In the command car, the person in charge looked at the positioning red dots and communication signals that disappeared instantly on the map, hurriedly found Mingsheng's channel, and picked up the pager:

"Hey, Team Ming, can you hear Team Ming? The signal on Qin Wan's side was disconnected! They used a signal blocker! ”

Across the road from the clubhouse, a black off-road car was parked silently on the side of the road.

In the car, Mingsheng knocked on the headset and signaled the person in charge to calm down:

"I saw it, Qin Wan was also tied up, most likely it wasn't her leaking secrets, so Meng Xubai led the team to stand by at the gas station two kilometers away."

The person in charge said "um" uneasily: "Team Ming, can you be alone?" Do you need reinforcements? ”

He was frightened by Ming Sheng's decisive and determined momentum just now, and now think about it, Ming Sheng, a civilian adviser to the Demon Suppression Division, went deep into the unknown enemy camp and rushed to death.

Mingsheng suddenly asked, "The communication between us is not a public frequency, right?" ”

The person in charge was stunned for a moment, and then subconsciously said: "No, only on the command vehicle can you adjust the public frequency, otherwise in order to prevent the task from being cross-frequent, any one-to-one communication is normally a private channel." ”

Mingsheng turned the car key and turned off the ignition, and while unfastening his seat belt, he said:

"Actually, the identity I confessed to you just now is not comprehensive."

"Before I was transferred to the Lincheng Branch, I worked in the first action team of the Kyoto Headquarters of the Demon Division, and served as the deputy captain."

The voice of a middle-aged man in charge was stunned at this moment, and the effect of a dolphin voice soared:

"What do you say?!!

As we all know, the first team of the headquarters action group does not have a captain, only a deputy captain.

And the experience of this vice-captain is legendary.

Although the name, age, appearance, and identity of this deputy team are all in a state of high-level secrecy, the stories of the judicial chiefs of the town demon division in several regions robbing people back then were vigorously spread in the town demon division system, and everyone knew about it.

Ming Shengyun comforted the person in charge lightly:

"It's okay, there aren't many people who know about this, you count one, Zhao Chen and Zhao Bureau of our division count one, if it is accidentally leaked, I can find the source."

The blood pressure of the person in charge soared again, and he took out his life-saving blood pressure medication from his chest pocket with trembling hands and held it in his hand, and had to give in to Mingsheng's false comfort and real threat:

“…… Okay, good Ming deputy team, no, Ming team, I will be tight-lipped, you can rest assured. ”

Mingsheng gathered his coat, took off his mask, put on a pair of sunglasses, and casually pulled his hair on the reflector a few times, instantly turning into the appearance of a wealthy lady.

She pushed open the door and walked out of the car, closed the door and locked the car in one go, and walked naturally in the direction of the clubhouse.

At this time, the entrance of the crown club has returned to normal, as if the kidnapping scene just now has not happened at all.

It's just past eight o'clock.

It's not at all the peak time for the clubhouse to be open.

As soon as Mingsheng approached the door, the security guard immediately became secretly vigilant.

"Hello ma'am, it's not our business hours yet."

Ming Sheng took out his mobile phone without raising his head, and said unhappily while replying to the message:

"How much can you do VIP with low consumption, you can make a price at will, I am in a bad mood today and want to find a place to sit, order a few younger brothers to accompany me, everyone is open to do business, don't waste time."

The security guard was so frightened by Mingsheng's righteousness, but he began to hesitate.

Although it may not sound formal, their customer base is indeed dominated by wealthy women, and the recent economic downturn has greatly reduced the frequency of many regular customers.

Mingsheng tapped on his phone, and his tone was cold: "What time is it, don't give me the fart reason that I can't open the door, okay or not." ”

The security guard took out the walkie-talkie: "One person in the box on the second floor." ”

Then he smiled apologetically at Mingsheng: "Distinguished guest, please." ”

Anyway, the boss didn't explain that he wanted to stop people, and the signal shielding device in the club was also installed in place, but they made a commission, and they didn't make a bastard if they had money.

Mingsheng put his hands in his pockets and followed the waiter towards the stairs.

The decoration in the club is indeed luxurious enough, and it is also very in line with the public aesthetics, without giving people the atmosphere of a nouveau riche.

The waiter handed the tablet to Ming Sheng:

"Here is the photo of our waiter, sister, take a look first."

The sunglasses covered most of Mingsheng's face, making her look less small.

Coupled with the previous momentum and the age of the customer group, the waiter subconsciously increased Mingsheng's age.

Mingsheng, a girl in the flower season, has no interest in these high-P pink-faced students.

The actual age of this group may be older than she has in both lifetimes combined.

However, in front of the waiter, Ming Sheng still casually pulled the information twice.

Suddenly, a somewhat familiar photo appeared in front of her.

The waiter saw that Mingsheng was staring at a photo for a long time, and immediately introduced:

"This is our newly recruited, surnamed Song, just an adult, an absolute male college student, who came to work part-time, sister, you know, you can't miss the opportunity, why don't we call him up first?"

Ming Sheng looked at the personal introduction at the bottom of the photo, and wrote three words on the name column-

Song Chulin.

She pressed the tablet: "The name is good, that's it." ”

How could this kid be here, isn't he from Kyoto?!

The waiter's face bloomed with a smile: "Hey, you wait a minute, and I'll bring you the wine and people to my sister later." ”

Ming Sheng was powerless to complain about this person's tone like a bustard in a green building, and he was determined to report the club after figuring out the situation of the Flying Dragon Club.

She starts with a micro. The letter list finally turned out a WeChat in the corner, and then clicked into the chat box.

The last chat was half a month ago.

It was a photo of the sunrise that Song Chulin sent her.

She had a headache, so she quickly edited a sentence and sent it over, but it kept going in circles.

Just right, the door of the box was pushed open, and Song Chulin took the wine and walked in with a well-behaved face.

At the moment he saw Ming Sheng, he was stunned for a long time, and then a smile overflowed his cheeks little by little:

"Sister! How are you! ”

Mingsheng took off his sunglasses, took a deep breath, and smiled:

"I want to ask you."

How could it be that in the case of so many accidents, she could still meet this person.

Song Chulin seemed to be afraid that Mingsheng would misunderstand, so he hurriedly explained:

"No, sister, I didn't do anything illegal and undisciplined, I came to Jindu City to travel, and I happened to see that this family was recruiting temporary workers, and I was traveling alone at my own expense, so I came here to work for a few days and then go to the next city."

"I really didn't sell my body! I'm a pure waiter here, the kind that serves tea and water! Sister, don't stop talking to me because you misunderstood, I ...... I could have quit right away! ”

Mingsheng is simply one head and two big.

She took off her sunglasses and put them in her pocket, then showed a screenshot of the surveillance screen, put it in front of Song Chulin, pinched his chin with one hand, lowered her eyes and asked:

"I don't care about your ends and means, now tell me, have you ever met this man?"

Shengbao is facing Xiao Song at this moment, just like in the ancient wealthy text, the president does not believe in the face of the poor little who took the initiative to dedicate himself

And Xiao Song is a green tea puppy, inheriting the side of someone's belly black green tea and magnifying it perfectly

(Serenity)-

PS The cold has not improved in the slightest for so many days, and there is a high probability that it is three yang or two yang, and it is difficult to stretch

Good night