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"Why haven't you left yet?" The landlord looked at Zhao Feng in the room with a puzzled expression.

"Me? Where are you going?" Zhao Feng looked at the landlord in confusion and frowned: "Why did you enter my house without notifying me?"

"Your house?" The landlord took a breath of alcohol and said, "This is my house, why is it your house?"

"Of course it is my home that I rent now. Even if you are the landlord, you cannot enter my home without my permission." Zhao Feng's face turned cold: "If you don't give me an explanation, I will take you to the police station now."

"Of course it's yours if you rent it." The landlord wiped his snow-covered shoes on Zhao Feng's clean carpet: "But if you haven't left immediately after you've already canceled the rent, do you think I'm a charity?"

After Zhao Feng said a few words, the landlord naturally refused to be outdone under the influence of alcohol: "I'm telling you, either you leave immediately today, or you pay me the rent."

"Me? Canceled the rent?" Zhao Feng was angry: "When did I cancel the rent? I paid your rent for one year, don't tell me that I don't have enough rent."

"Don't act stupid with me here." The landlord sat down on the chair: "Don't think that you can cheat on me just because you find someone else to cancel the rent. Let me tell you, the contract has been terminated and I have refunded the rent. , that is legally binding.”

"Wait a minute," Zhao Feng keenly grasped the two key words in what the landlord said: "You said someone else refunded the rent for me?"

"Don't pretend to be stupid!" The landlord raised his hand and said, "I've seen a lot of little gangsters like you. Let me make it clear to you. I accept the contract, not the person. If you withdraw, you will withdraw. There is nothing else to say. "

"Contract?" Zhao Feng looked at the landlord in confusion: "My contract is in the drawer."

"Bullshit." The landlord looked at Zhao Feng with disdain: "I've read it. The contract is real. Even if you have one here, it's fake."

"Just wait, I'll get it for you." Zhao Feng said and walked towards the bedroom. He also wanted to see if the contract was really missing.

After entering the bedroom and opening the drawer, Zhao Feng fell into silence due to the empty drawer.

"Fuck!" Zhao Feng remembered that the contract and the bug receiver were put together!

"What's wrong? Where's the contract?" The landlord followed him to the door and raised his chin: "Pretend, you continue to pretend, or else you look for other rooms, the living room, the kitchen and the bathroom, all over again?"

"Who asked you to refund the rent?" Zhao Feng narrowed his eyes slightly.

"No matter who it is, the rent has been refunded. Now, you go out, understand?"

"Crack!"

"Isn't it just money?" Zhao Feng took out his wallet directly from his pocket and threw it on the table: "I will give you the rent again. Now, I ask, you answer, who is going to find you to refund the rent."

"Why should I..." The landlord still wanted to argue with Zhao Feng, but he saw that Zhao Feng had already picked up the stool on the ground with one hand: "Gudu. You, what are you asking?"

The landlord swallowed.

"I said, who asked you to refund the rent!" Zhao Feng almost shouted these words.

"Yes, he is a man in his thirties." The landlord thought for a moment: "He is tall and thin. I don't care about the others."

"Is he this person?" Zhao Feng took out his mobile phone and found a photo. This was Pei's circle of friends. The photo he posted was of him drinking with Xue Mo.

"Yes! That's him!" The landlord pointed at the photo: "Let me just say that you know each other. I'm telling you, since he is your friend, you go to him for money when it's time to ask for it. Don't say I'm unkind. I'll withdraw. Seventy percent of his fee and the other 30% are liquidated damages. If you pay it back, you can pay 80%, and I will suffer some losses. "

"When did he find you?" What Zhao Feng cared about wasn't money. What he cared about was Pei Zhuan's death.

"Well," the landlord frowned and thought for a while, "who remembers this? It happened several days ago, oh! I remember it was during the day when it snowed heavily!"

"During the day when it snowed heavily?!" Zhao Feng was stunned.

Wasn't that the few hours before Pei Zhuan's death?

…

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and a man fell to the ground in a daze.

"Drag into the house first, don't worry, there is no one here." The monk said, wiping the stick in his hand.

"Yes." Lao Liu nodded, and with a push of his hands, the muscles in his arms instantly stretched the clothes up.

Within a few minutes, the unfortunate man was thrown on the carpet of his home.

"This guy is the strictest." The monk chose a place to put the stick: "I have to go and ask for his son."

"This..." Old Liu hesitated: "He is him, and his son is his son. No matter what he does, you can't do anything to his son."

"Don't worry, I'm measured." The monk nodded: "Whether he tells it or not, I won't do anything to his son, but if he really doesn't tell me, I will send all the evidence of his bribery and acceptance to the media. "

"We can't get the clues we want even if we send them to the media." Old Liu frowned slightly.

"Don't worry, after sending that to the media, the other person will naturally be unable to hold on and tell us the clues." The monk said calmly.

…

"What happened?" While Zhao Feng and the landlord were chatting in the house, Xue Mo walked in from outside carrying a bag of fruit.

"It's nothing, the landlord just came to see me." Zhao Feng smiled and greeted Xue Mo.

"That's right." Xue Mo nodded: "I saw that your door was open and I thought something had happened."

"What can happen? If you all pay the rent honestly, nothing will happen." The landlord said sarcastically when he saw that it was Xue Mo who came back.

"Hehe." Xue Mo scratched the back of his head embarrassedly: "Isn't it time to pay the rent this month?"

"Yes." The landlord said in a pointed way: "I have a tenant upstairs who has been delaying for several months, which makes me worried to death!"

"Hehe, hehe." Xue Mo smiled awkwardly: "That's because I really didn't have money before. Don't worry, I will definitely pay on time this time."

"I can see it." The landlord looked at the bananas in Xue Mo's hand: "You are rich to buy so many bananas. You can't delay the rent this month."

"Okay, okay." Xue Mo shrugged helplessly: "By the way, what are you talking about?"

"We are talking about a poor guy who froze to death a few days ago!" The landlord pointed outside: "Fortunately he died outside, otherwise someone would take the opportunity to lower my house price!"

"Are you talking about Pei Qian?" Xue Mo pretended not to hear the sarcasm in the landlord's mouth: "What's wrong with him? Does he owe you rent?"

"No, he refunded the rent to this gentleman." The landlord waved his hand: "I don't know if he squandered all the money. If not, this gentleman can keep some."

"Rent?" Xue Mo was stunned for a moment: "I seem to know where the money is."