Don't panic, I'm good at picking up leaks!

Chapter 154 Picking up leaks is different from cheating
On the day Zheng Ding was stabbed, the light was not good enough for Qin Fei to get a rough look. Apart from the bald head, Qin Fei could not identify the other features of the person in front of him.

He followed a few steps and found the man entering the bank on the roadside.

When the man came out, he saw Qin Fei. He saw Qin Fei staring closely at him, his eyes showing vigilance, which immediately turned into a warning.

He gave Qin Fei a fierce look, and then walked away. This also made Qin Fei understand that this person didn't know him, so he wasn't one of the four people who appeared at the door of Wen Ziming's storage room that day.

If you say that there is no connection between this person and those four people, it is not impossible, but it is too coincidental.

These thoughts were entangled in Qin Fei's brain, but it didn't affect the wind under his feet, and he followed the bald head.

The bald head originally went to the bus stop closest to the bank, probably because he spotted Qin Fei and took a taxi as soon as he raised his hand.

Tan Fei didn't want to miss this opportunity, so he also called a car and followed closely.

The car in front was not driving fast, and the route chosen was rough, so Qin Fei sighed in his heart and gave a wry smile. Today's incident happened suddenly, and he was alarmed.

It's meaningless to continue chasing like this, and it's easy for the other party to figure it out.

Thinking of this, Qin Fei asked the driver to turn in a different direction from the car in front at the fork in front of him, and then walked a certain distance before getting out of the car.

The place where Qin Fei got off was in the commercial area of ​​the North District of Yucheng.

As the taxi drove past him, Qin Fei found a beggar a street away from where he was standing.

What caught Qin Fei's attention was the begging bowl in front of the beggar.

Although the bowl had been filthy and disfigured, Qin Fei could tell at a glance that it was an antique.

Qin Fei subconsciously glanced at the beggar, his dirty hair covered his mouth, and he couldn't see his face at all.

His hair also had two small braids tied with a red headband. It was probably someone deliberately teasing him.

If it was before, Qin Fei must have rushed to the antiques immediately.

But at this moment, Qin Fei was thinking about Zheng Ding.

An idea flashed in his mind and he decided to call Lu Qianshan first.

It is impossible for the beggars on the left and right to leave so quickly.

Thinking of this, Qin Fei took out his phone.

The phone rang twice, and the answer was answered: "Mr. Xiaoqin."

Qin Fei hurriedly said: "Master Liu, I called you to verify with you. Do you know any organization in Yucheng that has all bald heads with red and green embroidered tattoos on their heads?"

"Can you see the embroidered text clearly?" Lu Qianshan asked.

At this time, a sprinkler truck came over the road, and Qin Fei stepped back to prevent the water from splashing on him.

The sprinkler drove slowly and played music, and it took a long time to pass.

Qin Fei was afraid that Lu Qianshan could not hear clearly, so he waited for the sprinkler to pass completely before replying: "I didn't see clearly, one time was at night, and the time was too hasty."

Qin Fei spoke, raised his head and glanced at the opposite side.

A man was carrying a bag of about five or six steamed buns talking to the beggar opposite.

The man lifted the bun so high that Qin Fei could only see the beggar's mouth, and couldn't close it with joy.

Qin Fei couldn't hear the man's words, he could only see the man pointing to the bowl in front of the beggar.

The beggar immediately put down his hand ready to pick up the buns.

Qin Fei could only see his mouth opening and closing, and the man with the bun turned around and left.

Qin Fei witnessed this scene, but Lu Qianshan didn't know it. He only continued: "As far as I know, there is a sect in the world that has bald heads and embroidery."

"But not from Yucheng."

"If you show up in Yucheng, then you must have received some mission."

"This organization is called Zhongshantang. It is an underground assassin organization with strict discipline, ruthless and unique methods, and strong anti-reconnaissance capabilities. According to legend, people in Zhongshantang have wolves embroidered on their heads, but half of their faces are red, and half of their faces are red." It's green."

When Lu Qianshan said this, he paused: "But I have to tell you about another organization."

"It's a complex organization that specializes in organizing bureaus and trying to find ways to get the target people into the bureau to achieve their goals. The name of this organization is Phalaenopsis."

Qin Fei frowned: "Sixth Master, do you mean that you are worried about people with Phalaenopsis pretending to be from Zhongshan Hall?"

Lu Qianshan didn't speak, just acquiesced, and Qin Fei said, "Sixth Master, then you have a way to contact the people in Zhongshan Hall."

If it is a third-party organization, it will be easier to handle.

No matter what the cost, Tan Fei must find out the real culprit behind the scenes.

"I'll think of a way." Lu Qianshan replied.

Tan Fei then understood that Lu Qianshan wanted to ask Nie Feilong for instructions.

Every organization can occupy a place in the arena, it must have its own discipline and rules.

Qin Fei saw that the purpose of the Zhongshan Hall people was too obvious, and they were just going to get the Zhongshan Hall to betray the buyer.

Those who are in the game are easy to get involved, and are hated by Zhongshan Hall and buyers.

Lu Qianshan didn't dare to decide whether Qin Fei was worth the risk that Longhutang would take.

Qin Fei immediately responded, "Then please trouble Sixth Master."

When Qin Fei answered the phone, he found that the man who had left with the bun just now had returned.

This time he was carrying four dishes, two boxes of lunch, one soup, and one bottle of drink.

Qin Fei crossed the road and reached the beggar's side, and he could hear the conversation between the two of them clearly.

The man said, "You're a beggar. You only pay three to five yuan for this thing. If you don't change the steamed buns, you still have to order four dishes and one soup."

"You're lucky. Your broken bowl is exactly the same as the broken cat bowl in our chairman's house. Our chairman asked me to change it with you."

The man's tone was pretending to be relaxed.

Qin Fei could tell that his free hand was tightly clenched, which was a sign of calculation.

The beggar talked a lot, and the voice sounded quite old: "Being able to buy the things you like is no better than anything else. You need a bowl now, and I need four dishes and a soup now. It's as simple as that."

While talking, he took apart all the meals and the convenient chopsticks, and rubbed the two chopsticks together.

The man was a little impatient: "Eat it, I'll take it away."

In antiques, you can pick up leaks, but this man is a liar!

As soon as Qin Fei was about to speak, he heard the beggar say, "Does your chairman value the shape of this bowl, or the color of the bowl?"

The man frowned: "You can still see the color of this bowl now? That's the shape."

The beggar said "Oh" and seemed to have just spotted Qin Fei standing next to him. He subconsciously placed the food in his arms.

Then he looked at the man: "You take your things and go, don't dangle in front of my eyes."

Qin Fei didn't know whether to laugh or cry, this person is really, he doesn't guard against those who should be guarded against, and he is very careful about those who shouldn't be guarded against.

Just as the man was about to pick up the bowl, Qin Fei said, "Wait a minute, sir, do you know? This bowl of yours is an antique, called Minglan Yaohui Sun and Moon Cup, and it is very valuable."

(End of this chapter)