Chapter 1877
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Ye Qianqian couldn't help but look at the policewoman. "Where did he go?"
The policewoman couldn't answer. She looked at Ye Qianqian and smiled.
Ye Qianqian's heart suddenly sank.
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Kingstown was an old city. Streets and alleys intersected, and there were all kinds of small roads in the urban villages.
There was a small road on one of the old streets called Songyun South Street.
Shen Zhilie followed the GPS and walked over. He searched for a while and saw a chess stall.
A few white-haired old men were sitting there with a big parasol on top. Beside them were old people riding bicycles.
The five old men looked to be in their fifties or sixties. One of them was wearing a sweatshirt and holding a fan. His legs were spread apart, and he was enjoying the cool air. Another was playing chess.
"Paw, I'll eat you!"
The old man's old and energetic voice was filled with excitement and laughter.
Shen Zhilie walked up to take a look.
He looked at one of the old men and said softly, "Business."
The old man's smile froze. He turned to look at Shen Zhilie and sized him up.
Shen Zhilie's lips were red and his face was pale. Although there were some dark circles under his eyes, it wasn't to the extent that he was doing business.
He didn't think it was a business.
The old man pretended not to know and asked, "What's that?"
"Business," Shen Zhilie repeated. Shen Zhilie repeated himself. He picked up his phone and opened WeChat. He sent a message to a new friend he had just added.
Soon, a call came in.
Shen Zhilie picked up the phone and handed it to the old man.
The criminal was obviously very familiar with the old man. The old man sized him up and said something over the phone. After a series of "hmm" and "oh" s, the old man tapped the phone with his fan and typed a few words on WeChat before returning the phone to Shen Zhilie.
Shen Zhilie understood. He put the phone in his pocket and walked in step by step.
There were many people inside, and there were children running and playing at the entrance.
Shen Zhilie walked in and saw a child. He asked, "Little boy, are there any adults here?"
The child wasn't afraid of strangers. He smiled and pointed behind him.
Shen Zhilie walked in and saw an open door.
Shen Zhilie strode in. A middle-aged woman who looked to be in her thirties or forties had dark skin and her hair was tied up. She looked Shen Zhilie up and down and asked, "What are you doing here?"
"Business," Shen Zhilie repeated.
The woman asked, "Who wants it?"
"Him."
Shen Zhilie took out his phone and showed her his WeChat.
On WeChat was the page that the old man had just sent. The woman took a look and said, "Five thousand."
Shen Zhilie had no concept of that, but he did bring a lot of money with him.
Hearing this, he took out the money, counted five thousand yuan, and handed it to her.
After the woman verified its authenticity, she took out a small white bag the size of two fingers from the interlayer of the table.
"That's it?"
Shen Zhilie looked at it and frowned.
The woman sneered, "Is this your first time buying? You'll get used to it after a few more times. Get lost, and be careful on your way. "
Why is his attitude so bad?
Shen Zhilie still didn't say a word. He put the things in his pocket and walked out.
Before he left the alley, he received another call from an unknown number. It was another landline.
That person was looking for a landline to call him. Shen Zhilie was already used to it.
When he answered the call, he heard the unpleasant voice on the other end. "Come out."
"I'm coming out."
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