Chapter 1151

The car crossed the cross street, drove forward for a while, and suddenly stopped at the side of the road.

"Have you written down everything our boss told you?"

Gao Dayong nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "write it down, write it down."

The suit bodyguard glanced out of the window, opened the door and said in a deep voice, "well, go down."

"Thank you, brothers. Please speak up for me in front of boss Qian and Mr. Li." Gao Dayong arched his hands with Jianghu spirit and grinned, "I Gao Dayong will never forget this friendship."

"Easy to say, easy to say." the suit bodyguard gently nodded his head, "let's go."

"Ah, OK, I'll see you later." Gao Dayong got out of the car and stood on the street watching the car leave.

The evening wind in January was cool. Gao Dayong suddenly shivered, wrapped his coat tightly and turned upstairs.

He put one hand on the handrail of the stairs, touched the swollen neck with the other hand, and staggered into the elevator.

Arriving on the tenth floor, he walked out of the elevator door, took out the key and unscrewed the door.

"Oh, it's so thrilling. I almost threw my life out tonight." Gao Dayong shouted to himself, took the door with his backhand, bent down and changed his shoes at the door.

He put on his slippers and stepped aside. When he was about to turn on the light switch, a cold wind passed quietly across his cheek. Gao Dayong was instantly alert and suddenly raised his head to look at the living room.

The window of the living room was wide open, the evening wind poured in from the window, and the curtains were blowing with the wind, like sails full of sea wind. A figure sat quietly on the windowsill with his back leaning against the window frame. He held a glass in his hand and his body was as motionless as wood carving and clay sculpture.

Because the light in the room was not on, Gao Dayong could only vaguely see the outline of the man with the moonlight coming in from the window, but he couldn't see his specific appearance.

A chill spread from the soles of his feet to his back. Gao Dayong couldn't help moving aside and wanted to catch the baseball bat standing by the door.

"Your cup is good." a man's voice sounded slowly in the room, with a calm and soft tone. It sounded that the other party should not be old.

With the man's head on the windowsill leaning slightly, Gao Dayong stretched out his hand to the baseball bat and drew back: "brother, what do you mean by coming to my house in the middle of the night?"

The man paused for a while before continuing to say, "tell me about your business. How's it going?"

Gao Dayong wondered, "are you?"

"The deal in golden Cape port."

"Ah." Gao Dayong said immediately with a look of enlightenment, "I'm doing it. I'll hear from you soon."

"Our little boss is in a hurry, so let me hurry."

"I've taken the time to deal with it, but this kind of business is mainly safe. If you want to be careful, you have to spend more time."

"HMM." the man answered in a low voice. After a while, he suddenly asked, "what are you doing standing so far?"

"Ah, ha ha, I've been talking about things." Gao Dayong smiled, deliberately changing the topic to ease the embarrassment. "I still have beer in the fridge. Would you like some?"

"OK."

"Wait a minute." Gao Dayong strode to the kitchen in the dark, opened the refrigerator door and took two bottles of beer. When he used the screwdriver, his fingers trembled slightly, making the screwdriver collide with the beer bottleneck and make a crisp sound.

After tossing for a long time, he opened the two bottles of beer, turned to the window and handed the man a bottle: "where was the brother last time?"

"Something's wrong, so I'm here." the man said faintly, put the glass cup on the windowsill, then took the beer from Gao Dayong's hand and took a big SIP with his head up.

"Ha ha." Gao Dayong grinned. Now he is so close to the man that he can see the latter's face clearly.

The man is thin, looks exceptionally handsome, and has a faint gentle look on his cheeks. Gao Dayong thought of the monkey who put the machete around his neck. He couldn't help but sigh. He is also an organized person. The difference is really big.

Gao Dayong met the man sitting on the windowsill for the first time, but if Li Qing was here at the moment, he could be identified at a glance. The man was Xiao Du, the receptionist who was thrown into the sea by Li Qing from the speedboat that night on the sea off Xingfa island.

"How many families have you contacted?" Xiao Du lowered the bottle and asked slowly.

Gao Dayong's face suddenly changed: "there is one now."

Xiao Du seemed surprised at Gao Dayong's answer: "only one?"

"The volume of this batch of goods is too large. There are not many buyers who have the strength to eat it all."

"Well." Xiao Du nodded slightly, "which one is it?"

"Mingtaijiang family, they are very interested in this batch of goods, but the price is a little low, so they are still talking."

Xiao Du was silent for a long time.

Seeing that he neither spoke nor left, Gao Dayong couldn't help worrying.

