World Tibet Bureau

Chapter 105 Quick Questions Quick Answers
"Where is it?" I asked.

Bian Wu replied: "He had breakfast at the Cui Ji Guan Tangbao shop in the morning market on Hama Street."

I replied: "Keep an eye on him, I'll be right there!"

After hanging up the phone, Xiaozhu and I went out quickly, took a taxi, and rushed to the morning market on Hama Street.

As for how Bian Wu found this man from the colorful family, it is impossible to get to the bottom of it. He must have his own unique means.But once he was glued to by Bian Wu, it was almost impossible for the old man to get out of his sight.Although the people in Caimen are good at juggling, but when it comes to stalking and marking people, I haven't seen anyone who is more powerful than Bian Wu.

Before the car arrived at the morning market on Hama Street, Bian Wu called again, saying that the old coffin had finished his breakfast and had already gone to the Confucius Temple.

We had to ask the driver to drive to Confucius Temple.

As soon as we arrived at the Confucius Temple, Bian Wu told us that the old coffin had already gone to the Caomin Hotel.

Tell the driver to divert again.

The driver became unhappy, and said, "You two, are you fooling around? Going east and west for a while, buddies are still waiting for the shift... Come on, sit tight!"

The reason why his voice changed so quickly.

Because Xiaozhu directly took out 100 yuan and handed it to the driver.

Xiaozhu raised her chin in a taunting way at me: "If you are rich, you will be self-willed!"

After arriving at the Grassman Hotel.

As soon as we got out of the car, someone patted our shoulders suddenly.

Look back, Bian Wu.

Bian Wu still smelled strongly of perfume.

I guess I told the old coffin that he had a strong earthy smell before, so he specially sprayed himself with perfume.

Works a bit, but doesn't cover up well for me, I have a finer nose.

Bian Wu said in a low voice: "The old coffin has the same hobbies as me. I like to live in a hotel. It's also on the second floor, [-]."

I turned to the side and took a look. There were two long telescopic thick iron racks on the outer edge of the window on the second floor. It is estimated that the boss used it to dry sausages and bacon when there were no guests.

I said to them: "Xiaozhu, you should stand on the iron frame outside the window of [-] to hide in advance to prevent him from escaping through the window. Bian Wu, go and buy a pair of thick fur gloves, a pair of long rain boots, and a roll of tape immediately. "

When Bian Wu heard this, he frowned and said, "Why do you buy these? Shouldn't you buy a hammer to knock the old coffin unconscious and tie it up?"

I replied, "Hurry up!"

The two of them quickly parted ways.

Knocking out is useless.

It's no use tying it up.

People in Caimen know how to play tricks, and even more so.

The most powerful thing about them is that they can spit out lotus flowers (poisonous smoke, medicine, hallucinations) from their mouths, and they can play around with their hands and feet.

Unless you can keep him unconscious, once he wakes up, it's a matter of minutes to untie the rope.Even when the droplets of his speech splashed on you, you didn't know how to get it, you would take the initiative to untie the rope for him, shouted twice as grandpa, sent him a big red envelope, and sent him away respectfully.

But no matter how powerful the person in the color door is, as long as his mouth is sealed with tape, his hands are covered with gloves, and his feet are put on rain boots, he will still play with the fire.It's like poking the appraiser's eyes blind, making the singer's voice hoarse, and cutting off the gourmet's tongue...

No matter how glamorous the game is, it can never be separated from its human origin.

Showing off one's skills with violence is often the simplest and most effective way.

After they left, I dug a little mud from the ground, kneaded it into a small mud ball, and went up to the second floor.

At the gate of [-].

I deliberately walked around the door twice to attract the attention of the people inside.

Since then.

I lit a cigarette and blew smoke rings into the crack of the door just like the Jinling Hotel plotted against me last time.

really.

There was a faint sound of footsteps inside.

It is estimated that the people in the room are already sticking to the crack of the door to see me.

I kicked the door hard.

"Bang" sounded!

The door opened.

A scream came from inside immediately.

I quickly flashed into the room.

Just as I was about to attack him, I froze for a moment.

This person in the lottery turned out to be the drunken and crazy old man who begged us for money when Lu Senyin and I were betting on whether the street lights above our heads would explode!He was hit by the sudden attack and his head was covered with blood. He sat on the ground.

I recognized him.

He certainly didn't recognize me.

But the old man reacted so quickly that it was unimaginable. He took advantage of me being slightly stunned, and, like a cunning rabbit, he quickly jumped to the edge of the window, trying to escape through the window.

Followed by.

The old man let out another scream.

Xiao Zhu lifted his foot outside the window and kicked him directly onto the bed.

The old man rolled twice in pain on the bed.

Don't miss out!

I pulled the bed sheet violently, wrapped the bed sheet several times with lightning speed, and wrapped it around his body. In the last circle, it wrapped around his neck, and I raised my hand violently. The old man suddenly seemed to hang himself. His face was flushed, and his mouth opened involuntarily.

I quickly stuffed the mud pill into his mouth.

Sheets are loose.

The old man swallowed the Niwan involuntarily.

"friend……"

I immediately said sharply: "Don't talk, don't move! The one just now is poison, and the girl with the blade next to her can cut your throat and kill you at any time, if you have the guts to try!"

Xiaozhu was just right, and the bamboo blade in his hand shot out quickly.

"Bang" sound.

The bamboo blade was inserted into the cabinet directly in front of the old man, and after entering the cabinet, the tail of the bamboo blade was still vibrating violently.

Seeing this, the old man was immediately dumbfounded, showing a face full of shit, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

I loosened the sheets.

at this time.

Bian Wu came up with his things.

When the old man saw Bian Wu, his eyes widened immediately, his expression extremely incredible.

Bian Wu was furious, cursed at the old coffin, and immediately wanted to go up and fuck him.

I said, "Bian Wu!"

Bian Wu had no choice but to stop, and stood beside him, gritting his teeth.

I took the gloves, rain boots, and adhesive tape, threw them on the bed, and said to the old man, "Take off the coat and outer pants by yourself, keep a pair of underpants, and put these things on!"

The old man looked a little desperate when he saw those things. In desperation, he took off his outer clothes, left a pair of boxer bottoms, put on gloves and rain boots, and sealed his mouth with tape A few big circles.

After the old man dropped his coat and trousers.

There was a clanging sound inside.

I took it over to have a look.

It's a treasure chest!
Human skin masks, various small pots of medicinal powder, colored ribbons, small ropes, blades, snuff bottles...

I even saw family planning supplies.

Old and strong!

After Xiaozhu saw the old man's incomparably weird appearance, he burst into a smile.

Don't talk about her.

I almost couldn't bear it either.

An old man with white hair, with a large black tape wrapped around his mouth, wearing a pair of boxer pants, fur gloves on his hands, and long rain boots on his feet, was looking at us with a troubled face.

This shape.

very chic.

I gave Bian Wu all those precious bumps in his clothes, and asked him to take them outside and light a fire.

Afterwards, I said to the old man, "Quickly ask and quickly answer. I'll ask, and you answer with pen and paper. If you want to survive, we don't play tricks."

The old man nodded upon hearing this.

Xiaozhu took out a pen and paper from the drawer in the room and handed it to him.

"What's your name?" I asked.

(End of this chapter)