Nowhere near it

It will take some time to go to Junli from home.

Zhou Wei sat in the car and waited early.

I didn't sleep all night, I tossed and turned to look at the picture of Junli's hotel.

The blade at the collar was replaced with a plastic sheet. First, there are metal detectors in the hotel. Second, the plastic sheet is sometimes sharper than metal.The blade was prepared for himself. Zhou Wei didn't want to be tortured by others after he failed, so he might as well settle it himself.

Yan Ye appeared half an hour later.

He has slept well these days and yawns when he walks.

Heartless.

Sitting in the driver's seat, he looked back at Zhou Wei.

"Boss, where are you going?"

Zhou Wei opened his eyes and looked at him lightly, and said, "Is there any news about the hotel at that address?"

Yan Ye shook his head.

Reluctantly said: "I have already sent someone to watch, but last night, a familiar car stopped downstairs for a while."

Yan Ye wanted to make a fool of himself, but Zhou Wei's cold face in the rearview mirror made him immediately give up this idea.

"Cough... We also know this person." Yan Ye said: "It's You Yi's hair, Gao Ranmo. He didn't go in, but smoked a cigarette at the entrance of the hotel. I think it's strange."

There are so many places where you can smoke, but here is the choice.

It would be strange if there were no ghosts.

Gao Ranmo is not a fool either, he would not help You Yi carelessly.

Zhou Wei glanced out the car window lightly, fastened his seat belt, raised his head and said to Yan Ye, "Go to Junli."

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It didn't surprise Zhou Wei that Uncle Ma chose to trade in such a lively place.Firstly, people come and go, and if something really happens, it is not difficult to get out. Secondly, Zhou Wei thought, Uncle Ma should have thought of a way to get Uncle Ma to escape unscathed even if the transaction failed.

For example, say leaving the country.

When Zhou Wei's car stopped at Junli's gate, he received the message of the first day of the day.

[Eleventh floor. 】

Zhou Wei looked up at the star hotel.

The polished glass is enough to see every move of people outside from the inside.He thought, since he went out, he has been under Uncle Ma's surveillance.

Zhou Wei opened the car door and walked down, he subconsciously clenched the ring on his chest.

Zhou Wei knew where his gun went.

You Yi doesn't leave any room for himself when doing things. He usually looks greedy for life and afraid of death, but in fact he may be less afraid of life and death than anyone else.

Before he could see the hotel doorman clearly, a blank room card was stuffed in his pocket. Zhou Wei was quick to react, but he only saw the back of the hotel doorman.

Take out the room card.

Blank, no text at all.

Zhou Wei pinched this room card and thought, probably there are no fingerprints on it.

Yan Ye followed behind him and pressed the elevator first.

Zhou Wei received the second message one second before entering the elevator.

【1003】

room number.

Zhou Wei glanced lightly.

The elevator goes straight to the tenth floor.

The tenth floor was exceptionally quiet, except for the hotel's expensive chandeliers, there was no popularity at all.There were hardly any footprints on the lonely carpet.

Zhou Wei thought that this floor was probably taken over by someone.

It was so quiet that even the sound of the elevator going downstairs was clear.

The tenth floor is the top floor, and there is no need to worry about someone coming out of the elevator suddenly.

The one next to the door is 1001, and the innermost one is 1003. Zhou Wei didn't rush to go there, but took a look at the fire exit and safety exit at the door.The layout of the hotel is reasonable. The tenth floor is also full of suites. There are three rooms on the left and three rooms on the right. The fire escape is in the middle of the two sides.

No one else has been to this floor, but there is a faint smell of alcohol in the corridor.

It seems that the people in this transaction are the group that Gu Qianlang said, those who entered country e, those people like to drink spirits the most.

Unable to stay outside, Zhou Wei went to 1003 and opened the door.

The suites all look the same.

Zhou Wei understood that there was surveillance in this room as well.

