Chapter 832 What else is there to eat
Order the food and pay the bill.
Chu Heng and the others just found an empty table and sat down. Before even saying a few words, the hotel manager diligently brought a pot of tea.
"You guys have a try, this is something my distant relative in the south asked someone to bring to me."
Your words sound familiar to me!
Chu Heng gave the manager a strange look. When he was still a young man, this was how he used to give gifts. Because transportation was inconvenient and things from other places were rare, he came from the south and gave them to distant relatives. Wait for the flag to give gifts to people.
Actually, it was all bought in a department store. Once it was delivered, the packaging was torn off and replaced with a new one. Who knows if it was something from other places?
They are all human beings!
The guy smiled and gave this fellow a cigarette in return: "Thank you!"
"Oh, thank you, thank you, this is a good cigarette, I have to smoke it. Root.”
The manager acted as if he had never seen the front door before. He took the cigarette with a loud noise, but did not smoke it immediately. Instead, he first took out a lighter and lit it for them, then lit it for himself, and then collapsed a few times. After saying that the smoke was good, I thought I would go to the back kitchen to have a look, and left wisely.
“This brother is not an ordinary person.”
Chu Heng watched him leave and made an old-fashioned comment.
“Why is it so awkward to say this in the mouth of a young man in your twenties?” Jiang Zhuolin smiled and shook his head, but in his heart he felt sorry for this young man with no strength or background. The vulgar young man was very impressed.
For some reason, he had an in-depth understanding of Chu Heng a few days ago. Although it was only part of it, it also forced him to face up to this young man who was about the same age as his daughter.
Although you don’t need to respect it, you shouldn’t despise it either!
"Haha, a young and promising person like Xiao Chu cannot be judged by his age." The one-eyed old man smiled and gave him a gentle pat.
You can chat when there are many people!
Chu Heng glanced sideways at Jiang Zhuolin, then picked up the teapot, poured water for them, and casually asked the old man: "Old man, do you have any thoughts about the current case?"
< br>The old man swallowed hard and muttered: "I have a little idea..."
"Oh? Tell me quickly."
Jiang Zhuolin raised his head and looked at the old man, wanting to see if this old man who was praised so much by Chu Heng could come up with any surprises.
“What do you think?” Chu Heng and the driver also cast curious glances.
"I think that damn guy named Feng Yongchun may be in the same group as Mu Yu'an!" the old man said with narrowed eyes.
“How do you say this?” Chu Heng asked hurriedly.
"When I just interrogated those old ladies, didn't they say that the earliest one started planting scabs half a month ago, and it was all done by Feng Yongchun!" The old man sneered: "But that old thing He died a few days ago, so it is very likely that before that, it was Feng Yongchun himself. The knife he held was not someone else in disguise. "
"If you put it this way, why was he killed again?" Jiang Zhuolin took a sip of his teacup thoughtfully and smacked his tongue. Behind his mouth, he murmured: "Is there an internal strife?"
Chu Heng shook his head. He shook his head and said with a glint in his eyes: "Compared to this, I believe more that this is silencing people!"
"Yes! It should be silencing people!"
The old man also agreed with him. thought, and then analyzed: "This is why I am sure that Feng Yongchun and them It's because of a group of people, because if it's really that damn ghost who inflicted the human race on him, then the only loophole in the game they're doing this time is him. Now that a person dies, only the ghost knows how many people he's planted. Who is an outsider and who is one of their own!”
"Then why did they go back disguised as Feng Yongchun after killing someone?" Chu Heng frowned and thought to himself.
“Bump!”
At this moment, Jiang Zhuolin, who was also thinking about this matter, slammed the table excitedly: “I know! They must be looking for something! Otherwise, why would you risk being discovered? "It makes no sense!" "It's very possible!"
Chu Heng's eyes also lit up.
"I think..."
The old man interjected hesitantly at this time: "The person who killed Feng Yongchun should be someone close to him. He may be a relative, a friend, or a neighbor. You can start from Let’s check this out.”
“Why do you say that?” Jiang Zhuolin asked in confusion.
After the old man refilled his cigarette, he leaned on the chair and said leisurely: "Because Feng Yongchun is the only one among them who was pushed to the front of the stage, and it is also the most important link, so in order to understand the situation in time, They will definitely need to contact you frequently.”
"Based on my understanding of Mu Yu'an, he will definitely not take the risk of being bumped into or discovered. If he chooses to meet or deliver news secretly every time, he should do so in the most ordinary, ordinary, and unusual way. Finish the meeting in a way that might make people suspicious. ”
"For example, let the small mirror disguise itself as a regular customer, a friend, or a relative!"
The more Jiang Zhuolin listened, the more excited he became. After the old man finished speaking, he stood up with a huff, turned around and walked away: "I'll still eat this "What's the meal? You guys eat first, I have to go back to the bureau quickly to verify our guess!"
He walked out in a hurry, almost running out. As soon as he finished speaking, the figure appeared. Disappeared through the door.
Chu Heng actually wanted to go with him, but if he left too, only the old man and the driver would be left. It would be rude, so he could only be patient and accompany him here.
But because they had something to do, they didn’t eat for too long.
The three of them shared a bottle of wine, drank a few bowls of rice, and after eating all the dishes, they quickly got up and left.
It didn’t even take half an hour.
"Old man, Brother Xiaozhuang."
After coming out of the hotel and getting on the bus, Chu Heng said to the driver and the one-eyed old man with an apologetic look: "I didn't entertain you well today. Don't be picky, you two. When we get back to Sijiu City, we'll all have a meal together. Go.”
“Hey, you’re just saying this.” The driver Xiaozhuang smiled and handed over a cigarette: “This case is so urgent, I’m not stupid. Yes, I understand. Besides, the reception today is not bad. ”
"That's right, my family can't even eat this food during the Chinese New Year." The old man leaned back on his seat happily, with a toothpick in his mouth.
"It's better for you two!"
Chu Henggong handed over his hand and immediately urged: "Brother Xiaozhuang, let's go quickly."
"Yes. "Hey!"
Xiaozhuang drove the car neatly and turned the steering wheel to return to the original road.
Not a moment.
The car approached the public security bureau compound again. As soon as it stopped, Chu Heng hurriedly opened the door and got out of the car. He then took out two boxes of cigarettes from his body and gave them to the driver Xiaozhuang: "Xiaozhuang Brother, take this cigarette to smoke on the road. It will make you sleepy if you drive late, so smoke a few more to refresh yourself.”
"Okay, I just ran out of cigarettes, so I won't be polite to you." Xiaozhuang happily took it and waved his hand: "Okay, you guys go ahead and get busy. I have to go back quickly. I have a few more meetings with Mr. Xie tomorrow." Go.”
“Go slowly!”
(End of this chapter)