The next day.

Wu Zhihui woke up early, stretched his waist and began to wash.

He slept soundly last night, and did not feel the slightest anxiety about this incident, but slept soundly.

The slum woke up earlier, and although it was only seven o'clock, the dilapidated streets were already lively.

Wu Zhihui sat at the breakfast shop on the street, asked for a bowl of wonton noodles, and after a simple breakfast, he put on a cigarette and walked around the street.

Chung Kee Fisheries Shop.

Wu Zhihui looked up at the signboard and strode in.

The business in the store is quite good, there are many people, the boss should be a husband and wife file, the woman is responsible for entertaining and checking out, and the man is responsible for handling the products.

The middle-aged boss was squatting on the ground with an apron to deal with an eel, and a small and sharp fish scraper went down, and then flushed it with water, and it was quickly processed.

Side.

Zhang Jingliang was very low-key among the guests, standing in front of the fish pond and selecting fish.

Wu Zhihui stood beside him casually, and his fingers flicked the fish inside: "Where's the thing?" ”

"Hmm."

Zhang Jingliang had already done it, took out a brown paper envelope from his arms, looked around, and handed it to Wu Zhihui sideways: "According to the 50,000 yuan you said, not a cent is missing from you." ”

"Reliable."

Wu Zhihui bit the cigarette butt and laughed, his fingers pinched the thickness of the kraft envelope and put it directly into his arms: "Thank you, Uncle Liang." ”

Zhang Jingliang looked at him: "When can it be done?" ”

"Tonight."

"So fast?"

"I said, the money is in place, and the matter will be done."

Wu Zhihui stretched out his hand to catch a fish from the fish pond and held it in his hand, the fish in the morning was extremely violent, flapping the tail of the fish in the air:

"Uncle Liang does things so fast, of course I have to be fast."

"Be careful."

Zhang Jingliang lowered his voice and said in a vague voice: "If you can't do it, just withdraw directly, and I will restore your identity when you come back." Then he was afraid that Wu Zhihui would take it seriously: "I believe you can do it, get him." ”

"Yes."

Wu Zhihui grabbed the fish and went to the account counter without looking back.

How did he not know that Zhang Jingliang was just talking politely to himself, Zhang Jingliang cared about his case, otherwise it would be impossible to do things overnight, and he would have brought the money early in the morning.

But Wu Zhihui didn't care.

He had no intention of doing so.

Since the undercover agent has already started to carry out the mission, if you go back after a long time, you will be ostracized internally, and you will basically be in a state of no one and no ghost in the police force, and you have to prevent retaliation from the community.

Besides.

Wu Zhihui also doesn't like to be called by ghosts, and he is even more reluctant to bow his head in front of ghosts.

This bowl of rice, he is not good.

Wu Zhihui settled the account, took the fish to the processing area, put down the bag he was carrying, and took out a cigarette to send one to the boss.

"Pretty boy, wait a minute."

The boss looked at the cigarette in Wu Zhihui's hand, his attitude was a lot more enthusiastic, he reached out and bleached his hand in the basin, wiped it on his clothes casually, took the cigarette and pinned it to his ear, and continued to kill fish:

"The fish that just came up, it's very fresh, you see that you are a freshface and come to me for the first time, right? I have good things here, and many grandparents come to me to buy fish, just to ask for a fresh mile. ”

"You'll buy it and try it."

Between words.

A fish has been processed, packed and handed to the guests, and then ready to help Wu Zhihui handle the fish.

"The knife is good."

Wu Zhihui grinned and squatted down on the side: "How to sell knives?" Sell me and I'll kill myself. ”

"Ahh

The boss was stunned when he heard this.

I've never met such a customer, but for the sake of the banknote, it's up to him.

This will also happen to be busy helping the guests with the fish, and the boss can't take care of him, so he lets him pick among the knives himself, and he is busy again.

Wu Zhihui picked a fish scraper, squatted in front of the whetstone, bit a cigarette and squinted to polish the fish scraper, concentrating.

Soon, the sharpened blade of the scraper was sharp, and the rising sun shone on the scraper through the glass, coating the blade with a layer of golden edge.

Wu Zhihui looked at the fish pond, stretched out his hand to grab the fish he bought, disemboweled, his movements were skillful and neat, and the flesh and bones were separated.

After a while, a fish was processed and the water was flushed clean.

