full-time abuse

At four or five o'clock in the morning, before dawn, people sleep the most deeply and are the least vigilant.At this time, if I don't do something bad, I'm really sorry for myself.

The main role of the 798 Art Zone in the Imperial City is to consume meaningless resources, such as mass production of non-mainstream painters and performance artists—of course, occasionally, someone like Song Chen who loves life and is positive, and will do everything possible to solve problems for others good youth.

……Wait a minute!at all costs?

"I'm freezing to death, let's go back quickly." Song Chen rubbed the back of his hands that were frozen stiff, grunted, wrapped his black windbreaker tightly and went out in the cold wind of early winter.

In order to meet the living needs of the artists, several fast hotels have been newly opened nearby. In big cities, the entertainment industry is the most developed.Song Chen walked slowly to the underground parking lot near the express hotel in the early morning, which is suitable for doing bad things.

Incompetent security guards never had the habit of keeping watch at night. Song Chen knew that the camera near the entrance of the parking lot was not working well, so he trotted in against the wall.

The fluorescent lights were shining brightly, against the empty and dead environment inside the huge parking lot, it looked like a scene from a ghost movie.He tried to walk as lightly as possible, for fear of disturbing anyone—a pair of artist cars bumped into here last time, leaving an indelible psychological shadow on both of them.

"Mercedes-Benz, put one on; Audi, put on one; Land Rover, put on one; Lamborghini? It takes several." Song Chen muttered, holding a bunch of business cards in his hand in the gap of the passenger window.

He had carefully considered choosing the position of the co-pilot to post an advertisement.

Generally speaking, if there is a man or a woman in his arms when picking up the car, it is unlikely that he has a serious name. If you drive alone frankly, you can find it when you are sitting in the driver's seat.

After Song Chen handed out the last business card, he turned and left the underground parking lot.

On the window of the Toyota car behind him, there is a thin card, on which a line of words can be vaguely seen: "The company accepts entrustments such as whereabouts investigation, asset estimation, pet recovery, debt collection and revenge, and the price discount is absolutely confidential. please contact."

……

There is an inconspicuous brick-gray building on the edge of the art district. The first floor is a coffee shop. The overall decoration may be considered tasteful in other places, but there are talents everywhere. A fall accidentally trampled to death three individual 798s. In other words, it can only be called ordinary.

Only the first floor is open to the public, and the most special thing about this building is obviously elsewhere.As the owner of the second and third floors, it is mysterious to outsiders, but it is nothing to Song Chen, it is his home.

After posting the advertisement, it was already past seven in the morning when we returned to the second floor of the small building. Song Chen took off his windbreaker and hung it at the door. He walked to the sofa and prepared to go back to sleep. Shout out and cheer him up.

Coming to business so soon?

Song Chen pressed the call button, and there was an anxious middle-aged man's voice: "Can I get a loan?"

"The company's high-interest loan business is under initial construction, and you can take out a loan now..." He answered solemnly, and at the same time he took out his pocket with the other hand, even holding the banknotes and steel coins in his hand, and sat on the sofa to count. , continued, "You can take out a loan... a total of 26 yuan, with an interest of [-]% per day."

"Crazy!" The man on the other end hung up the phone immediately.

After being scolded for no reason, Song Chen felt aggrieved holding all his wealth - he didn't have a single business recently, and he couldn't open the pot anymore.

"Ah——" He stretched his waist, lay down on the sofa in a daze, and was about to continue sleeping, but the sound of footsteps from the third floor woke Song Chen up.

There was a man in pure cotton pajamas standing on the stairs. His beige suit didn't change his stern and cold demeanor. The man's slightly curly hair was a little messy, and he was holding a mobile phone with the screen still on. Chen said: "Boss, I have a job here. The client is a housewife who suspects her husband..."

"Catching the mistress is catching the mistress!" Song Chen lay on the fabric sofa with his hands and feet spread out, yelling impatiently with a headache, "Can't you find me something that will help spread positive energy and promote love and beauty? Every day, How can people believe in love in the future!"

The man's name was Zhong Wan, hesitantly said: "But..."

"What is it!" Song Chen interrupted him again, and this time gave a clear reason, "Generally, when the relationship between husband and wife is not completely broken, it is just 'doubt', then we will not get a penny for our busy work. The probability is very high. Moreover, there is a bedside quarrel with the bed, you get back the evidence, they turn around and make up, and blame you for destroying the relationship between husband and wife. I said last month that we need to change the business structure, so as to avoid such parental shortcoming There is not much money to be made in piecemeal work, so I should look for more commercial work..."

After honestly listening to Song Chen's chattering thoughts for a long time, the man pondered for a while, and only said five words: "The client's surname is Ding."

Song Chen, who was lying paralyzed, immediately jumped up from the sofa as if fully charged!He also asked: "Ding? There are many surnames, but the one you mentioned must be unusual... The CEO who founded China World Trade Center is also named Ding... Let me think about it, since the client is a housewife, Mr. Ding's only daughter? "

The other party nodded slowly.

