I Just Want to Be a Salted Fish in Peace

　　Click!

　　With the sound of the door lock being opened, Zhuang Tong walked into the living room with a small bag.

　　Seeing that he was packing his clothes, Zhuang Tong wondered, "Darling, where are you going?"

　　"Go to Yangcheng!"

　　After Lin Xian replied, he asked, "Do you want to go together?"

　　"How many days?"

　　Zhuang Tong's eyes lit up and he asked the question with great interest.

　　Lin Xian replied: "It is tentatively scheduled for three days, it may be earlier or later."

　　"If you're doing business, then I won't cause you any trouble." Zhuang Tong said thoughtfully.

　　"It's not a serious matter. If you are lucky, you might even be able to eat the authentic Manchu-Han dinner!" Lin Xian said with a smile.

　　Hearing this, Zhuang Tong nodded and said, "Then I'll go too!"

　　After all, she also began to pack her clothes.

　　Seeing a brand new suit on the bed, Zhuang Tong said in surprise: "Dear, is this the new suit you bought today?"

　　"I bought it in the magic capital." Lin Xian nodded.

　　"Hee hee, you must look handsome in a suit!"

　　Zhuang Tong said and put the suit into the suitcase.

　　Seeing this, Lin Xian raised his eyebrows and said, "You don't need to bring a suit. It should be very hot in Yangcheng at this time. Just bring a few sets of summer clothes."

　　"Don't you know? Because of the typhoon in Yangcheng, the temperature has cooled during this period, and the temperature difference between day and night is very large." Zhuang Tong explained.

　　"All right!"

　　Anyway, it's just a suit, and it doesn't add much weight.

　　While Zhuang Tong was packing up his skin care products, Lin Xian used his mobile phone to book a hotel online and two flights to Yangcheng at [-] o'clock tonight, and then sent the flight information to the manager of Swift Detective Company.

　　Booking tickets on the same day is much more expensive than booking tickets in advance, especially in first class.

　　It took five or six hours to fly from Jinling to Yangcheng. It was too uncomfortable to fly in economy class. Of course, Lin Xian would not feel wronged.

　　Anyway, for him, the airfare money is only a ten-minute profit.

　　After half an hour.

　　Lin Xian and Zhuang Tong dragged a suitcase and walked out of the community leisurely, holding hands.

　　Arriving at the parking lot, Zhuang Tong drove the Beetle steadily towards Lukou Airport.

　　……

　　Yangcheng.

　　Three in the morning.

　　Lin Xian took Zhuang Tong and got off the plane with a tired face.

　　Although it is first class, the comfort is far worse than that of the sofa at home.

　　And along the way, it may be due to the typhoon, and the air flow is frequently encountered, which is very bumpy.

　　The plane, which was scheduled to take off at [-]:[-], was also delayed by an hour.

　　The plane landed at Yangcheng Airport, it was already three in the morning!

　　Zhuang Tong leaned on Lin Xian's shoulder and said with a bitter face: "Dear, I'm so sleepy and hungry!"

　　"Just bear with it a little longer!" Lin Xian pinched her pretty face and comforted.

　　He, too, was sleepy and hungry.

　　Food on the fly...

　　Lin Xian was too lazy to complain, who knows who eats it.

　　After taking the suitcase, when the two walked to the exit, they saw a middle-aged uncle in a denim jacket standing in the crowd.

　　The middle-aged uncle held a sign with Lin Xian's name written on it.

　　Taking Zhuang Tong and walking over quickly, Lin Xian asked, "Are you an employee of the Swift Detective Company?"

　　The middle-aged uncle asked, "Are you Mr. Lin?"

　　"Yes, it's me!"

　　"Hello, my name is Tang Ping, and the manager ordered me to come pick you up!"

　　After introducing himself, Tang Ping asked, "Have you booked the hotel for the two of you?"

　　"It's already booked!" Lin Xian nodded and couldn't help yawning.

　　Seeing this, Tang Ping suggested: "Mr. Lin, if you are not in a hurry, you can rest for a night and go to someone tomorrow.".

Chapter 126

　　Looking at Zhuang Tong with a tired face beside him, Lin Xian nodded and said, "Let's talk about it tomorrow!"

　　Tang Ping said with a smile: "Okay, then Mr. Lin can leave it to the phone, I won't disturb your rest!"

　　"Don't worry, let's have a late night snack together!" Lin Xian invited.