The busy boss just put on a cigarette, looking at Wu Zhihui's crisp and neat movements, he was a little surprised: "Can't you see it, pretty boy, peers?" Depending on your level, you've killed fish for at least two and a half years, right? ”

"Touched."

Wu Zhihui casually put the killed fish into the basket, washed the knife, wrapped it several times with toilet paper, and then put it in his pocket:

"The fish has sent you, old man."

Before going out.

Four people came in from outside and glanced at Wu Zhihui: "What are you looking at?" Looking for a flat? Seeing that Wu Zhihui left without paying attention, they forgot about it and walked into the aquatic product shop: "Old Zhong, it's time to pay today, are you ready..."

I got out of the fish shop and got in the car.

Wu Zhihui took out the brown paper envelope in his pocket, opened it and took a look, and there was a lot of money in it.

The first banknote arrives.

Next.

It's the second copy.

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There is basically no business in the morning.

Wet markets usually start to be busy in the evening, so parking boys usually only pass in the afternoon.

Twelve o'clock in the afternoon.

This point is basically that the hotel has parking needs and is not very busy.

Everyone smoked cigarettes and chatted with each other.

"I heard no."

Shouting Ten exchanged heads and ears in the crowd, and took out a cigarette and sent it around: "What happened last night is that we have a ghost here." ”

"Who? Have you believed it? ”

Everyone was bored, it was none of their business, and they hung up and chatted.

"I've heard people say that the bad gambling Hua has been in contact with the people of the Eight Dollar recently."

Shouting Shi's eyes flashed, and he seemed to casually mention it: "He went to the gambling stall of Maoba and lost a lot of money, and he borrowed money from them, and I heard that he owes a lot of money." ”

There are not many things in the parking stall during the day, and it didn't take long for the words of ten to spread in the parking stall, and everyone talked about it.

From person to person, the more it spreads, the more mysterious it becomes, and in the evening, the rotten gambling Hua has already owed 100,000 yuan in the casino of Maoba.

The big guy just arranged eyeliner to stop the stall, and when he heard such a thing, he quickly passed the news to the big guy.

"Shovel, do you owe so much?"

The big guy frowned: "You fucking a street parking boy who eats with a look on people's faces, dare to borrow so much?" Take what to give? ”

He thought for a while and said to Ma Zai: "Help me make an appointment with Ma Ba, and go play mahjong with him at night." ”

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Evening.

Wu Zhihui appeared at the door of the big man's house.

"Come in."

Jenny had just finished taking a shower, stood at the door in her pajamas, and stretched out her hand to pull Wu Zhihui in: "Ah Fa went to play cards with Mao Ba." ”

She closed the door, closed the curtain smoothly, and sat on Wu Zhihui's lap directly across her legs: "Is there a clue?" How's it going? ”

"I can't find it."

Wu Zhihui sighed and shook his head: "I came to you to ask you to help me." ”

"What are you doing?"

"Runaway."

Wu Zhihui got straight to the point: "There is still one day, I have no clue, I am definitely dead." ”

"Give me 20,000 yuan for the run, I'll leave tonight, you don't want to watch me hit the street, right?"

Zhang Jingliang took the first share here, and the second share came from Jenny, Jenny, to get the money.

"So much?!"

Jenny's eyes narrowed, and a cold light flashed in her eyes, everyone is an adult, how can you not hear the meaning of Wu Zhihui's words:

"Where are you going?"

"I don't know, I'll run away first."

Wu Zhihui waved his hand and urged: "It's too late, I don't have any money in my hand, I can't run." ”

"Okay."

Jenny thought about it for a while and agreed, and not long after going to the room, she took out a stack of money and gave it to Wu Zhihui.

"An hour later, you called Fa Ge and said that I would go to look for him."

Wu Zhihui took the money and put it in his pocket: "In addition, you said that I found out that the bad gambling Hua secretly went to meet with the people of Mao Ba, and asked him to go to the casino of Mao Ba to find the bad gambling Hua." ”

"What's the use of saying that?"

"Distraction, how do I run if someone is staring at me?"

"Okay."

Jenny thought for a moment, and then agreed: "In an hour." ”

"Hmm."

Wu Zhihui nodded with satisfaction, got up and prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute."

Jenny is really very useful, and at this juncture, she didn't forget to pull Wu Zhihui and ask him to help him maintain it again.