He took off his coat, walked to the living room, sat on the sofa, picked up the remote control, and turned on the TV.

Sports broadcasts are being broadcast on TV, and the teams on both sides are playing fiercely.

Zhou Wei unhurriedly took out his lighter and lit a cigarette.

Yan Ye was standing behind him, and he also knew that nonsense was not allowed here.

"Should I guard the door?" He said.

Zhou Wei waved his hand, shook his head and said, "No need."

The ball game was still playing on the TV show, and Zhou Wei walked to the window with a cigarette between his fingertips.

The curtains of star-rated hotels are very elegant. The inside of the double-layer curtains is a thin layer of gauze curtains. It looks inconspicuous, but it can block the harsh sunlight outside without affecting the indoor lighting.Zhou Wei stood there and opened the gauze curtain halfway. The view from the tenth floor was very good, and he could see the downstairs.

The entrance of the hotel is very calm, and there are not many cars.

Zhou Wei knew that Gu Qianlang's people should be around, or had already entered the hotel, so he was waiting for the opportunity on that floor.

When a cigarette was burned out, Zhou Weicai heard a knock on the door.

Yan Ye stood at the door, glanced at Zhou Wei before opening the door.

At the door is a Caucasian guy wearing a black peaked cap to make his skin look whiter.

The little brother didn't speak, but just glanced at Zhou Wei lightly.

Zhou Wei understood, got up and followed him to the door.

Yan Ye reached out to stop him.

He said, "I'm with you."

Zhou Wei waved his hand, and replied in a neutral tone: "No, you stay here and wait for me."

Yan Ye sighed. He knew that Zhou Wei would not do things he was not sure about, but the other party didn't know how many people there were. He was really afraid that Zhou Wei would suffer if something happened, so he simply stood at the door of the room. If there is any movement, rush over immediately.

The corridor of the hotel is not very long, the white boy walked in front of him without saying a word, Zhou Wei simply followed him without asking any questions.

The other party's room is at the innermost side on the other side of the corridor.

Zhou Wei glanced at the room number, pressed his finger on the phone in his trouser pocket, typed a few words quickly and sent it.

The door opened, Zhou Wei looked at the people inside and smiled.

He asked politely, "So many people?"

The mobile phone on his body was quickly taken away, and the calling card was also removed and put aside.

Zhou Wei glanced lightly and said nothing.

In the middle of the living room sat a man, whom Zhou Wei had seen in Gu Qianlang's emails. He was the head of those E-country people. People in the circle usually called him Mr. Tang.

The man was wearing a black suit, and he looked like a nice gentleman from an outside company.

He looked up and down at Zhou Wei, looked at him for a moment, and said, "Newcomer?"

This man speaks Chinese very well, if you don't look at his face, you can hardly tell he is a foreigner.

Zhou Wei smiled politely and said, "This is also the first time I see you."

Back and forth.

The man nodded, sat back on the sofa again, and raised his hand, motioning for Zhou Wei to sit across from him.

He said: "It used to be You Yi. What about others?"

"he died."

Mr. Tang froze for a moment, but quickly lowered his head and smiled.

"It's a pity to have a beautiful face. How did you die?"

Zhou Wei said lightly: "Vendetta."

Mr. Tang sighed pretentiously, but the Western-style people sighed like the Chinese-style people, which is disgusting to watch.

"When You Yi and I met for the first time, he was only in his early twenties. He has a very beautiful face, which makes one's heart tickle."

Zhou Wei glanced at him and said, "If Mr. Tang misses him, I can take you to worship him."

Mr. Tang smiled, stood up and returned the mobile phone that his subordinates had just checked to Zhou Wei.

"Death is like a lamp going out," he said.

Zhou Wei took the phone and inserted the phone card that was returned with him back into his phone.

Uncle Ma's call came 10 minutes after turning on the phone.

The number belonged to Uncle Ma, but Zhou Wei was not sure that he was the one calling.

