The threat was indeed effective. Before evening, the contact person found Ma Xiaoquan and told him that the clan leader was already waiting for him.
Ma Xiaoquan did not leave immediately, and it was not until nine o'clock in the evening that he arrived.
After seeing Yue Ting, the latter gave him a warm hug. Just as he was about to kiss him, Ma Xiaoquan pushed her away.
"Grrrrrr~" Yue Ting laughed. She happily leaned on the sofa, her long legs swaying back and forth, which made Ma Xiaoquan feel a little uneasy.
"Why are you looking for me in such a hurry? Do you miss me? Or do you want to be intimate with me?" Yue Ting teased Ma Xiaoquan.
"Seriously~" Ma Xiaoquan shook his head, "Do you know the identity of the man who hanged himself in the storage room in the north of the city?"
Yue Ting shook her long legs and said casually: "How can I have the time to care about these things? Cases in the above world have nothing to do with the underground world. I am the patriarch of the Yu family. I don't have to worry about such small things. I
Very busy.”
"You're lying!" Ma Xiaoquan sighed, "As a guest of the Yu family, I know I shouldn't interfere too much, but at the moment some things of the people around me need to be resolved, so I hope you won't deliberately hide it from me, let alone
Don't set up a trap. I will leave after all these things are completed. Of course, before I leave, I will help you regain your glory in the name of the Yu family."
Yue Ting looked at Ma Xiaoquan and suddenly jumped up from the sofa. She walked quickly to Ma Xiaoquan and stopped less than two centimeters away from Ma Xiaoquan.
A faint fragrance emanated from her body. Ma Xiaoquan secretly held his breath and deliberately calmed himself down.
Yue Ting hugged Ma Xiaoquan's neck and said, "Are you so heartless? Is this really the only deal between us?"
Ma Xiaoquan did not respond to Yue Ting.
"Okay, I know what you mean. OK, I promise you that the Yu family will never interfere in your affairs again, but I have to remind you that the power behind the underground master of Phoenix City is not simple."
Ma Xiaoquan licked his lips: "If it was really difficult, I wouldn't continue the investigation."
"In that case~" Yue Ting let go of her hand, turned around and twisted her slender waist, picked up a document bag from the table and threw it to Ma Xiaoquan.
"Don't open it yet~" Yue Ting held Ma Xiaoquan's hand and looked at Ma Xiaoquan lovingly, "Are you sure you really don't miss me?"
Ma Xiaoquan looked at Yue Ting, gritted his teeth, and picked her up: "You are such a fairy!"
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The next day, Ma Xiaoquan held his waist and dragged his tired body to work at the police station.
In the past, he would arrive half an hour early to clean up, but because he fought three hundred rounds with Yue Ting last night and was kept awake all night, he was half an hour late.
A colleague saw Ma Xiaoquan with two panda eyes and curiously asked him if he was sick.
Ma Xiaoquan answered that he stayed at a friend's house last night and unexpectedly encountered a ghost, which scared him so much that he didn't sleep all night.
I picked up the broom and was about to clean it when Uncle Zhao came back.
Uncle Zhao also had two panda eyes, and it looked like he hadn't slept all night.
Ma Xiaoquan leaned over and whispered: "Uncle, you won't squat in that house all night, right?"
Uncle Zhao didn't say anything, so it seemed like that was all.
"I really admire you~"
At this moment, Xiaoque came over and saw that Ma Xiaoquan and Uncle Zhao both had dark circles, and asked in surprise: "What did you two do last night?"
The two of them did not answer Xiaoque's words, but pulled Xiaoque into Uncle Zhao's office.
Xiaoque didn't ask any more questions. She placed a prepared report in front of Uncle Zhao and briefly talked about the progress of the case of the man who hanged himself in the north of the city.
After listening to Xiaoque's report, Ma Xiaoquan realized that the woman sent by the mysterious department in the capital was indeed not a simple person.
Uncle Zhao didn't know Xiaoque's identity. Even though he was suspicious of Xiaoque's identity, he had to say that Xiaoque's ability to integrate materials and organize language was very strong, which made Uncle Zhao very confused.
Although the identity of the man who hanged himself in the north of the city has not yet been determined, several reference conclusions have been given from Xiaoque's report.
Of course, if you refer to these conclusions without knowing Xiaoque's true identity, you will be led astray.
After listening to Xiaoque's report, Uncle Zhao hummed softly. He did not read the report in front of him, but said simply: "Tonight, we will go to the slaughterhouse. Xiaohu, you come with me, Xiaoque, there
It’s not clean and too bloody, so don’t follow me.”
"Okay~" Xiaoque nodded, an imperceptible cold light flashing in his eyes.
After get off work in the afternoon, Ma Xiaoquan and Uncle Zhao went home together. Uncle Zhao did not ask to go to the slaughterhouse until after dinner.
At 9:30 in the evening, Ma Xiaoquan couldn't bear it anymore and asked Uncle Zhao why he didn't go to the slaughterhouse yet.
Uncle Zhao smiled mysteriously: "I'm not going to go to bed today."
"Ah?" Ma Xiaoquan was stunned, but then he understood what Uncle Zhao meant. However, Ma Xiaoquan did not agree with Uncle Zhao's approach. He did this to expose Xiaoque, but at this time, Xiaoque's identity was revealed too early
I'm afraid it would be inappropriate to expose it.
