Detective from the future

Chapter 98 Windfall

In an urban village, in a rental house of more than ten square meters.

A man in a blue T-shirt sat on the bed and poured out the contents of the backpack beside him, including two iPhones, a necklace, a pair of earrings, and more than 1000 yuan in cash.

Looking at his mobile phone, the man in the blue T-shirt said enviously, "These little brewers are rich and use TM two iPhones."

"Jingle Bell……"

The man in the blue T-shirt's cell phone rang. He glanced at the screen of the cell phone, squinted his eyes and smiled, "Yo, Mr. Jun is calling."

"Hey."

"Hello, Mr. Luo."

The man who called was Luo Xinghua.

"Shrimp boy, have you got the thing?"

"Young Master Luo, you can rest assured that I am doing things. Both mobile phones are here." Shrimp Boy smiled.

"The money is ready. I'll drive to you tonight and pay for the money with the other hand." Luo Xinghua said.

"Master Luo, how much did you prepare?"

"fifty thousand."

Shrimp Boy smashed his mouth: "Tsk tsk, is it a little less?"

"This is the price we negotiated at the beginning."

"I didn't know the market at the beginning, and I just inquired about it today. This kind of work usually starts at [-]."

"You TMD think that Lao Tzu is Kaizi." Luo Xinghua scolded.

"Don't get excited, I don't mean to be a little tight on money, so you can take it to help me." Shrimp Boy flattered.

Luo Xinghua hesitated for a moment: "How much do you want?"

"50."

"50." Luo Xinghua smiled, and said coldly, "This money is enough for me to find someone to destroy you, believe it or not?"

"I believe that you have a lot of people, don't be as knowledgeable as a small person like me, 50 is just a drizzle to you, just treat it as a small amount of money to send beggars." Xiazi said.

"Up to one hundred thousand."

"At least 40 million."

"20."

"30, I'll send this thing to the police station for a penny less." Shrimp boy threatened.

"You're stupid, you stole things, the police really want to find me, you can run away." Luo Xinghua scolded.

"It's not the first time I've gone in, but Mr. Luo, you have a delicate skin and tender meat. I don't know if you can adapt to it. In addition, I surrendered myself, so I must come out before you." Shrimp Boy smiled. .

"Is this interesting?"

"Some people are naturally jealous. I am that person. When I think that you are worse than me, I am happy."

"I rely on @#%&#..." Luo Xinghua cursed for a while.

"Hehe." Shrimp Boy smiled and said indifferently, "I've finished scolding you, and will I give you money for a sentence?"

"Yes, I'll give it to you, but remember, if you don't count on what you say, I'll find someone to do it for you immediately with 100 million." Luo Xinghua threatened.

"I'm just a rotten fish. It's not worth your dirty hands. You should keep the 100 million for yourself. I know the importance. Don't look at things you shouldn't look at, and don't want money you shouldn't ask for." Xiazi said.

"Remember what you said." Luo Xinghua hung up the phone after he finished speaking.

"Whoosh..."

Shrimp Boy heaved a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from his head, and spat: "Sister, I'm just here to hang out, I'm afraid he's a son and brother."

Thinking of this Shrimp Boy being relaxed, he couldn't help humming a little song: "I've made money, I don't know how to spend it, I bought a Nokia in my left hand and a Motorola in my right... Buy a Samsung."

Shrimp Boy packed up his things, hid his two iPhones, and left the rental room humming a little song: "I've made money, I've made money, let's eat something today..."

Shrimp Boy strolled to the nearby Yiguoxian Restaurant. This is a restaurant that buys seafood, and it is also the most high-end restaurant in the vicinity. In the past, Shrimp Boy was reluctant to come here.

A waitress came over with a small book: "What would you like to eat."

Shrimp Boy rolled his eyes and glanced at the waitress: "Here's a pot of fresh food."

"Sir, how many are you?"

"Just me."

"Sir, there are ten kinds of seafood in one pot, and you may not be able to finish it all by yourself." The waitress reminded kindly.

"What you eat is just your mood, it doesn't matter how much, come on." Shrimp Boy waved his hand, isn't it just money, bro.

The restaurant is open to do business, the customer is willing to spend money, the waiter will naturally not persuade the second time.

"Do you want anything else?"

"Does Wuliangye have it?"

"Have."

"Is there Maotai?"

"Have."

"Is there any Octave on Qindao?"

"Have."

"The same bottle, all opened."

"Wait a minute, I'll be here soon."

As soon as the waitress left, Shrimp Boy slapped his forehead: "Look at my memory, I forgot to get a bottle of Bordeaux."

"It's best not to mix wine, it's easy to drink." A man in his 20s came over and advised.

"If you don't drink it, how do you know which bottle of wine is good?" Shrimp Boy hummed.

"Little young man, listen to the advice to eat enough, eat seafood and drink less beer." A man in his 30s also persuaded.

"Who the hell are you? To tell you the truth, don't look at the expensive prices of Maotai and Wuliangye. My brother may not be used to drinking it. Why do you like to drink beer?"

Shrimp Boy stood up and took out a pack of cigarettes from his body: "Sister, go out and smoke a cigarette, and come back after a meal."

There was another man behind Shrimp Boy. He was not tall and looked very energetic. He held Shrimp Boy's shoulder and made him sit back again.

"Sit here honestly, don't make yourself uncomfortable."

Shrimp Boy distributed the cigarettes to everyone: "Brothers, I really went out to smoke a cigarette."

The few people who surrounded Shrimp Boy were Han Bin, Zeng Ping, Zhao Ming, Li Hui and others.

"Snapped!"

Li Hui waved his hand and gave him a head: "You are quite clever, so you're ready to run."

"Brother, what's the matter with you? I didn't offend you." Shrimp Boy licked his face and smiled.

He was surrounded by four people and couldn't run if he wanted to.

"Do you know Luo Xinghua?" Zhao Ming asked.

Shrimp Boy hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I don't know."

"Snapped!"

Li Hui waved his hand and gave him another head: "Stop pretending, Brother Luo asked us to come."

"Is Mr. Luo really asking you to come?"

Zeng Ping took a puff of cigarette: "Don't toast, don't eat and drink fine, kid, either hand over your mobile phone or we will abolish you."

"Where's the money, where's the money he promised me?" Shrimp Boy asked.

Han Bin took out a travel bag: "The money is here, what about the stuff?"

"how much is it?"

"The bag was given by Luo Xinghua. We don't know what you're talking about. We just need money to do things." Han Bin put the travel bag on the table.

"How did Young Master Luo know that I was here?"

"I don't know where you live? How can I ask you to do business?" Han Bin said.

"Young Master Luo is still powerful, and Young Master Luo is still powerful." Shrimp Boy looked ingratiating.

"Stop talking nonsense, take out the things." Li Hui scolded.

Shrimp Boy instinctively shrank his neck: "I'll take you to get it, I hide both mobile phones at home."

Two!

Han Bin and Zeng Ping looked at each other, and it seemed that there was an unexpected gain this time.

　Ask for a recommendation ticket!

　　

(End of this chapter)