The family has a cute baby and his wife is married

Wang Lin only had the chance to yell, and the next moment, his mouth was tightly covered.

The other party was not kind, and Wang Lin didn't have a chance to break free.

In desperation, he slammed his phone to the ground, hoping that someone would hear the unusual movement and come out to have a look.

But it was already late at night, and apart from Qin Huai and a few confidantes, no one was in this building.

The security guards only patrol the middle and lower floors, and will not go up to the top floor.

Wang Lin hoped that Qin Huai would hear the news.

But Wang Lin never heard the voice from the boss, he began to think wildly, this person...was sent by the boss at all?Or is it that even the boss has no skills at all?
The two possibilities made Wang Lin lose the desire to struggle.

The moment before Wang Lin was knocked out, when the severe pain hit, he finally figured it out, it was the boss who was going to keep his mouth shut.

Bosses never forgive people who make mistakes.

Everything he did before was just to let him relax his vigilance.

A broken mobile phone lay quietly on the ground, and the light from the flashlight reflected on the wall.

After a long time, the battery of the mobile phone was exhausted, and the light finally went out.

……

Mo Yu was waiting quietly at the bottom of the truck.

On Wang Lin's side, he told Jing Huai the license plate number, Jing Huai immediately assigned someone to follow, and finally saw the car enter the city and stop in front of a well-known pawn shop.

The black box was taken out by Wang Lin, and it took a while before it came out.

When Wang Lin came out, he walked with ease, which was the complete opposite of his strenuous performance when he entered the door.

The contents of the box seem to have gone into a pawn shop.

When Mo Yu saw the feedback, his face was clear.

It was indeed correct to choose to follow the big truck.

Wang Lin is Qin Huai's face, his whereabouts are easy to check, and he won't do anything out of the ordinary.

But this large truck with a deliberately forged license plate number is not necessarily the case.

Wang Lin quietly listened to the truck start, accelerate, turn...then left the city and ran onto the highway.

The vehicle ran around the city at high speed, and finally stopped at a place not far from the previous suburban wasteland.

"Two of them went in, we have to be more cautious, don't contact these days, let's go."

An unrecognizable middle-aged man's voice sounded, and with the rustling sound, several footsteps walked away.

Mo Yu didn't dare to act rashly. After a long time, the strong light hit the bottom of the large truck. Mo Yu felt bad, and quickly closed his eyes, and removed the fixing hooks.

He moved quickly, but the person who found him didn't move much.

"Mr. Mo, are you interested in discussing a cooperation?"

"You know me?" Mo Yu was startled and asked in surprise.

A white-haired middle-aged man smiled slightly: "I'm the cleaner in this garage. Mr. Mo, I'm with them—they can't notice me."

Mo Yu sized up the middle-aged man in front of him, but cautiously said nothing.

"I'm very sincere, Mr. Mo." After a moment of silence, the man said awkwardly.

"Now?" Mo Yu raised his eyebrows.

"Of course not," the man's brows drooped, and his lips slightly raised on his miserable face, looking like a nondescript clown.

He reported a series of numbers and told Mo Yu: "Mr. Mo, my working hours are from [-]:[-] am to [-]:[-] am and from [-]:[-] pm to [-]:[-] pm. Outside of these hours, you can call me anytime."

Mo Yu looked at the man's dirty clothes and the mop cart in his hand, and nodded in doubt.

"Mr. Mo, I can't say anything now, but I can give you a lot of information, a lot, and it can bring down the Qin family." The man's breathing was a little short.

"Is there surveillance here?" Mo Yu raised his eyebrows.

"I covered it with a repeated picture." The miserable middle-aged man didn't have a trace of complacency on his face, and his tone of voice was the same as usual.

"...Awesome." Mo Yu turned sideways and took another look at the man.

"It's all for myself. I can't say whether it's great or not." The middle-aged man glanced at his hands full of calluses and cracks, and replied silently.

Mo Yu was not in the mood to say anything to this man. He saw the man skillfully opened the door, erased the data on the door with the computer, and then closed the door.

"Mr. Mo, let's go, it's time for me to do the cleaning." The man's back was slightly bent, and he looked like an older cleaner.

Mo Yu gave him a deep look, and walked out: "If my own safety can be guaranteed, I will consider contacting you."

"Okay." After two or three seconds, the other party replied slowly.

Mo Yu paused and asked, "Who are you?"

"A poor man who lost his daughter." The man replied as if he had been prepared.

"...I was asking for your name."

Mo Yu was a little speechless.

The middle-aged man who turned around coughed violently, and then said with some embarrassment: "My name is Cheng Kaiyuan, if you are open, the yuan is that yuan."

"Goodbye."

Mo Yu turned and left immediately after hearing the name.

"Mr. Mo pays attention to the road when he is leaving."

"Ok."

Don't want to think about the deep meaning of this sentence, Mo Yu is like a pedestrian who goes home every night, blending into the night that is neither lively nor deserted.

……

At [-] o'clock the next morning, Xuanshi Auction Office sent a message to all the famous antique collectors in D city and even the whole province, saying that there is now a set of Tang Dynasty porcelain for auction.

For a moment, the entire antique circle was shocked.

"The auction time is set at six o'clock tonight, and the auction price will be settled on the spot? It's not like Xuanshi in such a hurry." An old man in a Tang suit gently threw the gold-plated invitation on the desk.

This desk is antique and elegant, with lifelike and gorgeous carvings. Just judging from the intricate carvings, this desk is worth a lot.

"Go and sort out the money in my account, take out all the money you have before four o'clock in the afternoon."

"Yes, master." The butler standing in the corner went down without changing his expression.

"Hmph, who is the prodigal son of another family? He has lost all his ancestral property and is in a hurry to pay off his debts. What a loss."

Elder Tang, who was wearing a Tang suit, snorted.

There were more than one or two people like Mr. Tang who moved. The entire province, and even a few collectors from other provinces who got the news, all set off to the auction site in D City.

Many people raised funds temporarily in order to win the set of porcelain at this auction that was definitely a treasure of the Tang Dynasty!

But at the same time, many people are secretly asking about the owner of this collection.

When they learned that the collection was brought out by Wang Lin, many people laughed contemptuously.

"It turned out to be the Cheng family, and they still have good things in their house."