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Seeing everyone looking at him, the little man blushed and stammered: "I live in Baihuali at the back. I grew up in this area. I have never heard of 'Jiang Ji Noodle House', but there is one nearby. A Qiang Kee noodle shop, business is pretty good.”

Yang Denghuan glanced at the little man and asked, "What's your name?"

The little man quickly replied: "I work for Team Leader Song. My name is Ma Daxi."

"It turns out they are brothers from the fifth group." Yang Denghuan smiled encouragingly and said, "Tell me, what happened to the Qiangji Noodle House?"

Ma Daxi looked at Yang Denghuan's encouraging eyes and felt a little relieved. He pointed to an alley in the back and said: "This alley is called Nanshi Street. It is basically full of fruit vendors. Qiangji Noodle House is on this street. Here, business is great."

"Come on, take us to see it!" Yang Denghuan said without hesitation.

A few people walked along the alley Nanshi Street. After walking for about 200 meters, they turned another corner and the road became narrower. However, this time they didn't go far when Ma Daxi pointed to a small shop and said: " It’s here.”

"Is this here? Why isn't there even a sign?" Song Zhiguo asked in disbelief.

"That's right!" Ma Daxi said firmly: "Although there is no signboard, almost everyone in our area knows about it."

Although it was not a serious meal at this moment, there were still many customers eating noodles in the restaurant.There were still many people coming in and out, but it seemed very lively.

"Is the noodles here delicious? It's quite rare that there are so many people at this time." Yang Denghuan asked.

"It's not that the noodles are particularly delicious, the key is that people are stupid..." Ma Daxi said and couldn't help but laugh.

"Are you stupid? What's going on?" Yang Denghuan asked in shock.

"The boss's name is Sun Daqiang, and we all call him Shaqiang." Ma Daxi said.

"Shaqiang, why is it called Shaqiang?" Yang Denghuan asked with a frown as he watched more and more diners coming in and out.

"Si Qiang doesn't know how to count, so he can count to five or ten, so his dishes basically include fractions. For example, if fennel beans are seven cents, he usually charges five cents, and three or two noodles are ten cents. He only charges ten cents, and his hands are not accurate, so he grabs more noodles every time. He can take advantage of it, but no one will take it, so now more and more people come to their house to eat noodles. Go back and forth, although this noodle shop There is no signboard, but people in our area are accustomed to calling it 'Qiang Kee Noodle Shop'." Ma Daxi said with a smile.

"Smart man." Song Zhiguo sighed.

Yang Denghuan also nodded, saying he is stupid and strong?This silly and strong thinking is also ahead of its time. Even in future generations, this kind of marketing method will not be outdated!

If you do this business, it will only get better and better!

How is other people's business doing?Yang Denghuan didn't care. What he cared about was whether the 'Jiang Kee Noodle House' mentioned by the caller was the same Qiang Kee Noodle House.

According to Xiao Zhe, the caller had an accent, was young, and sounded obviously timid from his voice. His identity was probably just a boy or a handyman.

This kind of people have relatively little social experience and experience. The places they choose are usually places they are familiar with or that they often go to.

How could a handyman afford to go to an expensive place? Moreover, there was no noodle shop on the entire Fukaisen Road, let alone Jiang Ji Noodle Shop!

Based on his identity, this Qiang Kee Noodle House without a signboard is probably the 'Chiang Kee Noodle House' as that person calls it. As for the different name, it is probably due to the difference in accent.

However, for the sake of safety, Yang Denghuan thought about it and decided to divide his troops into two groups. Some of them followed him and waited in the noodle shop; a few people followed Chen Yansheng and Sun Tiecheng and squatted at the entrance of Shanmu Dental Clinic.

After the agreement, Chen Yansheng and Sun Tiecheng picked two team members with clever looks and walked out of the alley.

When Yang Denghuan saw Chen Yansheng and others leaving, he said to Song Zhiguo: "How about it, Team Leader Song, let's come in and have a look?"

"I wonder how their noodles taste?" Song Zhiguo also said with a smile.

Song Zhiguo was about to enter, but suddenly turned around and said, "I'm so happy."

Ma Daxi quickly took a step forward and asked, "Team leader, what's going on?"

"You are familiar with this area. Find a suitable place outside with Shunzi." Song Zhiguo said.

"Understood! Don't worry, team leader, I'm familiar with this place!" Ma Daxi agreed repeatedly, pulling an action team member who was even thinner than him.

