District 9

In the corridor on the fourth floor of Xile Palace, when a man in his thirties and his companions were waiting for a private room, Qin Yu and others walked up, and the two met at the stairs.

"Hey, I'm sorry, give me a moment." Fu Xiaohao said politely when he saw that the other party was blocking the stairs.

The man in his thirties put his hands behind his back, looked up at everyone, and stepped back with a smile.

Qin Yu nodded at the other party out of politeness, turned and entered the corridor.

As soon as everyone appeared, the corridor became lively in an instant.

"Hey, Xiaowei, why are you here?"

"Haha, old cat, we haven't seen each other for a long time."

"...!"

The middle-aged people standing at the door of several private rooms immediately gathered around them as soon as they saw Zhu Wei and Lao Mao.

The two stood in front of everyone. After a few brief greetings, they stepped aside and introduced: "This is Captain Qin."

"Hello, Captain Qin, I work in building materials on the black street. I have wanted to meet you for a long time, but there has never been a chance." A fat middle-aged man stretched out his hand and said, "We must have a drink later. ha."

"Hey, okay, okay, let's talk later."

"Captain Qin, I have been friends with the second brother for many years. I saw you last time on Tuzh Street, haha!"

"Hey, I remember, I remember."

"...!"

More and more people gathered around him, blocking the entire corridor. Qin Yu looked at these familiar or completely unfamiliar strangers and could only force himself to be patient and chat with them one by one.

Next to the stairs, a man in his thirties looked at the busy corridor with his hands behind his back, frowning slightly.

"Okay, don't be stuck here. Go back to the private room and chat later." Zhu Wei clapped his hands and shouted.

"Let's go, go to the private room first." Qin Yu greeted everyone and walked forward.

More than a dozen people followed, walking slowly towards the private room at the far end of the corridor.

In the private rooms on both sides of the corridor, there were many brothers of Ma Laoer and Xu Yang. When they saw Qin Yu arriving, they all came out, nodded and shouted.

"Brother Yu."

"Hello, Brother Yu."

"...!"

Qin Yu listened to the shouts around him and nodded to everyone with a smile, but his steps were much faster.

At the entrance of the stairs, a man in his thirties looked at Qin Yu's back, listened to the deafening shouts, and commented softly: "Scenery!"

…

Qin Yu entered the private room and did not see Ma Laoer, but he saw Xu Yang.

"Here he comes?!" Xu Yang stood up and came over.

Qin Yu took off his coat and threw it to Ding Guozhen. He looked at Xu Yang with a slight frown and said, "Next time, don't play tricks. There are many people in this place, and it will be bad to spread the word."

Xu Yang was stunned: "You mean there are too many people here?"

"That's right." Qin Yu nodded and responded softly: "Find a few people you can talk to? Just sit in a private room and chat for a while. You have so many people coming to join in the fun and let outsiders see how many people are online. "

"Then you really can't blame me and the second child for this matter." Xu Yang responded in a low voice, "There are many people. We couldn't even make a date before, but when Pei Deyong fell down, it was so terrible." I've come to my door...I want to meet you and have a drink...then this enthusiasm is hard to refuse."

"I'm not an escort when I'm on horseback. I'm always drinking with people I don't know." Qin Yu cursed helplessly.

"Haha, come on, sit down." Xu Yang greeted.

"Bang."

At this moment, Ma Laoer opened the private room door and walked in. He looked up at Qin Yu and asked, "Why can't you get through on the phone?"

"Maybe there's no signal, what's wrong?" Qin Yu turned around and asked.

"Xu Yang, Old Mao, you and Xiao Yu come out." Ma Laoer called out.

The three of them were stunned for a moment, then stepped forward to greet them.

Hallway door.

Qin Yu lowered his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I heard from Brother Feng that the new underworld police chief is also here," Ma Laoer responded in a low voice, "He came here with the people from the police station."

The three of them were startled when they heard the sound.

"Really?" Qin Yu came back to his senses and asked, "Lao Li didn't call me either."

"Maybe he just arrived."

"...Why did Brother Feng tell you this alone?" Qin Yu asked.

"Fuck." Ma Laoer blinked and cursed: "Didn't I book all the private rooms on this floor? Someone from the police station came over and asked for a big bag, but the waiter didn't bother him... He just gave it to Ye Lin called."

Everyone was speechless after hearing this.

The old cat looked sideways at Ma Laoer, slapped him on the head and asked, "Should I plant a tree in your heart?"

Ma Laoer was stunned: "What do you mean?"

"I realize you don't have a clue?!" Lao Mao replied speechlessly: "How big are you? You've already squeezed yourself out of the door. Aren't you wearing little shoes for Brother Yu?"

"I didn't know they were coming, and most of these people were not called by me. They came here on their own." Ma Laoer explained urgently.

"Stop talking." Xu Yang frowned and scolded: "Hurry up and recognize the door."

"Which private room is it in? Have you arranged it?" Qin Yu asked.

"The third floor is arranged, 3019."

"Let's go and have a look." Qin Yu immediately greeted: "Don't call anyone else, just us."

"Let's go." Ma Laoer nodded immediately.

After the four of them heard the sound, they didn't go back to the private room to get drinks. They just hurried downstairs.

A few minutes later, in private room 3019 downstairs, Qin Yu looked at the empty sofa, turned to the waiter and asked: "Where are the people in this room, haven't they come yet?"

"Oh, they don't want this private room anymore, let's go." The waiter heard the sound and walked over and said back.

Qin Yu was stunned: "It's over, I was squeezed away."

…

Downstairs, in the car.

A man in his thirties, sitting in the back seat, said with a smile: "There are too many people inside, and there will definitely be knocks on the door soon, so let's just find a place to talk and chat for a while."

"Feng Si, let me make the arrangements," Wen Yonggang, who had just arrived, said softly, "I'm quite familiar with this place."

"That's fine." Feng Si looked at Wen Yonggang and nodded.

"Let's go, drive forward." The middle-aged co-pilot greeted the driver.

"Old Wen, how long have you been on the underworld?" Feng Si put his hand in and asked softly.

"I've just been transferred to the underworld, and I used to work in the police station." Wen Yonggang responded with a smile.

"Ah." Feng Si nodded and then asked, "What do you think of the working atmosphere here?"

After Wen Yonggang pondered for a while, he started to work: "The atmosphere here depends on others to mobilize, and the work ability is there, but the police officers and the police force like to stick together."

"Whose group are you hugging?" Feng Si asked seemingly casually.

Wen Yonggang grinned: "This..."

"It's okay, just chatting." Feng Si looked at his expression and added softly: "Let's understand the situation."

"I heard a big saying after Pei Deyong was arrested." Wen Yonggang shook his sparse bangs and turned to look at Feng Si.

"What are you talking about?" Feng Si asked.

"Kick away the Yuan family and deal with the Pei family. From now on, there will be only one voice in the underworld." Wen Yonggang said a little word in a cruel voice.

Feng Si looked at Wen Yonggang, nodded with a smile, and said nothing more.

…

In the Palace of Joy.

"Leaving?" Old Mao asked with his hands behind his back, "Aren't you feeling uncomfortable?"

Qin Yu walked a few steps back and forth in the private room, turned around and replied: "As a human being, socializing is unavoidable. If he feels uncomfortable because of this, it is because he is difficult to get along with. Let's keep a low profile. We should also keep a proper distance in the team and work as we should without thinking too much."

"Yes." The old cat nodded.

…

Jiangzhou.

After Coco simply packed her luggage, she lowered her head and sent a text message to Qin Yu: "Get ready to pick up the driver, I am about to leave."