Chapter 460

What did goofy see?

He saw the vermilion door on the white porcelain lady's buttocks and suspected that it was the missing Xie Hongyan.

After he chased Xie Hongyan and ran into the secret way, he knew that the man was Mu Tianya.

Then, he watched Mu Tianya die in front of him, but he could do nothing.

Shen Yinbing's question was like a knife stabbing Gao Fei's heart, which made his face suddenly distorted and his eyes full of pain.

Shen Yinbing, who was just about to listen to him answer the question, was startled by Gao Fei's appearance. When he subconsciously stepped back, his face quickly returned to normal and said faintly: "I followed Mrs. Bai Ci to the secret passage, which was dark and I didn't see anything. After being trapped inside, it took a lot of effort to get out, and then you'll know. "

Shen Yinbing can be sure that Gao Fei's words are not true, but he also understands that he is not willing to tell himself what he saw.

Maybe, he was worried that he would scare me when he said it?

Thinking of the expression on Gao Fei's face just now, Shen Yinbing glanced at him and quickly changed the topic: "let's go."

"Well, let's go and wait. I'll make a phone call."

Gao Fei agreed, took out his mobile phone and dialed a number. Without waiting for anything to be said, he said in an unquestionable tone: "I want you to send some wreaths to the imperial club within an hour. The more the better."

With that, goofy buttoned up his cell phone and turned to the elevator.

Shen Yinbing quickly followed him, for fear that if he walked slowly, he would not be seen.

With a jingle, the elevator door opened.

Shen Yinbing went in, the first reaction is to see the button.

She clearly saw that there was the number "17" on the button. Her pupils shrunk and murmured: "when Xiao Song and I came up, why didn't we find this button?"

Looking at the elevator door closing slowly, Gao Fei asked, "what?"

"When I woke up, I found myself sleeping on my stomach on the dining table in the hall, and I felt something was wrong..."

Once Shen Yinbing was away from fear, her voice became smart again. When the elevator came to the first floor of the hall, she had simply explained why she appeared in that room.

Gao Fei pursed the corners of his mouth and said when the elevator door opened slowly, "since you can see the coffin in that room, and you can't find the" 17 "button in the elevator, what is this?"

"Well, yes, as long as someone controls the buttons through the computer."

Shen Yinbing followed Gao Fei out of the elevator, looking at the people coming and going in the hall, finally asked: "Gao Fei, why do you want so many wreaths?"

Gao Fei bit his lower lip and said in a low voice, "Mu Tianya is dead."

"Is mu Tianya dead? Mu Tianya - is it Mu Dong? "

After understanding that Mu Tianya is Mr. Mu Dong of Conner group, Shen Yinbing's mouth suddenly widened. Just as he was about to say something, he heard someone calling in a choking voice: "Mr. Shen!"

Shen Yinbing turned to see that Xiao Song ran from a distance.

"Mr. Shen, it's great to see you!"

When Xiao Song said this to Shen Yinbing, in a quiet room on the 17th floor above her head, there was a slight sound of friction: Yi, Yi, Yi.

If someone was there, they would be scared to drop their eyes: the dusty lid of the coffin in the middle of the room slipped slowly to the bottom of the coffin, and a white body, smooth as protein, seemed to emit fluorescence, sat up slowly from the coffin.

This is a man without clothes.

It can be seen from her waterfall like hair and the pair of towering breasts that this is a woman, who should be in the most beautiful age.

"Alas."

She gave a low sigh, opened her arms to do a chest movement, like two half basketball like towering, shaking up.

The sigh of "spring dream wakes up with a little melancholy and sadness" came out of the door, reverberated in the empty corridor for a few times, and was dispersed by the light wind blowing in from the open window, but with a curling sound.

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The Ming Tombs, the tombs of the thirteen emperors of the Ming Dynasty, have now been opened up as scenic spots.

However, compared with the Great Wall, the Forbidden City and Beidaihe, the passenger flow of the Ming Tombs is obviously much worse. After all, many tourists don't like the solemn atmosphere here.

It is said that Liu Fagui, a descendant of the tomb keeper of the Ming Dynasty, lives in the scenic spot of the Ming Tombs.

In feudal society, Liu Fagui, a grave keeper, was almost at the bottom of the society and was not welcomed.

Fortunately, it's a new society now. As a descendant of the tomb keeper, he has become a respectable citizen of the capital. When his father's father was alive, his family was divided into two acres of orchards. His wife worked in the downtown area. He himself opened a small funeral shop, which specializes in making wreaths and paper men.

It's in line with the atmosphere to tie a wreath in the Ming Tombs.

Liu Fagui is very good at making wreaths. The paper man he made is even more lifelike, which is called Liu Yishou by people in the industry. It is said that the paper man he made can go down to the field and plow with the paper ox as long as his eyes are on

Of course, these are legends, but Liu Fagui's wreath shop has become the main source of income for his family.