"That..." Gao Dayong opened his mouth, "I will do it as soon as possible. Don't worry, absolutely..."

Xiao Du suddenly stretched out his hand, hooked Gao Dayong's neck and pressed it on the windowsill.

"Hey..." Gao Dayong cried low, his cheeks pale, "brother, brother! Have something to say!"

"I ask you," said Xiao Du calmly, "who sent you back before?"

Gao Dayong has been worried about this. At the moment, he was asked by Xiao Du and immediately replied with a dry smile: "it's a friend."

"Friend?" Xiao Du pinched Gao Dayong's neck and stuck his upper body out of the window, "really?"

A car came slowly from the cross street ahead, and the lights lit up the narrow road downstairs.

Gao Dayong nodded: "really, I'm a good friend who runs a bar."

"Oh." Xiao Du answered softly, put out one foot, hooked Gao Dayong's leg, lifted it up, and then suddenly let go.

"Ah!" Gao Dayong screamed and fell down, slamming on the front cover of the car downstairs.

Wei glanced over his head and looked at the street signs through the yellow street lights. He drove across the cross street and turned the steering wheel into the narrow path.

He can see the residential building with white tiles in front. According to the latest survey results, Dayong, the middleman of the arms trade, lives on the tenth floor of the residential building.

With a gentle sigh of relief, Wei Linlin parked his car on the street.

When he was about to open the door and get off, there was a loud cry over his head, followed by a loud bang. A man slammed on the front cover of the car, then fell to the ground and rolled out all the way.

Wei Lin instinctively shrank back and stretched out two hands to protect his face. With the click sound coming from the ear, the front window burst, and the broken glass flew obliquely and plunged into Wei's hand in front of his face.

A stabbing pain came from the cone heart, and immediately the red blood trickled down the skin.

Returning to his senses, Wei stepped on the door and pulled out the pistol at his waist.

The alarm of nearby vehicles sounded in his ear. Wei Guang rushed to the body in a few steps, lowered his head and glanced at it. His eyes widened in an instant, and his body could not help but tremble.

Gao Dayong lay on his back in the middle of the road, bleeding from his mouth and nose, and died.

Wei Guanglin raised his gun and pointed it upstairs. In the open window on the tenth floor, a dark shadow stayed there quietly without moving.

"Li Qing!" Wei Fang raised his gun and shouted, "I know it's you!"

The shadow upstairs didn't respond. He stood quietly for a while and turned away.

"Stop!" seeing the dark shadow flash away in front of the window, Wei Linlin immediately roared, turned and strode towards the corridor. When he climbed up the tenth floor breathlessly along the artificial stairs and kicked the door open, the house was already empty.

He rushed to the window and looked down with his head out.

A dark figure was standing downstairs, waved to him, and then flashed into the street path.

"Stop!" Wei Lin turned around and hurried after him. Standing on the street full of onlookers, his eyes swept in all directions, with a deep loss in his eyes.

Gasping for breath, Wei laiping calmed down, took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed a phone number: "Hello, this is Wei laiping."

"Bring the medical examiner here. Gao Dayong is dead..."

At 3 a.m., the meeting room of Mingtai police station.

"The victim Gao Dayong, nicknamed Dayong, male, 34 years old, unmarried, a native of Mingtai. Before his death, he was a small leader of the local gang and engaged in illegal acts as an arms broker all year round."

"The cause of the victim's death was a skull rupture caused by a high-altitude fall. He died instantly. The death process was quite simple. We investigated the scene. There was no light on in the house and no trace of violence. It should be an acquaintance who committed the crime."

"The deceased was wearing a pair of slippers. He should have been pushed downstairs in a very relaxed situation, which also confirmed the possibility of an acquaintance committing a crime from one side."

"We found an empty cup and two beer bottles at the scene. The beer in the bottle has not been drunk. The technical department has extracted fingerprints from the glass and beer bottles, some of which belong to the victims, and the other part should belong to the suspect."

"The people around have been investigated. A woman working in a nearby hotel provided clues. She found a handsome young man wandering downstairs at seven o'clock that night. Her behavior was a little strange."

"Very handsome?" Wei Lin narrowed his eyes slightly, squeezed the cigarette into the ashtray, got up and pulled the coat on the back of the chair, "follow me to catch people."

The rest of the meeting looked up and looked at Wei in amazement.

Wei Guanglin put on his coat, looked around the room for a week, and then said word by word: "Lushui villa, Li Qing."

At this moment, everyone's face in the conference room can be described as "wonderful". This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.