Otherworldly Merchant

The incident with the phalanges was completely over, and I picked up a Jaguar's top convertible sports car at the 4S store with Lin Qiusheng's reward.

It's worth mentioning that, after the circulation of the circle, I quickly found a suitable owner for this cut-off finger.

It's an international model who has anorexia. In order to keep control of his body every day, he eventually becomes skinny and skinny. Tea doesn't want to eat, so he can't see it anymore...

I wonder, if they see the food now, they have no appetite, but the broken finger can make people have a big appetite, and eat the pearl sea flavor wildly. Is this not a fucking symmetrical drug?

So the deal was quickly completed. Since wearing the broken finger, the female model has reportedly gained a lot of meal, gaining 50 kg in a month. She boasts that I am a big benefactor, and she is also in the habit of drinking Wang Ba Tang. People send her nickname: Miss Wang Ba.

That's naturally the last word.

As usual, I wiped the antiques in the store, but a street of antiques came in a white Lamborghini, and I took a quick look and found that Jin A's license plate was hanging.

Honey, this license plate alone is a lot more expensive than my entry-level sports car...

Many homeowners in Shanxi are wealthy from coal mining and love collecting antiques to show off their taste. This man drove a limo to Antique Street, clearly at a killing pace.

I rushed up to put some of the antiques on the shelf in the most prominent position, fat sheep... no slaughter!

In the antique business, the pit is actually kidnapped. If you encounter an antique that knows how to do it, you can only earn enough money for tea. If you catch someone who doesn't know how to do it and their wealth is rude, you will be sorry if you don't die.

Most of these big bosses buy antiques to show off and generally don't care about the price, depending on whether the antiques are bragging or not.

After setting up the antiques, I sat idly in front of the store and slowly drank a cup of jasmine tea.

Jasmine tea is a T-shirt man's favorite. He is said not to drink white blossom water or drink wine all his life. He only has one bite of Jasmine tea, and I have gradually developed this habit.

Just at the entrance, I just felt the fragrance flutter nose, the whole person could not speak of the drifting fairy.

In addition to the lipstick, the antique industry will pretend to be superior, and that's amazing.

Soon there was a panicked footsteps outside, and I was delighted: really hooked!

“Are you Mr. Zhang Jiulin Zhang? ”

I was just about to greet him, and a dull voice came.

When I looked up, I saw a middle-aged man in his fifties staring at me with cloudy eyes, and he looked very nasty.

Looks like he's not here to buy antiques, he's looking for my help.

So I hurried up and said, "I'm Zhang Jiulin. What can I do for you? ”

Instead of talking, the middle-aged man clapped his hands and the two sunglasses guards standing behind him immediately placed the box in his hand on the counter and opened it in front of me.

Two boxes are full of RMB, estimated to be millions!

The bodyguard pushed the box to me and said it was a deposit paid to me. If I put this money away when I first became a shady businessman, it would have knocked me out. By now, my list is getting bigger and bigger, and more than a million dollars in cash doesn't make me irrational.

And I understand that the more you get paid, the harder it is.

So I gently pushed the case back so that the middle-aged man could talk about what was going on?

I didn't expect a middle-aged man to squat to tears on the floor and not say a word for half a day. As soon as I saw this, I held him on the couch and smoked some paper for him.

After half a day, a middle-aged man introduced himself with a red eye: "Boss Zhang, my name is Jiang Teng. I came to ask you to avenge my son! ”

Speaking of which, he shuddered and pulled a file out of his briefcase and handed it to me.

He seemed reluctant to recall the past and couldn't even say his nose a few times. Finally, let the bodyguard tell me that he walked out with his red eyes.

The bodyguard sighed and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Zhang, the chairman has just lost his son and his emotions are unstable. ”

It's no wonder that nothing is more tragic in the world than a white-haired man sending black hair. I looked at Jiang Teng standing outside the store and saw him with his hands covered in his face and his shoulders smoked. He looked so sad.

