Lin Hao lay in bed and waited for a long time before Monica finally came back and took a men's outfit and threw it to Lin Hao!

But after Lin Hao put it on, he felt loose, like a sexy young man in a generous hip-hop outfit! After looking up and down, he asked a little amused: "Whose clothes are this?"

Monica asked back, "What do you think?"

There are only three people in the private restaurant, including Fat Brother, Sun Yilei, and Han Xue. Only Fat Brother is a man. Although Fat Brother has twice the figure of Lin Hao, Monica can only use his. Could it be that he wears Sun Yilei or Han Xue's clothes?

Lin Hao thought about it and felt that his problem was a bit idiotic, so he could only find a pair of belts, tie the big gourd-like pants tightly, and then follow Monica out.

But when he walked to the yard, he found that his x6 was missing, and there was only a worn pickup truck parked there. He couldn't help but ask: "Where is my car?"

Monica said: "Let my cousin drive back."

Lin Hao said in confusion: "Why?"

Monica said: "Black-faced God, sometimes I really doubt your IQ!"

Lin Hao was almost angry again. Although he did not have an attack, he still couldn't help but stare at him.

Monica thought he was transparent and said to herself: "Your x6 has appeared around Guangming Pharmaceutical several times. It is hard to guarantee that it has fallen into Yang Yingmei's vision. If it appears again, do you think she will not be suspicious?"

Lin Hao thought about it and found it very reasonable. The agent's work is nothing small. Sometimes a trivial detail can determine success or failure. He originally wanted to give her a thumbs up, but looking at her arrogant face like a little hen that had just laid eggs, he decided to save it and asked instead: "Then what are we going to use now?"

"You're blind!" Monica reached out to the pickup truck in front of her, "Isn't there a car?"

Looking at the pickup truck that seemed to have been scrapped, Lin Hao said with disgust: "This car has been broken like this, can it be started?"

Monica did not answer, just rolled her eyes, then opened the car door and sat in the driver's seat.

Lin Hao had no choice but to sit down with him.

Monica glanced at him and said expressionlessly: "Click the seat belt. Otherwise, don't blame me for not reminding me if I'm not reminded."

Lin Hao disagreed with this. He was just a broken car. He would laugh at him if he could start it. He could throw himself out? What an international joke!

"Cha!" Seeing that he was indifferent, Monica stopped persuading him, but just started the car on her own.

As soon as the engine sounded, Lin Hao felt something was wrong, because the sound obviously did not look like a pickup truck. He was about to reach out to pull the seat belt, but it was too late.

Monica was in a gear, accelerator, and a steering wheel. The whole car had already changed its head 180 degrees, and Lin Hao almost threw his body out of the window.

After finally fixing his body, he was about to scold Monica, but she had already set up the gear again and gave oil. Pika roared out of the yard, causing him to lean back, as if he was sucked into the seat!

I was busy wearing the seat belt. The car had already started on the main road and was rushing wildly. The power was stronger than that of a sports car with large displacement!

Looking at the speedometer that had already turned to 11, Lin Hao asked in a daze: "What kind of car is this?"

Monica still had the tone of forcing her grandmother to not love her uncle, "Don't you see it? Pickka!"

Lin Hao said: "But its power?"

Monica said: "My cousin has modified it and installed the Ferrari's engine?"

"Ferrari engine?" Lin Hao said in surprise: "He has nothing wrong with it, right?"

Monica rolled her eyes again, and the steering wheel was swayed lightly. The car had already entered the main road of Yangcheng City, and the speed slowed down slightly. Then she reached out to open the screen on the center console.

Lin Hao looked around and found that it was not an ordinary navigation, but a touch screen with high-definition menu, with dazzling variety of function menus on it.

Monica drove with one hand and set it with the other hand, and instantly called out a map with a blue dot and a red dot on the map. The blue dot is moving, and the red dot is still.

Lin Hao looked carefully for a while and realized that the blue dot that was moving was their pickup truck. After enduring it for a while, he couldn't help but say, "What is this red dot?"

Monica said: "Where is Yang Yingmei!"

Lin Hao: "Huh?"

Monica said: "To be precise, where is her m6!"

Lin Hao asked in confusion: "When did you install a tracker in her car?"

Monica really didn't want to pay attention to him, but she felt really frustrated, so she said in a muffled voice: "When you were surrounded by Guangming Pharmaceuticals, didn't you let me help you get out of trouble? But there were many security guards on the door, and the wall was not only high but also had cameras, so I couldn't turn it in. Later, I finally saw a small truck with a bucket of pure water coming in, so I stopped the small truck..."

Lin Hao spread his imagination and said, "You just sacrifice your lust, seduce him, and get in with the truck?"

Monica rolled her eyes and said, "Do I have that low pussy?"

Lin Hao said: "Then..."

"I just knocked down the driver of the small truck and drove in his car openly!" Monica said proudly: "After entering, I found their warehouse, then pulled out the gasoline of the small truck and lit a fire. When I heard the gunshots, I knew you should have started to break through. I originally wanted to go out to pick you up immediately, but then I thought it would be a pity to leave like this, so I took a little more time to find Yang Yingmei's m6 and installed a tracker on the car before going out."

