District 9

The young man was startled when he heard the sound: "Boss, are you looking for the source of goods from the Ma family?"

Pei Deyong slowly raised his head, looked at the young man with bright eyes for a long time, and then said with a smile: "Haha, I'm just curious."

"Oh." The young man responded and was sensible enough not to ask any more questions.

"Okay, you guys get busy, I'm leaving first." Pei Deyong stood up and ran out the door with his hands behind his back.

…

About an hour and a half later.

Pei Deyong met a middle-aged man with a beard in a teahouse on Nanyang Road. This person's name is Yang Nan, and he can be regarded as the top horse under Pei Deyong. His status in the team is second only to Niu Zhen and Xu Yang. But in terms of personal relationship, he is closer to Lao Pei, because this person is mainly responsible for doing dirty work, and usually does not participate in the management of the company. He only follows Lao Pei's orders to do things.

"Do you want to check the source of Ma's goods?" Yang Nan asked.

"Yeah." Pei Deyong nodded.

"That's a bit difficult. I heard that Qin Yu came to this supply." Yang Nan responded with a smile: "It seems that the supplier is not around Songjiang at all, and not even Yuan Ke and Lao Xing from Fengbei were there at the time. Digging out their specific information, so I think it’s a bit difficult for us to do this.”

"No, you didn't understand what I meant." Pei Deyong waved his hand and responded: "I didn't want to dig up information about the supplier at all, because if someone can handle such a large business, he must be very powerful in the local area. So we Even if we find out where they are, going there to cause trouble may not have any effect."

"What do you mean?" Yang Nan looked confused.

"As you said just now," Pei Deyong took out his cigarette case and responded softly: "This supplier is not around Songjiang, and it seems to be quite far away from here, so what I want to check is...who is responsible for the transportation across the street? What’s going on, do you understand?”

Yang Nan was startled when he heard the sound: "What's the use of checking this?"

"Haha, it's very useful." Pei Deyong lowered his head, lit the cigarette, took a deep breath and said, "Well, I'm here to find out the news. Don't wander around recently. Just wait for the letter."

"Okay." Yang Nan nodded.

Pei Deyong looked at the outside with gloomy eyes, crossed his legs and said: "In terms of energy within the system, I may not be as good as Lao Li and Qin Yu, but when it comes to fighting on the ground, they may not be able to do it."

…

Late at night, outside the gate of Zhicheng Transportation Company, a pickup truck slowly drove into the compound and stopped at the entrance of the main building.

The car door popped open, and the young man who had been chatting with Pei Deyong in the sales room about business came down with the car keys, reached out and pushed the door open and entered the main building.

"Brother Zhi!"

"Brother Zhi!"

"...!"

In the business negotiation room on the first floor of the main building, several young men who were playing cards with nothing to do suddenly stood up and greeted the young man who had just returned.

Xiaozhi looked down at the card table, frowned slightly and said, "Stop playing and say something."

Everyone put down the cards in their hands when they heard the sound.

Xiaozhi bent over and sat on the sofa, looked up and explained to everyone: "Starting from tomorrow, things here will be temporarily stopped. You guys pack up the things you put here, and then go directly to our big warehouse to report. , I will focus on the medicine line business from now on."

"Brother, do you want to stop working here?" a young man asked curiously.

"Yes," Xiaozhi nodded: "I won't do it for the time being. The boss has spoken. I will focus on laying out the medicine line recently."

"Then do we need to watch over here?"

"Look, just keep two of us." Xiaozhi replied softly: "And usually I might bring a girl back to live with me."

"Understood."

Everyone nodded.

"Oh, by the way." Xiaozhi slapped his thigh and said again: "You guys go and clean up the place where the driver comes to stay every time."

"Aren't there still three unfinished orders? Should we clear them up now?" the young man asked.

"They won't come." Xiaozhi shook his head and replied: "This time they sent the piglets directly to their destination, and then returned to their own place, not going to Songjiang."

"Okay, then I understand." The young man nodded.

After everyone finished talking in the negotiation room, they went to deal with the follow-up matters.

This group of traffickers were very meticulous in their work. They rummaged through all the useless receipts, items in the driver's private room, and the small account books used for each reimbursement in Niu Zhen's office. They were found in several bathrooms. It is ignited in the toilet, burned, and finally flushed with water.

…

In a flash, five days passed.

Zhao Baobao and Tang Yuan were sitting in the van like two idiots, still waiting for any movement in the Zhicheng Compound.

inside the car.

Zhao Baobao's hair was messy, his face was covered with beard, and he was wearing a smelly military coat. He looked at the Zhicheng Courtyard with straight eyes: "...Old Tang, how do I feel that I have been deceived by a fool? What’s up?”

"What do you mean?" Tang Yuan asked sideways.

"We've been here three days in a row, right?" Zhao Baobao buttoned his slightly itchy crotch and replied boredly: "Where are the traffickers we agreed on? Where are the vans we agreed on? Brother, go take a look at them. There is no movement or light in the building from day to night. You told me this is a den of human traffickers? Are you sure there are still human traffickers alive inside?"

Tang Yuan also looked puzzled: "Damn it, logically speaking it shouldn't be! Although the people here used to be very low-key, at least at night, many lights in the building are on. How can it be done now? Like a morgue?!”

"I think there's no chance." Zhao Baobao looked at the silent Zhicheng Compound pessimistically and asked with a slightly worried tone: "Do you have any other clues?"

"No, this is where I've been following." Tang Yuan shook his head.

"Hey, do you think it's too late to sell the van now? Can you get some blood back?" Zhao Bao turned around and asked.

Tang Yuan was startled: "Look at you, why do you give up so easily?"

"Brother, there's no one in the building. Why don't we take a camera and shoot ghosts here every day?" Zhao Bao patted the canvas bag and replied, "Let me tell you, if you want to continue doing this, you have to change it." Got the idea.”

Tang Yuan thought about it for a long time: "I think we can wait a little longer. Don't be anxious. There may be some adjustments within the human traffickers."

…

In the No. 88 compound.

Lin Nianlei shouted in a clear voice: "Qin Yu, help me fix the faucet, it's frozen again!"

"Okay, stop howling. Why are you so loud? You screamed out your soul." Qin Yu opened the door and left the house, walked across the courtyard as fast as the wind, and reached out to push open Lin Nianlei's door. .

Indoors, Lin Nianlei was wearing yoga clothes, combing her hair and said, "I just wanted to take a bath, but the faucet didn't work."

"No, isn't our current relationship a bit misaligned?!" Qin Yu looked at Lin Nianlei speechlessly and asked: "I enjoy the treatment of neighbors every day, but I do the work that my husband should do. Isn't this a bit inappropriate? Is that reasonable? Are you using me as a backup?"

"Then what kind of treatment do you want to enjoy?" Lin Nianlei asked with her hands in her waist.

"After repairing the faucet, let's take a bath there! I've done it in the bathhouse, and Li Si, the nanny, agreed." Qin Yu asked with a smile.

"Go away, hurry up and fix it." Lin Nianlei's face turned red from being teased.

Qin Yu smiled and took a step to enter the house.

"Dip Lingling!"

Just then, the phone rang.

Qin Yu took out his cell phone and looked at it, and immediately made a silent gesture: "The simulated account outside Fengbei District is probably the leader of Daya."