Mike rushed to the makeshift office.
Good guy!
There are more people coming to queue today!
Maybe someone was flipped yesterday, but it was confirmed. The people who rushed to the scene today were covered with roads. I don’t know who has alarmed this matter. I dispatched traffic police officers to maintain order, but they were so decent.
Helena, who was so tired that she was so tired that she was so questioning about her life.
She had a dream last night and was interviewing all night, with all kinds of demons and monsters coming to interview.
When I wake up, I have to continue the interview.
No matter how good the acting is, I can't hold it in. Sometimes I drive people straight to the point...
She became the most unsatisfactory interviewer who didn't give others the chance.
As soon as Mike arrived, Helena felt tired and didn't love him. She felt better than her middle finger.
The liar Mike glared at her in a low voice and took away three spider spirits.
Helena stood there in a daze, cursing the liar Mike in a car accident while driving around the river -
The bastard took the driver away with him, and his manpower was reduced by half. The bustling interviewers outside took Helena alive in minutes...
After the liar Mike took away three circles of girls, the driver drove them to the most advanced restaurant for dinner.
Sweet words, luxury cars.
Young playboy, rich.
Mike suddenly found out where Yulanda's cousin held a chaotic party.
Mike was eager to go to the house to confirm the authenticity, and he said nonsense that the spider spirits would go to the station tonight. Each person gave him a tip of 100,000 yuan to make the spider spirits shut up and go home.
Hurry up to the so-called home of the target person - a rustic villa with a yard pool in the suburbs.
Unfortunately, a fat man with big ears and tattoos and gold chains was occupied by him.
The liar Mike waited for an opportunity to act, pretended to be a foreign tourist who passed by by chance, and gave the tip very generously. He stuffed 200,000 yuan in a row. The fat-headed and big-eared tattooed gold chain immediately took out the toothpick from his mouth and responded actively:
The owner of this house was stared at by his boss. The owner was a cowardly Arante man who ran away without paying it back.
The liar Mike said that he wanted to buy this house, which was very consistent with the aesthetics of the Arantes.
So the clever driver, as a translator, complained to the big man about the bad taste of the Arantes and the silly and the traits of a lot of money, and said happily that he would go back and report to the boss, and he would take the owner to the real estate bureau to transfer the property, pay the money and the house at the same time.
Finally, Mike showed his trump card and said that he seemed to have met a bragging man in the cemetery karaoke bar last night. He said that there was a man in the suburbs, and he vaguely described whether the owner of the house was an otaku, a coward with dark brown hair, and a big man with tattoos and gold chains expressed surprise and affirmation.
Mike smiled evilly and the car went far before he found a shampoo shop, called a girl with heavy makeup, hid in the bathroom and called Carl to report the progress:
"Boss! I found the house that Yulanda bought, but the person was not there and was debt-chasing by the gangster. The local taxi driver said that those people were gang gangsters selling fried noodles and guns. What should I do?"
"Where are you?" Carl warily.
He asked a question when he was afraid that Mike would be held hostage.
"I called a lady in the shampoo shop and hid in the toilet. The woman was kicked out by me. The internet was not very good and I could stop at any time. I'll tell you what to do?"
Mike is really anxious and doesn't even play tricks.
When he was an informant, Carl always told him to pay attention to safety. Mike disagreed and thought that with his peerless intelligence, there was no place that could not be left.
As for the Arant Federation, which has good public security, no one can do anything except Carl himself to arrest people.
But this dead place is not safe at all!
There are dirty business everywhere.
Fried noodles, black gun, slut, and slut...
As cunning as Mike, he may not be able to escape unscathed.
He finally knew why Carl had to work hard to send him over.
This is not a fucking thing for humans!
Yesterday, he saw several guns in the "Airport" karaoke bar and did not dare to use his tongue to inquire about other people. Then he pestered the girl to ask questions, but he had no choice but to lead the girl to launch it.
"Since he was chased by a gangster gang, the target character, a foreigner who is not very smart, must rely on finding cover and support instead of leaving the villa he bought and running away. He was accused of committing crimes in Arante. In Kispo, you have no such concern. You can only integrate into the gang and inquire. Maybe you have joined the gang and may have bribed the gang's protective umbrellas and insiders of the system, but he can't get any way, so he is most likely to rely on other gangster gangs."
Carl analyzed.
"Okay, let the pimp take me to the place where the fried noodles are sold tonight."
Mike's mind was quickly turned and he realized it all at once.
"Well, be careful, wait until you come back, your mother-in-law will be able to have surgery."
Carl couldn't bear it.
Although Mike is a liar who is unkind and hates to the core of the rich, this young man is not completely ruined.
Never deceive legitimate businessmen or ordinary people, but only choose local rich men with bad reputations.
It's more like a revenge and game for society than a pursuit of wealth.
It is also one of the reasons why Carl thinks he still has some savings.
Another reason is that Mike has been resentful and pulling his grandmother’s eyes to get worse and worse. He has been in prison for two years and his mother-in-law is almost gone.
I can only accept the commission from Myth TV station, fight quickly, and get a pen and work hard to get the surgery immediately.
So he kept working hard and couldn't sleep all night. In just four days, he found out the house that Yulanda's cousin bought and possible whereabouts.
With strong ability to do things, he deserves to be the liar that Carl is interested in!
"Oh, I haven't been sleeping for several days. I have to go to the karaoke bar tonight and have a sleep. I hope that woman won't bother me."
Mike relaxed at this time, and was extremely sleepy and talked nonsense.
"Who? Is the assistant assigned by Myth? Is it called Helena? Is it right? After finding Yulanda's cousin, remember what I told you, how can I cheat you back?"
Carl didn't care about Mike's love and hatred for Helena in his tone, but only cared about the target person.
"I said I was IM TV. Yolanda and his parents were worried about him, so they entrusted us to find him. They had a backstage and insiders to protect him and deceive him back. As soon as they entered the country, they would cooperate with you to arrest him. I remember, can't I trust my prince's ability to adapt to the situation?"
Mike started to act like a fool again. Carl nodded, explained other details and prepared plans for handling various emergencies, and finally gave him an emergency contact information.
He is the eldest disciple of the old warrior Wesley. Even if something big happens, this rising star in the fighting world can kill him alone to protect him from death.
Mike was afraid that he would implicate Helena when he went back, so he called her to close the stall, close the office, and leave the apartment, and find another more secret apartment in the name of the taxi uncle.
Then I asked the pimp to take him to the "cemetery" karaoke bar.
Although it was not yet evening, the karaoke bar seemed to open quite early.
As soon as I entered, I was almost wiped by the deafening sound of wiping my eardrums. I was like a deaf man entering the parrot shop and shouted whatever he said.
Chapter completed!