I heard that I'm a tomb robber

Chapter 164 Really Cooperation?
When Ning Chi was anxiously looking for it and finally had no choice but to return, Mei Qian actually sent a group text message that she was in a bad mood and planned to relax alone, and then turned off her phone.

Wearing a mask, he left the park in a very low-key way among the crowd.

Then, he took a taxi and went straight to the suburbs.

The car stopped in a very old-looking community, and before entering the gate of the community, it felt like being watched.

Mei Qian was very familiar with this kind of situation, she didn't look around, she didn't even change the length of her steps, she just clutched her chest and walked towards the room agreed last night in a leisurely manner.

When he arrived at the target unit, he inadvertently looked up at the camera in the corridor, lowered the brim of his hat, and knocked on the door of room 102.

But after knocking for a long time, there was still no response from inside, and when I tried to pull it out, the door opened.

102 is a one-bedroom, one-living room structure in the last century. Walk in a little, and everything inside is clear at a glance.

It seems that no one has lived here for a long time, and the ground is full of dust and messy footprints.

If it wasn't for the camera with a flashing red light directly opposite, Mei Qian almost thought she had come to the wrong place.

He was not in a hurry when he couldn't see the answering person. Instead, he pulled up a chair, wiped the dust off it with a paper towel, coughed for a while, and sat down facing the camera.

Yes, he came here today to contact the organization behind the scenes.

Mei Qian had cooperated with the police before, and Zhang Yu had filed the first two gifts of the mastermind behind the scenes, so their threats were actually useless.

If it weren't for the owner of the cheat, and without a system, his reckless actions would definitely be called impulsive and stupid.

It's not that he didn't think about continuing to call the police last night to find out the opponent hiding behind the scenes.

But he doesn't even trust Zhang Yu 100%, so why talk about others?

Whether the other policemen will take the opportunity to make him guilty of tomb robbery is still unclear. If the secret is leaked or the other party finds out that something is wrong, it will be considered trivial to waste all previous efforts, and troubles will definitely be inevitable later.

It doesn't matter whether he is cautious or suspicious.

When Zhang Yu fell into a coma, he planned to meet these people himself, and by the way, vent his anger on his friends.

As for the contact with the other party this time, and even going to the grave with him, will it become the handle in the other party's hands again.

Perhaps the mastermind behind the scenes thought that he was seriously injured at this time, so he was easy to control, safe and would not pose a threat.

Thinking about it the other way around, for Mei Qian, isn't it the safest chance?
After all, he has not been out of the emergency room for a long time, who can be sure that he still has more than ordinary people's force?
Seriously injured, he was kidnapped, framed, wrapped, and carried into the tomb. What can he do, a writer who is "powerless"?
After probably confirming that no one was following her, Mei Qian soon heard footsteps coming down the stairs, and then two people walked in.

Mei Qian glanced back and saw that the two of them were one tall and one short, and both of them were thin and thin, unlike what he had guessed, they looked like thieves, but their appearance was correct.

Among them, the tall one stepped forward with an instrument and made a movement to make him stand up.

Mei Qian stood up lazily, spread out her arms, and let the other party sweep the detector around him.

Finally, the tall man took out his mobile phone from his pocket, checked the medicine he was carrying, and then nodded behind him.

The short man laughed immediately, and stretched out his hand towards Mei Qian: "I have admired you for a long time, Mr. Mei, you can call me Lao Luo, these few days, we will be considered companions."

A flash of disdain flashed in Mei Qian's eyes, and she sat down again, raising one leg: "You're not the one I chat with on the Internet, are you? I don't like to cooperate with guys who hide their heads and show their tails."

The smile on Lao Luo's face did not change a bit, and he still said politely: "Our boss has been looking forward to the cooperation with Mr. Mei, and specially asked me to come here to invite you." We may not be able to meet you until after this operation."

Mei Qian hummed feigned displeasure, but did not speak.

Seeing his reaction like this, the smile on Lao Luo's face was even brighter, he made a guiding gesture, and led the tall man out of the room.

Mei Qian cursed loudly, and got up to follow.

And just as they walked out of the unit, he clearly heard movement behind them. Obviously, someone disassembled the camera after they left.

These guys are careful enough.

Mei Qian secretly thought, and followed Lao Luo into a black business car.