He turned the phone over and showed it to the person opposite.

Mr. Tang glanced at it and clicked the answer button.

The other party did not show his face, and the camera shakes violently. In the video, there are some heavy and large wooden boxes, which are fastened with deep nails.Zhou Wei glanced at them, and there were probably seven or eight of them.The box seemed to be still wet, with water dripping down one corner of the box.

The person in the video stepped on one side of the box and pried open one of the wooden boxes with a tool in the other hand.

Inside are some long and angular weapons.

Behind the box are two trucks.

The real-time video stopped abruptly.

Zhou Wei stared at the last hand exposed in the video and was stunned.

He thought the man's palm looked familiar.

But soon he was distracted by the vibration of the phone.

Zhou Wei received another message.

A string of numbers, a coordinate.

Mr. Tang retracted the smile in his eyes, and sent the coordinates in his hand to Zhou Wei.

Two strings of coordinates, one for goods and one for money.

Soon there was a knock on the door, Zhou Wei glanced in the direction of the door, and subconsciously squeezed the blade on the collar.

The person surnamed Tang probably never thought that the person who came was not from him, but from Gu Qianlang.

It wasn't until many strange oriental faces flooded into the room that Mr. Tang realized what had happened.

"Don't move!"

So Qianlang yelled with a gun in his hand, and stared at everyone sharply.

Zhou Wei reacted very quickly. Seeing that Mr. Tang took out the gun pinned to his waist, he pulled out the blade on his collar, held it tightly with his fingertips, and quickly embedded the blade on Mr. Tang's wrist. The victim loosened his grip on the gun in pain, and Zhou Wei stepped up to avoid his gun, and pressed it firmly on Tang's temple.

"Death is like a lamp going out." Zhou Wei abruptly pulled out the blade that was embedded half an inch into the opponent's flesh, and said, "Your lamp should also go out."

At this moment, Mr. Tang finally knew who the ghost was.

Throughout his life, he never thought that he would end so hastily.

He was squatted on the ground under someone's pressure, and looked up at the person he had just met for the first time.

They didn't win, and they didn't lose outright.

"You probably won't be able to catch Uncle Ma." Mr. Tang was suppressed and coughed twice, cursed in foreign language, and then said in fluent Chinese: "He called me last night and asked me to cancel after the transaction is over." Losing you, I didn't understand at first, but now that I think about it, he may have suspected the people around him early on."

Uncle Ma really doubted himself, and used Mr. Tang's deal to divert attention. In fact, he himself was already prepared to retreat, and the deal was just a cover-up.

Zhou Wei took a step back, wiped his hands with the tissue handed over by the other party, looked at Gu Qianlang who was still cleaning up the scene, and said, "Uncle Ma may have left the country, the people over there..."

"Don't worry." Gu Qianlang glanced at Zhou Wei, and said, "Someone stopped Uncle Ma for us."

done?

Zhou Wei was stunned.

He felt that something was not right, so Qianlang's state was not right.It was clearly a complete victory, a long-awaited battle, but there was no trace of joy on his face.

Zhou Wei suddenly had a bad feeling.

"……who is it."

So Qianlang looked around and pulled him aside.

Zhou Wei could see the other party take a deep breath with naked eyes.

"Zhou Wei." He said, "You know who took the video on your phone just now."

Zhou Wei only felt as if someone had poured a basin of cold water on him in winter, and he was cold from head to toe. He only thought of a two-character name.

"Where is he?"

So Qianlang shook his head.

Zhou Wei took a step forward and suddenly picked up Gu Qianlang's collar, shouting, "Where is he?"

"Zhou Wei, please calm down first." Gu Qianlang struggled a few times, cursed in frustration and frustration, and said seriously: "He burned Uncle Ma's warehouse, together with himself, and our people chased him away. By the time it passed, it was too late.”

Zhou Wei was stunned.

"He's dead." Gu Qianlang said, "You Yi is dead."