After hesitating for a mont, Ling Chen suppressed his impulse and carefully observed the situation at that table. The five n were dressed very ordinarily, not like wealthy people. Of course, if they were wealthy, they wouldn’t co to a place like this to eat. However, judging from their expressions, those n didn’t seem to be good people. One of the n even had a few knife scars on his face, looking very ferocious. Among them, he was the quietest while the others were bragging and chatting. He just sat there quietly, drinking his tea.
Moreover, the scar-faced man’s gaze occasionally swept around, as if observing the surroundings, showing great caution.
Ling Chen took a few glances, then locked his gaze on Xia Mutong. Xia Mutong was wearing a very sexy off-the-shoulder outfit, with her long hair flowing gracefully, displaying none of the briskness of a police officer, but rather an elegant deanor. However, seeing a man’s hand rubbing Xia Mutong’s tender shoulder, Ling Chen felt quite displeased, wishing he could rush over and kick the man away.
This little lady... Ling Chen shook his head helplessly. From his understanding of Xia Mutong, she would never mingle with this kind of man, let alone dress so provocatively. The only reason for her to act that way is to go undercover.
Thinking of this, Ling Chen couldn’t help but shift his gaze to the woman across from him. Her attention was always on that group, and after taking out a cigarette box, she never lit a cigarette. Glancing at the cigarette box on the table, he noticed that one end of it was facing that group. Upon seeing this, Ling Chen imdiately understood. That was not a cigarette box at all, but a miniature cara used for secret filming.
Apparently, this woman in front of him was also a police officer, specifically there to investigate and gather evidence.
While thinking, three n in their forties walked in from outside the restaurant. Seeing the n at the door, the scar-faced man imdiately stood up and waved at them. The three n responded with a wave and quickly walked towards the scar-faced man’s table.
With guests arriving, except for the scar-faced man, the other n and won all stood up from the table and moved to another table, leaving their seats for the three new middle-aged n.
After sitting down, the scar-faced man courteously took out a pack of cigarettes, handing one to the three middle-aged n, but they politely refused.
Then, the four of them began to chat at the table. Due to the distance and the noisy environnt of the restaurant, Ling Chen couldn’t hear clearly. The woman across from Ling Chen seed very eager to hear their conversation, but unfortunately, Ling Chen couldn’t hear it, let alone her.
Heh! Who would have thought I’d run into sothing like this while grabbing a al. Having been idle for a while, Ling Chen found the sudden event quite intriguing, since it was related to Xia Mutong. To be honest, Ling Chen was very interested in their conversation. Imdiately, he stood up and walked to a nearby waiter, asking for a few more bottles of wine.
Of course, acquiring wine was just a cover; the real purpose was to eavesdrop on their conversation. He was only about three ters away from those people. With his keen hearing, even in a noisy environnt, he could clearly hear their words.
"Gentlen, isn’t the price for this batch of goods too high? Can you make it cheaper?"
"Long, this is already the lowest price. Do you know how much they are asking in the market now? At least two million per bottle, and the demand exceeds the supply. We don’t have much stock either. If it weren’t for your sake, we wouldn’t be allocating so much to you. So, Long, can you accept this price?"
The scar-faced man, referred to as Long, hesitated for a mont and nodded, "Alright, according to your quote, one hundred eighty thousand per bottle, I’ll take all three bottles."
"Great, Long is indeed a straightforward person. In that case, let’s trade money for goods." Saying this, a middle-aged man placed a briefcase on the table, took out a slip of paper from his pocket, and handed it to the scar-faced man, "The goods you want are in there, and this is my bank account number; you can transfer the money directly."
The scar-faced man nodded, imdiately taking out his phone to operate.
Soon, the scar-faced man put down his phone, looking at the three middle-aged n, "The money has been transferred. As for the goods... I won’t inspect them; I trust you won’t play tricks."
"Long, you must be joking. We rely on integrity for a living, why would we ruin our reputation? Alright! Long, since the business is done, we’ll be leaving." With that, the three middle-aged n got up and left the restaurant.
As the three middle-aged n left, Xia Mutong and the other n and won returned to the scar-faced man’s table. Ling Chen took a glance, seeing that the important parts of the conversation were overheard, he returned to his seat, eating while keeping an eye on their movents.
About ten minutes later, the scar-faced man and the others got up and left the restaurant after paying the bill.
Seeing them leave, the woman sitting across from Ling Chen imdiately pulled out her phone and sent a text ssage. She then quickly walked outside the restaurant. Seeing this, Ling Chen threw down a few hundred-yuan bills and followed her out.
Outside the restaurant, Ling Chen glanced around and saw the scar-faced man and Xia Mutong getting into a business car, heading straight down the road. The woman who tried to follow them secretly hurried to the roadside, trying to stop a taxi, but unfortunately, all the taxis passing by were occupied.
Ling Chen chuckled to himself, driving his car slowly beside the woman, then rolling down the window and leaning out to ask, "Miss, need a ride?"
Seeing Ling Chen, her eyes lit up, and without another word, she opened the door and got into the passenger seat, "Quickly, follow that business car ahead."
Upon the urging of the opposite party, Ling Chen smiled, driving his sedan to follow. Luckily, there was a traffic light ahead. The business car waited for more than ten seconds for the red light, giving Ling Chen plenty of ti to catch up.
"Miss, what are you doing?"
The woman directly pulled out an ID from her pocket, waved it in front of Ling Chen, and said, "See that? I’m a police officer, and you need to cooperate with my work. From now on, you and your car are requisitioned by ."
Ling Chen glanced at it and saw the na ’Zhang Ling’ on the ID, presumably the woman’s na. Judging by the photo on it, as expected by Ling Chen, she was indeed a typical beauty.
"So it’s Officer Zhang." Ling Chen joked with a smile, "I can understand you requisitioning my car, but... if you want to requisition ... I’m wondering what thod you would use for that?"
Zhang Ling glared at him, not at all amused, "Are you flirting with a cop? I think you’re itching for trouble."
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