However, just as there is a bull market and a bear market in stocks, Liu Fagui's business has not improved much since the second half of the year. The small warehouse specially for blooming wreaths is full.

Zha HuaQuan's business is not good. Of course, it can't be like playing in a bear market. Why are so few people dying these days?

If Liu Fagui does this, he will be secretly beaten.

As a result, he could only keep the depression of bad business in his heart. All day long, he sat on the reclining chair at the door of the shop, looked at the dragon and Tiger Mountain (the Ming Tombs are in the middle of the mountain, known as the left Green Dragon and the right white tiger. Fengshui is a big ox fork), listened to the radio, and hummed the tune of "I see that the black hole ahead must be the thief's lair, waiting for me to kill...", It's easy to be here.

"Fat expensive, very leisurely you!"

Faxiao, who made a fortune doing business outside, drove a luxury Mercedes Benz and stopped in front of Liu Fagui. His fat face stretched out from the window and said with a smile, "Hey, it's not your fault, but socialism. If it were not for social stability and the substantial improvement of people's living standards, this man would have lived so long. You said, "right?"

Without waiting for Liu Fagui to say anything, he made a few small noises and stepped on the accelerator.

"I'm a coyote in my family. I'll kill you when your old woman who was thrown into the shed dies and comes to buy a wreath!"

Looking at the far away car, Liu Fagui put up his middle finger. When he was about to lie on the couch again, he saw two cars coming from there.

Lao Liu didn't care. He closed his eyes and hummed again: "look at the black hole ahead. It must be the thief's den. Wait for me to kill him."

The squeak of the brakes interrupted Liu Fagui's good mood and made him open his eyes in anger. Then he saw the two cars parked at the door of his shop: a sports car and a container.

A young man who looks very tasteful jumps down from the sports car, takes off his sunglasses and says, "man, do you have a wreath here?"

Looking at this guy's eyes darkened and Yintang darkened, Liu Fagui, who knew some faces very well, first frowned and then beamed. He quickly stood up from the reclining chair and asked with a smile, "this master, if you want to say that I don't have anything else here, I just don't lack a wreath."

According to Liu Fagui's observation, although the guy on the opposite side has a black eye and a bad look, his face is full of wealth that can't be stopped. He is definitely a first-class person.

There is a rule in Lao Liu's business, that is, he will never be too enthusiastic when he comes to buy things. Otherwise, he will be mistaken for gloating and dying.

Therefore, Lao Liu will never ask how many people he wants, like ordinary business owners. If he wants more, he can pay the wholesale price.

However, he did not expect that the young man looked at the price list of all kinds of wreaths and said, "I've wrapped all your wreaths round and give them a wholesale price!"

On hearing this, Liu Fagui's eyes flashed a little surprise: "this master, I look at your face, but it's very rich. There's no need to do second hand in this respect. Do you earn a little money?"

"Nonsense, Mr. Liu, I'm naturally rich and powerful. Do you need to say that?"

With an impatient wave of his hand, Liu Xiaolong took out a pile of thick banknotes from his pocket and smashed them on the couch. He asked, "is this money enough to buy all your wreaths? If it's not enough, Mr. Liu, there's more! "

Looking at the banknote with tens of thousands of dollars, Liu Fagui shivered and repeatedly said, "Master Liu, enough, enough --"

Liu Xiaolong interrupted him: "enough, don't talk. Hurry to move the wreath to the car for Mr. Liu. The action should be fast. It will delay Mr. Liu's important affairs. But you can ask!"

"Well, brothers, follow me!"

Although Liu Fagui didn't understand what Liu Xiaolong wanted so many wreaths to do, he didn't dare to ask more. He quickly grabbed the money, yelled at several young people who came down from the box, and took them to the warehouse in a hurry.

Liu Fagui, who looks sickly, resisted more than ten wreaths and came to the back of the box.

When he was about to throw the wreath into the car, he was surprised to find that there were already more than half of the wreaths inside.

What does this man want to do with so many wreaths? He doesn't want to... After thinking of this, Liu Fagui looks at Liu Xiaolong, who is calling. He wants to ask, but he cleverly closes his mouth: he likes to make trouble, so it's better to make a fortune.

"Mr. Liu, just now I made a rough calculation. There are more than 300 wreaths in our car. We have almost cleaned all the wreaths in this area. Do you want to go to the east suburb? My third aunt's cousin's brother-in-law in the neighborhood is also in this business. He should have more goods there. "

A young man ran up to Liu Xiaolong with a flattering smile on his face: it's absolutely my honor to be able to work for secretary Liu's son. If Wang Mazi dares to compete with me for the sweet potato stall again, I'll carry out Liu Dashao's brand. I'm sure it will frighten the little guy to death!

"More than three hundred? Almost. Let's go. Time is running out! "

Liu Xiaolong waved his hand and got into the car first.

The young man rushed to catch up and asked, "Master Liu, where are these things sent?"

Liu Xiaolong sneered and spat out four words: "imperial club!"