Inside the alley.

Jiang Quan, who was smashing the standard numbered police gun, frowned and said to Jiao San: "This jb should be too thrilling! You can't move, you have to send it back!"

"…!" Jiao San lit a cigarette, lowered his head, his eyes rolled quickly, and he didn't say anything.

"What else is JB total? Fuck!" Jiang Quan slapped Jiao San in the head and cursed: "It's okay to leave money and mobile phones, but why should you do this? If the police gun is lost, it will not only peel off the skin, but also bear criminal responsibility! The superiors will definitely bite to death and investigate it down!"

"Brother Quan, it's because this gun is very important that I consider something else." Jiao San's eyes were full of greed.

"Do you want to turn around and get rid of it?" Jiang Quan instantly understood what Jiao San meant.

"This black bag is from the leader of the house just now! And today it is obvious that he treats him. Their table costs at least 10,000 yuan. You are looking at this bag, and there is a 20,000 yuan cash! You said, he is a civil servant holding a police gun, so much money from JB? This B is definitely not clean!" Jiao San said with a squinted eyes: "Dropping the gun and peeling the skin. If you don't do it, you have to squat for a while! So, I think he is more anxious than us!"

"...Do you want the mouse to lick the cat b?" Jiang Quan was stunned for a long time, then continued to curse in a vulgar way: "You're going to suck it to death?"

"...I tell you that if he lost his gun, he must be thinking about reporting the case first. As long as he is exposed, even if he is found, he will be punished. Do you understand?" Jiao San continued with a treacherous look on his face and said, "Brother Quan, I feel that it is not difficult for us to make some money in this matter! If you want to make a car wash, you have more money in your hands. Wouldn't you also keep your heart?"

Jiang Quan looked at Jiao San and suddenly fell silent. He was considering how he could make money, but he couldn't do anything.

"...Would you do it?" Jiao San asked again.

"San'er, have you thought about how to contact him?" Jiang Quan suddenly asked back.

"No!" Jiao San was stunned for a moment, shook his head and replied.

"So you like this, I'll give you a trick. If you want to succeed, you can give me some points. If you can, this matter will be over, but it has nothing to do with me!" Jiang Quan frowned and thought for a while, and continued, "To be honest, I have some money now, and it's quite risky to do this matter, so I definitely can't get involved with you!"

"...It's okay, tell me, what's the matter?" Jiao San thought for a while and continued, "Don't worry, the matter is done, my buddy won't squint yourself!"

"You are like this..." Jiang Quan put his mouth to Jiao San's ear and then began to whisper.

Jiao San listened very seriously, then nodded repeatedly and replied: "This is OK!"

"Then sure, if you do this, you will definitely be able to contact the right guy." Jiang Quan added.

"Okay, then you can get one for this 20,000 yuan first. The matter is going to be done. Let's talk about it when we meet." Jiao San handed the money to Jiang Quan a stack.

Jiang Quan thought for a while and replied cunningly: "You can take this money first. If the matter is done, let's talk about it!"

"It's OK!" Jiao San nodded, then thought for a moment, looked at the Samsung phone in his hand and said, "Hey, this phone is good, let's use it for you!"

"Samsung! The screen is quite big?" Jiang Quan squatted for eight years. Although he had seen new phones inside, he had not used them yet.

"Smartphones are all using this now! I think you are using Nokia, okay, you cut the card into it and use it."

"Okay, then I'll take it..." Jiang Quan felt that it was harmless to take a phone, so he just put his phone in his pocket.

Twenty minutes later, the two separated and Jiang Quan went home to sleep, but Jiao San disappeared.

...

Beiwu was indeed panicked after losing his bag. But strictly speaking, he was not a policeman, but a deputy director of the Security Department of the Changc Municipal Party Committee. The gun was assigned to work and was usually carried in the bag. Because it is not certain when the leader above appeared in public places, so if he had to apply for a gun every time, it would be too troublesome.

Since the time of the bag loss and the time when Beiwu discovered it, Beiwu went to Jiang Quan and others' private room after the bag was lost, but the waiter told him that Jiang Quan and others had left. Then Beiwu took a taxi and chased after him, but he chased him for two streets and did not see Jiang Quan's broken Jetta.

"Fuck you!" Beiwu frowned and returned to KTV, wanting to inquire about the identities of Jiang Quan and others with his eyebrows, but the staff of KTV did not know the exact identities of Jiang Quan and others. They only knew that Jiang Quan was nicknamed Quan Ge, and his home seemed to be around Yanshi. He had played in society before.

While Beiwu was communicating with the workers, the phone at the bar sounded, and the barman shouted: "Hey, Mr. Wu, someone is looking for you!"

"Bang!"

Beiwu rushed over and answered the phone directly.

"The number smashing sound is here for me! I want 100,000 yuan, can I give it?" Jiao San's voice sounded.

"I'll give it to you, do you dare to take it?" Beiwu asked gritted his teeth.

"Fuck, I have no place to live, who are you scaring?! Do you want it? I'll throw Xiang'er into the waterway, do you believe?" Jiao San replied with a smile.

"...Okay, I'll give you 100,000, how to trade it." Beiwu thought for a moment and opened his mouth and replied.

"Hey, it seems you are a rich people's policeman! Sorry, the price has increased, 200,000 yuan, do you want it or not?" Jiao San laughed again.

"Fuck your mother!" Beiwu gritted his teeth and cursed.

"I will tell you where my mother is when you have time! Remember the phone number, if you want it, call this!" Jiao San said and read out a phone number. After muttering twice, he hung up the landline on the public phone.

"Crack!"

Beiwu shook his neck, was silent for a while and cursed: "This society is never short of people who commit suicide!"

...

Three hours later, Beiwu and Jiao San determined the trading location, and then he asked the two gunmen who killed Qian Qishan to lie around.

"Dingling!"

While sitting in the car and waiting, Beiwu received a call from Mr. Wu.

"How are the people from the company arranged it?" Mr. Wu asked concisely.

“…It’s been explained.”

"Then come back quickly." Mr. Wu nodded and responded.

"I have some problem, I want to deal with it." Beiwu frowned and added again: "By the way, Qian Qishan's cell phone has been unlocked. He made two calls before he died, which is very important!"

"What phone number?" Mr. Wu asked quickly.

"He beat Lin Jun and his wife!" Beiwu said concisely and clearly.

"Damn it!! Why did he contact Lin Jun?" Mr. Wu's originally calm voice instantly became angry, and then added: "Will he sell all the cards in his hand to Lin Jun?"

...

On the street.

Jiao San showed his head with a thief-eyed look on his face, and then took out his cell phone and prepared to call Beiwu.

...
Chapter completed!