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At this moment, there was a commotion at the door, and three men in black escorted two men in windbreakers and hoods to come in. Several horse boys in front stood up and looked at the coming people with fierce eyes.

Ah Xiang frowned, and didn't recognize the identities of the two for a while.

The three men in black took two steps forward, and the one in the middle quickly turned around and took off the hood of the man in the windbreaker.

It was Tang Ren and Qin Feng.

Ah Xiang was stunned for a moment, and instinctively wanted to get up. At this moment, Lin Yue squeezed her wrist and shook his head lightly: "Let's see the situation first."

She raised her butt and put it down again, quietly watching the other side as Lin Yue said.

"Our boss is here to invite you."

The man in black's voice was mournful, and the surrounding eyes were fierce.

Tang Ren walked forward cautiously, and when he saw a middle-aged man sitting in front of the stage with a cane, he suddenly collapsed to the ground. He knew that he had encountered a hard stubble this time. If the person who arrested him was Huang Langdon, at least he would be able to escape. If it falls into the hands of Bangkok gangsters, no one will know if he is killed.

"Hi, boss."

"Do you know whose gold you stole?" The middle-aged man pointed after finishing speaking: "Mr. Yan's."

It was only then that Tang Ren noticed the man in white who was hunched over on the stage, and quickly excused himself: "Yan...Mr. Yan, we didn't steal the gold."

The accompaniment was loud and a bit noisy, and Mr. Yan beckoned to him.

Tang Ren quickly climbed up to repeat what he just said.

"The police said you stole it."

Mr. Yan danced while talking, and there was no sign of stopping at all. Han Baoyi's "Dancing Girl" was playing on TV. It seemed that he liked this song very much.

"The police often make mistakes." Tang Ren leaned forward and said, "I know who the five people who stole your gold are."

"who?"

"If I say it, you will let us go."

Mr. Yan glared at him: "Haggle with me?"

"No, no, no, no." Tang Ren quickly denied, and said while accompanying the dancer: "The dead Songpa, Huang Langdon's assistant Tony, a man from Northeast China, a man from Vietnam, and a man named King Kong, are you fat? Ha silly big guy."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Yan did not respond, and Lin Yue who was sitting in the corner was dumbfounded.

Tang Ren, I love your mother.

I have helped you so much, and even kept it a secret for you. In the end, you betrayed me for your life?

Ah Xiang was also very surprised. Lin Yue said that he would help them with the case information in the morning and asked her to help later in order to give Tang Ren justice, but the guy almost peed in his pants when he encountered the battle in front of him. In order to be able to survive, he just slapped Lin Yue.

She knew how cowardly Tang Ren was, and also knew that he could really pull people into the water to save their lives at critical moments.

"Things that mud can't support a wall."

Mr. Yan on the stage put the microphone to his mouth and looked into Tang Ren's eyes: "You are joking, aren't you?"

Just now Tang Ren said that Qin Feng could prove that those five people were thieves, and he felt that the dark, ugly and slender guy in front of him was insulting his IQ.

Lin Yue had no choice but to wink at A Xiang: "Don't think so much, help them out first."

She stood up with a cold face, squeezed between the two men, and walked to the front of the stage: "Mr. Yan, I can prove that Tang Ren did not steal your gold, and I know that Kuntai helped them find a way out." The ship, if the gold is in their hands, they will not come back. Besides Tony, I have met the three people Tang Ren mentioned."

Mr. Yan squinted his eyes, straightened his upper body and looked back at her.

Tang Ren seemed to have grasped at straws. He quickly got off the stage and walked up to Ah Xiang, wanting to say something.

"Shut up." She gave him a sideways look.

"Mr. Yan, please trust Ah Xiang."

If she hadn't considered her past relationship, the truth, and Tony's request, she would not have been willing to stand up for such a LOW guy.

The stern expression on Mr. Yan's face eased: "Even if you didn't steal the gold, you were the ones who transported the gold away from Songpa."

Tang Ren said with a bitter face, "But I don't know it at all."

"For Ah Xiang's sake, I'll give you ten days to recover the gold. Within ten days, I promise I won't embarrass you. After ten days, I will throw you into the Chao Phraya River to feed the crocodiles."

"Ten days is too little, let's give it twenty days."