Yang Denghuan and Song Zhiguo entered the noodle shop. It was not yet eleven o'clock, but there were already people eating in the shop.

The store was not big, with only six or seven tables inside. Yang Denghuan and Song Zhiguo chose a table and sat down. The boys were busy moving tables and chairs outside, but no one paid attention to them.

"The business in this store is good." Song Zhiguo said while looking around.

"That's right. The key is that the boss is rarely confused." Yang Deng said with a smile.

"Yes, otherwise why would these smart people work as waiters for this fool?" Song Zhiguo also nodded, pointing to the busy waiters in the store.

"Sometimes it looks like you are suffering a loss, but in fact you are secretly taking advantage. Others can't tell it, but this boss is actually a talent." Yang Denghuan said quietly.

Song Zhiguo looked around the noodle shop and said with some confusion: "There is always a question that feels strange."

"What's weird?" Yang Denghuan asked.

"Why do you think that person made an appointment at three o'clock? And the location was at a noodle shop? You know, at this time, there was almost no one in the noodle shop, and even some noodle shops were closed. Don't you think this is strange?" Song Zhiguo asked.

"First, as we have just said, this person has no social experience, and his experience is extremely shallow. He probably has not considered the disadvantages we have thought of at all. Second, he should be familiar with this noodle shop, at least with his daily routine. Time is very familiar. If you don’t believe me, you can ask, maybe the boss of this store has an impression of this person." Yang Deng said with a smile.

"Boss, here comes someone." Song Zhiguo nodded, raised his hand and shouted loudly into the back room.

"Come on, come on." A chubby man wiped his hands on his apron and walked out of the back room. He saw Yang Denghuan and Yang Denghuan sitting there with no one to say hello. He had an unhappy look on his face and said to the waiter: "You two What a wink, didn’t I tell you that when there are guests, greet the guests first!”

Yang Denghuan smiled and said: "It's okay, we are not in a hurry to eat noodles. There are a few things I want to ask the boss."

The boss was stunned for a moment, then said with a confused look on his face: "Ask me? What's there to ask? I'm a famous fool in this area."

"Are there many people eating noodles at your house nearby?" Yang Deng asked with a smile.

"There are a lot of noodle eaters, but I don't know if they are from nearby." The boss said with a smile.

"There is a Shanmu Dental Clinic on Fukaisen Road. Do their staff often eat noodles here?" Yang Denghuan asked again.

"Hey, I really don't know. Anyone can come to our store to eat noodles, and we don't ask the customer's origin in detail." The boss said with a smile.

"There is a young child in the clinic who always comes to your house to eat noodles. Do you have any impression?" Yang Denghuan asked again.

The boss didn't say anything, but a waiter suddenly spoke up and said, "Are they talking about Ertou?"

"What a two-head! You ate too much noodles, didn't you?" The boss had a straight face and glared at the talkative waiter. Then he turned around and immediately changed his appearance. He said with a flattering smile: "I don't know, we Just make noodles and don’t know anything else.”

Song Zhiguo took out the pistol from his waist, slapped it on the table, and stared at the boss fiercely.Several customers eating noodles in the store were startled when they saw Song Zhiguo clapping his gun and serving it to the table. Regardless of whether they had finished eating the noodles, they all stood up and ran outside.

"You..." Song Zhiguo pointed to the boy who just spoke, raised his fingers and said, "Come here!"

The boy came over timidly, and the boss wanted to stop him, but when he saw the black pistol and Song Zhiguo's ferocious look, he couldn't help but tremble, and he didn't dare to speak.

"Don't be afraid, you will get a prize if you say it right." Yang Deng smiled happily and took out a few coins from his pocket and put them on the table.

The clerk glanced at the boss in panic, and Song Zhiguo smiled and said: "Don't look at him. If he gives you trouble for this matter, just come to the patrol room and come to me!"

"Longjiao, the patrolmen are asking you to speak politely and don't talk nonsense! Be careful and suffer!" the boss said quickly.

"What's going on with the Ertou you're talking about?" Yang Denghuan asked pleasantly.

"Er Tou is a footman in a tooth extraction clinic run by an Oriental. He moves things and does some chores. That clinic is doing very well. I heard that tooth extraction doesn't hurt. Compared to the tooth extraction clinic in the Chenghuang Temple, it doesn't hurt. You know how many times you have to be stronger. So Ertou is very tired all day long." said the waiter Changjiao.

