"Have you seen this car?" V looked at the seductively dressed prostitute in front of him and took out a stack of money from her bag.
"Dollars?" The prostitute's face was full of greed, and she almost pounced on the money.
"If this is really the car you see, the $10,000 is yours."
The prostitute didn't bother to make professional moans to please the customers as usual. She immediately talked incessantly about how she was shopping with a few sisters on the day when Yao Feng had the accident, and how she saw the two Maseratis entering an underground garage.
"Are you sure it's this car?" V was a very cautious person - an incautious killer would have already become a corpse.
"I'm sure, this kind of car is rarely seen in Jinghai. I specially wrote down the license plate number." The prostitute said firmly.
"Very good, tell me the address of the garage."
The prostitute wrote down an address, then snatched the dollars into her hands and began counting them with shining eyes.
V looked at the address, stuffed it into his arms, and smiled at the prostitute, "Are you afraid that I will give you less? Come on, let's hurry up and have it once."
The prostitute stuffed the dollars into her handbag, smiled seductively, leaned over V, pressed her whole body against him, and began to take off her clothes.
"Let me help you take it off." V put his hand on the prostitute's neck, "You have a beautiful neck."
"Yes, many people say that my neck is like a swan."
"Why aren't you excited?" the prostitute grinned.
"I only get excited when I'm doing one thing." A smile appeared on V's face.
"When?" the prostitute muttered.
"When killing someone." V smiled slightly, and his hand on the prostitute's neck suddenly turned into two iron clamps.
"Well… "
With a "crack", the prostitute's neck was broken and her head drooped down limply.
After putting the clothes back in order, V took the dollars back and walked out of the room, heading straight for the address on the note.
Fang Hongjin was watching several videos over and over again. They showed the images of several traffic cameras that the Maserati passed by when it returned to Jinghai City after Yao Feng was killed.
In front of Fang Hongjin was a traffic map of Jinghai City, on which were circles of varying sizes and route maps drawn by him with a pen.
"Is there any parking lot nearby?" Fang Hongjin suddenly put his finger on an area circled by messy routes on the map and asked Monkey King beside him.
Sun Wukong looked around and said, "This is a high-end residential area. There is no parking lot nearby. But this place..." He seemed to have thought of something and suddenly realized, "Yao Feng lives here."
"Don't tell me that no one has checked the video footage of the underground parking lot at Yao Feng's residence before." Fang Hongjin said coldly.
Sun Wukong was sweating profusely: "This... I thought it didn't matter."
"A bunch of rubbish." Fang Hongjin got up and put on his coat. After thinking for a while, he opened the safe beside the bed. There was a sharp dagger in the safe. He tied the dagger to his calf and took Monkey King to the community where Yao Feng lived.
It was past nine when Zheng Yubai arrived at the garage entrance. This was a high ground. Looking back into the distance, he could see the warm lights of thousands of homes in Jinghai City.
Zheng Yubai liked this kind of view very much, but now was not a good time. He avoided the eyes and ears of the security guards and quickly entered the underground garage.
This garage has two floors. The upper floor is for ordinary parking spaces, and the lower floor has a high-end private garage in addition to the ordinary lobby parking spaces. Zheng Yubai's Maserati is parked in the high-end garage on the second floor underground. While he was thinking about how to sink the car into the river without anyone noticing, he walked down the spiral stairs to the second floor. Just as he was about to turn into the second floor, he heard a familiar voice.
"Boss, this is it."
Monkey King? Why is he here? Zheng Yubai stopped, hid in the corner, and carefully poked his head out.
In addition to Sun Wukong, the person who appeared in his sight was Fang Hongjin, who had been giving Zheng Yubai a headache in the past two days. He was looking around with a sharp gaze.
They found this place so quickly? Zheng Yubai was startled.
"Where is Yao Feng's parking space?" Fang Hongjin asked.
"I have to ask around." Monkey King said as he took out his cell phone, but it seemed the signal here was very weak and he couldn't get through.
"You go and make a phone call and make sure to ask clearly. I'll take a look around," said Fang Hongjin.
Sun Wukong went up from the elevator. Zheng Yubai was very glad that he didn't take the elevator, otherwise he would have run into them head-on.
As soon as Sun Wukong left, Fang Hongjin began to walk around the huge garage. There were already dozens of cars parked in the garage, including some expensive cars. Fang Hongjin looked at them one by one, and stopped in front of the high-end garage, looking back and forth at those high-end garages. The place where he stood happened to be the garage where the Maserati was. Zheng Yubai watched from a distance, and a layer of sweat appeared on his palms.
Just as he was thinking about how to deal with Fang Hongjin, the sound of the elevator rang out. Zheng Yubai was wondering how Monkey King could be so fast, but he saw a flat-headed man in a black suit and sunglasses walking out of the elevator. He looked alert, looked around, and walked into the depths of the garage.
The garage was an L-shaped design. Zheng Yubai was hiding in the stairwell at the corner. Fang Hongjin and the flat-headed man were at each end. Fang Hongjin heard the sound of the elevator and footsteps, and turned around to look over. The flat-headed man came to the corner, turned his head, and met Fang Hongjin face to face.
What will happen? Zheng Yubai was extremely nervous.
Fang Hongjin's expression changed slightly. The flat-headed man had his back to him, so Zheng Yubai couldn't see his expression, but he could see a bulge on his lower back. From the shape, it was clearly a pistol.
The two of them just stared at each other from a distance, without making a sound. The atmosphere was extremely quiet, and danger could erupt at any time.
At this moment, without any warning, all the lights in the garage went out, and Zheng Yubai's eyes were filled with darkness. (To be continued)