Hongying glanced at Moose in front of her.

Moose happened to be watching her too.

"Why didn't you answer the phone?" Moose asked.

Hongying deliberately bent her body forward and reached for the mobile phone on the coffee table: "Isn't this being picked up?"

The thin and loose red dress does not serve any purpose other than being beautiful.

The white northern hemisphere is covered with a red veil, gently swaying with the body.

Hongying picked up the phone.

The number displayed by the caller is not from a mobile phone, but from a public telephone booth.

She has many cell phone numbers.

Used for internal communication, used to receive information from outsiders, used to contact specific big shots...

If it is not a mobile phone, three mobile phone cards can be installed.

Hongying might have to carry three mobile phones with her.

The mobile phone she is holding now is for internal communication with the forces.

Of course, the high-level one card, the informant under him is another card.

Although very few people usually come to harass Hongying.

But many people know her mobile phone number.

Hongying couldn't guarantee whether her mobile phone number was leaked by some lax-tongued guy.

Hongying pressed the answer button: "Excuse me, who is it?"

"Haven't you been looking for me?"

The messenger's voice came from the phone.

Hearing this sentence, Hongying was puzzled for two seconds, then her eyes narrowed slightly, and she shifted her gaze to Moose.

And Ai Liang continued to speak.

"Although I don't know what you are looking for me for, but I happen to have a business here, and I want to talk to you, why don't we find a chance to meet?"

talk about...

Hongying looked at Moose and fell into deep thought.

Although Mu Si is a colleague of himself in name, he has only joined Song Jie's forces in less than three months.

Even if Song Jie has initially accepted Moose and let him enter the inner circle.

Hongying still has concerns and guards.

Especially recently when Moose broke away from the organization and rode directly on her head.

From Song Jie's subordinate to a cooperative relationship.

Originally Moose was just a downcast who came to seek asylum.

As a result, in just a few months, they made a comeback and set up a new branch.

This method is infinitely elevated, Hongying's fear of Moose.

So when Hongying was sent over by Song Jie, she kept the volume of her phone very low so that only she could hear it.

But...it's about the courier. When Song Jie sent Hongying over, he asked her to cooperate fully.

Hongying is considering whether to tell Moose about the messenger's call.

She hesitated for five seconds.

During these five seconds, Hongying looked around the living room.

Notebooks, coffee cans, maps, covered the coffee table.

She made a decisive decision and handed the phone to Moose.

Hongying would not mind if she could do something else with Moose.

But it's better to forget it just to help Moose here.

Hongying said to wait a moment, then covered the receiver and said to Moose: "It seems that we don't need to check the monitoring slowly."

"Found the trail of the messenger?!"

Moose asked hastily.

"No trace of the courier was found, but..."

When Hongying said this, she lightly licked her lower lip: "This call is from me."

How could Moose hold back when he heard this?

He threw the laptop aside and threw Hong Ying onto the sofa.

Then he stretched out his big evil hand towards her, and snatched the mobile phone she was protecting from her chest.

"Old Li! It's me! I'm Moose!"

What is a surprise? This is called surprise.

I worked tirelessly for two days, but I couldn't find the fart, but now the other party came to my door on my own initiative.

Moose felt at this moment, as if he spent a month memorizing the entire book in order to pass the ancient prose exam, except that he missed one article.

But on the eve of the exam, the teacher said that the exam was an open book, and what happened in the exam happened to be the one that was missed.

It felt both painful and joyful.

And on the other side of the phone...

"Old Li! It's me! I'm Moose!"

Ai Liang: (ー_ー)!!

Can anyone tell me why this guy also came to Qianhua City?

It's agreed to stay anonymous and don't ask about world affairs.

Turn around and hang out with the intelligence dealers in Qianhua City?

Should it be said that his country is easy to change and his nature is difficult to change, or that his dog can't change and eat shit...

Ai Liang felt a little tangled and helpless, and asked, "Why did you get involved with Song Jie's people?"

Moose sighed: "Oh, this matter, it's a long story for a child to have no mother..."

"That's a long story short."

Ai Liang interrupted Mu Si's complaint.

