Chapter 668

"Said, Zhida technology and Shenglong group are actually the same thing. We'll talk about that later." Yang Xiaobao did not want to reveal too much at the moment, deliberately changed the topic: "you do not want to know that I pull the shit, how to find the old devil's arrangement?"

"How did you find out?" Qi jianlinming knows whether he is changing the topic, plus Desser, or can't help but wonder.

With a smile, Yang Xiaobao complacently said, "I was squatting on the toilet to pull my stool, and I was wiping my bottom with paper from the carton. Different from the civilized people in your city who are used to taking out paper towels in a polite way, I, a rustic man, is quite savage. I just break open the carton and take it out. When I take it out, I feel the eavesdropper. If you pull them out one by one, you won't find anything in the middle of the toilet paper.

At that time, I heard your staff report to you in the living room that the number of eavesdroppers was right. I immediately knew that it was bad. You didn't come in to count this. Where did the extra eavesdroppers come from? Hehe, the old devil even thought of installing the eavesdropper in the toilet box in his bedroom. It's also out of his wits. But he never thought that someone who just had a tummy would run to his bathroom to take a shit and dismantle the carton. Hey, hey, Lao Qi, is Yang Xiaobao's shit a clever one? "

Qi Jianlin laughed miserably when he heard that. He was so depressed that he covered his stomach and said, "yes, yes, all the shit Yang Xiaobao pulled is a magic trick. Yang Dashen, Yang Banxian, what are you doing when you pinch your fingers and figure out that the old devil is pretending to slip away?

Yang Xiaobao raised his right palm and pretended to look at it. He shook his head solemnly: "every time I pinch my fingers, I always use my right hand for fortune telling. Just after defecating, I wipe my buttocks with my right hand, but I haven't had time to wash them. It's a little smelly. It's even smellier if I cover your smelly mouth. How can I pinch my fingers when my hands are so smelly? I can't count a cramp when I pinch my hand! "

Qi Jianlin's face turned black after he had just improved. He spat and wiped his mouth. The more he thought about it, the more disgusting he felt. He glared at Yang Xiaobao and roared, "Yang Xiaobao, did you do this, did you do this? Believe it or not, I'll fight with you! "

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In the evening, on the bustling street, two blocks away from the Sheraton Hotel where Yang Xiaobao, Qi Jianlin and others are located, an old woman in gaudy clothes ran across the pedestrian crossing with the crowd and bumped into a man in office. The man was very scared and said sorry, didn't realize what was missing.

The old woman also nodded politely to the man, but did not stop at her feet. She quickly walked to a quiet place and pulled out her hands in her pocket, revealing her hairy wrist, a man's wallet and a mobile phone.

……

Five minutes later, Inoue broke the mobile phone that he had just made a call into two pieces. The wallet that he had touched was also thrown into the garbage can along with the mobile phone after he took out the cash in it.

Together with him is the monitoring headset he is wearing, which he has brought from Japan thousands of miles away. So far, his mission has been completed. The destruction of this special military product is much more thorough. Inoue grinds it to pieces with the sole of his shoes, and a sneer of contempt rises from the corner of his mouth.

Just now, he heard the sound of Qi Jianlin and others rushing in and searching through the monitoring earphone, and also heard Yang Xiaobao yelling that the old devil had escaped and went after him quickly.

Inoue Hiro is not sure why he thinks he wants to escape, but he is satisfied with the stupidity of these Chinese intelligence personnel.

The guest room was intruded and searched by Chinese intelligence personnel, which had long been expected by Inoue Hiroshi. In fact, as soon as he landed and entered the country, he immediately realized that he was being watched. It's not because of the oversight or mistakes of the people who monitored him, but because of Inoue's amazing intuition cultivated in his nearly 40 years of intelligence career, he sensed some extremely subtle anomalies.

For example, in the departure hall, he met two men with one magazine each without luggage, and they were carrying women's magazines that few men would read. Another example is the bus in the parking lot with the curtains closed and the engine running all the time. It's these seemingly unrelated subtle anomalies that make Inoue sense some unusual danger.

Now that he is sure that he has eyes staring at him, Inoue Hiroshi guesses that the room he has reserved must have been installed with a bug in advance before he arrives at the hotel. There is no need to check it again. He also thought that after he disguised himself and slipped away, the Chinese intelligence surveillance personnel would sneak into the guest room to search for more clues to find out his whereabouts and intentions, so he installed an eavesdropper to counter the eavesdropping before he slipped away.

The information we heard from those Chinese intelligence officers is not very much, but it is very useful. The initiative has returned to our own hands. It's really a group of stupid Chinese people. Inoue Kuan can't help but feel proud. With a smile on his lips, he glances up at the shop signs on the roadside and walks into a fashion shop.

