Regarding Jing Chongwen, Mr. Huo seemed to have a lot to say. He was reserved at first, but after a few glasses of sorghum wine, the conversation started to open up.

"This kid is the most mysterious person in this antique market. He has a withdrawn personality. At first, many people didn't like him, and some people provoked him. Later, several things happened. No one dared to provoke him anymore, and he will not provoke him easily.

Others, over time, become a weirdo in this market."

Huamao didn't directly ask what happened, but quietly refilled the wine glass. Mr. Huo took two sips and then continued talking.

"It was probably five or six years ago, when his shop was just getting popular. A beggar-like man came to the market. He wandered around the market for two days without saying a word or entering any shop.

Everyone who saw him thought he was a fool. Unexpectedly, on the third day, he spread a dirty-looking oilcloth in the middle of the main street in the center of the market, and then placed an ancient bronze sword on it.

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"No one paid attention at first. It was not until the afternoon that I recognized that the ancient sword was a bronze from the Warring States Period. It was definitely authentic. There is a general rule in the antique industry, that is, the more well-dressed a person is, the more likely he is a liar.

On the contrary, the more sloppy the things in the hands of people, the more likely they are to be genuine. For a time, the antique city exploded, and it almost became an auction site."

"The most powerful ones at that time were the Qian brothers. The two of them not only played antiques, but also did some demolition work. They were equivalent to half of the underworld. So I thought it was the two brothers who succeeded in the end, but the ending was beyond all expectations.

To everyone’s surprise, Jiang Chongwen actually bought the ancient sword for 100,000 yuan more than the money offered by the Qian brothers.”

"Being taken advantage of by a foreigner, the Qian brothers felt greatly insulted and went to his shop from time to time to provoke him. Jing Chongwen couldn't bear the disturbance and closed the shop. The two brothers threatened to kill him as long as he didn't get out.

, this Magic City Antique Market is their world.”

"Unexpectedly, Jing Chongwen's Wenxuan antique store continued to open for business after being closed for only three days, and the Qian brothers were not seen provoking in his store. The most terrifying thing is that after about seven or eight days, someone came in

The bodies of the Qian brothers were found behind a nearby mountain, hanging from tree branches. The police investigated and said it was suicide."

"How could people like the Qian brothers commit suicide? This matter has been talked about countless times in private by Taoist priests. Some people say it is a coincidence, and some people conclude that Jing Chongwen killed the brothers. I don't know how many rumors have been spread.

A version, but it doesn’t seem to have affected Jing Chongwen, a foreigner, at all.”

Gao Jun couldn't help but shuddered and said, "Second Master, why have I never heard of this?"

"Because you are not a Taoist, there are still many things in this market that you don't know!"

Gao Jun complimented with a smile on his face: "How about you be the second master!"

Huamao was speechless and asked cautiously: "Second Master, doesn't Jing Chongwen have any family members?"

"No, I've always been alone. It's possible that we don't know. Young man, you...could you be a secret agent of the police station?"

As soon as these words came out, Gao Jun was also stunned. Yes, was he a secret agent of the police station? Why had he never thought about this before?

Huamao chuckled, "Second Master, do you think I look like someone from the police station?"

Mr. Huo looked at him carefully a few more times, "It's not like that. How can anyone in the police station have a hairstyle like yours? But you do look a bit like a spy... Young man, be careful. Some people look like they're standing tall."

On the countertop, my feet are actually always stepping on a dark place. If you don't provoke him, it will be a big deal. If you touch him, you will be bitten off a piece of meat."

Huamao clasped his hands in his fists and said, "Second Master, thank you!"

Mr. Huo nodded, "Let's go. Don't come to me if it's nothing important. I'm old. I just want to drink and play chess. I don't care about worldly affairs."

"Yes, Second Master."

The two said goodbye politely and returned to the car. Gao Jun sighed and said: "Brother, this sounds scary. I only knew that this guy was a bit unfathomable before. No one thought that such a thing could happen..."

"What? Are you scared?"

Gao Jun glanced at his neck and said, "Who said I'm scared? You're not afraid of someone with status and status like you. I'm a barefoot person and I'm not afraid of anything!"

Huamao smiled and said, "Let's go home and take a look in the next two days. Maybe the old man's anger has dissipated long ago. You can buy some things to show your respect to him. Everything will be fine. Isn't it easy to have a father who cares about you?"

"Go back after you finish your work!"

Huamao sighed and said: "No wonder I had to see this guy go out. It turns out he went through the back door. I have business to do now."

At about seven o'clock in the evening the next day, a figure walked out of a secret door next to the public toilet. This place actually looked completely different from the Wenxuan antique store. There must have been winding aisles inside.

The man had deliberately dressed up, but the cat could tell that it was Jing Chongwen just from his back and walking posture.

"Brother, follow me?"

"Follow me farther away!" Huamao said and got out of the car.

At this time, Gao Jun felt like he had become an agent. He still got three hundred yuan on the crucial day, which was great.

Jing Chongwen walked out of the antique market and got into an inconspicuous Volkswagen Golf parked on the roadside. Judging from the posture of the car, there was no one else in the car.