Counting the taller driver, it was still the three of them. After the car started, Lao Luo suddenly turned around and handed over the phone: "Aren't you going to say hello to my family?"

Mei Qian felt that she was able to act out of the circle, and pretended to be the intimidator's sternness and innocence.

After seeing his eyes change for a few moments, he took the phone blankly.

He quickly dialed the number in his hand: "Maomao, it's me. I want to be quiet these few days, and my phone is turned off. I don't need to look for me. I will go back in a few days."

After speaking, regardless of Mao Mao's loud questioning on the other end of the call, he hung up the phone.

It's not that he doesn't want to say more, but it's not normal to suddenly go out to relax by himself during the hospitalization. He doesn't know if Maomao will call the police in a hurry.

Lao Luo stretched out his hand to grab his cell phone again, and tugged, Mei Qian was willing to let go.

Complacency flashed in the other party's eyes, he smiled, and locked the phone into the metal box.

Mei Qian thought that since these people were driving, their destination should not be far away, but unfortunately he guessed wrong.

The car drove until night, and finally stopped at an inn in a small town.

Seeing that Lao Luo opened a room for three people, he realized that such a dull journey would last for a while.

It's really dull, I don't know if it's because of my personality or because I got the instructions. On the way, Mei Qian took the initiative to test it out. Lao Luo and the tall man surnamed Wang were probably errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. thing.

He is also very cautious. Once the topic involves the scope of their gang's activities, the boss, etc., Lao Luo will turn around and look at him vigilantly.

As a result, Mei Qian didn't bother to communicate with them anymore, and immersed her consciousness in the tablet in the warehouse, watching dramas or reading novels.

Of course, on the surface, he still maintains a preoccupied appearance.

When staying in a hotel, even though the shop owner gave him a bad look, the three of them lived in a room with two beds.

Lao Luo and Xiao Wang took turns to watch the night, obviously to prevent Mei Qian from escaping, but he didn't care, he lay on the bed and slept peacefully.

Early the next morning, after a simple breakfast, the three continued to set off.

After wandering around for another dull day, when it was completely dark, the car suddenly turned from the national highway into a small mountain village and stopped in a large yard at the head of the village.

The big room inside was brightly lit. As soon as Lao Luo brought Mei Qian in, he saw more than a dozen men playing mahjong and cards, and the whole room was smoky.

Mei Qian didn't even need to pretend, as soon as she entered, she was coughed by second-hand cigarettes.

Presumably these are all the hands of the tomb this time.

Sure enough, Lao Luo led him to a bald man with a big gold chain: "Mr. Mei, this is our boss, Brother Qiang."

"Bald-headed and strong?" Mei Qian covered her mouth and swept the crooked melons and dates in the room with disgust.

I have to say that Lao Luo and Xiao Wang who picked him up in the past are already considered the most standard among this group of people, at least they don't look so annoying at first glance.

The strong brother was obviously taken aback when he heard the name "Bald Qiang", and his hands froze in mid-air when he stood up.

After a long while, he laughed: "Bald-headed strong? That's a good nickname. Mr. Mei is worthy of being a writer. This head is really easy to use."

The people around held the field and laughed too.

Mei Qian still maintained a poker face with no expression, and shook hands with the other party as a greeting.

Lao Luo's eyebrows trembled, he coughed dryly, and continued to introduce others.

But Mei Qian didn't care about what other people were called at all. He cast his eyes on a big man with a dragon tattoo on his neck, black earrings, and two scars on his left cheek. After a sharp light flashed in his eyes, he quickly Interrupted Lao Luo's introduction.

Pointing at the scarred face unceremoniously, he said to Bald Qiang: "This time when you go to the grave, you will bring a wanted criminal there in a clear way, so you won't be afraid that the police will take over us when they receive the news?"

After Zhang Yu was attacked, he has been paying attention to the case. As early as the second day after Zhang Yu was in a coma, through the surveillance on the road, the police locked down the murderer and issued a wanted warrant to the entire Xia Kingdom.

It was Qu Qingsheng with the scar on his face. No wonder the police invested so much manpower and failed to catch him. It turned out that he had left Xiadu and was hiding in this small village.

And this guy is one of the goals of Mei Qian's trip, so that's fine, it will save trouble.

(End of this chapter)