He stuffed not much cash, only enough to maintain ten calls.

"I can't explain it for a while, and we can talk about it when we meet at a place after dawn."

Moose held his mobile phone in one hand, and flipped through his small notebook with the other.

All the records on it are his backup mobile phone number.

Moose picked one at random, marked it with a black pen, and read out the number.

Ai Liang on the other end of the phone wrote down the numbers.

In order to maintain the character design of the messenger, he questioned Moose: "That is to say, the person Song Jie was looking for me was actually you? You also planned the throat-cutting case?"

Moose said with a sad face: "...Brother, can we not use the public phone booth to discuss these issues?"

Ai Liang doesn't care about these.

If he can get the news by making a phone call to the police, then there is a ghost.

The confidentiality of public telephones is not strong, which cannot be denied.

But this is based on someone checking.

Who would take the time to check the call records of public phones.

Even if they investigate, the people of Ai Liang are gone, so what if they find out.

When the time comes, it will be Moose who will feel uncomfortable, not himself.

With Moose's character as a chicken thief, the phone number he just gave must also be a backup phone number.

It is not certain whether we can get through after today.

Check shit.

"With all due respect, you have mixed up with Song Jie's people and even offered a bounty for my whereabouts. I can't believe you."

Ai Liang expressed her concerns in a very straightforward way.

"Come on, Lao Li, we used to be a cooperative relationship anyway. Is my reputation so low?"

Moose unconsciously used a pleading tone.

Before, he wouldn't be so humble.

But at this moment.

Whether the messenger is willing to come over, and whether there is any news about the hermit are related to his life.

Matters related to the hermit, no matter how big or small, must never be mentioned on the phone.

So no matter what, he had to meet the messenger face to face.

"You book the meeting place in advance, and let me know when you get there, okay?"

Moose handed over the initiative to Ai Liang.

It can be said to be full of sincerity.

Hongying at the side looked at Moose with weird eyes.

In their line of business, it is almost impossible to leave the meeting place completely in the hands of others.

Unless that intelligence dealer has absolute trust in that person.

No matter how the messenger was rejected by the Asian League, he was also the first bounty hunter of the Asian League who had won the Medal of Honor.

Moose is the shady intelligence chief in Nevada City.

No matter how you look at it, the relationship between the two will not be that good.

"we'll talk about it then."

Ai Liang neither agreed nor refused, put the microphone on the phone booth and left.

"Wait a moment…"

Beep, beep, beep...

Listening to the busy tone on the phone, Moose's face turned blue and pale.

Thousands of words turned into one word: "Fuck!"

Looking at the distraught Moose, Hongying lifted her skirt and got off the sofa.

Walking behind Moose with a gust of fragrance, he reached out and took back his mobile phone.

"Since the person has been found, how about resting tonight?"

Hongying quietly wrapped her arms around Moose's waist, and asked against his back.

Moose didn't answer, or had just answered.

He ignored the messy little hands on his waist, turned back to the sofa, and took out a stack of calling cards from his wallet.

After searching for a while in front of the small book.

Moose inserted one of the cards into his mobile phone.

He put his phone on the coffee table, folded his hands with a straight face, and stared at it without blinking.

Seeing this, Hongying frowned and complained.

"Are you so sure that the other party will call? What if the other party contacts the police and locates the cell phone signal? I don't want to be arrested with you."

"He's not going to contact the police."

Moose said firmly: "Since he has started investigating the throat slitting case, there is no way he will contact the police."

Throat slit? This matter has something to do with the messenger?

Hongying secretly wrote down this information~lightnovelpub.net~ You really know him well, obviously you two, one is the lackey of the Asian Union, and the other is an intelligence dealer. "

After hinting three times in a row, Hong Ying, who was rejected by Moose, made a mocking remark.

However, the tone was still full of flattery.

This woman has completely integrated the skill of courtesan into her own instinct.

Every move is full of coquettishness.

Moose didn't pay attention to her, no matter how Hongying posed, she didn't look at her.

Feeling bored, Hongying walked into the bathroom with her waist twisted.

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