　　Although it is necessary for work, it is not easy for people to pick up the plane late at night and early in the morning.

　　Secondly, Lin Xian also wanted to know the current situation of Master Liao Jie.

　　"No need for Mr. Lin." Tang Ping refused with discernment.

　　"Let's go together, and tell me about the information you have investigated by the way!"

　　Hearing this, Tang Ping no longer refused, showing a simple and honest smile: "Then I'll disturb you!"

　　The three walked out of the airport, and a cold wind suddenly greeted them.

　　Lin Xian and Zhuang Tong suddenly shivered.

　　I go!

　　Really cool!

　　"Affected by the typhoon these days, the temperature difference between day and night is very large, Mr. Lin should pay attention to keep warm!" Tang Ping reminded.

　　"Ok!"

　　Lin Xian nodded and took Zhuang Tong straight to a black Bentley.

　　As a VIP user of Shangri-La Hotel, shuttle service is just one of the most basic services.

　　After confirming his identity, the Bentley driver graciously opened the door and took the suitcase.

　　Sitting on the comfortable leather seat of Bentley, Lin Xian could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

　　Comfortable!

　　Think about it too, comfort is the selling point of Bentley, the cost of a seat is as high as 20, can it be uncomfortable?

　　Zhuang Tong rested his head on Lin Xian's shoulder and said disappointedly, "My dear, the first class cabin is completely different from what I imagined."

　　"You thought it was an Emirates flight?"

　　Lin Xian smiled slightly and explained: "This is the case with domestic short-haul flights. If it is a long-haul flight or an international flight, it will be much better."

　　"All right!"

　　Zhuang Tong was indeed sleepy, but he couldn't sleep at the moment, leaning on his shoulder, looking very sluggish.

　　Lin Xian carefully looked at Tang Ping, who was in the seat opposite, and realized that he had made a mistake before.

　　The age of the other party should not be too old, at most in his thirties, but because of his dark and rough skin, he looks older.

　　He sat there with his back straight and his hands naturally resting on his lap.

　　This standard sitting posture should be a habit developed in the army.

　　Seeing this, Lin Xian couldn't help but ask, "Have you been a soldier before?"

　　"I worked as a scout for two years, and then went abroad to work as a mercenary for a year after being discharged from the army!" Tang Ping nodded.

　　"Have you ever worked as a mercenary?" Lin Xian asked in surprise.

　　To be honest, Lin Xian's impression of mercenaries only stays in movies and novels.

　　When you think of mercenaries, words like licking blood and bullets pop up in your mind.

　　Seeing his surprised look, Tang Ping explained: "It's not actually a mercenary, it's essentially a security guard, because places like FZ and ZD are more chaotic, so Chinese people need to recruit security guards in companies there. OK, but life is too boring.”

　　"It was during that time that I became obsessed with detective novels and movies, so I quit my job and returned to China to join the current detective agency."

　　Zhuang Tong raised his brows and said in surprise, "Are you a detective? It doesn't look like it!"

　　Tang Ping smiled bitterly: "At the beginning, I suffered from the loss of lack of culture. After returning to China and entering the industry, I found out that private detectives have no living environment in China at all. Basically, they help to catch mistresses, find people and other tasks. Moreover, this industry is mixed, what kind of There are people, and many people just disappear when they do it.”

　　"That's it!"

　　The image of a private detective in Zhuang Tong's heart collapsed instantly.

　　Lin Xian was not surprised, he had checked it before.

　　In fact, it is not only the star mark country, but also the so-called detective agencies abroad.Movies are movies after all, and there is still a big difference between them and reality.

　　Lin Xian said, "Tell me about Liao Jie's situation!"

　　"Liao Jie, male, 56 years old, used to be the head chef of Ji Rui Building, and currently works as a night shift employee in a convenience store on West Street, Panyu District."

　　After a pause, Tang Ping continued: "According to my contact with him, his spirit seems to have some problems."

　　"Mental problems? Tell me in detail." Lin Xian frowned.

　　"I pretended to go to a convenience store to buy things, and after talking to him, I found that his language skills were very poor, his speech was rambling, and he couldn't communicate with him normally. Moreover, he was a serious drinker. I saw with my own eyes that he took conveniences when he went to work. Drink alcohol from the store!"

　　For a while, Lin Xian couldn't help but fell into deep thought.