ruffian detective

The location the man told him was not difficult to find, but it was far away. It was a small hotel in the suburbs.

Most of the residents of this kind of hotel are drivers of long-distance trucks. They are usually mixed with fish and dragons, and relatively speaking, they are the easiest to hide.

Zhan Feng didn't find it strange that the people Uncle Leng hired would live here.

Even though he was galloping all the way, by the time he arrived at the hotel, it was almost three o'clock in the middle of the night.

The hotel was already quiet, and the front desk had already fallen asleep on the single bed behind the counter.

That person had already told Zhan Feng the room number, so Zhan Feng didn't wake up the front desk either.

Don't waste any more words.

The small hotel is not big, there are only three floors in total, and naturally there is no elevator.

That person lived on the third floor.

Zhan Feng climbed up the steps, relying on the dim light in the corridor to identify the number on the door.

Just a few steps away, the door beside him was suddenly pulled open from the inside, Zhan Feng subconsciously took half a step back, and a woman with heavy make-up came out from inside.

It's just that this woman has obviously just gone through some intense exercise, and the heavy makeup on her face is a bit smudged, but under the dim light, she still has a bit of charm.

Zhan Feng already knew his identity without guessing about his attire in the middle of the night.

When the woman saw him, she couldn't help showing a smile: "There are such stylish customers in this small place! Handsome guy, do you need any service? I can give you a discount."

As he said that, the woman's hand with dark nails stretched towards his face ambiguously.

Zhan Feng separated her hand and said coldly: "Thank you, no need."

The woman thought that he disliked him for coming out of someone else's room, and quickly explained: "Don't be so indifferent, that person was wearing a condom just now."

Zhan Feng doesn't discriminate against people with this special profession, but he is very annoyed by others pestering him like this.He glanced at the woman coldly, and the indifference in his eyes made the smile on the woman's face stiffen.

Although Zhan Feng would joke around in front of familiar people, but in front of strangers, he always had this indifferent appearance of rejecting others thousands of miles away.

Perhaps it was because the lights in the corridor were too dim that this woman felt that she had a chance to get close.

Seeing the expression on Zhan Feng's face now, she couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart.

If she met such a man in broad daylight, she probably wouldn't have the courage to strike up a conversation.

At this moment, the door of the opposite room was opened from the inside, and a burly man stood at the door, looking at them with his chest crossed, with the same indifferent eyes.

Even though it was the first time they met, Zhan Feng still subconsciously recognized his identity: "It's you?"

The man nodded, and stepped aside: "Come in."

Zhan Feng nodded when he heard the words, and entered the door under the woman's gaze.

The man came in with him.

But before the door was closed, both of them could clearly hear the woman spat hard on the ground: "Bah! It turned out to be the second chair who came to make a date. No wonder I don't feel like my old lady."

Zhan Feng: "..."

That person: "..."

It's not an ordinary embarrassment to be so misunderstood when meeting for the first time.

But no wonder others get it wrong.

Needless to say Zhan Feng's appearance, that man's appearance is equally handsome.

It may not be appropriate to say that he is handsome.

The man was about the same height as Zhan Feng, with a strong figure, probably because he was at the place where he was temporarily staying. His upper body was only wearing a vest, and his gushing muscles were clearly visible under the thin fabric. He had a perfect inverted triangle figure. , it looks like Lian Jiazi at first glance.

His skin was bronze, and his facial features seemed to have been specially carved by a carving knife. The outline was clear, and there was a scar at the corner of his eye, which stretched from his eyebrows to his temples.

However, this scar on his face would not make people feel disfigured, on the contrary, it added a bit of unconcealable wildness to him.

Aggressively handsome.

Just like this, two handsome guys meet in a desolate hotel in the middle of the night-it's no wonder that they are not misunderstood.

But both of them tacitly ignored the woman's words.

The man stretched out his hand to Zhan Feng first: "Old Huo."

Zhan Feng reached out and shook hands with him: "Zhan Feng."

Lao Huo's palms were also rough as expected, especially at the tiger's mouth, and they were covered with calluses, he should be used to handling guns.

But he is still young, at most 27 or [-] years old.

And people like them, training in the wind and sun all day, naturally look mature, so his actual age should not be that old.

Calling him Lao Huo is indeed a bit of a misnomer.

But since he only mentioned such a surname, it was obvious that he didn't want Zhan Feng to know his real name, so Zhan Feng knew how to stop asking.

"I know." However, it seems that Zhan Feng's background is clear, "Uncle Leng has already said it. I wanted to contact you tomorrow, but he said that you will be waiting tonight."

Zhan Feng nodded.

Since Uncle Leng said it was tonight, of course he would have been waiting.

Lao Huo gestured for Zhan Feng to sit down casually.

However, Zhan Feng still chose to stand where he was.

Obviously, Lao Huo didn't care about his actions, so he continued to speak: "According to the agreement, I brought ten people, but they can't stay for too long."

Zhan Feng nodded: "Understood, up to three days, and you can act at any time during these three days."

And three days later, it was the time set for the destruction of drugs.

Obviously, that would be the deadline for the opponent to act.

Three days was obviously within the acceptable range of Huo, he nodded, and continued: "Uncle Leng spent a lot of energy to get us out, you have to let me know what we are going to do. "

And he didn't even tell Uncle Leng about this.

Zhan Feng narrowed his eyes, as if he was considering whether the person in front of him was reliable.

Old Huo snorted coldly, and looked at him provocatively: "If you don't believe me, you can leave. I can't leave my brother's life in your hands alone."

Zhan Feng understood that he was right.

If it was him, he wouldn't take the whole Bai Jing team to an appointment that he knew nothing about.

Ever since Jin Chen, Zhan Feng never dared to say that he had a good eye for people, but he still felt an inexplicable sense of reassurance about the person in front of him.

He pondered for a while, but still chose to confess in front of this person: "It's a drug case."

Lao Huo's pupils shrank: "Drug case?"

Zhan Feng nodded, and lowered his voice a bit: "This case involves a lot of things. Let's make a long story short. In short, a transnational drug gang is eyeing the two tons of white flour that the bureau wants to destroy recently. Now it has released the tracker." Going in, we reasoned, they were probably trying to hijack the car on the day it was destroyed."