Did your ex-husband propose to remarry today?

"In the future...if there is anything, I will tell you." After a long time, Gong Jingxing said in a very low voice.

But every word was engraved into her mind clearly.

Does he mean he doesn't want to bring up the past?But will you still share with her in the future?

She was both happy and a bit disappointed, but when she touched Gong Jingxing's eyes as deep as the sea, she seemed to be sucked in.

"Well, good." As if by God, she finally smiled lightly, happy to overcome the loss.

Seeing her appearance, Gong Jingxing couldn't help but frown, and his mood also improved.

Afterwards, she hurriedly closed the door and entered the house. The remaining warmth in her heart was still there, and she fell into a dream all night with her until she woke up the next day.

The morning sun penetrated the gauze curtain, and the temperature was much higher than the previous weather.

After Fang Qinghuan woke up, she was sweating profusely, but her dream was already blurred, and she only vaguely remembered seeing Gong Jingxing's face before she woke up.

She quickly washed her face and cleared her mind.

After changing her clothes, she went to the living room, and happened to find that Gong Jingxing had left her a note—there was breakfast in the insulated box on the table.

She has always been up early to make breakfast, and she was so busy last night that she came back too late. She didn't know how she slept for so long. Looking at the breakfast on the table, she couldn't help pursing her lips and smiling, as if there was a little sun shining in her heart Looks like it.

After eating, she immediately contacted Han Jiayin, and happened to hear that Han Jiayin was interrogating Gao Weiming at the police station.

Since it is not suitable for her to be in and out of the police station all the time, they made an appointment to meet.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the two met at a coffee shop they frequented.

"Qing Huan, Gao Weiming's testimony is similar to what we have investigated so far. He indeed borrowed money from Hutouge. As for Hutou and the yellow-haired boy, it should be the yellow-haired boy who acted as an intermediary and borrowed money from someone else." Money." The two had just met, and Han Jiayin didn't procrastinate, and said directly to Fang Qinghuan.

"That is to say, the yellow-haired boy acted as an intermediary, and then instigated Gao Weiming to borrow money from Hong Qiye? Then in order to repay the money, he designed another game, so that Brother Hutou's land fell into Hong Qiye's hands?" She immediately Continuing.

However, Han Jiayin shook her head in denial.

"No, according to Gao Weiming's description, there should be someone else who borrowed the money. After knowing the existence of the yellow-haired boy, I set up a language trap. I learned from Gao Weiming that the two sums of money he borrowed successively were in the hands of an intermediary. And this person should be Huangmao." Han Jiayin told her latest discovery, her eyes became heavy with deep thought.

"So you suspect that the people who borrowed money twice are not from the same group?" She stared and said, also lost in thought.

"Well, there's this possibility. Anyway, we can't take it lightly." Han Jiayin replied hastily.

She naturally agreed, so she nodded.

"Let's go to Jiuye tonight, at least we have to try to make sure that the people who borrowed money twice are from the same group." She thought for a while and then said.

When she finished speaking, the agreement between Gong Jingxing and her yesterday flashed in her mind.

"Okay, let's go to Jiuye at ten o'clock. I checked, and there are usually a lot more people there after ten o'clock." Han Jiayin continued.

"Ten o'clock?" She hesitated slightly after hearing this.

"What?" Fang Qinghuan would never hesitate if it was related to solving a case. Seeing that Fang Qinghuan didn't directly agree, Han Jiayin couldn't help but look at her suspiciously.

She shook her head quickly, thinking that although it was a bit late, the agreement between her and Gong Jingxing was safety first, so it shouldn't matter, and finally finalized the time with Han Jiayin.

In the evening, the two rushed to Jiuye Bar as promised, and the neon lights were brilliant.

According to Fang Qinghuan's knowledge for several years, the Nine Nights Bar in Jiangcheng has always been very low-key, and there has never been anything wrong, or has a bad record, but Hutou brother said that this is a nightclub.

From this point of view, Jiuye Bar should be very vigilant in its marketing methods on weekdays.

She and Han Jiayin looked at each other, and then walked into the bar together.

At this time, the crowd on the dance floor was undulating like waves and twisted continuously with the music.

In order not to startle the enemy, the two soldiers split into two groups and kept in touch with Bluetooth headsets.

After Fang Qinghuan and Han Jiayin separated, she managed to go to the bar of the bar.

"Miss, do you want some wine?" There was a bartender at the bar, with a pair of red phoenix eyes, and his facial features were very good-looking, and his free tricks while bartending caused all the fans around him to scream.

She raised her eyes slightly, and said indifferently, "Anything you want."

For such a person who can easily attract the attention of a bunch of girls, the only way for her to approach him is to be indifferent.

Sure enough, her idea was correct. The bartender saw that she was not vying to order drinks here like everyone else, so he took the initiative to mix drinks for her.