"Seven days."

"Half a month, half a month is fine."

"Five days."

"Okay, okay, five days is five days, you can't reduce it any more, and it will become negative if you reduce it."

At this time, Qin Feng raised his hand: "Three days, just three days."

Following the brisk melody of "The Past Can Only Be Reminisced", Mr. Yan laughed.

"Okay, just three days, we've made a deal. If you need any help from me, just ask. Once the three days are over, I promise you will go to see the crocodile."

Tang Ren didn't dare to let Qin Feng talk indiscriminately, so he quickly took his hand and walked out.

Ah Xiang watched the two disappear, took two steps forward, approached the stage and said, "Mr. Yan, there is someone who wants to talk to you."

Mr. Yan took the microphone away from his mouth: "Who? What are you talking about?"

"Huang Langdon's assistant Tony, talk about the gold robbery."

"Okay, I haven't gone to him yet, but he came to the door by himself."

When the two were talking, Lin Yue got up from the booth, bumped away the man in black who was blocking the way, and walked to Ah Xiang's side with a calm expression: "Mr. Yan, I'm Tony."

Before the words were finished, swish, a crowd of horse boys surrounded him, and the middle-aged man with a cane in front also stood up.

As soon as Tang Ren finished calling his name, thieves came to his door in a blink of an eye. It's really strange that things happen every year, especially this year.

"Don't rush to do it, I want to hear what he has to say."

Mr. Yan held the microphone and pressed the pause button on the karaoke station. This was his favorite song, and he didn't want to just miss it.

"Mr. Yan, Tang Ren made a mistake. I am not the one who stole your gold." Lin Yue first stated his position: "I have been tracking down the fifth person in the gold robbery."

"Tell me, I want to know what you have to say."

"Songpa, Brother Bei, Vietnam Tsai, and King Kong, there are only four thieves that can be confirmed. According to the clues the police have, the fifth thief is a small man, and there are no other clues. I don't know why Huang Langdon put I put all my energy on Songpa, if it was me, I would give priority to finding this fifth person."

"Get to the point." Mr. Yan showed impatience.

"Three months ago, four gold shops in Chinatown were robbed at the same time overnight. Judging from the surveillance video, the thieves not only planned well and acted quickly, but also knew the security system of the gold shops well. Finally, they took away a total of 100 gold shops. Zero one kilogram of gold. After the investigation, it was confirmed that the four gold houses are all assets under the name of Mr. Yan. I think Mr. Yan, who is so smart, will not know what this situation means."

Mr. Yan came down from the stage and walked in front of him: "You mean...there are ghosts in the gold industry?"

"That's right. I suspect that the fifth thief is the manager of Gold Bank."

The two lines of sight met in mid-air. Mr. Yan's gaze was very cold and severe, like a sharpened long knife, while Lin Yue's gaze was calm, like a cold pool of water under the shadow of the night.

"The purpose of my standing up is not only to clarify myself, but also to ask Mr. Yan to assist in the investigation and provide information on the movement of gold bank personnel in the past three months after the gold was stolen."

"You little policeman is interesting." The coldness on the old man's face slowly dissipated: "Okay, I will find someone to count the information of the resigned personnel after I go back."

"Employees should also be filtered. The key monitoring targets are gold bank employees who are small, local, and left-handed."

"You can." Mr. Yan said with a smile: "If the people in the Chinatown Police Station were as serious and responsible as you, my case would have been solved long ago."

Lin Yue thought he wasn't forced. When he watched "Detective Chinatown" in the cinema for the first time, he didn't have many thoughts, until the system issued a task to find the real murderer, and entered the world of "Detective Chinatown". After learning about the theft, he realized that Qin Feng's reasoning was flawed, which could also be said to be a bug in the plot—Brother Bei, Vietnam Tsai, and King Kong were all unemployed, Songpa was a craftsman, and Tony was in the police station. Work. How did these five people steal 101 kilograms of gold from four gold houses in a row and leave calmly? You must know that it is a gold store with millions of dollars worth of gold, not an ordinary store, and the security measures are very strict.

The most reasonable explanation is the cooperation of the inner ghost!

In order to get Mr. Yan's help, he reported 90% of the information he had, but concealed a little bit.

Why do you do this?