After hanging up the phone, Chen Mu quickly called the private detective named "Fat Tiger" according to the contact information provided by Zhang Juanjuan.
As soon as the man answered the phone, Chen Mu immediately reported his family name, and the most important thing was to carry out Zhang Juanjuan's signboard, which was said to save money.
Fat Tiger was very straightforward. He said that he would do it according to the price of lawyer Zhang, and then directly began to understand the content of Chen Mu's commission.
"You said that person is called Huang Yijun, and he is the son of the deputy director of City X? This is a bit troublesome. You need to pay more, no problem?"
"The person you want to investigate is not Huang Yijun? Who is that? The surname is Tan? I remember that there seems to be no leader with the surname Tan in the city. Well, I will check this later."
"National Taxation Bureau? There seems to be a deputy director named Qin on the National Taxation Bureau. I don't think it's that simple. It's okay to add money, right?"
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Chen Mu heard several words asking for more money in a row, couldn't bear it anymore, and said half-jokingly: "I was introduced by Lawyer Zhang, and you still need to pay more, isn't that a bit unscientific?"
Fat Tiger smiled: "You asked me to investigate the deputy director's son. How difficult and dangerous this matter is. Even if Lawyer Zhang came to find me in person, I would have to pay more."
Chen Mu asked again: "How long will it take to hear the news?"
Fat Tiger said: "Some things are easy to check, and there will be news soon. Some things have to be done slowly, and it may take a little longer. But if you only want the personal information of the surname Tan, judging from what you have provided me so far, There should be results tomorrow.”
That's pretty fast...
Although Chen Mu had never met this fat tiger face to face, but after chatting with him on the phone for a while, he felt that this person was very reliable in speaking, and he was very straightforward, and he should be very efficient in doing things.
Sometimes it is this first impression that matters in the communication between people, Chen Mu nodded: "That's fine, I will leave this matter to you."
Fat Tiger asked: "Then how do I contact you after I find out the news? Do you just use this phone number?"
"That's right, just use this phone to call me, and just ask Chen Mu to answer the phone."
Chen Mu replied, thought for a while, and then asked, "Don't I need to pay a deposit or something?"
Fat Tiger smiled and said: "No need, your Muya forestry family has a big business, so you won't owe me this small amount of money."
Chen Mu was surprised: "You know me?"
Fat Tiger said: "The last time you were hacked on the Internet, I was the one who investigated it."
"Oh, I see."
Chen Mu understood. It seemed that Zhang Juanjuan had really introduced him to the person she used, so it should be fine.
After hanging up the phone, Chen Mu sat down and thought for a while, thinking that he should get a satellite phone, which would make it easier for him to communicate with the outside world in sparsely populated places in the future.
He asked Qin Gang before, and it is said that if he is willing to spend money now, he can spend tens of thousands of dollars to buy a complete set of access equipment, and can also use satellite broadband to surf the Internet, which can greatly improve the inconvenient communication between the gas station and the outside world.
For him now, spending one hundred to two hundred thousand is a trivial matter, and he can only solve the problem by spending money, and he will not be reluctant.
Just like in Wangxi Province before, because he was in the forest farm of Agudam, Ou Zijuan couldn't contact him, so he was tricked into the wilderness...
Although Ou Zijuan's matter was a blessing in disguise and he found out that the other party was a fake, but if the accident happened at that time was replaced by another person, or Anar, or Chen Xiwen, ask himself, he would not want to see any of them because of contact He was in a dangerous situation without himself, so he felt compelled to get a satellite phone, preferably one for both of them.
After making up his mind, Chen Mu drove the Uighur girl's Land Cruiser away from the gas station and headed for City X.
I'm going to get the satellite phone work done, and pick up Fatty and Lu Li by the way.
The two stayed in Southeast Province for a while, and later sent Lu Li's father and mother back to their hometown together, and finally said they wanted to come back today.
Fatty has been away for more than a month, and he has completely left the business of Muya Tourism, which is really good enough.
These days, every time Chen Mu received a phone call from Liu Zicong to harass him, he wanted to strangle this person who valued sex over friends.
Although Liu Zicong is capable, he has never been in charge of the entire Muya tourism business. Now that he is pushed out by the fat man to stare at him, there will be minor problems from time to time...
