Chapter 1667: Killing, no one is rich without windfall
Today is the happiest and happiest day that Xu Banxia has spent since coming to Tsarist Russia. It is rare that she no longer thinks about scrap steel and business, but only thinks about accompanying Zhou Chen.
She conveyed all her enthusiasm to Zhou Chen, as if she was venting her unwillingness during this period. Zhou Chen also responded to her enthusiastically, comforting her physically and mentally...
After a long time, the wind stopped and the rain stopped.
Zhou Chen and Xu Banxia hugged each other and leaned against the bed. Xu Banxia took Zhou Chen's right hand and held it with his left hand, holding their fingers together with a happy smile on his face, looking lazy and comfortable.
"I still remember the first time we met, it was at the International Steel Fair in Luzhou. I drank too much, but you helped me, and I even vomited all over you."
"Not only did he vomit all over me, he also looked at me naked."
"hehe."
Xu Banxia was very happy when she thought about the scene that night. Who would have thought that such a thing would happen.
"At that time, I really never thought that we would have such a fate. Do you think it was a fate determined by God?"
Zhou Chen gently hugged her tightly and said softly: "Of course, from that moment on, our fate was destined. Xu Banxia will be stuck with Zhou Chen for the rest of his life."
Xu Banxia also hugged Zhou Chen vigorously, enjoying the intimacy and affection. The two just leaned together, feeling each other's temperature and heartbeat, and enjoying the tranquility of this moment.
But the quiet moment did not last long. Soon, the body temperature of the two people rose again. Amidst Xu Banxia's exclamations, Zhou Chen turned over again...
The next day, Zhou Chen and Xu Banxia were refreshed, put on their clothes, hats and scarves, and went out together.
They were going to the steel mill today to inquire about scrap steel. Xu Banxia had already checked out several steel mills in the city in the past few days, and then took Zhou Chen there one by one.
But it's a pity that even though Zhou Chen can speak Russian, they are still unwilling to let them in for talks. They can't even get through the gate, let alone find the person in charge. They only entered the factory once, but when they heard that they wanted to buy 10,000 tons
Scrap Steel's expression changed on the spot, and then he stopped talking and kicked them out.
At the end of the day, Xu Banxia was very discouraged.
"Does it seem like it's really impossible? Is the only way I can go back home?"
Zhou Chen consoled him: "Don't be so pessimistic. Just stay a few more days. Maybe there will be a chance for a turnaround. You can rest in the hotel tomorrow and I will go out alone to see the situation. Maybe there will be other ways."
"Are you alone? No, I'd better go with you."
"Don't worry, I can speak Russian, and I majored in international trade. Although I'm not from the steel industry, in terms of experience abroad, I'm more experienced than you, and it's easier for me to do things alone."
"Can."
"Stop it, trust me, you have no other choice now, right?"
Xu Banxia remained silent. Yes, she really had no other choice now, so she could only choose to believe Zhou Chen.
Back in the room, Zhou Chen took out the brush and paper.
"Ban Xia, do you still remember the faces of those liars who deceived you? Please describe them to me and I will try to see if I can draw them."
"Draw it? Zhou Chen, can you still draw?"
Xu Banxia looked surprised, and Zhou Chen said with a smile: "Let's put it this way, if I become a painter, I will definitely become a famous painter in a few decades."
Xu Banxia was hesitant, and according to what Zhou Chen said, he began to recall the appearance and characteristics of the man who had deceived them.
Zhou Chen showed off his painting skills under Xu Banxia's description, and then started painting stroke by stroke based on his understanding of the human body's facial features.
After drawing more than a dozen pieces of paper and changing it many times, an hour later, Xu Banxia looked at Zhou Chen's final draft and screamed in surprise.
"That's him, that's what he looks like. Zhou Chen, the painting you drew is at least eighty-nine percent similar to him. It's so similar."
Xu Banxia really couldn't believe that Zhou Chen could really restore such a similar portrait just by relying on the memory in her mind. It was definitely not how good she described it, but how good Zhou Chen's painting was.
"Are you still questioning my painting skills now?"
Xu Banxia shook her head like a rattle, put her hands around Zhou Chen's neck, and sat directly on Zhou Chen's lap, revealing a delicate look that was completely different from her usual strong woman aura.
"I know, you are the best."
Zhou Chen held the back of her head and kissed her lips.
"Are you interested in letting me draw you a picture?"
"Would you like to draw it for me?"
"Yes, it's just a simple sketch."
