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Chapter four hundred and forty seventh gloating

"Working? You mean, female secretary?" Baba Koji asked.

"No. Miss Yi was very sensible. She sent Mr. Lin to his room, gave the waiter a hundred yuan, then went back to his room and never came out again," Zhang Jinlu said.

"Who do you want to send as a waiter?" Ding Mocun asked.

"Ning Xiaobo." Zhang Jinlu replied.

"Oh, no wonder. Taijun, Ning Xiaobo is Captain Zhang's man." Ding Mocun nodded, meaning he understood, and then explained to Majang Koji.

"Ning Xiaobo? Female or male?" Baba Koji asked.

"Taijun, of course she is a woman. Can a man get close to Mr. Lin?" Zhang Jinlu replied.

"Did Ning Xiaobo sleep with Lin Sang?" Baba Koji asked.

"Maybe it was her, maybe there was someone else. Anyway, Mr. Lin was not idle all night. The funniest thing is that he was so dazed that he didn't even know how drunk he must be?" Zhang Jinlu said with a smile.

When she talks about men and women, she is more like a man than a man, and has no scruples at all.

Baba Koji frowned, unwilling to talk about these romantic affairs, and then asked: "Three of his men have been in the room and haven't come out?"

"No, absolutely not. Even if they heard something, they wouldn't dare to interfere with the boss's business, right?" Zhang Jinlu said.

"Okay, let's not talk about this matter anymore. Let me ask you, how is the matter at Huizhong Hotel?" asked Baba Koji.

"No one has been arrested. According to my analysis, Cobra should not have received the contact information yet. According to the characteristics of military command work, if the contact is unsuccessful on the first day, a second contact will definitely be conducted at the same time and place the next day. So, I will do it tomorrow

If we take people there again, we will definitely capture the cobra." Zhang Jinlu said sternly.

When it came to business, Zhang Jinlu put away his playful smile and looked serious, completely different from before.

"Okay, I'm waiting for your good news." After finishing speaking, Baba Koji stood up and left.

"Director, what does Machang mean? Do you suspect Mr. Shanglin?" After seeing off Machang Koji and returning to the office, Zhang Jinlu asked Ding Mocun.

"No? I didn't hear it. Maybe I was too concerned.

The weather was dry and the fire broke out. Although Takeshita Yufumi escaped with his life, all his belongings were burned down.

He is a celebrity, and Baba Koji cannot find the cause of the fire, so it is difficult to explain. Therefore, starting from the investigation of Takeshita Yufumi's whereabouts yesterday, it also makes sense in the question." Ding Mocun said insincerely.

"Oh, I understand." Zhang Jinlu said goodbye and left.

"Director, why do you think what Captain Zhang said is reasonable?" Mao Yiming asked in a low voice.

"Japanese people are too narrow-minded. They are both bitches and erecting memorial arches. How can such a good thing happen? Didn't you just come to drink with Takeshita Yufumi yesterday? Because of this, I suspect Shang Lin Ming. You don't know, before you came here,

He kept hinting to me to use tricks on Lin Ming.

This is trying to use me as a gunman!

Huh, do you think I'm stupid? The lessons learned from past mistakes are too profound. Anyone who wants to touch Lin Ming's bad luck will do it. I won't forgive you." Ding Mocun sneered.

"Then why don't you tell Captain Zhang clearly?" Mao Yiming asked.

"You are so honest. How did you get the director of Zhang Jinlu's guest house? It was clearly Shibuya River who came forward. I'm sure that there must be Lin Chuang's shadow behind it. Also, the person who slept with Lin Ming last night was not Ning

Xiaobo, must be Zhang Jinlu. With such a person, do you think I would share my heart and soul with her?" Ding Mocun said.

"That's it, director Gao Ming." Mao Yiming flattered him.



Lin Chuang and Inu Yangken went to the hospital to visit Takeshita Yufumi.

Takeshita Yufumi's leg was in a cast, and his arms and face were covered with scratches and a bruise.

Seeing his dignified appearance, Lin Chuang felt extremely happy, feeling that the humiliation of the past had been repaid.

"Mr. Takeshita, you have suffered!"

Lin Chuang waited for Inukai Ken to finish his condolences, then walked forward, pretending not to see the injury on his arm, holding Takeshita Yufumi's hand tightly, shaking it vigorously, and said.

"Ouch, ouch!"

This shaking touched the wound on his arm, and Takeshita Yufumi screamed in pain.

Yi Lianhua saw her sweetheart teasing Takeshita Yufumi from behind, her lips curled up, and she almost burst into laughter.

"This kid Lin Ming is too vengeful." Inu Yangjian saw this scene and thought to himself.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know that Mr. Lin injured his arm. I apologize." Lin Chuang apologized quickly.

"Oh, Mr. Lin, it's okay if you feel pain on your body. I feel bad for you." Takeshita Yufumi said with a sad face.

"It's better to build a house when it's gone. As long as people are fine, it'll be fine. There's an old saying in our country that if you keep the green hills, you won't have to worry about running out of firewood. As long as your life is saved, everything will be fine." Lin Chuang comforted him.

"I don't feel bad about the house..." Takeshita Yufumi said.

"You must feel sorry for those drawings and materials. Oh, it's understandable. After all, it's all your hard work." Inu Yangken said.

"No..." Yufumi Takeshita cried sadly and took out half a piece of paper that was burnt black from under the pillow: "This one is gone."

Lin Chuang took it and looked at it, and almost got angry. Half of the piece of paper was nothing else. It was a check for five thousand yuan written by him.

Hey, you miser! You almost lost your life, why are you hanging on to money? Where is your aloofness? Where is your indifference?

"Money is something external to one's body. As a gentleman, if you treat money like dung, you can just laugh it off." Lin Chuang saw the pleading look in Takeshita Yufumi's eyes and pretended not to understand what he meant. He thrust half of the check into his hand and held it up high.

Say a few words to him.

"Ouch, it hurts!"

When Takeshita Yufumi saw that Lin Chong was not responding, he covered his chest and screamed.

Seeing his appearance, Inu Yangjian was furious: "You were rude and insulting that day, and now you think of Lin Ming's benefits? It's really embarrassing!"

"Alas! Lin Sang, please don't rub salt into his wounds. We are all friends, so be more open-minded." Inu Yangjian patted Lin Chong's shoulder and whispered.

"Oh, that's so pitiful. Well, I'll just write another check for 10,000 yuan and buy two drawings, just to fulfill my duty as a friend." Lin Chuang then relented.

Yi Lianhua quickly handed over the checkbook.



Back at the guest house, Lin Chuang was in a good mood and received a call from Qu Rubing.

"Husband, I don't feel well, please come back soon." Qu Rubing said on the phone.

This was the secret code agreed upon by the two of them in advance. The implication was that there was a call from headquarters.

So Lin Chuang hurried back home.

"Honey, this is the message." Qu Rubing handed Lin Chuang a piece of paper.

Lin Chuang took it and looked at it. It read: "The supplementary personnel will arrive in Shanghai led by Shrub. We will meet at the HSBC Hotel at 11:30 on the 15th. If unsuccessful, we will meet again at the same time and at the same place the next day. Class II code."

"

"Who is Shrub? Have you heard of it?" Lin Chuang asked.

"Never heard of it," Qu Rubing replied.

"Today is the 15th, the meeting time has passed, let's go tomorrow."

Lin Chuang asked Qu Rubing to burn the telegram.


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