There just happened to be a taxi waiting for customers on the roadside. Huamao got directly into the back seat, tossed two hundred-dollar bills to the driver and said, "Master, follow the Golf in front of you."

"okay"

Jing Chongwen didn't drive very fast, so he probably didn't realize that someone was following him. Huamao didn't get into Gao Jun's Volkswagen because he was afraid that he would recognize it. After all, the car had been parked in front of his door for several days.

I looked back and saw Gao Jun following behind, not too far but not too close.

Huamao sent him a WeChat message: "No matter where you park, you must keep a distance of tens of meters."

The Golf drove for more than half an hour and finally stopped on a commercial street that looked bright and bustling.

On the way, Huamao kept looking at the map on his mobile phone and recorded the route along the way.

When getting off the bus, the driver said casually: "This is a bar street with rich entertainment programs..."

Tracking on foot is the tabby cat's absolute strength. It is fast, silent, and as agile as a cat. And he has roughly guessed that he will come to this kind of situation. After all, for a single man, finding some comfort is an inevitable option, so he has already changed

I put on a high-end casual outfit and paired it with sunglasses, which is quite suitable for the occasion.

In front of me is a nightclub called Dayang Nightclub. Although the name sounds ordinary, it looks very large, even bigger than the Dynasty Bar.

Huamao followed Jing Chongwen in. On the first floor was a performance hall with soft music playing. There were two girls on the stage making various enchanting movements to the music.

As soon as he entered the door, a waiter came over and asked him what he wanted. Huamao knew that this kind of nightclub must have a minimum consumption, so he ordered a few bottles of beer at will, but did not drink it.

As soon as Jing Chongwen entered the door, he was greeted by a uniformed manager who looked like an old acquaintance. His actions and demeanor did not look like receiving a guest, but more like a spy contact.

Huamao expected that he would find a foreign girl here. After all, this is very common in Shanghai. There were several foreign faces downstairs just now.

What he never expected was that the waiter just handed him a small plastic bag and left. Then Jing Chongwen also turned around and left the nightclub.

What kind of trouble is this? Did he come to the nightclub not to have fun but to pick up something?

It looked like this. After leaving the nightclub, Jing Chongwen got into the car again and continued to drive forward.

Huamao was not so lucky to get a taxi quickly this time, so he had to wave his hand and let Gao Jun drive up to follow him.

Jing Chongwen in front probably didn't notice anything and drove slowly and leisurely.

"Brother, what is this kid doing? He came out within ten minutes of going to the nightclub?" Gao Jun asked.

"Who knows, someone handed him a package and it came out."

"What kind of information is it? Or money, that's how it's shown on TV."

Huamao thought for a while and said, "It should be money. Cash cannot be found in transaction records, so it is the safest."

The mobile phone navigation showed that we had now arrived at the outskirts of the city. In front of us was an area of ​​single-family villas. Seeing the Golf parked at the door of a villa, Jing Chongwen got out of the car.

At this time, Huamao and the others were still dozens of meters away from the villa.

"Gao Jun, don't turn off the car, wait for me here." After Hua Mao said, he took off his coat, which was a black T-shirt. He took out a black silk scarf and covered his face. Then he opened the car door and got out of the car, bending down and hurriedly

Run towards the back of the villa.

Gao Jun was surprised by the next scene. The black cat climbed up the drainage pipe of the villa like a real black cat, and reached the second floor in an instant.

The tabby cat climbing on the wall slowly moved to the room where the lights were turned on, and carefully looked into the room. The beautiful scenery in the room almost made him scream.

A foreign girl with a hot body and Jing Chongwen had already rolled onto the large bed. In a short while, clothes were thrown all over the floor. There was a sound that made people blush. The cat's blood was so excited that he didn't dare to move. He was really worried that he might suffer internal injuries.

Come.

Fortunately, Najing Chongwen's stamina was really running low, and he finished his confession in less than five minutes. The woman was obviously not satisfied, and she cursed in a low voice in broken Xia Guo dialect: "Trash"

The tabby cat couldn't help but smile softly.

Jing Chongwen was a little annoyed, grabbed the woman's chin and asked: "I give you so much money every month, aren't you satisfied?"

"If you weren't working for Bald Eagle, I wouldn't serve you! It's all because of that old guy Francis!"

Huamao was shocked when these words came out. It has been more than half a month since he came to the Magic City, and he finally got some useful information.

There was a loud slap in the house, and Jing Chongwen gritted his teeth and cursed: "Bitch!"

Then there was the sound of getting dressed, then opening the door and going downstairs.

After driving so long just for these five minutes, I was laughed at in the end. Jing Chongwen really worked hard for foreign girls.

After hearing him drive away, Huamao quietly got off the wall and returned to the car. He took two puffs of cigarette and suddenly realized that the ridicule he had just made towards Jing Chongwen was superficial.

"This guy has been in the Magic City for seven or eight years, and he can still be so cautious. He walked through most of the Magic City just to sleep with a foreign girl for five minutes. He has such patience... he can be considered a semi-advantage."

Gao Jun smiled and said: "Then what makes you a complete master?"
Chapter completed!