Meaningful things, of course, are not good things.
Quan Shaoteng opened the door, glanced at Bai Muchuan and the two people behind him, and moved away lazily without asking anything.
"Don't sit on the bed!"
This is his only request.
Of course, it was impossible for Bai Muchuan to let these people sit on his bed.
But when those two people heard it, not only did they not sit on the bed, they didn't even sit on the chair.
Standing in the middle of the room, Daliang opened the bag, put the things he brought on the table, and smiled a little crookedly.
"Brother Ping Tuo said, take the good ones, honor the Crown Prince, and then let the brothers have a taste!"
Sure enough, dogs can't change eating shit.
Even if the wind outside is tight, he doesn't want to give up the big business—or, in other words, he doesn't want to give up Bai Muchuan, a big fish.
"Prince, how do you feel?"
Daliang's ingratiating smile made Quan Shaoteng a little nervous.
He didn't say a word, turned his head coldly, and wiped his gun slowly...
That's right, what he was holding in his hand was a bright gun.
Just seeing that ecstasy posture made even a member of a real gangster organization like Daliang feel his scalp tingling.
"Prince, take a look..."
"You go back first! Don't look at it, brother Ping Duo gave it, it must be a good thing." Bai Muchuan didn't unpack the package in person, and plucked his hair casually, "Remember to say hello to Brother Ping Duo for me!"
Don't refuse, don't say much, full of aloofness.
And Daliang really couldn't figure out his real thoughts.
Although Brother Ping Tuo had other explanations, he didn't have the courage to stay any longer.
Especially the man playing with the gun, he was really afraid that he would suddenly get upset, turn the gun and go off.
"That's good, that's good. The prince will take it slow." Daliang said, hesitating for a moment, and then smiled again, "That's right, I don't know if it's convenient for me to leave a phone number?"
telephone number
Bai Muchuan has a spare ID, so how could he not have a spare number
He made a casual report, Daliang wrote it down, and went out obediently.
The door opened silently.
It closed again silently.
The room was quiet for a few seconds, Quan Shaoteng overturned the things on the table, and said with disgust: "Damn! These bastards are really fat, dare to bring them directly in front of the police...?"
Bai Muchuan glanced at him lazily, and put his things away again.
"Who knew you were a policeman? You don't look like that..."
"What do I look like?"
"Compared to black and evil, it is even more black and evil!"
"..." Quan Shaoteng put down his love gun silently, and pointed to those things, "What is their purpose? Hmm?"
"Maybe it's because I don't want to part with my piece of fat—"
"Fat meat." Quan Shaoteng nodded seriously, his eyes flickered darkly, "There is something I wanted to ask you just now."
"Ask." One word, Bai Muchuan said carelessly.
Quan Shaoteng raised his eyebrows and looked directly at him, "You gave the secret door a name of a shitty crown prince, and they believed it so easily?"
"I told you. It was introduced by the sixth brother." Bai Muchuan narrowed his eyes, "You know about Zhou Dequan's case. Now, he is dead, and there is no proof of his death."
"It means that before Zhou Dequan died, he did introduce a man named Crown Prince to him?"
"… right!"
"What about the crown prince? Who is he?"
Bai Muchuan's eyes dimmed slightly, "You don't need to know about this for now."
"Hehe!" Quan Shaoteng sneered, staring at him without blinking, "Xiaobai, why do I feel that there is something wrong with you?"
"Huh? Tell me!" Bai Muchuan didn't refute, and his tone was as indifferent as before.
"First, something happened to Zhou Dequan. They shouldn't trust the person they introduced to Zhou Dequan so easily, right?"
"I don't believe it!" Bai Muchuan pointed to "those things" on the table, and smiled, "Isn't this a test?"
"Success. You are right." Quan Shaoteng paused, "Then the second point, the person Zhou Dequan will introduce to the secret door must be someone he can trust, or even someone under his own staff—just another way of saying it. .”
Bai Muchuan looked at him and didn't speak.
Quan Shaoteng smiled softly, "As far as I know, Zhou Dequan didn't touch these things before. It is very likely that the crown prince introduced to the secret door is his own person. I guess, he covets the money from this business." Quick, do you want to touch it yourself?"
Bai Muchuan stared at him silently.
After a while, he suddenly smiled.
"Is this called near Zhuzhechi? Follow me, and your brain will become sharper!"
"Don't talk nonsense!" Quan Shaoteng didn't like this, "I just can't figure it out, if the crown prince is not dead, your lie will be exposed every minute..."
Bai Muchuan narrowed his eyes slightly.
Staring at Quan Shaoteng, he spoke slowly.
"The crown prince, my man."
"Damn it! Dark thread?"
"Ok."
Hearing this, Quan Shaoteng became excited, "This makes sense!"
In less than three seconds, he looked down at Bai Muchuan again, "But if you're like this, aren't you just selling him out?"
You know, it is not easy to bury a dark line in these organizations.
People who engage in illegal business are very cautious, they are not easy to trust others, and they are also guarded and guarded against their own people. If Bai Muchuan did this, it means that his secret line will be completely capsized in the future, and he will not be able to continue.
And what about the secret door organization? They only know one Brother Ping Duo who shows his face.
On top of Brother Ping Tuo, what else is there? They don't know at all right now.
"In due course, I'll give him a chance—"
Who is he referring to? Before Bai Muchuan had time to say, the phone rang.
Message from Xiang Wan, "Hey, where's the person? Why do you leave me alone in the empty room?"
Bai Muchuan couldn't help curling his lips, and replied, "Look for fifth child next door."
Xiang Wan: "Are you cheating?"
"Hmm... a little chop."
"... It's over, I'm broken in love!"
The two often joked, and this sentence was not abrupt in their history of communication.
It's a pity that Quan Shaoteng saw it accidentally.
"Wow!" He coldly slanted at Bai Muchuan, "You young couple seem to be playing very advanced!?"
Bai Muchuan put away his phone, glanced at him, "Not convinced?"
"Submit!" Quan Shaoteng raised his finger, "But can you fucking stop hitting me?"
"I hacked you?" Bai Muchuan couldn't help laughing, "Are you thinking too much?"
"Then explain, what is the fifth neighbor?" Quan Shaoteng smiled evilly, and suddenly snatched the phone from him, and smiled strangely into the voice, "How could you be broken in love? Without Bai Muchuan, there is still Later people. Xiao Xiangwan, let's make friends? Or, let's secretly mean... "
"..."
Xiang Wan was speechless over there.
On this end, just as he finished speaking, there was a scream in the room.
…
Ten minutes later, Tu Liang called for dinner.
Xiang Wan packed up and came out of the bathroom, and Bai Muchuan was already in the room.
"Why did you go so long?" Xiang Wan looked at him suspiciously.
Bai Muchuan was serious, "It's at Lao Wu's place."
Seeing his uneasy expression, Xiang Wan asked strangely: "What's the matter? You two don't really have something to hide... right?"
"What are you thinking! You idiot!" Bai Muchuan couldn't help laughing, and gently rubbed her hair, "Let's go downstairs and gather for dinner!"
Xiang Wan smiled slyly, but rushed forward at this moment.
Grab his arm, wrap his arms around his neck, and turn his neckline directly.
"Let me see if there is any evidence left—"
Bai Muchuan was speechless, unable to dodge in time!
But Xiang Wan saw a conspicuous red mark on his chest.
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There are three more! mwah-