When the bodyguard saw me out of his mind, he called me, indicating that I would first look at the documents in my hand.

When I flipped the file, I almost threw it out, it was not a document at all, but a blurry photograph of the body!

The body lay on the bed, his head smashed like a watermelon, the brains of white flowers burst into the ground, and he was supposed to be a very young and fashionable boy.

The photograph is accompanied by an autopsy report, the deceased's name was Jiang Guan Guan, and the cause of death was instantaneous after being hit by an unknown blunt instrument.

I closed the document and asked slowly: "Has it been established that it was not man-made murder? ”

The bodyguard nodded and said they called the police as soon as they found the body, but the police found no artificial signs at the scene, called the cameras around the villa, and did not find any suspects coming or going, and...

Speaking of which, the bodyguard wiped the cold sweat off his forehead before continuing: “According to the autopsy results, the young master was hit only once and his whole head completely collapsed. ”

When I heard this, I finally understood that skulls are the hardest bones in the human body, and that ordinary people never smash a human's head once, which can only be done by the Yin Spirit.

“Boss Zhang, you see? ”

The bodyguard looked at me for half a day without talking, and asked a few questions.

I had decided to take this list by the time I saw the photograph. There are shady people daring to kill in broad daylight, surrendering it is the duty of shady traders.

Jiang Teng had already entered the store at this moment, and when he saw that I had promised him, he immediately asked with great excitement: “I wonder when Mr. Zhang will be able to leave? Revenge for the children! ”

I understood his impatience, so I told him I'd pack and then I'd go.

I sent a text message to Li Mazi and Yin Xinyue, saying that I had taken up a foreign business and that it would take some time to get back so they wouldn't worry.

Everyone was waiting for me in the car when I packed up and went downstairs. As soon as I got in the car, I found Jiang Teng staring at me, like he stopped talking.

“What's the matter?” I thought something big was going on, and I asked in a hurry.

Who knows, but he said, let me not mind his move to take the money just as soon as he walked in, when the pain of losing his son really drove me out of my mind.

I stalled and said that I understood his feelings as a parent. Jiang Teng was relieved and asked the driver to drive.

While on the way, I asked Jiang Teng to tell me more about the situation before and after the incident. Jianghara's emotions have stabilized, and his voice came down to me.

The day before the crime was Jiang Guan's birthday, he took a group of young friends outside to play until early morning.

Jiang Teng was still busy working when his son came home, so he remembered clearly. At that time, the son was drunk and found his room with the help of a servant.

Jiang Teng said his son used to play drunk and crazy, but this time he didn't make a quiet sound. About ten minutes later, Jiang Teng was a little uncomfortable going into the house to see his son.

“Didn't think... Didn't think of crowning him...”

Speaking of which, Jiang Teng collapsed again, both eyes blushed, blaming him for not getting in the house early, otherwise his son would most likely not die.

Listen to him. I'm sure it was the spirits who did it. It's impossible for ordinary people to kill people in such a short period of time and destroy all evidence.

I was afraid Jiang Teng would lose control, so I didn't ask anything. I closed my eyes and took a break.

The next morning we arrived in Taiyuan City, and as we drove on the viaduct, looking out through the windows, a rich historical and cultural atmosphere surfaced, worth the millennium ancient city, grass, wood, brick and tile.

After getting off the viaduct, the car headed east and stopped in front of a five-star hotel for half a day.

I took a strange look at the hotel because I thought he was going to let me go straight to my house because of the burning heart before I saw Gangwon.

Jiang Teng's expression was strange and said that he was going to do something about it now. I arranged this hotel because I was afraid of being lazy. I hope I don't mind.

I just remembered taking a call when he was halfway there. I slept confused and didn't hear the content of the call. I only heard it implicitly when he went back to deal with something. Now it seems that he is sure that there is an urgent need to do something.

But what could be more important than revenge for your son?

Yesterday, he died crying to bring the murderer to life. Today, he can handle things like usual...

I blurted out that you were busy first and followed your bodyguard into the hotel.