At this moment, Mark suddenly interrupted Zhuang Qiang and said to He Dadong, "Brother Dadong, Xiao Ni, a few brothers and I have been entertaining customers all night. It's all written on the schedule, so there's no need to check, right?"
He had been following He Dadong these past few days, thinking that He Dadong would say a few words on behalf of his men.
To everyone's surprise, He Dadong shook his head. "Since Brother Long is here today, searching all of you will put your minds at ease."
"Little Ni" seemed still immersed in the mistake he had just made. He hung his head dejectedly and blurted out for no reason, "What was it that was lost that warranted such a fuss?"
"Little Ni".
Jiulong's stern voice came from in front of him, and "Xiao Ni" realized that he had spoken out of turn and quickly shut his mouth.
"Xiao Ni" had been working with Jiu Long almost every day during this period, so Jiu Long's first suspect was him.
But Jiulong quickly dismissed the idea. First, it was obvious that "Xiao Ni" had been "drunk" all night, first with the guests, and then forced by Susan in the middle, making him almost a model of male prostitutes.
Secondly, he himself did not share his knowledge with "Xiao Ni," so "Xiao Ni" probably did not know his office door password and safe password.
As he spoke, he gestured to Zhuang Qiang and said, "Go ahead and search."
So Zhuang Qiang started searching from the first person.
At the same time, Jiulong and He Dadong were also observing everyone's expressions.
Everyone seemed to be standing there innocently; some were barefoot, some had their backs exposed, and some weren't even fully dressed before being interrupted and pulled out.
As Zhuang Qiang checked each item, he soon found Chuanliu's location.
Zhuang Qiang, like a dutiful security inspector, checked meticulously, from the cuffs to the trouser legs.
Chuanliu tried to regulate his breathing, and on the surface, he seemed to be doing nothing wrong.
But when Zhuang Qiang pulled her, she deliberately gasped.
"Take off your shoes."
Zhuang Qiang noticed something was wrong and gave the order.
Chuanliu quickly took off his shoes and waited for the former to check them.
Zhuang Qiang looked at the shoes and suddenly said, "Why is the bottom of your insoles so bulging?"
Upon hearing this, Jiulong and He Dadong both cast dangerous glances at the boy. Susan, standing nearby, also held her breath.
Zhuang Qiang frowned as he glanced at "Xiao Ni" and then removed the insole.
A 100-point Hearts casino chip was placed on the heel of the shoe.
The boy scratched his head sheepishly, "Hehe, it's just some secret stash of money."
Zhuang Qiang punched him on the shoulder. "Why didn't you say so earlier? I thought it was something else."
Everyone present was relieved.
Having finished checking "Little Ni," Zhuang Qiang stopped sneaking around on him and moved on to the next person.
Where did the girl put her cards?
Chuanliu's gaze swept over Jiulong and He Dadong, finally settling on Susan.
Susan was focused on Zhuang Qiang and the people he was searching, and didn't notice Chuan Liu's gaze coming her way.
That gaze was fixed on the hood of Susan's black tracksuit.
That place where no one will notice.
Before He Da Dong burst into the private room, Chuan Liu had already transferred all the cards in his hand to another person.
A person whom even Jiulong dared not search, a person who didn't even know himself.
When Susan felt Chuanliu's gaze, Chuanliu had already looked away and casually curled the corner of his mouth at her.
Susan's attention was quickly drawn back to Zhuang Qiang's actions.
Chuanliu took in every change in the woman.
She raised her eyebrows slightly and looked around with interest at Susan and the "drunk bar" employees who had not yet been searched.
He thought to himself, "It seems that Susan's visit here today is no coincidence."
At this point, Chuanliu understood.
The base sounded the alarm not because of itself.
That night, there was someone even bolder than himself.
Judging from the speed at which this person was exposed, and the fact that they didn't run into him, this person must have set off later than him and used the patrol team's blind spot to enter directly through the front door, and also opened Jiulong's office through the front door.
Jiulong's office also has a combination lock, so this person is either Jiulong's closest person; or someone who is a lock-picking expert like her; or someone who has been secretly observing Jiulong for a long time and discovered the combination.
But now it seems that the third answer is correct.
The evidence is the appearance of Susan.
If Susan was merely gathering intelligence, she wouldn't need to appear in person; if she was here to cause trouble, she wouldn't have shown up alone; and if she was simply looking for fun, she had no reason to come here.
There's another possibility: Susan needs to urgently deliver something to someone here.
It's probably the evidence of Jiulong's crimes that Chuanliu saw in his office.
Unfortunately, Jiulong still managed to discover this person's whereabouts.
So who is this person?
Judging from Susan's nervousness, the answer should be revealed soon.
Until Zhuang Qiang found Mark.
Mark had a stiff smile on his face, as if he was trying to use it to hide his nervousness.
He tried to portray a relaxed feeling, but unfortunately his acting faltered at this point.
Mark said to Zhuang Qiang, "Brother Qiang, there's no need for you to do it yourself. I can do it myself."
As he spoke, he made a gesture as if to take out his pocket.
However, Zhuang Qiang ignored his suggestion and coldly interrupted, "Keep it official, you'd better not make a move."
Mark's hand paused in mid-air for a moment, then slowly lowered. He instinctively glanced towards the doorway, where he saw it was already filled with guards, each armed, clearly not giving anyone a chance to escape.
Zhuang Qiang continued his careful search, and when his hand touched the back of Mark's leather vest, he felt an unusual texture.
He ripped off Mark's vest and quickly pulled out the papers.
He glanced at it briefly, then immediately folded it and handed it to Jiulong next to him.
After optimization, the following is a version with greater emotional tension and more detailed descriptions:
It's probably because the vest lost its insulation.
Mark felt as if a cold wind had pierced his back, and a cold sweat quickly broke out, soaking his shirt. His hands and feet also turned icy cold in that instant, as if gripped tightly by an invisible fear.
Jiulong's pupils contracted instantly when his gaze fell upon the familiar document. He tucked the document into his pocket, then slowly raised his head, coldly staring at Mark.
Seeing this, Zhuang Qiang kicked Mark hard from behind without any mercy.
Caught off guard, Mark lost his balance and fell to his knees.
He struggled to get up, but Zhuang Qiang's feet pressed down on his back like a mountain, making him unable to move.
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