The two of them chose a seat in the corner and sat down. There were not many people here, so it was easier to talk. After all, Zhuo Yifan didn't want his conversation with Olini to be overheard by irrelevant people.
As soon as the two of them sat down, Zhuo Yifan's cell phone rang. He looked at the call and saw that it was Ryan calling. Maybe he was anxious because there had been no news for so long since he came out!
After answering the phone, Zhuo Yifan asked with a smile: "Is there something wrong?"
"How are you doing over there? When can you come back?" Ryan asked directly.
"I was just about to come back when I happened to meet an old friend and planned to chat with him for a while. I'll be right back in a few minutes!" Zhuo Yifan explained calmly.
"I thought you went to look for clues alone." Ryan said angrily.
"How could it be? By the way, has Angel found anything?" Zhuo Yifan chuckled, and then asked with a change of subject. When asking this question, his eyes subconsciously looked at Olini opposite.
He wasn't afraid that the old guy would hear some secrets, since he couldn't figure out the reason anyway. But the worried look on the old guy's face made him have the urge to laugh.
"Not yet! The car is completely missing as if it had never appeared before. Maybe your guess is right, the driver may have been silenced!" Ryan explained somewhat depressedly.
"It doesn't matter. If one road doesn't work, let's take another road. There will always be a road that will work!" Zhuo Yifan chuckled disapprovingly.
"Did you find any clues?" After hearing this, Ryan couldn't help but feel excited, and asked excitedly.
"That's about it. I'll tell you when I get back. Now I want to catch up with my old friends. Hang up now!" Zhuo Yifan said and hung up the phone directly.
Putting away his phone, Zhuo Yifan stared at Olini with a smile and asked lightly: "I wonder why Mr. Olini appeared on the streets of London today? Did your mafia send you to London? Or did you say that?
Are you here for vacation?"
When Olini heard this, he looked a little embarrassed and smiled bitterly: "Mr. Zhuo really knows how to joke. It's just a coincidence!"
"What a coincidence? London is not very peaceful these days! Mr. Olini needs to be careful. If he is injured by a terrorist, it will be very uneconomical. Why do you go out with these bodyguards?"
Zhuo Yifan asked with great concern.
"Mr. Zhuo, you also know that I am just a small boss in the mafia. Even the status of Fengshen is higher than mine, how many powerful characters can I have around me? And I am just a small person, there will be no one
Those who are interested in me. These bodyguards following me are just pretending!" Olini explained with a wry smile.
"So that's it. But I'm even more curious, how did you, a little guy, get to know that Chinese young man just now? Is it just a chance encounter? Just a coincidence?" Zhuo Yifan nodded, and then asked in a different direction.
When Olini heard this, his face suddenly darkened. What he was most worried about had happened. Zhuo Yifan indeed saw himself with that man, and things were not going well now.
"What? It's hard to say? Still don't want to say it?" Zhuo Yifan stared at Olini with his eyes. Seeing that he didn't speak, he immediately asked with a sneer.