"OK."
Of course Xu Banxia readily agreed. Growing up, there were not many opportunities to be exposed to painting, let alone someone painting for her. She had never been exposed to it.
Zhou Chen drew very carefully and conscientiously, but with a real person in front of him, he drew very quickly. After a while, a fresh sketch was produced.
Although it is just a simple sketch, you can still tell at a glance that the one painted on it is Xu Banxia. Xu Banxia is holding it in his hand happily, and he cannot get enough of it.
Xu Banxia, ​​who was so excited, rewarded Zhou Chen so hard when he was sleeping that when Zhou Chen got up the next day, she had not yet woken up.
Zhou Chen left a note for her on the bedside and then went out.
In Tsarist Russia, if you want to find someone, the police department is not necessarily reliable, because you are just a foreigner, and the local police will not do their best. Even if the embassy intervenes, it will not put much pressure on the local police.
The current regime in Tsarist Russia is very special. If he wanted to find his target in this strange city as soon as possible, Zhou Chen first thought of only one method.
That is to rely on local forces, and it is best to use local forces. The most powerful one is undoubtedly the gang force, the Tsarist Russian mafia, which is world-famous.
If it were Zhou Chen who had just traveled through time a few times, he would never want to provoke such gang forces unless he had to. But now, in this world without extraordinary beings, he is extraordinary, so he is not afraid of these forces at all.
There is no pressure to use them.
In the next two days, Zhou Chen spent his time inquiring about information and looking for a suitable target.
Late at night, in a baroque-style single-family building, Pavvich is the leader of a local gang in Moscow. He has dozens of subordinates who are engaged in various illegal industries. Today he just completed a transaction.
After making a lot of money, I took my younger brothers back home, opened a few bottles of liquor, and started partying.
The group of people became drunk while drinking and staggered around. Pavvich also staggered back to his room, fell on the bed and fell asleep.
I don't know how much time passed, but Pavvich felt anxious and sat up from the bed in a daze. But when he opened his eyes and looked ahead, a sudden cold air came out of his back.
"who?"
What answered him was a gun, and the muzzle of the gun was pressed against his forehead, and he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.
"What do you want to do? If you want money, I can give it to you. The money is all in my pocket..."
Being pointed at a gun, he did not dare to move at all. He could only beg for mercy and looked nervously at the figure in front of him, but the figure in front of him was wearing a hat. In the darkness, the brim of the hat obscured his face, so he could not see clearly what he looked like.
"I don't want money, Pavvich, I want you to find someone for me."
After saying that, a piece of drawing paper fell on Pavvich's bed, and he took it carefully. Because the light was dim, he couldn't see clearly at all, and he didn't dare to make any big moves.
"Okay, I'll help you find him. As long as you let me go, I promise to find him."
The muzzle of the gun was suddenly put away, and Pavvich breathed a sigh of relief, and did not dare to move casually.
"Don't worry, I won't let your work go in vain. Find this person and give you a hundred thousand dollars. This is the deposit."
In Pavvich's astonished eyes, a wad of money was thrown in front of him. He took it in and saw that it turned out to be a beautiful knife. He suddenly beamed with joy.
Although this person came suddenly and the process was very unfriendly, for Mei Dao's sake, everything was fine.
"Find this person, bring him over, and hang a red cloth in front of your house. I will come to you then, and I will give you the balance. But if you play tricks on me, I can appear like this once,
It can also happen a second time.”
Pavvich was now the fish on the chopping block. Of course he did not dare to resist, not to mention that there was money to be gained. He nodded repeatedly to express his understanding.
Then, before he could see clearly what was going on, the other party left his room and jumped down from the third floor. He rushed to the window and looked down, but did not see the other party.
Four days later, a red cloth was hung in front of the door of the Baroque building.
At night, Zhou Chen saw that Xu Banxia was already asleep, so he quietly got up, got dressed, and left the room.
It was still the same room as four days ago. Zhou Chen didn't climb through the window this time, but knocked on the door directly.
"Dong dong."
As soon as the door opened, several guns were pointed at Zhou Chen, but Zhou Chen's expression remained unchanged and he walked in very calmly. He looked at Pavvich who was sitting on the chair with a cold look, and then also looked to the side.
The Chinese man who was tied up looked like the person he was looking for.
"Chinese, are you that person that night?" Pavvich stood up and looked at Zhou Chen with a ferocious face, his eyes were very unkind.
"It's me."
To be continued...