boyutpedia Chapter 81 Smoke
Chapter 81 Smoke
Friends.
The door to the private room suddenly opened from the outside.
Ren Qi walked in from outside.
"Gone?"
"I'm leaving." Ah Hong continued fiddling with the tea set in front of her.
Ren Qi walked up with a smile and put her arm around Ah Hong's waist from behind. "How's it going? Did you get the message out?"
"Stop fooling around." Ah Hong twisted her body, trying to get rid of Ren Qi's hand. "It's already been sent out."
Seeing that she couldn't break free, Ah Hong stopped struggling and said with some worry, "Brother Huan, isn't what we're doing a bit inappropriate? What if they find out something?"
"That little brat? He's barely grown up, what could he possibly know?" Ren Qi licked his lips and laughed. "Let them investigate this kind of thing. By the time they've figured it out, we'll be long gone."
"Should we return the message?" Ah Hong asked with difficulty.
"Give it to me, why wouldn't we?" Ren Qi said while rubbing the object. "Since we agreed, of course we should give it to him. I don't know how many guts that Ah Biao has, daring to steal my business. If it weren't for..."
Halfway through her sentence, Ren Qi gently shook her head and stopped talking. Then, ignoring Ah Hong's attempts to stop her, she reached her hand inside her cheongsam.
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On the street outside the tea market, Gu Huai walked briskly.
"What did you mean by what you just said?" Xia Wanying followed a few steps and asked.
"Although it's unclear where his first pot of gold came from, the business he's doing now isn't clean," Gu Huai patiently replied. "From Ah Hong's words, I gathered that he probably makes a living selling information, and some of his money likely comes from there."
"Selling information?" Xia Wanying asked.
"Yes." Gu Huai nodded and said, "According to her, Ren Qi should be working as an information broker. That is to say, he does not participate in direct smuggling, but connects the upstream and downstream by selling information."
"According to her meaning?" Xia Wanying frowned. "What does that mean?"
Gu Huai glanced at Xia Wanying. Despite her usual cold demeanor, she always managed to grasp the key points when faced with a problem.
"It was she who leaked the information," Gu Huai explained as they walked. "This Ah Hong may seem like she let it slip, but she actually deliberately told me this information on purpose."
Gu Huai may not be the best at solving cases in the Pengcheng Municipal Public Security Bureau, but he is definitely the best at doing business.
Gu Huai had seen countless times in his past life the trick of deliberately creating an opening to secretly advance his plan.
In my past life, the first time I went out to buy fabric, a fabric merchant scolded his wife in front of me for being too talkative and revealing the bottom price.
At the time, I was convinced and calculated that it was indeed profitable, so I signed the contract on the spot.
As a result, the cloth shrank after being washed, and more than 300 out of 500 bolts of cloth were wasted.
Fortunately, Gu Guoliang revised the design overnight and turned the fabric into children's clothing, which was then sold at a discount, thus preventing him from losing everything.
From then on, he came to believe that anything he accidentally let slip was something he knew you would hear.
"Intentional?" Xia Wanying's doubts deepened.
"Yes, she did it on purpose," Gu Huai said. "This identity is likely just a smokescreen, or perhaps just the least noticeable one among his many identities."
Xia Wanying nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite.
"However, this also proves one thing." Gu Huai changed the subject, "The person he mentioned who handled the stolen goods is most likely real."
Xia Wanying frowned and said, "If he's really that powerful, why did he tell us immediately?"
"I don't know." Gu Huai shook his head. "There's too little relevant information; I can't make a judgment."
Xia Wanying nodded and didn't ask any further questions.
The two walked a few steps, greeted their colleagues who were waiting outside from a distance, and then hailed a taxi and left.
In the car, Gu Huai leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes for a while, his hand constantly pausing over the tea bag, Ah Hong's words replaying in his mind.
"The message is delivered, the tea is what's sold."
What exactly is implied in this sentence?
As soon as Gu Huai got out of the car at the entrance of the Municipal Bureau, his pager went off.
He took it out and saw that it was Hou Hao contacting him.
"Go upstairs first and tell Sister Ling what happened." Gu Huai waved the BP in his hand. "Brother Hou is looking for me."
After saying that, he turned and walked towards the guardhouse.
"Feed?"
"Ah Huai," Hou Hao's voice sounded a little anxious on the other end of the phone, "How's it going on your end?"
"Just finished my business and am still waiting for news," Gu Huai said. "How about you?"
"I'm investigating too," Hou Hao said hesitantly. "This morning, Wang Zhi gave me an idea, saying that we should draw out the daily routes of the missing drivers and compare their intersections."
"Any results?"
"Not yet," Hou Hao said. "I couldn't handle it all by myself, so I asked my master for help."
"No problem," Gu Huai replied. "Wang Zhi may not have explained it clearly to you, but he meant to have a large team do it together."
"Is that what you mean..." Hou Hao whispered, "Ah Huai, how did you know?"
"That's not important." Gu Huai deliberately changed the subject, pressing, "How narrowed down to now?"
"They're mostly concentrated in the area where Luohu and Bao'an meet," Hou Hao replied.
Gu Huai gripped the microphone tightly, his mind racing.
He was very close; in his memory, the area where those people were active in his previous life was basically this area.
That area is very similar to Yinhu Village. Local residents have built many buildings for rent, attracting a large number of outsiders.
Correspondingly, the area has always had poor public security, and there are several night markets with large crowds, making it suitable for clandestine activities.
"We need to continue the investigation," Gu Huai said. "We need to narrow down the scope further, focusing on comparing it with Chen Haoyu's route, and ideally pinpointing specific streets."
"Okay." Hou Hao paused, seemingly hesitating for a moment before speaking, "Ah Huai, my master..."
"Brother Hou," Gu Huai interrupted him, "the case is the most important thing, everything else is secondary. I believe Chief Wang thinks the same way."
There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone, then Hou Hao gave a soft "hmm" and hung up.
Pengcheng City Public Security Bureau, First Brigade Office.
After hanging up the phone, Hou Hao looked up at the person next to him.
"Master, I told you it was Ah Huai's idea to involve us, why did you insist on making me make this call?"
It turns out that Wu Feilin had been standing by and listening to the phone call the whole time, while Hou Hao had the call on speakerphone.
Hearing his apprentice's words, Wu Feilin's face darkened.
From the conversation just now, he could tell that Gu Huai's involvement was definitely part of the investigation plan that Wang Weiguo had mentioned that morning.
Wang Weiguo's decision to bypass him and notify Hou Hao raises questions about whether Gu Huai was involved.
It's just a case, isn't it? Is it really that big of a deal?
Thinking of this, Wu Feilin shook his head slightly and turned to walk into the office.
Seeing this, Hou Hao hurriedly asked, "Master, what should we do about this case?"
As Wu Feilin walked, he waved his hand, "Just do as Gu Huai said."