Absolutely great client!

Song Chen immediately made a decision, "This order has been accepted, and it must be accepted! I just can't understand those scumbags, who rely on their wives to get in the position and turn their faces to provoke a bunch of Yingying and Yanyan, and call them true love. They must be dealt with." Cure this scum!"

The face-changing was so fast that the man in pajamas on the stairs completely experienced what it means to be an actor-level acting skill.

Since the other party took the initiative to call, it proved that there was a lot of interest, and the possibility of winning the business was quite high.Song Chen asked him to make an appointment with the client, and then rummaged through the house to find things. When he passed the door, he stopped and asked the man, "Yuchi came back from his hometown?"

There is an extra pair of sneakers on the shoe rack at the door, which are still new.

Zhong Wan originally planned to go upstairs to change clothes, but said, "Yes, you came back when you went out, I heard movement."

"Okay, call Captain Wei Chi, let's start!" Song Chen was full of energy, and the more he talked, the more excited he was, the round eyes with his glasses off looked very childish.

The man in pajamas said in embarrassment: "Yuchi said he was going to sleep with jet lag, so let's not call her."

"From Cangzhou to the imperial capital, what a jet lag! Forget it, let's go. Call the client around noon and ask her to find a place to meet, just to improve the food." Song Chen His face suddenly sank, and he changed his plan again.The time for the conversation was set at noon, and there was a high possibility that the place where the two parties would meet was in a restaurant, and he was rushing to let the client treat a guest for dinner.

"Hey, good." Zhong Wan responded, pursed his thin lips into a smile, turned and went upstairs, not noticing that the boss's movements froze for a moment.

Song Chen was still holding the stack of change in his hand, and only the fifty cents coin knew the temperature of his palm at this time, and he muttered, "It's okay to laugh, you still smile so beautifully... I don't know if I've missed you for a long time ..."

When it comes to detectives, the first thing most people think of is their majestic and intelligent figures, who are powerful and smart in solving crimes, except for the elementary school student who let others die wherever he goes.

It's a pity that this scene has nothing to do with Song Chen. When there is a murder case on the street, he has to crowd around the cordon with the crowd to watch. If he takes an extra step, he may be taken back to the police station as a suspect for questioning.

In Japan, the detective industry has clear laws and regulations, which can be regarded as a partial supplement to the police force. In China, it is still a semi-underground gray profession.Sending a business card has to be sneaky in the early morning, and the main job is not to solve the case, but to make it difficult not to doubt whether there is a true love in the world to catch the mistress.The only thing Song Chen has anything to do with being a "detective" is a discounted windbreaker and black-rimmed glasses.

So he is more willing to call himself a good young man who solves problems for others.

"Zhong Wan, what time is the appointment?"

There are only two employees under his command, except for one Yuchi who loses his chain at every turn, the rest is very capable.Song Chen hung one leg on the back of the sofa, woke up from sleep, and saw the only capable employee standing beside him holding two suits, subconsciously took out his phone and glanced at the time.

"Let's meet at the Bologna Restaurant at eleven o'clock, and we have already reserved a seat." Zhong Wan replied immediately when he heard the question, with his beige pajamas still on, but his hair was combed neatly, and asked again, "Boss, Of these two clothes, which one should I wear to meet the client?"

Song Chen laughed: "How old are you? You still ask me to wear clothes... dark gray woolen, it's warmer. We have to leave now when we meet at eleven o'clock. Hurry up."

The man's speed of changing clothes is not slow. Five minutes later, Zhong Wan was wearing a dark gray suit and stood at the door changing shoes. Song Chen also woke up, with a dark blue briefcase under his arm and black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. , looks very formal.

Zhong Wan knew that apart from a notebook, the boss's briefcase only contained a few food bags - of course, Song Chen himself didn't think he was worthless.

The subway on Sunday was still full, and the distance between each other was so close to the madness, Song Chen dangled among the crowd, and finally found a place that was relatively less crowded, and asked in a low voice: "For Founding International Trade Corporation, do you know How many?"

Zhong Wan had already done all the research while the boss was sleeping, and hung his eyes close to his side, "The top three import and export trading companies in this city have agency rights for major brands in the market for people's livelihood. There is only one founder The daughter, who is the client this time, is the future successor of the founder of China World Trade Center, her husband. They have been married for about four years and have no children.

"Part of what you said is public information, and the other part I can ask the client directly." Song Chen pouted, "I mean, is the founding company clean?"

Zhong Wan was silent for a moment, obviously not investigating this aspect, so he could only wrap him in his arms to block the crowded passengers.

Song Chen smiled meaningfully, "In our business, we have always accepted gangsters but not officials... Forget it, it's just an ordinary loyalty entrustment, I think too much. Also, you are too close to me. "

A little closer, maybe he will do something by taking advantage of the crowd.