After thinking about it, Ma Xiaoquan decided to wait for Uncle Zhao to go to bed first.
The slaughterhouse on the outskirts of the city had been destroyed by fire, so there was no point in going there. What Ma Xiaoquan wanted to go to was the newly built slaughterhouse in the south of the city.
There is a wall between the Chengnan Slaughterhouse and Zhongshan Park. The wall is not very high, and adults over 1.7 meters tall can easily climb over the wall and enter.
It is precisely for this reason that livestock has been lost since the slaughterhouse was opened. However, because it is a state-owned slaughterhouse, the management is extensive and the employees are well treated. Therefore, everyone usually turns a blind eye to the loss of livestock.
Close one eye.
Ma Xiaoquan originally thought about entering through the gate, but after thinking that he was just a handyman at the police station and had a wrong identity, he finally chose to climb over the wall of Zhongshan Park.
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In recent days, a group of foreign guests came to Phoenix City. They said that they were responding to the spring breeze of reopening and planned to invest in the construction of a slaughtering line in China. Upon hearing this, the city leaders introduced these foreign guests to visit the slaughterhouse.
It's a lala investment, and secondly, it's also to gain benefits for yourself.
Everyone knows that as long as foreign guests are willing to come, a beautiful knife is indispensable. No one can get along with money, and no one will refuse money.
So even at night, the slaughterhouse is still brightly lit, and the employees are neatly dressed, waiting for the city leaders to lead foreign guests to visit.
As soon as Ma Xiaoquan climbed down from the wall, he was grabbed by two men. Before he could say anything, they gave him a set of work clothes without any explanation.
"Why are you standing there in a daze? Today the city leaders are leading people to visit, and I know that you kid went to the park to play... Stop talking nonsense and put on your work clothes quickly."
Ma Xiaoquan groaned three times before putting on his work clothes. He didn't expect to be caught as soon as he turned in, let alone that he would be mistaken for a slaughterhouse employee.
No matter what, just make a mistake and hide your identity.
After adjusting the collar of his work clothes, Ma Xiaoquan followed the two men into the venue.
The slaughterhouse area is not large, but the division of labor is clear. There are shaving workers, skinning workers, and specialized cutting workers. In the early 1980s, although livestock slaughtering was no longer primitive, it still basically relied on human division of labor and cooperation.
"Bring this on~" A worker threw the mask to Ma Xiaoquan. After Ma Xiaoquan took it, he saw that it was covered with dark red blood and exuded an unpleasant smell. Putting it on would not prevent the smell of blood in the place.
, even the mask itself can blow him away.
In desperation, Ma Xiaoquan still chose to put on the mask. After putting it on, it felt a little better. After trying hard to adapt to it for a while, he finally couldn't resist the smell of the mask.
At this time, there was sudden applause at the gate of the venue. The city leaders led several foreign guests out of the special car and walked slowly towards the venue.
Several foreign guests were all wearing silver-gray suits, and they all wore masks. These masks should have been brought by them themselves. The city leaders were also lucky enough to get a few because they were accompanying them. Looking from a distance, the group of people looked like they had entered a poison gas pit.
, strange and abnormal.
The city leader led the foreign guests around the venue. During this period, he talked a lot. However, due to the unpleasant smell in the venue and the constant talk of the accompanying translator, the employees present listened.
Not much is clear, but from the way several foreign guests nodded frequently, they seemed to be very satisfied.
Ma Xiaoquan squinted his eyes and looked at the foreign guests. Among them was a female foreign guest with a good figure who could speak Mandarin, which left a deep impression on him.
Narrowing his eyes, Ma Xiaoquan briefly recalled, well, he seemed to have seen that woman somewhere.
After the foreign guests followed the city leaders out of the venue, Ma Xiaoquan sneaked up. At this time, several foreign guests took off their masks and exhaled. With this removal, Ma Xiaoquan finally saw the face of the female foreign guest who was translating.
"Lu Ling?" After seeing the woman's face, Ma Xiaoquan felt nervous and secretly wondered why Lu Ling was here, and why the Lu family from the underground world was here too.
Lu Ling didn't know Ma Xiaoquan, and Ma Xiaoquan was still wearing a mask at this time. Although she felt that a young man not far away from her was staring at her, which was a bit suspicious, she just assumed it was because he thought she looked good-looking.
Ma Xiaoquan has not had direct contact with Lu Ling. If he had not read some information about other families and family members from the Yu family before, he would not be sure that the woman in front of him is Lu Ling.
The Lu Ling at this time was different from Ma Xiaoquan's impression. The Lu Ling in the impression had black hair, but now Lu Ling dyed her hair blonde, with her oriental yellow skin and silver-white clothes.
The strong sense of contrast in the suit made Lu Ling stand out among the foreign guests.
Ma Xiaoquan retreated behind the crowd and narrowed his eyes slightly.
If the Lu family appears in the slaughterhouse, then this matter needs to be discussed. This proves that there is a secret in the slaughterhouse.
The more dangerous the place, the safer it is. Today, we met the city leaders leading people to visit. So as long as the city leaders and foreign guests leave, there will definitely be evidence left in the place that has not been dealt with in time.
Thinking of this, Ma Xiaoquan shrank his neck and quietly hid in a big torn cardboard box next to the icehouse.
