Suddenly, four cars followed one after another on the central road of Yishui City.
In the taxi at the front, Mu Qiao was drunk and had his eyes lowered. He was dazed, half asleep and half awake, and had no idea that he was being followed.
In the black Mercedes behind her, the driver noticed the black Porsche sports car following closely from the rearview mirror and hurriedly reported to the people in the back seat respectfully, "Boss, someone is following us."
"Get rid of him." The person in the back seat of the car was hidden in the darkness. Occasionally, the light from the street lamp flashed across his face, making it blurry and unclear.
"Yes!" the driver responded, and suddenly turned the car around at a red light, changed the route, and drove into the riverside path ahead.
The Porsche sports car did not follow, but watched from a distance as the taxi that Mu Qiao was riding in entered Zhang Qian's apartment, drove into the central road, and quickly disappeared into the night.
Li Song followed him for a while but got dumped. He was so angry that he stamped his feet and said, "Son of a bitch, you are such a jerk. Next time I see you, I will definitely check your background."
The next day, Mu Qiao received a WeChat message from Li Song, "Master Mu, you were drunk last night and were followed by someone. Did you notice?"
Mu Qiao patted his aching temple and said, "No."
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"Don't drink anymore. I feel like the Mercedes that was following you is not a good person." Li Song said angrily, "And that Porsche, although it has no ill intentions towards you, it is very mysterious. I have such good tracking skills, but it was thrown off by it."
Mu Qiao felt that the situation was serious and immediately became alert, "Could it be Xi Lan?"
Li Song didn't dare to agree or deny, "Master Mu, judging from Xi Lan's previous tricks to plot against you, he is very likely to have set his sights on you."
"Then let him come." Mu Qiao was not afraid. "Tonight, I will continue drinking and lure you into a trap."
Li Song agreed, but would the Porsche sports car come out and cause trouble again?
"Master Mu, the people in that Porsche sports car don't seem to have any ill will towards you." Li Song guessed intuitively, "Is he a friend, not an enemy?"
Mu Qiao hesitated for a moment and called Li Song, "I'll pretend to drink tonight, and then you and Yang Jing will do this and that."
Li Song thought this strategy was good and agreed to implement it.
At night, the underground nightclub.
The deafening music was overwhelming.
Mu Qiao, dressed as a little gangster, walked to the bar and chatted with the bartender Li Song while drinking.
The wine that Mu Qiao drank tonight did not contain alcohol. She drank five glasses and fell asleep directly on the bar.
Li Song pretended to call her for a long time, but there was no response. He directly asked the waiter to take Mu Qiao to the nightclub's private room.
At this moment, in the dim light of the dance floor, a pair of eyes stared at Mu Qiao who was helped into the private room by the waiter. The eyes were dark and no expression could be seen.
In the VIP area of the dance floor, behind the curtain, a pair of eyes as sharp as an eagle stared at the man in the darkness, with a cold look on his face.
In the private room, after the waiter left, Mu Qiao opened his eyes, jumped up from the sofa, walked to the door of the private room, pulled out his gun, and waited for the man with ulterior motives to break in.
At the bartender's counter, Li Song seemed to be mixing cocktails, but in fact he was keeping his eyes and ears open.
In the dance floor, Yang Jing, dressed as a dancer, danced to the music with a group of people, glancing at the audience from time to time.
In the dimly lit corner, someone got up and went to the bathroom.
The person in the VIP seat lifted the curtain and went to the bathroom.
Yang Jing had a full view of the dance floor. She glanced at Li Song at the bar. After their eyes met, Li Song and another bartender whispered a few words and went to the bathroom.
Yang Jing left the dance floor and hid in the dark corner of the private room where Mu Qiao was.
Once the person makes a move, they will arrest him.
No matter if it is Xilan or someone else, if he dares to move tonight, he will not be able to escape even if he has wings.
In the men's restroom, three men entered one after another.
Afterwards, the three of them each took a squatting position and the inner door was closed.
After a long time, Li Song finally realized that there was no movement from the two squatting positions.
He suddenly felt that something was wrong and hurriedly kicked the door, only to find that the two men were gone.
At the same time, two male waiters came to the private room where Mu Qiao was. Each of them was wearing a baseball cap, which was pulled down so low that their faces could not be seen.
Yang Jing hid in the dark and found that the male waiter in front of her stopped at the door of the private room where Mu Qiao was, but left quickly.
The one who followed did not stop, but chased after the one in front and left.
Yang Jing appeared and walked to the door of the private room where Mu Qiao was. With her sharp eyes, she saw a note, picked it up, and hid in the dark to check it.
"The other party knows your plan, retreat quickly."
When Yang Jing saw the note, his jaw dropped and he quickly signaled to withdraw.
Half an hour later, Mu Qiao, Li Song and Yang Jing met at the small hotel where Zhang Meng was staying.
Yang Jing put the note on the table and said to the other three people, "Whose handwriting do you think it belongs to?"
Zhang Meng felt a little nervous after seeing this, but he didn't expose it directly.
Li Song took a look and felt that it looked very familiar, but he just couldn't guess who it was.
Mu Qiao took a closer look and saw it at a glance, blurting out, "Deputy Captain Qiao?"
She picked up the note, looked at it carefully, and happily confirmed, "It's Deputy Captain Qiao's handwriting."
Zhang Meng said he already knew, and Yang Jing also knew it. Only Li Song patted the back of his head and asked in confusion, "Didn't Deputy Captain Qiao disappear in Zhouquan Misty Forest? How did he appear in Yishui City?"
Zhang Meng, Yang Jing, and Mu Qiao were all puzzled by this question, but seeing the handwriting, they had to think of a possibility: "Deputy Captain Qiao's disappearance was just a smokescreen."
Previously, Snow Wolf was in the open and Xilan was in the dark, and there had been no substantial progress in the purge mission.
Perhaps, Deputy Captain Qiao wanted to take advantage of this disappearance to find Xilan in secret and capture him in one fell swoop.
At present, this possibility is very high.
Zhang Meng suggested, "Since Deputy Captain Qiao has already sneaked into the dark, we just need to throw out the bait and Xilan will take action. Then, we will be able to bring this crazy beast Xilan to justice by acting in the dark and in the light."
But who is the most suitable bait?
"Me!" Mu Qiao stood up. Everyone did not sigh, as they felt that Master Mu was the most suitable person to be the bait.
Judging from these tracking attempts, Xilan’s target is Mu Ye, but they don’t know why Xilan is targeting Mu Ye so much?
Mu Qiao didn't want to talk about his interactions with Xi Lan, and the people present didn't dare to ask.
Zhang Meng changed the subject and mentioned a name that everyone was familiar with, "Ye Tan disappeared the night before Ouyang Xun was shot."
Mu Qiao frowned when he heard this, and Li Song and Yang Jing were also stunned.
A few days ago, Mu Qiao entrusted Ye Tan to Zhang Meng, asking him to observe secretly. Zhang Meng had always lived up to his trust, but on the night before Ouyang Xun's accident, Ye Tan disappeared for no reason.
Zhang Meng searched for a long time but couldn't find any clues, so he could only tell everyone about Ye Tan's disappearance.
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