"Oh? Did you notice that these three stores have prepared napkins for takeout?" Long Junchen took the Pu'er tea and asked whisperedly after the waiter left.

"Hiss, there should be some. These days, it must be the standard configuration." The handsome man of Dao thought for a while and replied.

"That's easy. You can do this. Prepare the napkin and write a sentence in the innermost mezzanine." Long Junchen paused, then put his head to the handsome man Dao's ear and said, "Where is the white agarwood in the windowsill?"

"Just these seven words?" Dao Mei-man was about to take a pen. Long Junchen angrily tapped his head and said, "Hey, just these few words, can you use your brain to remember it? This is much less risky."

"Okay, I understand, so I will write these seven words on paper and then find a way to deliver them to Bai Chenxiang's husband through takeaway." Dao Mei-man said with understanding.

Seeing that there was no smoking ban sign in the teahouse, Long Junchen handed a cigarette to Dao Mei-man, lit it for him, and lit it himself.

He took a sip and continued, "By the way, go buy two high-definition cameras and aim them at his windowsill twenty-four hours a day. If there is any situation, report to me immediately."

"I understand, that's the money?" asked the handsome man rubbed his hands.

"You buy it first, I will report it to you if you buy it." Long Junchen rolled his eyes. These people put money first in everything they do.

The two of them blew for a while, and Long Junchen suddenly remembered something, lowered his voice and asked, "By the way, Xiaodao, do you Bandel have brothers in Linshui County?"

"Linshui County? Brother Long, are you going to make a fake?" For people like Dao Meinan, Linshui County is a den for counterfeiting and selling fakes, and it is definitely not a secret.

"No, but I might have to do something, I hope some people can help me." Long Junchen soaked the tea in a kettle and let the heat rise slowly.

"Brother Long, I still say the same thing. The money is in place, everything is easy to say." The handsome man licked his lips and said without hesitation.

Long Junchen nodded slightly, "Okay, I'll contact you later." After that, he clapped his hands and prepared to leave.

When he reached the door, Long Junchen suddenly turned around and told the handsome man Dao: "If it is not feasible, don't force it. Don't force the paper into the takeaway. You must do it without leaking water. We only have one chance. If it doesn't work this time, then we will have even fewer opportunities."

How could a handsome man not understand the truth? If he discovered it, this strategy would definitely not be used, and the other party would be suspicious. If he did it, it would be more difficult than climbing the sky.

At night, Long Junchen had fallen asleep. Although the bed was very short, it was quite comfortable to sleep. He could still smell the body fragrance coming from Situ Lingling from time to time. This was also a kind of enjoyment.

However, Long Junchen's peace was awakened by the vibration of his cell phone. When he saw that the caller ID was Feng Xiucheng who had not been in contact for a long time.

"Hey, Xiucheng, why do you call me if you don't sleep in the middle of the night?" Long Junchen got up and walked into the yard, answered the phone, and said angrily.

"Oh, Brother Long, something happened to me." Feng Xiucheng said weakly.

Just as Long Junchen was about to ask something, a man's voice came from the other end of the phone, "Hey, are you Feng Jingang's friend?"

Feng King Kong?!Long Junchen was a little amused and crying in an instant. What kind of ghost name is this? Is the nickname of the dragon's tail swinging?

However, Long Junchen still agreed, "Yes, I am, who are you?"

"Oh, I'm from Yinhai Municipal Public Security Bureau. Your friend is suspected of being prostituted. Come and deal with it quickly. It's faster, and you'll go straight from the detention center if you're late." The other end of the phone hung up the phone without waiting for Long Junchen to speak.

Sorry prostitution?!What did Feng Xiucheng ask for himself to do?

However, when he got into the taxi, the cold wind blew, Long Junchen's mind became clearer.

Since Feng Xiucheng has his pseudonym Feng Jingang, he must not let his father Feng Tianbo know. Feng Xiucheng dared not let people in that circle know. Friends are just jokes. If they are political enemies, they will be a handle.

Feng Xiucheng also knew that Long Junchen's energy was not small and he would never be weaker than his parents, so he came to him.

Long Junchen couldn't help but secretly scold Feng Xiucheng for being really indecent in life. He couldn't always rely on some money to do whatever he wanted. Since ancient times, there have been only oxen who died of exhaustion and no broken land.

Long Junchen kept urging the taxi driver to drive the taxi faster. If Feng Xiucheng gets beaten up, it would be miserable.

Soon, Long Junchen arrived at the Yinhai Municipal Public Security Bureau and found the police officer in charge of Feng Xiucheng's prostitution. What shocked Long Junchen was that this person turned out to be Feng Nan. Yes, Feng Nan, who had just been discharged from the hospital.

"Hello, Officer Feng." Long Junchen greeted and smiled, covering up the shock that flashed through his eyes without a trace.

Feng Nan didn't know that Long Junchen had already set his sights on him and his drug dealings. He just thought that he was a second-generation official who knew Xu Yicheng, and immediately laughed in a pleasing way: "It's you, why, this Feng Jingang is your friend?"

"Yes, I just want to ask Officer Feng, how to deal with this matter?" Long Junchen was too lazy to talk nonsense. The most important thing now is to catch the person out.

"Simple, either give 50,000 yuan, you take the person away, or give 50,000 yuan, and stay in the detention center for ten days." Feng Nan said without blinking.

In fact, according to the original routine, Feng Nan usually costs 20,000 or 30,000 yuan, but since this kid knows Xu Yicheng, he must be a financial backer. It's not an exaggeration to ask for 50,000 yuan.

Sure enough, Long Junchen said without thinking, "Then let's just 50,000, where can I pay the money?" Anyway, this money is not much, and Feng Xiucheng has really not collected the rent from the storefront of the Art City. After a while, Long Junchen did not lose at all.

"Give me the money and take it there to get people." Feng Nan raised his chin to the yard behind.

Long Junchen quickly paid the money, and as soon as he entered the yard, he saw Feng Xiucheng in a daze.

When the latter saw Long Junchen, he struggled to get up from the ground and walked up quickly, "What, what, what?"

"Let's go, let's talk about it. How long do you want to stay in the bureau?" Long Junchen gave Feng Xiucheng a angrily glance, pulled up the latter with messy hair and left the public security bureau.

It was already evening, and Long Junchen had no choice but to stay at home, so he simply opened a room in the hotel with Feng Xiucheng.

"Long, Brother Long, how much does it cost?" Feng Xiucheng asked impatiently as soon as he entered the room and closed the door.

"Don't mention money to me, tell me what's going on?" Long Junchen waved his hand and asked.

"Brother Long, don't mention it. When I mention it, I think this matter is strange." Feng Xiucheng was a little scared when he thought about it now, which surprised Long Junchen.

"What does it mean? Could it be that this is fishing law enforcement?" Long Junchen walked to the window, lit a cigarette, and asked.

"It's even more terrifying than that. I always feel something is wrong here. Come on, I'll tell you slowly." Feng Xiucheng swallowed, put it in Long Junchen's ear, and said mysteriously.

"Don't keep it aside, say it quickly, I'm going to sleep if I don't say I'm going to sleep!" Long Junchen yawned and urged.
Chapter completed!