"Xu Ruoyu?" Zheng Yubai pondered the name and took a big sip of noodle soup.
Along the River During the Qingming Festival is a priceless treasure, similar to the Mona Lisa in the Louvre. This world-famous treasure can only be auctioned in underground auction houses, and the collectors who bought it dare not let the painting see the light of day again. I am afraid that this painting can only be buried in a private museum in the dark.
"I don't know how much it can sell for." Zheng Yubai ate a big bowl of instant noodles without thinking, and went to the kitchen to wash the dishes. When he finished cleaning up and walked back to the living room, he heard the door open. When he looked up, Xu Jin and Yu Luo walked in with bags, apparently going shopping.
"Are you back?" Zheng Yubai greeted politely and was about to go back to the house when Xu Jin called him.
"Well, Zheng Yubai, I have something I want to ask you for help with. Is it convenient for you now?"
Xu Jin rarely spoke to Zheng Yubai. Zheng Yubai was stunned, nodded and said, "I work the night shift at 8 o'clock, so I'm free before that."
"Great, can I ask you to deliver a letter to the Royal Palace Hotel for me?" Xu Jin took out a letter from a bag and waved it in front of Zheng Yubai.
"Deliver a letter?" Zheng Yubai thought to himself that there were countless express delivery companies in Jinghai, and he could just call any one and it would deliver the letter for eight yuan, so why should he let himself do it.
"It's a very important letter, and I don't trust ordinary express companies. And it might be troublesome to deliver the letter. It requires someone who is skilled in martial arts and brave enough to do it." Xu Jin had a faint smile on his face.
"How do you know I know Kung Fu?" Zheng Yubai was stunned.
"I saw it." Yu Luo raised her hand proudly and recounted the day when Zheng Yubai came to rent the house and saw Zheng Yubai pinning down Sun Wukong with one punch during the commotion at the door.
Watching Yu Luo's excited description of the situation, Zheng Yubai was a little puzzled: She and Xu Jin were so close, how could one be so mature and charming, and the other so childish? It was really confusing.
"So you knew it. Then there's no need to hide it. I did learn Kung Fu for a few days, but my skills were just mediocre and not up to par." Zheng Yubai said.
"It doesn't matter. Even if I have some mediocre skills, it will do. As long as you help me deliver this letter, I will waive your rent for three months. How about it?" Xu Jin asked with a smile.
Zheng Yubai no longer has to worry about the thousands of yuan in rent. But it's just a letter, and it would be a bit stingy to refuse. If Xu Jin has a bad opinion of him, it would be a loss to kick him out in a few days. Zheng Yubai scratched his head, stretched out his hand and said, "Okay, where should I send it to?"
"The 28th floor of the Royal Palace Hotel. The recipient is Yao Qian. Be careful after you deliver the letter and don't let anyone follow you." Xu Jin said very seriously and stuffed the letter into Zheng Yubai's hands.
"Yao Qian?" Zheng Yubai was stunned.
"It's Yao Qian, the richest man in Jinghai. He appears on TV every day, you will not mistake him for someone else." Yu Luo said with a smile.
"Who are you?" Zheng Yubai was full of doubts.
"You don't have to worry about this. By the way, if you deliver it quickly, you can come back in the evening to eat the beef braised in red wine that we make." Xu Jin said.
Zheng Yubai looked at the two beauties Xu Jin and Yu Luo with curiosity. Xu Jin was charming and Yu Luo was sweet. If they were to be related to Yao Qian, Zheng Yubai would first think that they might be Yao Qian's illegitimate daughters, who were now reunited with their father. Then he guessed that they might be the daughters of the competitors that Yao Qian defeated in business, and now they came to seek revenge. After thinking about it for a while, Zheng Yubai realized that he had probably watched too many Hong Kong and Korean TV series in college, and his brain had become a little crazy.
In short, since he had accepted the task of delivering the letter, he had to do it. Besides, Zheng Yubai also had the idea of meeting Yao Qian. The richest man in Jinghai would never have dreamed that the person he offered a reward of 10 million for would soon deliver a letter to him.
After leaving the community, he went straight to the Royal Palace Hotel. In less than twenty minutes, Zheng Yubai had arrived at the entrance of the Royal Palace Hotel. Zheng Yubai dialed a phone number that Xu Jin gave him.
"Hello, I'm the one sent by Miss Xu to deliver a letter. I'm already at the entrance of the Palace Hotel."
"Wait a moment, I'll pick you up right away."
A moment later, two men in black appeared at the door. They came up to Zheng Yubai and looked him over: "You are the messenger."
"It's me." Zheng Yubai saw that their attire was very similar to his work clothes in the safe apartment, and thought to himself that it was no wonder that Xu Jin wanted to find someone who knew some kung fu and was brave to deliver the letter. Most courier companies would probably be scared out of their wits when they saw such a recipient.
"Come with us." Two men in black sandwiched Zheng Yubai in front and behind, as if they were guarding him like a thief. They took Zheng Yubai through the lobby, turned into a corridor, used a password card to swipe open a heavy iron door, and then came to a secret elevator.
"Excuse me, we need to search you first." said a man in black.
"Search it." Zheng Yubai hid the Desert Eagle at home before coming. He had nothing on him except two mobile phones and a wallet.
"We'll keep the phone for now." After the search, the man in black put the phone into a pocket without waiting for Zheng Yubai's consent.
"Whatever." Zheng Yubai said helplessly. He became more and more curious about the identities of Xu Jin and Yu Luo. It seemed that when they rented the house to him, they had anticipated the scene of delivering the letter today, so they chose him, who was skilled in martial arts and seemed to be brave.
Walking into the elevator, there were three cameras on the head, "taking care" of Zheng Yubai in all directions. The elevator quickly rose to the 28th floor and slowly stopped. When the elevator door opened, there were four more men in black at the door. Behind them, a man with a flat head and black clothes was talking to another young man who looked a little weak.
Zheng Yubai immediately recognized the man in black clothes with a flat head as the one who appeared in the garage on the day of the blackout. The left arm of the man with the flat head was wrapped in gauze and hung around his neck. He glanced at Zheng Yubai sideways, but didn't care.
Zheng Yubai walked past him and heard what he said.
"I don't care if you interfere in all matters concerning the gambling boat, but we can't stop investigating the car..."
"V, you can't blame me for dispatching people when you failed to check the car," said the young man.
Zheng Yubai only heard this before he was led by the man in black into a long corridor. He pondered the name V and immediately thought of K, who he had killed. Could they all be members of the famous assassin organization Twenty-Six
With these doubts in mind, Zheng Yubai came to the end of the corridor, where there was a huge pine door with two tall bodyguards at the door. They searched Zheng Yubai's body again to make sure he had no weapons, then opened the door and let him in.
Behind the door was a luxuriously decorated hall. Behind a huge desk, a man with gray hair was looking out of the French window with his back to Zheng Yubai. (To be continued)