Li Qing and Su Xiaomei stood outside the theater and looked at each other when they heard the violent commotion inside.
After a while, Hu Meng, the bodyguard under Qian liming, ran out first, panting.
"Well done." Li Qing patted Hu Meng on the shoulder and said in a deep voice, "go outside and get the car ready."
"Yes." Hu Meng nodded, carrying the lady's bag in his hand, turned and ran out quickly.
Then Mick also ran out, also rude: "tired... Tired to death..."
Li Qing asked, "where are the things?"
Mick opened her small white hand and a fine bronze pocket watch stood out in the palm.
"Beautiful." Li Qing winked at Su Xiaomei, "someone is coming soon. Act as planned."
"HMM." Su Xiaomei answered softly, took the pocket watch from Mike's hand, and then dragged her around the corridor and walked towards the backstage.
At the moment, in a room backstage, there are watch repairmen and computer technicians waiting there. They have already made sufficient preparations for data replication.
Li Qing was alone outside the door. He pressed his hat, pulled out a cigarette from his pocket and stood quietly by the window in the corridor.
As soon as he took out the lighter, two theater security guards ran out, stood in the corridor and looked around, then stared at Li Qing's back and asked, "man, do you see the two people who just ran out?"
"The girl chased the man downstairs." Li Qing pointed to the stairs and said casually.
"Thanks." two security guards stepped up and one of them stopped at the entrance of the stairs. "Hey! Man, you can't smoke here."
"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm addicted to smoking." Li Qing smiled embarrassed and put the lighter and cigarette into his pocket again.
The security guard was in a hurry to chase people, so he didn't say anything more and went downstairs directly.
Li Qing turned and looked into the theater. The noise had gradually calmed down. The actors on the stage continued to perform without too much interference because of this episode.
He waited outside the door for two or three minutes, and Su Xiaomei returned.
Li Qing turned around and stretched out a hand. Su Xiaomei wiped from him, handed the pocket watch to him by the way, and then went downstairs quietly.
His eyes sank slightly. Li Qing raised his hand and pulled down the brim of his hat, and then walked into the theater.
Like an audience who went to the bathroom on the way, he bent over from the auditorium, then sat down in the empty seat not too far from the middle of the fourth row, and stared brightly at the back of Jiang Yuanzhou's head.
After waiting quietly for more than 20 minutes, Jiang Yuanzhou suddenly felt like lice, and his hands groped on his body.
The bodyguard in the back approached carefully: "old Sir, are you uncomfortable?"
Jiang Yuanzhou suddenly stood up straight and his cheeks were blue: "I lost my pocket watch!"
The bodyguard looked surprised: "what?"
"Look! Look!" Jiang Yuanzhou roared with gnashing teeth, looking anxious.
"Yes." several bodyguards nodded repeatedly, then all got up, "go and turn on the lights in the theater! See if they fell to the ground!"
The whole theater fell into chaos again, and the actors on the stage had to stop again to listen to the buzzing sound under the stage.
Taking advantage of the confusion, Li Qing bent down slightly and threw the pocket watch under his seat to Jiang Yuanzhou. Then he squeezed through the noisy crowd and left the theater.
"Old Sir, I found it!" a bodyguard suddenly straightened up from under the seat, holding the pocket watch in his hand, shouting excitedly on his face.
"Give it to me! Give it to me!" Jiang Yuanzhou rushed to the bodyguard, grabbed his pocket watch and checked it carefully. He breathed a sigh of relief after he found no abnormality.
"It should be that the girl just ran over and knocked it off the ground." Jiang Yuanzhou thought silently, no doubt he
Li Qing went out of the Mingtai Grand Theater, opened the door and sat in the car already waiting outside.
He turned his head and looked at the back row, stared at Mick, and showed a touch of surprise: "why haven't you left yet?"
Su Xiaomei said, "I asked the fierce son to send her away, but Mick said she wanted to thank you face to face."
Li Qing took off his hat and gently pulled at the corners of his mouth: "what can I thank you for? Isn't this a deal?"
Mikebe bit her red lips with her teeth. "Thank you, Mr. Li. This money is very important to me."
"Money is important to everyone." Li Qing turned to the driver and said, "drive. Go to Mingtai Academy of fine arts first and take her back to school."
The driver started the car. Li Qing took off his glasses and asked faintly, "what materials have you got?"
Su Xiaomei handed the tablet to Li Qing and answered softly, "there is a built-in memory chip in Jiang Yuanzhou's pocket watch. The content is very rich. See for yourself."
