"The salary of Kuang Xiaoqin is not clear about the ordinary staff of Kaiye Foreign Company." Yamashita Hitohata said, "However, my subordinates speculate that since Kuang Xiaoqin is a related household who was arranged to earn a salary in the foreign company, her salary will not be small."
Sugita Mishiro nodded without comment.
"Do those employees of Kaiye Foreign Company know who is behind Kuang Xiaoqin?" asked Sugita Mishiro.
"It should be unclear." Yamashita Hitohata shook his head, "Although those people would have some discussions, our people did not listen to them mention the process of Qianfan."
"What's the nature of this Kuang Xiaoqin?" asked Sugita Mishiro.
If Kuang Xiaoqin is a person with a striking personality, then it would be a bit abnormal for this woman to hide her backer and relationships so well.
"I don't know." Yamashita Renhara said, "None of them have seen Kuang Xiaoqin, and have never had contact with this woman, let alone know Kuang Xiaoqin's nature."
"It seems that Kuang Xiaoqin is even more mysterious than we imagined." Sugida Mishiro said in contemplation.
"Look at Kuang Xiaoqin." He said to Hitohara Yamashita, "Look at if there is anything unusual about this woman."
"Hayi."
"Also, find a way to take a picture of this woman." Sugita Mishiro said.
"Hayi." Yamashita Renhara said, "We can disguise ourselves as journalists and tourists, and let this woman enter the camera without Kuang Xiaoqin's knowledge."
"I don't care about what to do," said Sugita Mishiro, "What I want is the result."
He said with a serious expression, "In addition, remember not to alarm Kuang Xiaoqin."
He is now becoming more and more interested in this mysterious woman.
"Hayi."
...
Lao Huang and Forensic Doctor Liu parted and left Xi'ansi Road, but did not immediately return to the central police station on Xuehuali Road.
About three quarters of an hour later, Huang appeared
Lao Qiu lives in Yuheli on Hard Road.
Yuheli's name sounds very good, but it is actually broken here.
The alley can be said to be old and narrow, just like many crowded alleys. There is also a bamboo pole across the eaves on both sides of the Yuheli alley.
All kinds of things were hung on the bamboo pole.
Woman's panties.
Men's shorts.
Baby's diapers.
Ripped socks.
Patched clothes and pants.
Scrubbed shoes can also be seen in sporadic situations.
The most important thing is that these hanging items are basically not wrung out, and are dripping wet down at this time.
When Lao Huang looked up, a drip of water from a shorts fell into his mouth. Lao Huang spat and quickly lowered his head to walk.
He just walked all the way, dripping water from his head.
When he arrived at the door of the house, Lao Huang's hair was completely wet with dripping water.
...
"Small ball, small ball." Old Huang yelled by slamming the door.
The door opened, revealing a young man's face, and the young man yawned, "Uncle Huang, what gust of wind has blown you? What are the cares for you?"
Before Lao Huang could speak, he heard someone coming from the door. It was a little old lady who was hitting a basin with a stick in her hand, making a thud noise.
But it was the old lady who came to urge the rent.
"You won't be able to make money like this." Old Huang glanced at the old lady, "You should go in and throw out all his luggage. If it doesn't work, you'll have a dog to bite him."
"Little ball can hit people." The old lady said embarrassedly, "I can't afford to raise a dog."
As he said that, the little old lady was about to continue knocking on the basin.
"How much rent does he owe you?" Lao Huang asked.
"Twenty-five dollars." The old lady said quickly.
"Five dollars, do you want it?" Lao Huang took out five dollars and asked in his hand.
The little old lady was obviously hesitant, and she subconsciously looked at Xiaoqiu.
Xiaoqiu covered his face and touched his ears.
"Don't, then you'll have nothing to spend on five dollars." Old Huang said.
"Yes, yes, yes." The little old lady snatched five dollars, put down the hammer and washbasin, and walked away like a flying old lady, who was sixty or seventy years old.
...
"Uncle Huang, how did you see it?" Xiaoqiu pulled over a chair, wiped it with a towel, and said to Lao Huang.
"How could it be so coincidental? I just came to ask you for rent?" Old Huang sat down, lit a cigarette, took a few sips in a row, and said.
"And, who is so civilized to collect rent? Why don't you knock on your head with a stick?" Old Huang sneered and said.
"Is it so obvious?" Xiaoqiu smiled embarrassedly.
Old Huang snorted coldly and glanced at the door.
Xiaoqiu's face turned redder when he saw the hammer and washbasin on the ground, "This, Aunt Jia's work is too unreliable."
As he said that, he looked at Lao Huang and said, "Don't you borrow money from Uncle Huang every time? How embarrassed, so he thought about changing his tricks..."
"Yes, I won't borrow money anymore." Old Huang nodded, "I changed to cheating money."
"Uncle Huang, what you said is so sad." Xiaoqiu directly picked up the cigarette box that Lao Huang put on the table, took a cigarette and put it in his mouth, lit a foreign fire, and took a breath of joy, as if he was planning to put the cigarette box into his pocket, but when he saw Lao Huang's smile, he still didn't dare to put the cigarette box back on the table, but it was closer to him. It seemed that in this way, the ownership of the cigarette would change.
"Okay, take it." Old Huang said angrily.
"That's so embarrassing." Xiaoqiu said with a smile, licking his face, but his subordinates quickly stuffed half of the cigarette into his pocket. "Uncle Huang, tell me, what's wrong with Xiaoqiu, just give me instructions, Xiaoqiu will do it for you immediately."
...
"Do you know how to use the Lu Clinic on Xi'ans Road?" said Lao Huang.
"I know." Xiaoqiu nodded, "I've also consulted Dr. Lu. Although Dr. Lu was stingy, he was really capable."
"Please help me find out where Dr. Lu has gone." Old Huang said.
Xiaoqiu looked at Lao Huang, "What? That old boy dared to offend Uncle Huang?"
"Just as long as you say Uncle Huang, you said," Xiaoqiu said with a slap in his chest, "I will never say anything about whether to throw a dead mouse at Lu's clinic or throw feces."
"You can't stop doing these things that are not in the process?" Old Huang glared at Xiaoqiu, "What a dead mouse, the one who splashed feces, is simply embarrassing."
"That's not what you said before." Xiaoqiu said aggrievedly, "and praised me for being able to do things."
"Shut up." Old Huang glared at Xiaoqiu and said unhappy, "You have taken me into the ditch. Who said that Lu Mingbo offended me?"
"Didn't you say you want to find out where Dr. Lu went?" Xiaoqiu said, and then he looked at Lao Huang and showed a meaningful smile, "Then has Dr. Lu gone to the distant clinic?"
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