After Lin Hao learned about the incident, he suddenly realized that he had a little wrong with Monica. He originally wanted to apologize, but he couldn't hold back his face, so he finally shut up. But he had no resentment towards her anymore, because if she hadn't installed a tracker in Yang Yingmei's car, Yang Yingmei's clue would have to be cut off. Even if it wasn't for the fact that she had installed a tracker in Yang Yingmei's car, she would have to be cut off. Even if she kept going, she would have to work hard to get it connected. How could she know where she was like now?

After about forty minutes, the blue dot on the map finally approached the red dot. There was a not particularly prosperous street. Yang Yingmei's m6 was parked in the parking space on the side of the road. The car was facing a very high-end Western restaurant.

After looking around, Lin Hao did not see Yang Yingmei and couldn't help but ask: "Where is the person?"

Monica pointed to her beautiful lady watch and asked, "It's this hour, what do you think she will do?"

"Huh?" Lin Hao leaned forward and said, "Your watch is very beautiful!"

"That's not, this is Baobai, Switzerland..." Monica was about to show off, but found that Lin Hao was carrying a Patek Philippe in his hand, and it was not ordinary expensive. His watch might not be worth one-tenth of his watch. He was immediately hit and said angrily: "Is this the point of the problem?"

Lin Hao thought about it and returned to the topic: "At this time, most people are having supper, and I guess Yang Yingmei is having supper, right across from the Western restaurant."

Monica said: "Then you won't go in and take a look."

Lin Hao said: "She has seen me."

Monica was speechless and could only push open the car door depressedly and walk into the Western restaurant by herself, obviously to check if Yang Yingmei would be inside.

About ten minutes later, she came out again, and when she returned to the car, she looked even more depressed, "You need to make an appointment to dine in this Western restaurant."

Lin Hao sweated for a while and thought to himself, "I'm not asking you to go in for a meal, I'm asking you to see if Yang Yingmei is inside?"

Monica said again: "But I borrowed their toilet and found that Yang Yingmei was not in the hall on the first floor." Lin Hao said with great awakening: "With her status, you should be in a private room for dinner!"

Monica said: "The private room is on the second floor and is only open to VIP customers, so I can't get in."

Lin Hao looked up at the second floor of Western Restaurant and found that although there were floor-to-ceiling glass windows on it, he could not see anything from their angle.

Monica turned around, searched in the pile of things in the back row, then took out a delicate and heavy telescope and said, "Let's go, come with me!"

After getting off the bus, Monica did not go to the Western restaurant, but instead entered a shopping building opposite. After going up to the fourth floor, she found a windowsill facing the street, lay on it and watched with a telescope for a while, and handed the telescope to Lin Hao, "You guessed that she is really in the private room, the fourth window."

Lin Hao took the telescope and checked the fourth window of the Western restaurant opposite. He found that the curtains of the window were pulled up, but they were not completely tightened, leaving a person wide.

With a high view, plus a high-definition telescope, you can barely see the scene inside.

The lights in the box were dim and ambiguous. It was obviously a couple's room. Yang Ying and Yang Yingmei were wearing a gorgeous red evening dress and were sitting there eating elegantly. Opposite her was a gentleman in suit and ties. However, this gentleman was obviously old, about 46 or 7 years old, and her hair was bald. Even though she sat there, she could still vaguely see her big belly, greasy head and fat ears, which was a bit like either rich or noble!

The two sat face to face, and from time to time they came to chat in a low voice, looking very ambiguous and intimate.

Lin Hao said in confusion: "Is this man her husband?"

Monica shook her head and said, "She is not married yet!"

Lin Hao: "Huh?"

Monica explained: "When my cousin treated you for injury, I used the MSS system in my boss's computer to check her information. Yang Yingmei, female, is 28 years old, unmarried, born in Yangcheng, and her ancestral home is in Shancheng. Her parents run a seafood restaurant in Shipai Street, Mingzhu District. She was born in Guangcheng. She went to Germany to study at the age of 22 and got her doctorate in pharmacy. She just came back this year."

Lin Hao had heard of these information from Xu Wencong. Although they were not so complete, he asked: "Is there any?"

Monica shook her head and said, "There are so many information recorded on the system, but I feel that she is not as simple as it seems, so she has asked someone to investigate her information from all aspects."

Lin Hao asked puzzledly: "Who is the one who asked?"

Monica said: "Informer!"

Lin Hao said in surprise: "Do you have any informants?"

Monica said: "Do you think I look like you? I'm procrastinating and slow-moving..."

Lin Hao was scolded and embarrassed, and reminded her in anger, "I am your boss, your boss, your boss!"

He said the important thing three times, but Monica did not react much and said with a calm expression: "I may have a fake boss, a fake boss, or a fake boss."

Lin Hao: "You..."

Before he could have another attack, Monica said, "My informant is doing things very quickly, and there should be an answer now."

Lin Hao had no choice but to hold back and urged: "Then call him and ask!"

Monica took out her cell phone, opened a social software, fiddled with it for a while and said, "He said he had found some top-secret information!"

Lin Hao hurriedly said: "What information?"

Monica said: "He didn't send it."

Lin Hao said: "Why?"

Monica said: "Because I didn't pay!"

Lin Hao said anxiously: "You are paying!"

Monica rolled her eyes and said, "I don't have money, how can I pay?"

Lin Hao: "Huh?"

Monica reached out and said, "Give me the money!"

Lin Hao: "This..."

Monica said: "I only paid a small part of the informant fee, equipment fee, and various fees in advance, most of which are on credit. If you don't give me the money, how can I pay the bill?"
To be continued...