Liu Zicong couldn't find Fatty, so he could only find the boss, Chen Mu. Chen Mu wiped his ass several times and was as busy as a dog.
During the few days when he went to L City, Liu Zicong tried to lose a tourist, but he didn't know where he went. In the end, Chen Mu called Sadiq and asked Sadiq to bring his men to save the place. Finally got him back.
Chen Mu wrote down these things one by one in a small notebook, and prepared to settle them together when the fat man came back. He would definitely kill this guy.
Racing all the way, there were no cars on the road, and it was quite smooth.
But after walking for more than two hours, for some reason, there were more and more cars on the road, and they were blocked, and I couldn't move.
Misty Grass…
Traffic jam in this kind of place
This was the first time Chen Mu encountered such a situation.
He looked ahead, the car queue was not too long, and he didn't know what happened.
According to his guess, there might be a traffic accident ahead, so the road was blocked.
Looking around again, he couldn't help shaking his head.
There are guardrails on both sides of this section of the road, and there is no way to drive the car off the road.
Otherwise, with the Land Cruiser he was driving, he could simply drive into the deserts on both sides, just bypass this section and drive forward.
I waited for ten or twenty minutes.
Che Long didn't move at all, and he didn't know when he would be the leader.
Many drivers got out of the car and watched, discussing what happened ahead.
Chen Mu also got out of the car, and after thinking for a while, he simply ran forward to see the situation.
After running for five or six minutes, I finally saw the source of the traffic jam...
The scene that surprised him almost made his eyes roll: a group of camels lying on the road at the end of the car queue, about thirty or forty of them, all blocked the middle of the road, making it impossible for the car to pass through.
The drivers of many cars honked their horns to drive the camels away, but it was useless. The camels just lay on the road, as if they were asleep.
Chen Mu continued to walk a little further, and saw several drivers surrounding an old Uyghur man yelling and cursing: "What's going on? Why did your camel run onto the road? Hurry up and drive it away. I'm in a hurry."
"Hurry up and get your camels up, and let us pass by a road. What do you want to do if you block the road like this?"
"If you don't drive your camel away, I'll call the police..."
When he heard that he was going to call the police, the old Uighur man put on a bitter face, waved his hands anxiously and said, "Don't call the police, don't call the police, I can't help it, I don't know what's wrong, they just won't leave, what can I do."
"How could this be... Why did you drive the camels onto the road? Now that you can't help it, what do you mean? I think you are deliberately blocking the traffic..."
Seeing that those people became more and more excited as they talked, and spit on the old man, Chen Mu hurried over and pulled the Uighur old man over.
When those people saw Chen Mu appearing suddenly, they were startled for a moment. Chen Mu opened the wallet, showed a certificate inside at a speed too fast to be seen by the naked eye, and said imposingly: "Don't you all?" Noisy, let me ask about the situation."
To be honest, those few people didn't see Chen Mu's ID clearly, and they didn't know what Chen Mu's identity was, but they felt that Chen Mu was very arrogant, and they were stunned for a while, and they didn't dare to say anything.
Chen Mu withdrew his gaze, and stuffed the wallet back into his pocket.
Turning his head, he asked the Uighur old man: "Uncle, what's going on, why the camels don't leave, tell me about it."
The old Uyghur man looked at Chen Mu, and felt that the young man was speaking in a friendly manner, so he said, "I don't know, the camels ran on the road just now, and I chased them all the way, trying to catch them." Chased down, but stopped for some reason, lying here without moving, there is no way to drive away."
After a slight pause, he waved his hands worriedly and said, "I really didn't do it on purpose, I didn't block the traffic on purpose, I really didn't."
Chen Mu nodded and said, "Uncle, don't worry, take me to see your camel and see what's going on."
Chen Mu's behavior was more amiable, unlike the previous few people who blamed him as soon as they came, the old Uighur man was still quite willing to trust Chen Mu, and after hearing what Chen Mu said, he immediately led Chen Mu forward.
The camels were lying on the ground with half-closed eyes. When Chen Mu and the Uighur old man passed by them, they didn't move, at most they just turned their heads to look.
