Chapter 9 The Hours, the People

"Around the gym where the target Eddie is, there is a police force on 24 hours."

Meng Fan looked at the projection and said in a deep voice: "Every morning between seven and half past seven, he will go to work in the gym, wait until four o'clock in the afternoon, and leave on time to go home." ”

"No nightlife? Like going to a bar, or going to a clubhouse? Kim McGee was curious.

A man who is physically strong and has a connection with a cult like Jiuju, life sounds quite regular, it really makes people feel incredible, and people who don't know hear it think he is a good gentleman.

"This guy has been holding back his addiction for a day, and he has barely relieved it by constantly masturbating iron, and he must be busy going home after work, playing with the drugged, how can he have the kung fu to find a woman."

Iron?

Kim McGee was stunned for a moment, then reacted again, felt that this word was unusually vivid, and asked:

"Then shall we go to his house now to arrest him, and then pretend to let him go?"

"Heavy yin at night may not be beneficial to us."

Meng Fan pondered: "And his house is the kind of collective apartment without a back door, if this can still let people go, it seems too deliberate, he is likely to suspect that there is fraud in it." ”

After speaking, he looked at the master and uncle.

These two are the main forces in the pinnacle game, and themselves, junior brothers, and Dasha can only ensure that they don't lag behind.

So...... Look at the opinions of the elders.

"Jiuju's faction is not small, and it is indeed risky to break in rashly."

Uncle Feng whispered: "Tomorrow morning, the sun will rise, and it will have a certain restraint effect on the femininity, and we can also add another certainty." ”

In fact, Zhong Fabai actually wanted to directly carry the magic sword and rush directly, after all, with the Taoism of the two of them, they didn't need the blessing of the sun, and they could directly lie down in the nest of the Jiuju faction.

But Brother Dao has a cautious personality, and it is not a good thing, thinking of this, he stopped talking and nodded silently.

"In that case, let's do it tomorrow morning, I can just do a little more arrangement."

Saying that, Meng Fan continued: "By the way, I will set up a restaurant for the master and uncle to wash the dust at night. ”

"No, no, just eat some home-cooked food." Uncle Feng said politely.

And the master persuaded him not to mind.

After all, the salaries of Meng Fan and Jin McKee are indeed ridiculously high, and it is no problem to go to a high-end restaurant for a meal, which can be regarded as a piece of filial piety for the juniors.

So, the group sat on the sofa and waited.

And Meng Fan took out his momentum as a senior inspector, calling one after another.

Spy-type miniature pistol?

Demolition team support?

……

On the sofa, not only Jin McKee and Dasha, but even Zhong Fabai and Uncle Feng couldn't understand the situation.

Nighttime.

Meng Fan chose the place to pick up the wind and wash the dust in the Lianxiang Building in Central, an old restaurant with a history of more than 50 years, and the taste will inevitably not be bad-

Classic Cantonese cuisine Bawang duck, hometown stuffed fish, baked fish intestines, etc., as well as a variety of common dishes such as phoenix feet, barbecued pork buns, shrimp dumplings, glutinous rice chicken, and shrimp rice noodles.

There are so many dishes that the store can't help but come out to persuade them, they can order less, they are willing to return the dishes for free, as long as Meng Fan comes often in the future, but with Dasha present, there is no need to worry about eating and wasting.

And Amin naturally came and toasted the master as a junior.

For the object of apprenticeship, Zhong Fabai was very satisfied, and said in his heart: She is a beautiful girl, her family background and temper are good, and she can be dragged by others, which can be called a deep blessing.

His gaze inadvertently turned to the second disciple.

Without waiting for Zhong Fabai to speak, Kim McGee immediately said:

"Don't worry, master, I will find a girlfriend as soon as possible, so as not to worry about your old man."

"Hit the streets."

Zhong Fabai said helplessly: "As a teacher, I'm not worried that you can't find a girl, but I'm worried that you will be half-hearted, and step on a few boats." ”

"Don't forget that in addition to your identity as a policeman, you are also a member of the Shangqing Gate, although we can't get married, we must clean ourselves."

Due to the presence of Uncle Feng, the master was not too serious and said it in a joking tone.

"......" Kim McKee.

Frankly speaking, Ah Mei and Anne are both very good and willing to be one step closer to themselves, but when the master said this, he hesitated and obviously didn't work, and he had to decide which one to choose.

As for the other, everyone is an adult, and there is no saying that no one can get by, besides, the suitors of the two are like carp crossing the river, and they really don't necessarily care.

Besides, he didn't do anything to anyone.

But if you mess with the relationship between men and women, cause something, annoy the master, and you may not be expelled from the Taoist, this price Jin McGee can't afford.

Seeing that the second disciple had a solemn face, obviously listening to his words, Zhong Fabai smiled and continued to chat with Uncle Feng, telling about his past experiences and even the old things in Maoshan.

For a while, it was happy.

The next day, early in the morning.

The crowd assembled.

The special service demolition team contacted by Meng Fan in advance arrived at the scene and was on standby at any time.

The miniature pistol was given to Dasha, disguised as a gun case, and was unobtrusive, firing only one bullet, but powerful and poisonous, killing an opponent if it hit him.

In this regard, Dasha feels inexplicable.

He has a pistol, why is he bringing this thing?

Besides, he used to be a gold medal boy in an old club, and he needs to use this kind of thing to yin people?

"Maybe it will come in handy when the time comes, you can take it."

This is Meng Fan's answer.

If Dasha practiced the body forging technique for a while, then he was indeed very confident, but right now, even if this guy first came into contact with the body forging technique, all his functions had developed by leaps and bounds, but it was still difficult to reassure.

In this way, it is necessary to follow the development of the times and introduce traditional American martial arts.

Don't put the standard gun on the waist too conspicuous, easy to be guarded against, and disguised as a cigarette case, there are a few cigarettes in it to hide people's ears and ears, and the storage can be hidden to people.

"Sir, the target has entered the gym."

"Let's go."

Listening to the sound coming from the car walkie-talkie, Meng Fan skillfully lit the fire, drove his iconic Land Rover pickup, and roared towards the target.

The reason why I didn't act on my own before was to avoid destroying the advantage of knowing the plot well.

Now, Uncle Feng came across the sea, and the master arrived, and it was daytime.

In addition, all units of the Force fully cooperated with the operation.

The time, the people are everywhere.

What to lose?

To be honest, Meng Fan was a little curious about how that Dongying banshee would react.

Not much.

The vehicle stops.

Master and Uncle Feng sat inside and didn't come down, after all, a fitness coach is just a fitness coach, and they don't need to do it personally.

At first, Uncle Feng wanted Meng Fan to take some blood or hair from Eddie, and he wanted to use the Qimen Dunjia technique to track him down.

But Meng Fan said that he had already deployed police forces at various intersections, and there was no need for this, and the side effects were quite embarrassing.

However, the blood and hair still had to be taken so that Uncle Feng could manipulate the other party's corpse and test the inside outside the villa.