So the police car changed its head and drove back to the Qingxiang tea restaurant.

"My cell phone." Yang Xiaobao smiles and reaches out his hand to officer Wu.

At this time, the armed police officer's heart was broken. At this time, he realized that just now Yang Xiaobao was very cooperative and took the initiative to tell where his mobile phone was. It was not because he was stupid, but because he was lazy. He had expected that the mobile phone would have to be returned to him later, so he asked the police to help him take it, so he didn't have to go back to get it.

"When Yang Xiaobao's mobile phone was returned to him, the armed police officer gave Yang Xiaobao a hard look:" is everything here? When we're all together, we'll get off and have your morning tea! "

Yang Xiaobao hands a stand: "not all ah, still a little money."

The armed police officer frowned and said, "that's enough. Don't overdo it!"

"It's too much of you, OK? Take me out of bed in the morning. I don't have any money with me. What do you take for breakfast? " Yang Xiaobao shrugged, looking innocent.

Armed police officers are very helpless, which means it's easier to ask God than to send God. He had to pick out a hundred yuan from his wallet and slapped it in Yang Xiaobao's hand: "is that enough?"

"Not enough." Yang Xiaobao said with a smile: "today, I must stay in a hotel and have three meals a day. It's up to you. I said before I got on the bus that if the government didn't give me food and shelter, you would give me food and shelter. They're all men standing up to pee, but are they not? "

The armed police officer's face is black. It turns out that "food and shelter" means that this guy has been digging a hole for a long time.

But there's no way. It's not only a matter of keeping your word, what's more important is that the telephone instruction from the superior just now is very clear: "try to provide convenience for Yang Xiaobao.".

So no matter how painful it was, the armed police officer painfully felt for his wallet, took out all the cash and banknotes in it, and gave it to Yang Xiaobao like seven or eight hundred yuan. He lives on his salary. Although it's not a lot of money, it's enough to make his heart ache.

"Then I won't thank you." After receiving the money, Yang Xiaobao got out of the car with a smile.

"Yang Xiaobao." The armed police officer suddenly gave a cry behind his back.

Yang Xiaobao stopped and turned around, his face was still smiley: "why, the armed police officer still has a gift to give?"

The armed police officer stares at Yang Xiaobao with a straight face and says, "Yang Xiaobao, don't be so arrogant! I know you have a deep background and a big face. You are big enough to let my superior call me to release people. But I want to put it in the first place. If you really did this case, I'll give up my official skin, and I'll certainly handle you! "

"Armed police officer, you have a sense of justice. I appreciate you very much." Yang Xiaobao put away his smiley face and said, "I can only say that many things in the world are not what you think. You've been wronged by me for 800 yuan, and you don't think it's worth the loss. But what I want to tell you is that in my hands, I can do more than eight million things that your project team can't do. "

Putting this aside, Yang Xiaobao walked into the "Qingxiang tea restaurant" by the side of the road, leaving the armed police officer standing behind and staring at his back in a daze. He felt a little uncomfortable. How serious was this guy?

"Blow it! Cows are flying in the sky Yang Xiaobao's rare serious speech was full of misty air, so the armed police officer could only come to such a conclusion, spitting at Yang Xiaobao's back, got on the police car and drove back quickly - the deadline for the special task force to solve the case and save people was less than 20 hours.

In the "Qingxiang tea restaurant", Yang Xiaobao sat down at an obscure corner table, and whispered a few words to the waiter.

Soon, a steaming soup bag and a bowl of screw powder were put on the table. Yang Xiaobao has a chopstick to eat without a chopstick, and he combs the current events in his mind.

At present, Yanzi is bound by Luo Jiugan.

It was unexpected that he would choose Yanzi. After learning from Ma sanjou that Luo Jiu is going to attack the women around him, Yang Xiaobao seriously imagined that Luo Jiu would attack Jiang Xueqing, Xu Jing, and even Wei Xiaowu, who is irrelevant. In each case, he secretly made the corresponding preventive arrangement, and dug a hole for Luo Jiu, waiting for him to come.

Everything has been thought of and well prepared, but he never thought that Yanzi would become Luo Jiu's target. This is not Yang Xiaobao's carelessness, but a comprehensive judgment based on a premise. This premise is: luojiu brain normal, no water in the skull, no fish.

Among the women who may be threatened, Yan Zi is the most special. She is the vice mayor of Haizhou City, a serious Provincial cadre, and her rank is not low.

Anyone with a slightly normal mind can understand the nature of kidnapping a vice mayor - it's not the same as kidnapping former hostess and current President Jiang Xueqing, or kidnapping a rich woman and housewife Xu Jing. To speak lightly is a serious political event, to speak emphatically is to confront the government, which is tantamount to rebellion!

