Personal security

Chapter 49: Knowing a person by his scent

Sure enough, not long after, the woman came out of the building entrance, stroking her belly with her hand as she walked, with an intoxicated look on her face.

In an instant, Zhao Jianhui almost had the idea of ​​reaching out to snatch the information from her. However, it was not until the woman walked past him that Zhao Jianhui turned out from the corner and quietly followed her.

The woman was very vigilant and had been wandering around the downtown area. But no matter how careful she was, she could not escape Zhao Jianhui's pursuit. Finally, the woman got on a taxi and crossed two or three streets to enter a hotel.

The hotel was not big, and the flow of people in and out was also very mixed. At first, Zhao Jianhui didn't understand why she lived in such a low-end hotel. Later, he thought about it and realized that she was doing it for convenience. Even if a small hotel has surveillance installed, most of them are for official business. Almost eight out of ten cameras are broken. Even the security guards who watch the door will sit on duty early in the evening and blow the warm air and will not come out, which provides great convenience for her actions.

Not long after the woman entered the room, half an hour later, a beautiful girl with black hair, wearing a white suit and silver high heels came out of her room.

The woman had a slender figure, delicate face, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on her nose, and a silver-blue handbag in her snow-white little hand. Her behavior was completely that of a white-collar beauty.

This time, the woman got on the taxi in front of the door and went directly along Jinbao Street to the Japanese Embassy in China near Ritan Park. After Zhao Jianhui got out of the taxi, he walked around the street while shaking the watch on his wrist from time to time, but this time there was only a busy tone in it, and no one could hear the sound of people talking.

"Damn, the Japanese are still very powerful." Zhao Jianhui muttered. He also knew that the micro that he had stuck to the woman's butt on the pedestrian street just now had been thrown away because the woman changed her clothes from inside to outside. The action just now was just because he was unwilling to give up.

Seeing that the time on his watch was already past twelve o'clock, Zhao Jianhui switched to the call channel and told Director Mei about his discovery today. Director Mei did not remain silent this time, but he was not as surprised as Zhao Jianhui imagined after hearing the news he said. Instead, he asked lightly: "How do you know that the person you are following is the woman who shot Fujita yesterday?"

"I smelled the unique fragrance on her body, which is different from any brand of perfume. Director Mei, you should trust the nose of a special forces soldier, right?"

"Leave the embassy area immediately, don't get involved in things that are not your business, do you still have any organizational discipline..." Listening to Director Mei's scolding, Zhao Jianhui was so angry that he almost threw his watch away. You banana, am I meddling in my business? He turned off the call, waved for a taxi, and rushed back to the pedestrian street angrily. After entering Gome, he bought three air conditioners in one go: "Now, immediately, send them to No. xx, xxx Hutong for installation..."

The afternoon exam was political economics and Marxist philosophy. Zhao Jianhui was furious, but his mind became clearer and clearer. He answered the questions quickly, and it didn't take him more than 40 minutes to copy the answers for Cao Zhenqing. After leaving the classroom, Zhao Jianhui became more and more angry the more he thought about it, and drove to the Beijing branch of Xionghui Security Company.

The Beijing branch of Xionghui Security Company is located in the large courtyard of the original Dingsheng Security Technology Service Company. Last year, Zhao Jianhui took Yuan Yiyi shopping and ran into a group of hooligans named Hu. Later, because Yuan Yiyi was shot, Zhao Jianhui shot and killed several people in anger. This Dingsheng Security Technology Service Company was also closed down by Liang Kaifeng.

Later, no one knew how Tu Xiong operated, but this place became the headquarters of Xionghui Security Company's Beijing branch. The building near the street was now converted into a supermarket by Liao Xiaoqing, and the courtyard inside was the office of the security company and Tu Xiong.

The car drove into the courtyard, and Zhao Jianhui walked upstairs. Before he reached Tu Xiong's office, Zhao Jianhui shouted: "Butcher, make some dishes and move a box of wine. I want to get drunk today..."

"I'm really fucking mean today. I was just talking about you, kid, and you came." Tu Xiong's laughter came from the office. Zhao Jianhui pushed the door and walked in. As soon as he stepped into the door, he was a little dazed.

In Tu Xiong's office, there were two young and beautiful women besides Tu Xiong. One of them was Liao Xiaoqing, and the other was the woman who gave him a very, very headache - Xu Manli.

Today, Xu Manli wore a leather black waistcoat, a black leather belt tied in a bow and tied loosely around her waist, and a black turtleneck sweater zipped up to her neck. She wore black tight jeans and a pair of high leather boots.

She still had that delicate white face, with her hair tied up in a bun, and big, weird white gold earrings hanging from her ears. She looked young and beautiful.

Why was this girl here? When Zhao Jianhui saw her, his first thought was that he must have been dazzled, and the foot that had stepped into the room almost retracted.

"What's with your expression, kid? It's as if you lost a hundred yuan?" These were the words the two used to use in the army. At that time, a hundred yuan was definitely a large sum of money.

"Damn, you only lost a hundred yuan. Xiaoqing, go get some dishes and move a box of wine. I'm here to drink today. I won't go back until I'm drunk." Zhao Jianhui said to Liao Xiaoqing, and walked straight to the sofa and sat down, looking listless.

Tu Xiong looked at him, stood up and said to Liao Xiaoqing: "I said, you won't go back until you're drunk? If you're fucking drunk, you can't go back even more? Xiaoqing, don't listen to him. I don't know where this guy got mad again. He came here to get drunk and go crazy. We won't give him this opportunity."

Xiaoqing really stopped and didn't walk out.

Zhao Jianhui groaned in anger: "I say, since you have figured it out, can't you let me have a good time?" "I'm not your punching bag, why should I let you have a good time? Besides, if I let you have a good time, which bastard can let me have a good time?" Tu Xiong turned his head and ignored him.

Zhao Jianhui turned to Liao Xiaoqing and asked: "Xiaoqing, do you listen to me or him?" Liao Xiaoqing smiled: "I listen to the boss about work, but about this matter... I listen to Tu Xiong..."

"Humph, what kind of husband and wife are you..." Zhao Jianhui stood up and said: "Humph, can't I drink without someone to accompany me? If you say you don't want to go again, I'll drink alone."

After that, Zhao Jianhui raised his leg and walked out. Xu Manli was still a little nervous, but she suddenly relaxed when he turned around. "Director Zhao, please wait. I'm not in a good mood this afternoon. I'll drink with you..." "You're not in a good mood? Why do you have to drink with me? Do we have such a relationship?" Zhao Jianhui turned back with a lot of questions, looked at Xu Manli who had walked behind him, but said nothing.

"Hey, I think your buddy really seems to have something on his mind. Are you really not going..." Zhao Jianhui and Xu Manli walked out of the office. Tu Xiong was still sitting there with a sultry face. Liao Xiaoqing raised her foot and kicked him, glanced at him with a slanted eye, and asked faintly.

"If I don't go, that guy might want to do something again. Do you think he will really drink because of something bothering him? I'd rather accompany my dear wife comfortably. Come on, my dear, let's kiss after everyone else leaves..." Tu Xiong smiled and opened his arms to hug Liao Xiaoqing.

Liao Xiaoqing stepped hard on Tu Xiong's foot with her pointed heels: "Hug your head, I have something else to do. Do you agree or not to what Manager Xu said just now?"