After Zhao Chuanlei sat down, Qin Lang also quickly walked into the noodle house. He ordered a small bowl of fragmented flower noodles and then sat opposite Zhao Chuanlei. Zhao Chuanlei glared at Qin Lang fiercely and released a little soldier's aura, hoping to make Qin Lang back off and not affect his mood to eat. However, Qin Lang turned a blind eye and didn't even look at Zhao Chuanlei.
He just buried his head in eating noodles.
Zhao Chuanlei saw that Qin Lang didn't leave, but he couldn't do anything to Qin Lang, so he could only continue eating noodles.
But at this moment, Zhao Chuanlei suddenly felt his stomach growling. His intuition told him that he was going to have diarrhea, and this feeling was very clear. He suddenly stood up and said angrily to the proprietress, "Proprietress – what kind of noodles did you make? Why does my stomach feel uncomfortable after eating –"
Before Zhao Chuanlei finished speaking, he felt that he couldn't stand it anymore, so he could only ask the proprietress, "Where is the toilet?"
"Go out from the back door. There is a public toilet inside!" The proprietress pointed in the direction of the toilet to Zhao Chuanlei.
"I'll find you for an explanation later!" Zhao Chuanlei said ruthlessly and rushed into the toilet in the back. The "public toilet" that the proprietress mentioned was the real public toilet. It was shared by dozens of families in the entire yard. When Zhao Chuanlei just arrived at the door, he was almost suffocated by the stench, but he couldn't control his butt. He could only cover his nose and rush in. Then, he saw piles of feces and swarms of flies. He almost fainted.
After a while, Zhao Chuanlei finally came out, so he found the proprietress with anger. "Proprietress, explain to me why I have diarrhea after eating your noodles! Did you put drugs in it?! "
The proprietress was based on the idea that harmony makes money. She didn't intend to lower herself to Zhao Chuanlei's level, but when she heard Zhao Chuanlei say that she had drugged it, she suddenly showed the shrewish nature of a normal woman and shouted, "F * ck your mother! I have been doing business here for more than ten years. My noodles have never caused problems for people! Don't slander this old lady! What's more, you had diarrhea before you even finished eating the noodles. Even if I had drugged you, it wouldn't have acted up so quickly, right? Also, if there's really something wrong with the noodles, why are you the only one who's fine after eating them? "
"He is an official, his stomach is very delicate." One of the customers jeered, "Lady boss, the stomachs of the officials are different from ours. You have to serve them carefully."
"Isn't that right? He's even an official in the capital. He drives a military car here just to eat noodles." Another regular diner said, "Lady boss, did the official take a fancy to your beauty, so he blackmailed you?"
These diners were all regular customers and people of Dening City. In this case, of course, they would not speak up for an official, so they naturally ridiculed Zhao Chuanlei.
Zhao Chuanlei still wanted to argue with the lady boss, but his stomach began to churn again, so he could only cover his nose and go into the public toilet again. But this time, after he went in, he probably couldn't come out for a long time, because he was knocked out by Qin Lang, and Qin Lang stuffed him into the innermost grid, and then locked the broken grid door tightly. This time, Zhao Chuanlei should be able to breathe "fresh air" for half a day in a coma.
Qin Lang changed into Zhao Chuanlei's clothes, and then put on the Hundred Face Changing Mask. Qin Lang had learned how to disguise himself. Although he couldn't guarantee that he was 100% like Zhao Chuanlei, he was at least 70% or 80% similar. After putting on Zhao Chuanlei's hat, he looked 80% or 80% similar.
Anyway, in Qin Lang's view, Zhao Chuanlei just had an extra layer of "skin" compared to others. Without this layer of green skin, Zhao Chuanlei was even worse than an ordinary person.
After Qin Lang disguised as Zhao Chuanlei, he naturally didn't argue with the lady boss, and directly asked the driver to drive back to the headquarters of the armed police detachment. The sentinel at the headquarters looked at the license plate, glanced at the people inside, and immediately let them go.
In this way, Qin Lang easily entered the headquarters of the armed police detachment, and then Qin Lang went downstairs to the building he went to last night. It was already seven o 'clock in the morning, but many people had not yet gone to work. In addition, Qin Lang was now pretending to be Zhao Chuanlei, so no one noticed anything wrong with him.
Qin Lang went straight to the room where Luo Haichuan was detained yesterday, but when he arrived here, he found that the soldiers at the door were not there. He opened the door in surprise, only to find that Luo Haichuan was not inside.
It didn't go well!
Qin Lang sighed in his heart. He thought that after sneaking in, he could easily meet Luo Haichuan. He didn't expect Luo Haichuan to be transferred.
However, Qin Lang quickly calmed down.
Zhao Chuanlei was the person sent by the military disciplinary committee to investigate this matter. He was the so-called "imperial envoy." Even if he wanted to transfer Luo Haichuan, Zhao Chuanlei should have the authority to know Luo Haichuan's location.
So Qin Lang forced himself to calm down, then went downstairs and said to the driver, Xiao Li, "Take me to see Luo Haichuan."
The driver, Xiao Li, thought to himself, "Damn it, Zhao Chuanlei, why are you pretending again? Isn't Luo Haichuan locked up at the door of this building, and you still want me to lead the way? Are you trying to show off? Or are you a fool with diarrhea? "
The driver, Xiao Li, cursed in his heart as he took Qin Lang to the ninth floor.
Only then did Qin Lang know that Luo Haichuan had not actually been transferred, but had just been moved from one room to another. And this room on the ninth floor was obviously a special interrogation room.
After entering the room, Qin Lang saw Luo Haichuan eating breakfast. Qin Lang made a gesture and asked the people in the room to leave temporarily. Then he sat next to Luo Haichuan and said with a smile, "Commander Luo has a good appetite. How many steamed buns did you eat? "
"Three," Luo Haichuan said faintly, "If I don't eat my fill, how can I accept your investigation and questioning?"
"That's true. It seems that Commander Luo has a lot of fighting experience. " Qin Lang knew that although the people here had left, the monitoring system was still in operation, so he continued to imitate Zhao Chuanlei's tone and said, "However, Commander Luo should know that since you are here, you have to explain clearly before you leave. No matter how much you eat, you will have to spit it out when the time comes, don't you think so? "
It seemed that Qin Lang was persuading Luo Haichuan. Qin Lang then approached Luo Haichuan and whispered in his ear, "I am Qin Lang, the secret code is * * * *."
The secret code that Qin Lang mentioned was naturally the phone number that Luo Haichuan had given to Qin Lang last night.
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