No matter how the government officials fight among themselves, they are absolutely united in this kind of thing. No one who eats official food and wears official clothes can tolerate this kind of thing. No one wants to eat hot pot and sing songs at home one day, when the nanny is stabbed to death, and then he is taken away.

Daring to tie the vice mayor is tantamount to openly challenging the military and police forces of the whole Haizhou city and even the whole province. All parties will inevitably take high-pressure measures to pursue and attack the main emissary. In this way, Luo Jiu and the "Tiandao society" behind him will have a very hard time in Haizhou city. At least don't think about getting rich safely - it's fatal.

Because no matter how fearless the gangs and people on the road are, whether they are fierce or revenge, the ultimate motive can only be out of interest. In the final analysis, it's all about making as much money as possible.

The highest logic of "making money" should be obeyed by all the impulses of guild associations and characters on the road. As long as it's something that will hinder making money, you won't and dare not do it - you dare to cut off everyone's money, even if you're a member of the society, you'll be overthrown.

Based on the above considerations, Yang Xiaobao felt at the beginning that as long as Luo Jiu was not mad or dizzy, he would not choose Yan Zi as his target. Even if Luo Jiu is carried mad by hatred, Gao Sihai, the handlebar of Tiandao society, will certainly stop him from going mad - the "king of gamblers" will never even have the insight to see the pros and cons.

But now that Luo Jiu has actually done it, there is only one explanation: this guy is really crazy, insane, and even "Tiandao society" has lost control of this mad dog.

It's a lot of trouble to deal with lunatics. The living creatures in this world are women, madmen and stubborn donkeys, which are the most difficult to deal with, because there is no reason for these three things. Yang Xiaobao shakes his head and smiles, absentmindedly trying to pick up the last dumpling in the steamer. The tip of the chopsticks slides down and the dumpling rolls to the ground.

Yang Xiaobao is about to call the runner to come back to a steamer, just as a steamer gently fell on the table. Steamer inside is steaming soup bag, was pushed under his chopsticks, really flattering.

"Yangge." The visitor didn't dare to sit down by himself. He stood at the table and said with a smile, "I've kept you waiting here for a long time. This table is my treat. You can tell me what you need. I'll let the chef make the best for you."

Yang Xiaobao raised his chin, pointed to the opposite chair and said, "sit down."

The visitor is Ma San. This small "tea restaurant" is his home.

The reason why Yang Xiaobao wants the police car to turn around and run back to sigongwuli to have breakfast here is to come and find him to do something.

As for how delicious the tea restaurant was said in the police car, it was just a bland talk to the armed police officers, so that they would not be in trouble if they knew it.

"Brother Yang, the special breakfast here is authentic Cantonese tea. The soup bag you ordered is actually Huaiyang snack..."

As soon as Ma San's butt was next to the chair, he kept talking about all kinds of tea in the tea restaurant. It's like this gang member who put down the butcher's knife, picked up the kitchen knife and became a cook.

However, the more so, the more people feel that he is timid and flustered in his heart, and then he keeps talking and diverting his attention.

Yang Xiaobao put down his chopsticks and stopped eating. He looked at him coldly for half a minute. His eyes slowly moved down from Ma San's face to his shrinking finger wrapped with thick gauze. Suddenly he said, "I can't use chopsticks. Take two forks."

Ma three Leng for a while, ten thousand didn't expect Yang Xiaobao a mouth unexpectedly is to say this.

In fact, there is no Western-style knife and fork for eating in Chinese style tea restaurants, and there is no such thing in the tableware prepared for customers.

Fortunately, Ma San had seen this man's unexpected behavior for a long time. He didn't dare to say that he didn't. he trotted to the small supermarket next door and bought two new forks. He washed the hot tea in person, wiped it with a paper towel and handed them to Yang Xiaobao.

Yang Xiaobao used one of the forks to insert a soup bag, put it into his mouth and ate it slowly. He asked faintly, "Ma San, why didn't you follow me yesterday? Didn't you agree to let you act as usual?"

"Yesterday... Yesterday my wife was in hospital. I'm sorry, brother Yang." Ma San's answer was very careful, but there was a sweat on his forehead.

"Oh, that's it." Yang Xiaobao suddenly laughed, "I remember you told me in the bureau that, according to the rules of your club, to be a rebel, you have to pack sacks and sink into the river. If you don't work hard, you have to unload the parts. Then I'm a little curious. You are forced to be a police informant after you follow me. According to the rules of the society, is this not effective or anti bony? "

Ma San's face was pale, his face was covered with cold sweat, and he couldn't help shivering all over. Even the legs of his chair were shaking on the floor.