Tales of the Strange works

Chapter 164

    

mpossible they couldn't smell all this meat... This doesn't make sense..."Sun Lao'er didn't think the mercury rust was poisonous. He picked up a small bronze square ding and took a sip: "Haha, baby, c...You're wasting your intelligence on pointless things.

The veteran officer, after hearing this, quipped: "If she could sneak in unnoticed, shouldn't she be able to slip out without anyone knowing Try using your brains a bit."

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As the two people talked and walked past, I lowered my hat brim and quietly slipped away.

Coming out of the hospital, I was thinking about this.

Being alone and with no friends locally, it's too difficult for me to find Sister Hong and Big Brother on my own. Their conversation just now made me realize I need to do two things right now.

The first thing is to raise money as soon as possible. The treatment for my head costs over 40,000 yuan. I gave most of the money I had divided from Shun De to Li Jing, and there is some left but it's not enough for 40,000 yuan, I still lack 20,000 yuan.

The second thing is to check the security footage. The officer said that the hotel surveillance was broken last night. This is too coincidental, there must be something fishy going on.

I've made up my mind, I need to know who is behind this plot against us. This isn't over! I have to get to the bottom of this.

In the late afternoon, around five or six o'clock, I went straight to Chung Kong Pier. The Hongxing Fisheries boat hadn't left yet, so I went to look for Captain Lao Huo.

"Little brother, how did you get here" Seeing my grim expression, Old Huo whispered, "Did you guys fall into the water"

"Falling into the water" is their ship's slang, meaning they have been targeted and caught.

Lao Huo works for Hongxing Fisheries, and Hongxing Fisheries is an intermediary for Yao Wenzhong. Yao Wenzhong loves money, and I initially suspected that Yao Wenzhong was stealing from himself. Now that I think about it, it doesn't make sense.

This business we're in together, if Yao Wenzhong dares to betray us, Old Huo wouldn't look at me like this. They would definitely find a way to kill me.

I said I wanted to see his boss, the head of Hongxing Fisheries.

Old Huo shook his head repeatedly: "No, no, I'm just a worker. I can't speak to the boss. How could I dare take you to see him Little brother, I think you're a good person. Old brother, I advise you, don't get involved with my boss. Otherwise, who knows, you might end up being tied up with stones and thrown into the sea to feed the fish while you're asleep. I've seen this happen too many times."

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I looked at Lao Huo, took a deep breath and said: "Lao Huo, I don't need you to take me to see anyone, I just hope you can help me deliver a message."

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"What did you say"

"You say that I, Xiang Yunfeng, am not afraid of death. Even a mosquito bite can cause a welt on my body. Otherwise, come out and make things clear. No one is going to get away with this!"

Lao Huo glared: "You young people! You won't listen to my advice, how can you be so reckless!"

Seeing that the atmosphere was wrong, Lao Huo's nephew Douzi tugged me aside.

"Uncle, don't get angry. Let me and Yunfeng explain," Douzi pulled me into the crew quarters.

I still have a good feeling about the sprouts. We are about the same age, and we also treat each other as friends.

The little sprout took out a cigarette and said, "Want one"

I shook my head and said no, you smoke.

The little sprout puffed on his cigarette, flicked the lighter onto the table, and with smoke curling from his nostrils said: "No need to look for Uncle. If I really wanted to meet the boss of Hongxing Company, I could help you.

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Because this person is also in Hong Kong right now.

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