach in the middle of nowhere, and slept all night.

ate a few big buns and a bowl of porridge at a breakfast restaurant on the side of the road, and then sat in the car again, saw that the time was already more than nine o'clock, and after thinking for a while, he dialed Huangfu Mingyue's phone again.

"Shen Jiming, you are sick, call before dawn!" A lazy and angry voice came from the phone.

"I'm sorry, I just wanted to say thank you to you!" Shen Jiming said cautiously with a few black lines popping up on his forehead.

"Thanks, won't you say it at night, die...... Toot toot toot!"

Shen Jiming held up his mobile phone and smiled bitterly, then shook his head and started the car.

It seems that the business of selling flowers will not be successful, because the magic flower pots have been exposed and are being targeted.

He needs to find someone in the circle to ask about this matter.

And the people in this circle seem to be only familiar with Huangfu Mingyue, so they can communicate.

Shen Jiming drove around the city for two or three hours, and then found a fairly clean community near the West Second Ring Road and rented a house.

In the following time, Shen Jiming was like an ant on a hot pot, and he stayed restless in the room for almost a whole day.

What happened last night was too stimulating for him.

He felt that he was very insecure now, and the broken magic flower pot that he wanted to use to make money was not only a hot potato, but also like a time bomb, which could kill him at any time.

In the midst of the torment, the sky finally darkened, the sun set, the lights came on, and night was about to fall.

Seeing that the time on the phone was already half past six in the evening, Shen Jiming couldn't help it, and dialed Huangfu Mingyue's phone again.

It took a long time for the phone to ring.

"You're sick, aren't you, why are you endless!"

In Shen Jiming's anxious waiting, a cold voice like an ice bump finally came from the microphone.

"Eldest sister, it's night now, I just want to treat you to a meal and thank you!" Shen Jiming said with a sigh of relief.

"Invite me to dinner...... Yes, but I'm afraid you can't afford to invite it!" Huangfu Mingyue's voice became much softer, and there seemed to be a hint of banter.

"I sincerely want to invite you to dinner, you can say it, although I am poor, I can still afford a meal!" Shen Jiming hurriedly said.

"Wait until I think about it...... Well, let's go to Mingyue Villa!"

"Where is Mingyue Villa?" Shen Jiming thought for a long time, and found that he didn't have any memory of this place in his mind at all.

"I'll send you the address, report the eighteenth, see you in an hour......!