While the manhunt is in progress

Chapter 609 Unknown
The arrest operation on the side of National Highway 52 was extremely fast, and the three suspects were escorted into a car by the police and taken away before they had time to resist.

At the same time, the hiding places of several other suspects were also raided by the Yucheng police, and none of the suspects were let go.

"Disguise immediately and arrest the person who receives the goods immediately!"

At the side of the box car on National Highway 52, the three men who were waiting for the pick-up were taken away when several police officers got into the box car and quickly closed the box door.

Three other plainclothes police officers sat in the driver's seat of the truck and pretended to be waiting for someone.

In the blink of an eye, there were no more vehicles around the box truck, and everything returned to the way it was before the arrest, as if nothing had happened.

At the same time, in a room somewhere, a young man looked at the computer screen playing a movie in front of him, laughing from time to time.

On the round table not far behind him, there is a red hot and spicy hot pot in the center. Various ingredients in the pot are rolling with the boiling soup, exuding an attractive aroma.

At the round table with a lot of ingredients, there was only one man sitting, eating hot pot alone with sweat on his forehead. His expression looked very immersed in enjoyment.

I saw that his chopsticks frequently went back and forth between the hot pot, the dipping sauce and his own mouth, and the only time he stopped was to wipe his sweat.And the huge and heavy ashtray beside him was already full of paper towels for wiping sweat, it was obvious that he had been eating this hot pot for a long time.

"Brother Dong, someone is looking for it!" The young man who was just immersed in the plot of the movie suddenly closed the movie, and shouted at Brother Dong who was eating hot pot: "It's that contact software!"

"I'm going! Get out of the way!" Brother Dong broke free from the temptation of delicious food in an instant, dropped the dipping sauce in a hurry, wiped his mouth and sat in the seat vacated by the young man, and clicked on the flashing software icon .

"Mr. Li, good morning." A video conversation interface appeared on the computer screen instantly, a mask that occupied most of the screen exuded a strange aura, and a distorted and weird voice came from the microphone: "Sorry, I forgot, you It should be afternoon there."

"Hello, Mr. Rocky." Brother Dong didn't dare to show the slightest neglect, and respectfully said to the camera: "Do you have any orders?"

"Don't dare to obey the order, just want to confirm one thing." The mixed-race man's face hidden behind the mask had a cold expression, as if there was a slight frost: "I heard that you used my channel to transport a batch of cultural relics in the tomb. ?"

Brother Dong's heart suddenly rose to his throat, and he forced himself to maintain a smile: "He is an old friend. I really couldn't lose face, so I agreed to him."

"Oh, so it's a friend, so it's really not easy to refuse." The mixed-race man nodded slightly, and then he was puzzled: "But I remember, the agreement we signed seems to prohibit the transportation of such things? Or do you want to Say, did I remember wrong?"

"No, no, how could you remember it wrong!" Dong Ge felt a chill in his heart, and then he seemed to think of something, and turned his head and shouted at the young man: "Dashan Xiaoshan! Call them back immediately! I don't know what to wait for them to eat !"

The young man quickly took out his mobile phone to send a message, and soon a truck that was about to enter the Yucheng section of National Highway 52 made a turn and turned away from the Yucheng area.

Seeing that the young man had sent a message, Brother Dong felt a little more at ease, and apologized to the mixed-race man on the computer screen: "I'm sorry, Mr. Rocky. I swear, this is the last time, and there will never be a similar situation from now on." ”

The mixed-race man nodded, and the mask shook slightly: "I also believe that this will not happen again in the future."

Ding Dong!

A text message sounded, and Dong Ge frowned and looked behind him, only to see the young man checking the text messages in his mobile phone, feeling displeased.

But before he could reprimand him, the young man gave him an OK gesture, as if to say that Dashan Xiaoshan was already on his way back.

Seeing this, Brother Dong nodded slightly, glared at him, then turned to the computer screen, nodded and bowed: "Thank you Mr. Luoji for your tolerance. I will definitely abide by the agreement in the future. Please rest assured."

"Don't be nervous, I'm very relieved." The mixed-race man seemed to be in a good mood, tilted his head and said calmly: "To be honest, after you signed the agreement with me, I know every transportation business you do, including your many times. The act of transporting cultural relics abroad."

"However, when doing these things, you are using your own channels, so it is not a violation of the agreement, and I can't say anything."

"But this time you used my channel to transport what I hate the most. Should I say that you are brave? Or are you greedy?"

Brother Dong became nervous again when he heard the words, and he dared not speak.

The mixed-race man laughed when he saw this: "Don't be nervous. If something like this happens, it is necessary to give me an explanation. What do you think?"

Brother Dong nodded quickly, swallowed his saliva and asked, "Mr. Rocky, what do you want me to do?"

"I hope you can relax a little bit, after all, if you are too nervous or sweat a lot..." The mixed-race man paused, and the mask in the real-time video slowly enlarged, as if he was approaching the computer screen: "...after death The body will be stiff and difficult to handle."

In an instant, Brother Dong was horrified. He vaguely saw a familiar figure appearing behind him in the reflection of the computer screen!

A possibility suddenly flashed in Brother Dong's heart, and he wanted to turn around in a panic, but before he could turn around, a ray of light flashed instantly!
Boom!
The huge and heavy ashtray that was originally placed on the round table landed heavily on Brother Dong’s temple!And the person holding it is the young man who just received a text message!

He looked at Brother Dong who was struggling on the ground with stern eyes, and raised the ashtray in his hand again!

dong... dong...

Time after time, Brother Dong's life quickly dissipated from the heavy blows. At the last moment when he lost consciousness, he suddenly realized:
It turns out that your gesture, a bastard, was not for me to show...

clap clap.

There was a burst of applause from the computer, and the mixed-race man said with a smile, "Wang Xiaohong, yes. Would you like to sign an agreement with me?"

The young man, who was still holding the ashtray tightly in his hand, immediately remembered the huge sum of money in the text message just now, his eyes burned instantly, and he nodded at the computer: "Yes, yes!"

"The money transferred to you just now is only part of Li Dong's property." The mixed-race man seemed to have watched a wonderful drama, and said with a bit of aftertaste in his tone: "These money can be used as start-up capital, and I will help you too." Settle his men."

"As for his remaining property, you will get it slowly. I hope you don't let me down. Otherwise, you should understand what will happen."

Wang Xiaohong couldn't help but glance at Li Dong, whose head was deformed after being hit by him. His heart trembled and he nodded repeatedly.

Seeing this, the mixed-race man was satisfied and said: "Okay, let's discuss the follow-up matters..."

In an instant, the strange voice of the mixed-race man complemented the boiling sound of the hot pot in the house.

However, Wang Xiaohong nodded frequently when he heard the mixed-race man's words, but what he waited for for the red hot pot was the fallen diners and the bright red spreading on the floor.

(End of this chapter)