Ten minutes later, Inoue came out of the dressing room of the store. The gaudy old woman had disappeared and became a rich old man in a suit. Only the lipstick on the lips can't be wiped clean. A bright red remains at the corner of the mouth, which seems strange and ferocious.

Inoue Hiro stopped a taxi by the side of the road, got into the back seat and said to the driver, "Ming Huang nightclub."

However, he failed in Chinese pronunciation. The "nightclub" was read as an obscene and funny "night swelling meeting". The driver turned back to see Inoue Hiro's gloomy face and red lips. He thought he had met a living ghost, so he turned his head and drove.

Inoue Kuan didn't speak in his eyes. When he got to the place to pay the fare, he finally said sarcastically, "are you Chinese very timid and afraid of ghosts?"

When the driver heard the old man say "you Chinese are very timid", and then contacted his awkward pronunciation and Asian face, he understood which country the old man was. After thinking about it, he replied: "we Chinese may be afraid of ghosts, but we are absolutely not afraid of their sons."

For the first time, Inoue heard the strange saying of "the son of the ghost". He thought the driver was funny. He grinned and gave a big bill when he paid the fare.

When Inoue got out of the car and walked for a few steps, the taxi sped past him. It seemed that Inoue deliberately ran over the puddle and splashed him with mud. Only then did Inoue realize that the driver was not friendly to him, and then he realized that the so-called "son of ghosts" was the "devil" used by Chinese to disparage Japanese people, Can't help but angry toward the roaring car butt scolded a "eight grid".

Into the Ming emperor nightclub, Inoue wide directly into the Tianxiang pavilion with a good appointment. The light in the private room was dim. The man had already arrived there and was drinking in the dark.

"Mr. Inoue, why do you make an offer to meet here? You know, my father doesn't like me to come to such a place. Let him know that I will be in trouble. " Said the man in a voice of complaint.

"Your father didn't like you to come to such a place, but you came here a lot? Isn't it the safest and most suitable place for you to meet in a place where you come a lot? It's good for you and me. "

Inoue chuckled and sat down on the sofa. He turned on the wall lamp and illuminated the face of the man opposite. It was Rong Chong, the second young master of the Rong family who had been kidnapped and rescued by Yang Xiaobao.

Rong Chong had nothing to say. He poured a mouthful of wine and continued to complain bitterly: "my father has been more and more strict with me. Since my last kidnapping, even my daily allowance has been controlled. I'm afraid I'll be kidnapped again if I'm always out in the wild."

"Mr. Rong, you asked for it. Is there anything more stupid than kidnapping yourself and extorting money from your family? " Inoue chuckled, his eyes and tone did not hide his disdain and contempt for him. "It seems that there are many sayings in China to describe people like you, who suffer from their own mistakes, suffer from their own consequences, bind themselves in a cocoon, and commit their own evils."

Rong Chong feels a burst of shame and annoyance of being exposed. He doesn't feel very surprised. This kind of thing can't be concealed until he sees the ghost. He didn't dare to attack against Inoue Kuan. He could only sprinkle his Qi on the wine and pour it one by one.

"That's enough. I have something else to do for you. Time is limited. I can't wait for you to wake up tomorrow morning. " Inoue wide stretched out two fingers on the back of RongChong's hand holding the wine bottle, and his tone was calm but unquestionable.

"Who do you think you are? My dad can't even care about my drinking! " Rong Chong's strength of wine came up a little. He suddenly raised his hand to get rid of Inoue Hiro's block, but he found that the two thin fingers seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. He was surprised and then he was discouraged. He obediently put down the wine bottle.

"What do you want me to do? Let's put the words first. Don't try to force me to give you news. I don't know any news now. In Rong's family and Shenglong group, I'm now recognized as an idle person who doesn't worry about anything. I can't participate in anything and I can't make any decisions. Although I've got the title of deputy general manager, I can't even get myself a secretary. "

After laughing at himself, Rong Chong glared at the Japanese devils in front of him. "Besides, no matter how angry I am, it's Rong after all. Do you really think I'm stupid enough to help you bring down Shenglong group?"

In fact, he didn't like this old devil at all. He didn't like it from the beginning, but who let himself fall into the well wide dug pit long ago and have to be driven and manipulated by this man?

This time, when he suddenly received the appointment call from Inoue Hiro, Rong Chong was so scared that he almost couldn't hold his mobile phone stably. Previously, he poured wine all the time, not so much to entertain himself as to make himself calm in the face of this demon.

After hearing Rong Chong's words, Inoue Kuan burst out laughing.