"Oh?" Li Qing raised her eyebrows, slid her fingers on the tablet, and glanced at the copied materials. The copied contents include not only current accounts, but also Jiang Yuanzhou's posthumous will.
"Zhong Ruoxi, as long as the arms sales list of the Jiang family is enough, let's go back and sort it out." Li Qing quite satisfied Yang Yang's tablet computer, "just these materials can send Jiang Yuanzhou to life imprisonment."
Su Xiaomei whispered, "it's really dangerous. If he uses the positioning alarm, we won't have a chance today."
Li Qing nodded approvingly: "after all, Jiang Yuanzhou is a figure of the older generation. It's not easy for him to think of using memory. But even so, he can't escape the shackles of thinking. In order to be at ease, he'd rather take important information with him. If he can lock these things into the safe in the secret room, our chances are slim."
Su Xiaomei turned and asked, "the inspector's office only asked for these materials, but didn't mention when to deal with the Jiang family?"
Li Qing smiled and shook his head: "the existence of the Jiang family is of greater significance. It's not time to clean up Jiang Yuanzhou. As long as there is this family, we can go fishing all the time. If not, the fish will flee everywhere, get into the mud and can't find it."
Dozens of minutes later, the driver parked outside the Mingtai art academy.
"That's it." Li Qing turned in the co pilot's seat and looked at Mick with a smile. "This should be the last time we met. I won't bother you again. Work hard. A good girl like you deserves a better life."
Miko put his hand into his pocket, took out a picture, smiled and handed it to Li Qing: "Mr. Li, give back the picture of your wife and son this time."
"Thank you." Li Qing took the photo and looked at it. Lin Qiuqiu in the photo was still smiling and charming.
"Good bye, Mr. Li and sister Mei." Mick's lips flashed a faint radian, pushed open the door and got out of the car.
The girl's thin back went farther and farther in Li Qing's sight, and finally disappeared at the school gate of Mingtai Academy of fine arts.
Li Qing sighed slightly: "what a good girl."
Su Xiaomei blinked: "Lao Qian said more than once that it would be of great use if she could stay."
"Lao Qian is right, but we can't be so selfish. She should have a better life. It's unfair to bind her with our troubles." Li Qing took back her eyes from the window and told the driver lightly, "let's go back to Lushui villa."
When the car started, Li Qing put down his seat, reclined in the co driver's seat and gently closed his eyes. After a while, he suddenly opened his mouth slowly: "Xiaomei, you too."
"Hmm?" Su Xiaomei couldn't help but be stunned. "What's the same?"
"You should also have a better life." Li Qing said faintly, "you should follow the sun, not take root in the dark. I asked you out from Yang Xun, not only don't want you to return to Jinmen, but also don't want you to stay with me. You should be free for so many years."
Su Xiaomei was silent for a long time, pursed her small mouth and whispered softly, "what are you talking about? It's messy and literary..."
"Think about it." Li Qing moved her body, turned her head and stopped talking.
When Li Qing and Su Xiaomei returned to Lushui villa, the bodyguard had brought people back first.
The two men walked into the living room. Qian Liming greeted them with a few glasses of red wine: "come on, things are so smooth that we have to celebrate."
With a smile, Li Qing picked up two glasses of red wine, handed Su Xiaomei a glass, and then said to Qian liming, "your bodyguards performed very well. Don't forget to reward them."
"Don't worry, my old Qian will never treat meritorious officials badly." Qian Liming put the tray on the table and looked behind Li Qing, "where's Xiaoke?"
Li Qing lightly replied: "the matter is finished. Of course, she has been sent back to school."
"You just let her go?"
"Yes."
"Alas, what a pity, what a pity." Qian Liming sighed repeatedly, picked up a glass of red wine alone, and killed himself without clinking a glass with others.
Li Qing smiled, touched Su Xiaomei with her glass, and immediately drank it up.
"Let's have dinner first." Li Qing put down his empty glass and said, "after dinner, you two take time and help me sort out the information."
Qian Liming waved again and again: "forget it. You're too involved in these things. I'm not interested."
"Are you uninterested or lazy?"
"Hey, brother, you know it well. Don't be so clear." Qian Liming grinned. "I have no time for a beautiful girl tonight. Otherwise, I'll find some secretaries for you?"
"No, I can't trust you to give such an important thing to others. If you don't help me," Li Qing turned to look at Su Xiaomei. "What about you?"
"I'm going to Qianmen port to see my brother. You've sent him out for several days."
"All right." Li Qing sighed decadent, "I'll do it myself."
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