Zhao Xiaoyue took a sip of bitter coffee, and Hou Taotao felt extremely sorry for her. "Captain, there's a restaurant downstairs. Let me go with you to get something to eat!"
Zhao Xiaoyue breathed a sigh of relief, "Let's go, I'm starving!"
Yu Muqi was interrogated for a long time in the detention center. They dared not use vigilante justice. After all, he was a member of RL, and they did not have the courage to go too far.
But this also calmed Yu Muqi down, and he thought about where he might have been tricked.
The entire city of Hong Kong is his people, so it couldn't possibly be someone from Hong Kong. The only possible mistake is that dead girl.
She was neither a hostess nor a waitress in Hong Kong; the only possibility was that she was a temporary worker.
When things get busy, the port city sometimes hires temporary workers, and the wages are paid daily.
Now that the girl is dead, there's no way to verify the facts!
At 7 p.m., everyone arrived at Changyuan, including Zhang Xiaomeng and Zhao Zhe.
After Hou Taotao sat down, she glanced at the table and asked, "Where did Lao Jiu go? Why isn't he here yet?"
Lao Ba: "I called, but no one answered."
Hou Tao slammed his hand on the table in frustration, "What's going on now?"
The eighth brother didn't dare to look up, and only then did the ninth brother rush over in a flurry.
Meeting Hou Taotao's death stare, Lao Jiu swallowed hard. "Hehe, Brother Tao, sorry, something came up on the way and I was delayed. So I'm a little late."
Hou Taotao gave a light snort, "You don't think it's important whether or not it's about Yu Muqi?"
Old Nine lowered his head in shame, "It's very important, I'm sorry, Brother Tao, I was wrong!"
"Sit still, I'll deal with you later!"
Zhao Xiaoyue stared intently at the documents in her hand.
Suddenly she smiled!
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