Chapter 226 The skin of the melon has disappeared again
"How do you purchase scraps here?"
A man with a scar on his face got out of the car and asked lazily, but his eyes were looking around the scrapyard.
Another man with a roe-headed head and a rat-like eyes was also looking around with a sly look.
At first glance, they are not here to sell scraps...
"Three yuan a pound of scrap iron, five cents for a beverage bottle, and a piece of scrap plastic..."
Mo Lian said calmly and coldly, like the owner of a junkyard.
"Then do you calculate how much the drinks bottles in my car are worth?"
The scarred man in the lead said impatiently and continued to look around.
"If you buy it in units of cars, consider it as waste plastic... Sanya will weigh it for them."
Mo Lian still said calmly.
"Okay, please drive your car to the scale over there!"
Sanya pointed to the weighing room not far away.
"You actually have a scale in this little buying station?" the scarred man asked doubtfully.
"I transferred the property here and it was built by the previous owner."
Mo Lian explained casually.
"oh..."
The two men had no choice but to reluctantly drive a pickup truck to the scale there to weigh themselves.
They seemed to want Mo Lian and Sanya to count the used bottles in the car to delay the situation and then take a closer look at the scrap collection yard.
Unexpectedly, Mo Lian directly asked them to weigh...
After the weighing was over, Mo Lian gave the money to the two men.
"Your purchasing station... is pretty good!"
The scarred man took the money and pretended to ask casually: "Are you just the three of you here?"
"No, I'm just like you, here to sell scraps..."
Jiang Zhonglou smiled and said: "I came here last night, and it rained heavily, so I stayed at their place for one night...
Where in Jiangcheng do you two collect scraps, and why do you get so close to each other? I know all the people who collect scraps in Jiangcheng!"
"This... we are not from Jiangcheng..." The scarred man said in a daze.
"That's right, we are from Liujia Town in the west. The scrap prices there are low, so we came here to sell them!" The man with a deer head and rat eyes also echoed.
"Oh... Then we can be considered colleagues. We can keep in touch more in the future. Come on, add us on WeChat!"
Jiang Zhonglou smiled and took out his mobile phone.
"Uh... no, we don't come here very often..." The scarred man's expression became unnatural.
"Brother Dao, let's go back quickly, my sister-in-law is still waiting!" said the man with a deer head and rat eyes.
"Yes, we should go."
The two men got in the car and left quickly.
"These two guys... seem weird?"
Even Sanya discovered that there was something wrong with those two men.
Of course, Jiang Zhonglou and Mo Lian could see that these two men were not scrap dealers at all, but associates of the four killers yesterday.
They came here to find out the whereabouts of the four killers.
Therefore, Jiang Zhonglou said that he was also here to sell scraps, but because of the rain, he stayed at Mo Lian's place for one night yesterday.
There is no problem with this, because Jiang Zhonglou used to come to Mo Lian every day to sell scraps.
This will make people in Tiannanxing think that the relationship between Mo Lian and Jiang Zhonglou is only casual, so they may not cause trouble to Mo Lian and Sanya again.
Jiang Zhonglou could only try his best not to implicate Mo Lian and Sanya...
"Okay, it's time for me to go."
Jiang Zhonglou sighed and looked at Mo Lian: "Thank you."
"You're welcome, we are already good friends... aren't we?"
The pair of beautiful eyes under Mo Lian's mask were shining brightly at Jiang Zhonglou.
"Of course, of course we are good friends!"
Jiang Zhonglou smiled and said: "When I have scraps in the future, I will come to you to sell them and take a look at you by the way!"
"Okay, Sanya and I are waiting for you..."
Mo Lian paused and then said: "If you don't have a place to eat or live, come here. We welcome you at any time!"
"Thank you, I'll come."
Jiang Zhonglou nodded, got into the Mercedes-Benz, and drove out of the scrap collection station.
The wind chimes at the door jingled again.
"Brother Jiang, remember to come and see us!"
Sanya chased her to the door, shouted loudly, and waved to the car as it drove away...
While driving the car, Jiang Zhonglou took out his phone and dialed Guapi's number.
It was too late yesterday, so Jiang Zhonglou didn't call Guapi again.
This kid must have been kicked out of the Jianai Group by Liu Peilan and Lin Xinyi, and he is homeless. Maybe he will return to his old career and become a gangster.
Therefore, Jiang Zhonglou wanted to find Guapi quickly to prevent him from falling into the quagmire again.
"Sorry, the phone you dialed has been turned off..."
Guapi’s cell phone was actually still turned off.
"I'll go...this slippery guy isn't really missing again, is he?"
Jiang Zhonglou was speechless.
This watermelon rind is really slippery.
He may have felt that after he was kicked out of the Jianai Group, Ni Bodhisattva would not be able to protect himself, so he quietly slipped away again.
Firstly, he may not want to implicate himself, and secondly, he may be afraid of getting into trouble.
With the support of the Jian'ai Group, Guapi is not afraid of the Ma family and the Yunie Group, but now that he has been kicked out of the Jian'ai Group, it is naturally safer to hide...
With Guapi’s shrewd mind, he will definitely do this!
Without this caution, he might have died long ago...
"I don't know which mouse hole this brat has hidden in again..."
Jiang Zhonglou drove his Mercedes-Benz depressedly and wandered around the streets and alleys of Jiangcheng, trying to find Guapi.
However, he walked around for a whole day and didn't even see the shadow of the melon rind.
In the evening, Jiang Zhonglou gave up the search and drove his Mercedes-Benz to the shack under the bridge.
Jiang Zhonglou bought this shack and tricycle from a rag collector for 100,000 yuan.
Jiang Zhonglou has never been to this shack since he followed Lin Zisu.
Now homeless, Jiang Zhonglou naturally thought of spending the night in this shack.
This place is under an abandoned bridge. It can be protected from wind and rain, and there are no people around. In fact, living here is free and very comfortable.
Jiang Zhonglou parked his car under the bridge, got out of the car, and was surprised to find a plume of smoke coming from the shack.
"I'm going, I haven't been here for a few days, and yet someone has taken over the magpie's nest? Although this shack is broken, I bought it with money!"
Jiang Zhonglou opened the shack door depressedly, only to find that there was no one inside.
However, the shack was clean and tidy, and there was a casserole hanging on the stove, with a pot of fragrant meat stewed in it.
On the table on one side, there is a plate of green vegetables and two large bowls of rice.
"It's better to come early than to come late. Since you have taken over my shack, I don't have to, but you are so polite. I will eat your food first!"
Jiang Zhonglou muttered to himself, then took off the casserole from the stove, placed it on the table, picked up the rice bowl without ceremony, and started eating with big mouthfuls.
"Shh...it's so hot!"
Jiang Zhonglou ate a piece of meat from the casserole, which was so hot that he sucked it.
"Here I go, it's my favorite dog meat! It tastes just like what I like!"
Jiang Chonglou sighed to himself again.
He found that the dog meat in this casserole was very to his liking.
"Nonsense, the food is originally cooked for you, how can it not be to your liking?"