This may be Dongzhou Security, maybe it is Wu Changhao's subordinates! It seems that Wu Changhao is not as stupid as I imagined, but I have also worked hard to catch up here, and I can't give the credit to Wu Changhao.

Thinking of this, Bai Lang walked into a restaurant on the side of the road, Markovsky stood in a shadow on the sidewalk opposite, observed the movement inside through the large glass window facing the restaurant, and saw Bai Lang go straight to a table with a large handful of precious flowers.

There were already three well-dressed gentlemen and richly dressed ladies sitting at the table, and when they saw Shirakuro come in, they all stood up.

Markovsky suddenly noticed that the four men who were following Shirahiro were gone, and searched the surroundings carefully with his eyes, and finally found that they were sitting in the next restaurant resting, strangely, they did not care what Shirarou was doing at this time, but closely watched the every move of the other customers, and soon one of the four people stood up and went to the adjacent table to borrow fire from a gentleman who smoked cigars, and the gentleman handed him the cigars and said something to him.

Markovsky was puzzled by their actions, and the gentleman got up and walked into the restaurant next door, walked to Shiro's table, and sat down next to Shiraku to talk to him.

Markovsky recognized him as the guy who had deliberately hit himself in the street that day. Now Markovsky understood that this gentleman and the four stalkers were all Bai Lang's subordinates, and the four of them followed Bai Lang as bodyguards, and they would rush up if there was danger. Markovsky was glad that he didn't rush up to catch Bailang.

He took out a pamphlet, tore off a piece of paper, wrote a note on the street lamp on the side of the road, took out an envelope and put it in, and saw a little homeless man dressed in tattered and dirty clothes on the side of the road, and beckoned him to come over

"Little guy, give you 50 yuan, you take the car to the Ruiyue Bar in the square to find the manager there, give him this letter, go back quickly, and the rest of the money will be yours."

The boy was so happy that he immediately summoned a taxi and got on it, while Markovsky stayed there and watched.

Thirty minutes passed, nothing happened, and the restaurant was already packed. Markovsky felt a tap on his shoulder, and a voice sounded behind him:

"You are Mr. Markovsky, I am Wu Changhao, the inspector of the Dongzhou Security Bureau, do you have any advice?"

"Oh, Mr. Wu Changhao, long admiration, long admiration!"

"You're welcome, I'll be here as soon as I receive your letter, what's the matter?"

"Bai Lang is inside, you see, at that table, the one who is pouring wine for the lady is it!"

"Oh, I saw it, but it doesn't look like Bai Lang, are you sure it's Bai Lang?"

"That's right, it's him!"

"Then let me look at ...... again, well, sort of, what are those guys at the table doing? Is it his men?"

"No, no, I've inquired, and all of you here are gentlemen and ladies who are famous in Dongzhou......" Before Markovsky finished speaking, Wu Changhao couldn't hold back and wanted to rush in, but was grabbed by Markovsky.

"There are a lot of them, and the people sitting next to him are his bodyguards, and we are outnumbered!"

"Then I can't let Bai Lang go, if I can't do it, I'll fight, if I shout, everyone knows that he is Bai Lang, and they will help me, and then there will be a lot of power." Wu Changhao is like a hound that sees its prey, desperate and eager to try.

"I think it's safer to gather your subordinates."

"It's too late, the target is too big, it's easy to startle the snake, I'm enough to deal with him alone, and the opportunity can't be missed."

"You have a point, you have to be careful."

Markovsky did not leave, staying where he was and continuing to monitor. Bai Lang talked and laughed in front of the two ladies, and the gorgeous chandelier reflected the noble lady full of pearlescent and graceful and luxurious.

Wu Changhao crossed the driveway and ran up the stone steps of the restaurant's entrance.

He was about to break in, but the management of the restaurant and the foreman at the door saw that he was violent, thought that he was here to provoke trouble, and hurriedly stopped him, and the two parties had a stalemate for a while.

Just as Wu Changhao was about to take out his documents, the gentleman with a cigar in his mouth just now happened to come to the door, and when he saw this scene, he helped Wu Changhao and scolded the restaurant staff:

"He's your customer, how can you treat your guests like this?" said that he wanted to pull Wu Changhao in.

Wu Changhao was sandwiched between the two and watched them arguing, anxious, Wu Changhao took out his documents and showed them to the foreman, and when the foreman saw it, he quickly got out of the way and apologized repeatedly.

Wu Changhao didn't care much, and rushed in to Bai Lang's table, and the five people at the table were also suppressed by Wu Changhao's momentum.

"Hey, there's only five people, and where did the other one go?"

"Are you asking Mr. Dietrow?" A gentleman asked.

"It's him! But his real name is Hakuro! ”

The five people were frightened and panicked when they heard this, and a waiter replied to Wu Changhao: "That gentleman has gone up to the second floor." ”

Wu Changhao went up to the second floor, where there were all private seats, but it was empty, and there was a door leading to the main road outside.

"Alas, it's a step too late!" Wu Changhao gritted his teeth with hatred.

Bai Lang hadn't gone far, he had just gotten on a slow-moving double-decker public tram, the tram had only gone 200 meters, two strong men were chatting at the door, and an old man was napping on the upper floor.

This old man was no stranger, it was Markovsky in disguise, and no one noticed when he got on the bus. Not far in front of the tram is the terminal station, Markovsky stood up and walked down slowly, but his ears were open to listen to Bai Lang and his men talking, and heard Bai Lang whisper: ...... ...... at Beihua Plaza"

Markovsky quickly turned his brain and thought about it, and decided to follow the two men first, and put Bai Lang aside first.

Shirarou jumped into a taxi and left. Markovsky followed the two men to Beihua Square.

The two men turned a corner in an alley, stopped in front of a narrow door, and rang the doorbell. Markovsky hid in the corner and watched them walk in, noting down the house number: 40 Xiangyang Street. Not long after, someone came out and pulled down the curtains, and the lights were lit in the room.

About 10 minutes later, another man came from the other side of the alley, rang the doorbell, the door opened, and the man flashed in. Not long after, another one entered, and Markovsky was counting it, when a taxi pulled up at the door, and a man and a woman stepped out. The woman wears a long trench coat with a veil covering her face.

"It's Shirarou and the blonde beauty here." Markovsky guessed. He watched for a while, but no one came. Markovsky crept up the window and peeked in from the small window.

"There are all the people who arrived!" Markovsky saw that the room was full of friends. Bai Lang was leaning against the closet and talking, while the others were listening quietly.

Under the lights, Markovsky clearly saw everyone's faces.