"Your name is Changjiao?" Yang Denghuan asked in a friendly manner.

"Because I run fast, they all call me that." Longfoot said with a blush.

"What you just said is very useful to us, this is your reward." Yang Deng smiled happily and took out two cents and handed it to Changjiao.

Changjiao hesitated a little, then Song Zhiguo glared and said, "Here you go, just take it, we haven't finished asking the question yet!"

After hearing this, Changjiao quickly took the two cents in his hand and glanced at Yang Denghuan gratefully.

"Does Ertou often come to your store to eat noodles?" Yang Denghuan asked.

"Yes. Ertou's work hours are not fixed, so the time he comes to our store to eat noodles is also not certain. Sometimes it's earlier, sometimes it's later." Changjiao said.

"Do you know where Ertou lives?"

"Dental clinic. Ertou's home is in the countryside. He is the only one in the city, so he can only live in the clinic. However, the doctor in that clinic has a bad temper and always scolds Ertou."

"How do you know these situations?" Yang Denghuan asked again.

"Ah Ertou sometimes comes out to eat noodles at two or three o'clock. There is no one in the store. Sometimes we just chat together, so we in the store almost all know about these situations! Ah Ertou is in this area, the most familiar place. This should be our noodle shop." Changjiao sighed.

Yang Denghuan and Song Zhiguo looked at each other and nodded. It seemed that they were in the right place.

Song Zhiguo put away the pistol on the table and inserted it into his waist.

"What does Ah Ertou look like?" Yang Denghuan asked again.

"Not tall, with a round head, big eyes, and thick eyebrows. He is neither thin nor fat." Longjiao thought for a while and said.

"Do you know where his hometown is?" Yang Denghuan asked.

"It seems to be in Qingshi Town in the west, so far away from Shanghai County!" Changjiao gestured with his hand to indicate the length and said exaggeratedly.

Yang Denghuan nodded, gave Changjiao a few cents in change, sent him away, and then gave Song Zhiguo a hint.

Song Zhiguo agreed and waved to his boss.

The boss approached anxiously and asked with a flattering smile: "What are your orders?"

Snapped!
Song Zhiguo slapped his ID on the table. It was not a work ID, but a gun certificate issued by the Ministry of Industry and Commerce Bureau of the Concession.

The Huajie Police Department handles cases in the concession. Although it does not have a patrol certificate, it does have a gun certificate issued by the Ministry of Industry.

Vice versa, patrol officers in the concession must have a gun certificate issued by the police station to handle cases in the Chinese community.

Therefore, although Song Zhiguo did not have a patrol certificate, the gun certificate was still useful.

"Master Patroller, what's going on?" the boss said tremblingly.

"The noodle shop is doing well!" Song Zhiguo said coldly.

"A... average."

"The boss is so polite! Such a good business, but it's just average!" Song Zhiguo said with a smile.

"What's the matter with you?" the boss asked weakly.

"Borrow this precious land to talk about something!" Song Zhiguo said with a smile.

"Borrow! I must borrow it! Everything is easy to discuss." The boss said hurriedly.

"At three o'clock in the afternoon, Ertou will come over. No one can be left in the store except us," Song Zhiguo said.

When the boss heard that it was three o'clock in the afternoon, he breathed a sigh of relief and said repeatedly: "It can be done! It can be done!"

"Then let's get down there." Song Zhiguo said with a change of expression.

When the boss received an amnesty, he entered the kitchen. Song Zhiguo sneered and said, "This means that this guy's future is cut off. If he doesn't cooperate with us, he will die!"

Yang Denghuan glanced at Song Zhiguo and remained silent. He was not wrong about Song Zhiguo. He was indeed decisive in killing and doing things without leaving any consequences.

But for an innocent person and a child, isn't it too cruel!

However, kindness does not lead troops, and justice does not manage finances. Sometimes, these are also things that cannot be helped.

Whichever is the lesser of two powers that harm each other!Sometimes you just have to do whatever it takes!
To be honest, the taste of the noodles is really not that good. It seems that Ma Daxi is right. Most of the people around here come here to eat noodles because of the price.

“This side tastes really bad!”

"Yeah, I would never go so far for this bowl of noodles."

"It's cheap, the key is to take advantage."

Yang Denghuan and Song Zhiguo laughed and chatted again. (End of chapter)