"That one is the lead camel."
At the front of all the camels, there is a tall camel with a bell on its neck. This is the so-called camel bell.
Generally speaking, camel bells are subdivided into two types: "dingling" and "dongling".
The sound of jingling is "dingling, dingling".
This camel bell is tied to the last camel in the line by the owner of the caravan.
As long as they hear the sound of jingling bells, the owner of the camel caravan can know that the camel is not lost even without looking back, especially in the dark with poor vision.
The sound of the bell is "dong da, dong da".
Because the bell is relatively large and the sound is relatively dull, it is mainly fixed on the goods, usually on the most valuable goods of the camel caravan.
As long as the owner of the camel caravan hears the sound of the bell, he will know that the goods are still there and have not been lost.
Now, the role of camel caravans is getting smaller and smaller.
The owner of the camel team usually only tie a jingle bell on the body of the leading camel, so that the other camels are used to listening to the bell and walking behind the leading camel, so that the camels are not easy to get lost.
There was a golden camel bell tied around the neck of that tall camel, and its coat color was also the most beautiful. It seemed that it was usually the most carefully cared for by its owner, and it was very mighty.
Chen Mu walked up to the camel, touched its head with his hand, and asked, "Why didn't you leave?"
The old Uighur man followed Chen Mu all the time. When he saw Chen Mu wanting to touch the camel's head just now, he wanted to stop him. He was worried that Chen Mu would be bitten if he didn't know how to touch the camel.
But when he saw Chen Mu's actions, he couldn't speak the words.
This young man looked like a veteran of camel handling, and his technique was extremely sophisticated and dexterous. After the leading camel was touched by him, he actually squinted his eyes very comfortably, and his appearance was clearly the feeling of being touched comfortably.
While stroking the camel, Chen Mu walked to the camel's side, patted the camel's body, and said, "Come on, big guy, get up, and lead your guys out of here, don't get in the way."
After taking a series of shots, the camel didn't move, it just grinned and stared at Chen Mu with wide eyes.
After thinking for a while, Chen Mu asked the old Uighur man, "How long have they been running since they broke into the road?"
The Uyghur old man replied: "After breaking in, they have been running for a long time... Well, there are railings on the road, and they can't get down. They won't leave after they run."
Chen Mu sized up the old Uighur man and asked, "Uncle, how many years have you been raising camels?"
The Uighur old man said, "It's been three or four years."
"Never raised a camel before?"
"No, I used to grill lamb kebabs with my wife in Muqi City. When I was too old, I came back to raise camels and help the family take care of my little grandson."
"Oh, that's no wonder."
Chen Mu nodded, and said, "Uncle, do you have any long cloth strips that you don't need? Let me use them. It needs to be longer."
The Uighur old man doesn't know what Chen Mu wants to do, but he trusts Chen Mu very much now, especially after Chen Mu showed his hand and touched the handle of the camel dragon just now, he has already seen that Chen Mu is a well-educated camel-raising master , so when he heard Chen Mu's request, he immediately nodded and said, "Yes, yes, wait a moment."
Speaking of him, he quickly ran to a camel with a small bag behind him, found a long strip of cloth, and brought it back to Chen Mu: "Do you think this will work?"
"Okay."
Chen Mu took the long cloth strip, looked at it, folded the long cloth strip a little bit, and then patted the head of the leading camel: "Don't be afraid, brother will cover your eyes for you, just follow brother .”
The camel turned to look at him, still motionless.
Chen Mu smiled, and slowly put the long strip of cloth on the head of the leading camel, covering its head, tied it, and tied it with a knot.
At first, the leading camel wanted to move its head and break the cloth strips away, but Chen Mu touched it lightly with his hand and said, "Don't be afraid, be good." His words seemed to have magical powers, making the camel It quickly quieted down and stopped moving.
After Chen Mu finished this, he turned to the Uighur old man and said, "Uncle, is there any food? Give it some food, um, and some water."
The Uighur old man didn't know what Chen Mu was going to do, but Chen Mu's series of operations seemed to him to be performing magic tricks, and it was probably time to witness a miracle.
He obediently found beans and water, and under Chen Mu's gesture, he fed the lead camel.