"The Age of Orange, please take it easy, miss." The bartender pushed the wine glass in front of her and smiled slightly.

She took it calmly, and took a sip. It was indeed very different, not very exciting, and it was very comfortable to drink. It was a wine suitable for women.

"You've been bartending here all this time?" She asked pretending to be interested, but she had actually included this person in a woven web.

"I've been doing it for six years. Miss likes it. You can come here to drink often. I can mix a lot of wine." The bartender picked out his charming red phoenix eyes.

Looking at it, she felt sick and nauseated, and was quite displeased with the bartender's frivolous approach, but she still pretended to blend into the atmosphere of the bar, bending her eyes and saying, "Have you been bartending here for six years?"

"The treatment here has always been very good." The bartender replied lightly, while playing fancy bartending, it seemed that he really loved the job of bartending.

"I've been here for six years, so you must know Huang Mao?" She took the opportunity to ask, apparently to make sure the bartender was fooling her, but in fact she wanted to find out Huang Mao's whereabouts.

What she can be sure of is that her acting skills are absolutely seamless, at least it will not make people feel purposeful.

However, after she asked this question, the bartender did not answer, but took it with a smile, and said: "Everyone here knows that I am bartending here, and if you ask everyone around you, they can answer you."

Seeing that this person refused to mention Huang Mao, but with just a second of hesitation, she was able to confirm that Huang Mao often came and went here.

"Thank you for the drink." With this affirmation, she knew that she would not be able to ask anything from the bartender, so she paid the money and got up to leave.

Just at this time, Han Jiayin's call came from the bluetooth headset.

"Qing Huan, come upstairs soon, I saw a yellow hair!" Hearing Han Jiayin said that she saw a yellow hair, she almost turned around and pushed through the crowd all the way up.

It's just that she had just arrived upstairs when she saw Han Jiayin standing on the stairs on the second floor with a sad look in her eyes.

"What's going on?" She asked hastily, trying to step forward.

Han Jiayin immediately grabbed her and shook her head, saying, "The security at Jiu Ye Bar is much stricter than I imagined. I went around a few times before, and the security guards are almost everywhere. Just now, I saw Huang Mao follow her up and walked to the bar. It was stopped by security guards inside."

"The employees here also seem to be extra vigilant. I asked about Huang Mao just now, but the other party didn't even mention it." After hearing this, she was also a little worried.

Judging from the situation they have come into contact with now, her previous guess is correct. Nine Nights Bar is a normal bar on the surface, but it is actually a nightclub. Their system is strict, and some illegal activities are kept very secret.

In this way, it became more difficult for them to find Huangmao and take them to the police station for questioning.

"Jiayin, I have an idea, you can try it."

Fang Qinghuan looked around, the second floor of Jiuye Bar, with a hollow in the middle, you can see the situation on the first floor through the circular corridor, and the circular corridor on the second floor leads to the private rooms further inside, but the exit must be Backtrack.

"Stay on the sidelines?" Han Jiayin was indeed her partner for many years, and she knew her thoughts at a glance.

She nodded, and then said: "This is the best way now, he will come out anyway, we just wait."

"Okay, we're outside here, and I'll send some people to surround the outside now." Han Jiayin said and immediately contacted the nearby police to send people over.

After everything was ready, Fang Qinghuan and Han Jiayin stayed at the intersection where Huangmao had to go out.

For about an hour, they didn't see any sign of Huang Mao. Fang Qinghuan and Han Jiayin couldn't help but looked at each other.

After waiting like this, I'm afraid that the people in the peripheral posts will be a little sluggish, and their energy will continue to be exhausted. It's okay if the yellow hair finally comes out, but if they don't come out, they will wait here for a long time for nothing.

Han Jiayin didn't ask her what she was going to do, but immediately alerted the surroundings, and Fang Qinghuan had already walked inside.

She walked in and found that there were no private rooms on both sides of the road where Huang Mao entered. It looked like doors, but in fact they were all sealed off, and there were no guests. In fact, these doors seemed to be decorations, and there were no locks at all. All traces of opening are brand new.

"Just recently, the last time I took advantage of the rain to make a fortune, now is the time to crack down, who dares to act rashly?"

Fang Qinghuan went deep along the corridor, stopped quietly at the door of the last room, and then heard the voice inside, and she immediately remembered that suspicious truck on a rainy day not long ago.

Inadvertently, she took the initiative to connect the two things together, whether the goods that left that day were what they said, she quickly hid behind the door, holding her breath.

"It's better to be patient during this period, the weather is not good during this period." Someone in the room said very vigilantly, the voice of this person was very familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere.

"Master, those people are all shouting that the goods are not enough, and now the supply is in short supply. If you are so cautious, I am afraid that others will take the lead!" In the room, a person tried to persuade him.