Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 3495: You ask so many questions, are you an undercover?

Chapter 3495: You ask so many questions, are you an undercover?

"...It should be here, the Tank Bar."

Although he was more afraid of [Infinite City], it was undeniable... he could still meet some warm-hearted people - Lin Guobin easily found the store of [Tank] bar.

But it’s not yet opening time.

He simply squatted under the eaves of the house next to him holding his backpack, which made it convenient for him to communicate directly with Lao Fang in the backpack - there were all kinds of auras mixed here, and Lao Fang's weak demonic aura did not attract any attention at all.

"How does it feel?" Lin Guobin asked in a low voice.

"That's the smell. Fang Congyun must have been here before!" Old Fang said confidently, "I have a feeling that the private laboratory should be nearby!"

Lin Guobin had never thought that the search would be so smooth - according to his plan, it might take at least several days of searching before he could find anything. He couldn't help but feel secretly surprised.

"However, so much time has passed. If the medical officer has never come to this place again, wouldn't his smell have disappeared long ago?" Lin Guobin suddenly asked worriedly.

Lao Fang said: "I will never forget the corpse problem of that guy...just like I had it before."

"Oh...by the way, you said that in your original world, you also worked as a forensic doctor." Lin Guobin nodded.

He suddenly thought of a question. Since parallel worlds exist, and Lao Fang and Fang Congyun are engaged in basically the same profession...it's just that the structure of the world is different, then the other "me" is most likely the heir of "Duan Shuiliu"?

"Lao Fang, have you ever heard of the [Duan Shui Liu] Dojo in your original world?" Lin Guobin couldn't help but ask.

"Dojo? A place for practicing martial arts?" Lao Fang thought for a moment and said, "In my original world, practicing martial arts could only improve one's health, and many so-called dojos are scams. I have never heard of the name you mentioned."

"Is that so..." Lin Guobin looked slightly disappointed.

"It stinks..." Lao Fang suddenly exclaimed, "There's a smell of a corpse approaching!"

"Where?" Lin Guobin suddenly became nervous.

"The position on the left is approaching this side...don't look." Lao Fang tried to keep his voice as low as possible.

Lin Guobin then lowered his head and pulled his hat down, daring only to look at the scene about forty to fifty centimeters above the ground... This [bar] was located in an alley and was not very noisy to begin with, but at this moment it suddenly became even quieter.

Then he saw a team wearing the same style of black boots slowly walking by without stopping. Lin Guobin quietly raised his eyes.

"He looks like someone from the lower district security team... I've seen him once before." Lin Guobin said in a low voice.

There were a total of six people in the security team. Two of them were carrying a stretcher covered with a white cloth, one in front and one behind. That should be the "smell of a corpse" that Lao Fang mentioned.

This is a lawless place. There are corpses on the streets even during the day. It is not uncommon for the security team to take away the bodies. The small vendors around the alley even wait until the security team leaves before they start discussing the bodies.

Lin Guobin listened silently. Probably starting from yesterday, many unfamiliar faces suddenly flooded into [Infinite City]. It was speculated that they came for the auction of [Forbidden Tools].

Where there are many people, there are underworld. In just half a day, several vicious fights broke out. The body just taken away seemed to be an outsider.

Just as he was thinking about it, the rolling iron door of the bar slowly opened, and a man dressed as a bartender immediately noticed Lin Guobin sitting outside the door.

“This is not a place to rest.”

"Sorry..." Lin Guobin lowered his head, stood up and was about to leave based on the principle of saying less and making fewer mistakes.

"Wait." The man in bartender uniform suddenly called out, "Since you're at the door, do you want to come in for a drink?"

"Ah?" Lin Guobin was surprised. "I didn't come here to drink. I was just passing by..."

"It's okay." The man chuckled. "I have a rule here. If it's a first-time customer, I'll buy him a drink for free... Don't you want to try it?"

Lao Fang didn't say anything, probably because he was afraid of being discovered, but Lin Guobin could feel the backpack against his chest poking him twice.

This is the communication method he and Lao Fang agreed on. One tap means no, and you can go to the next place. Two taps means you are not sure, and you need to stay longer.

——You want me to agree?

"Well... sorry to bother you." Lin Guobin accepted the other party's invitation awkwardly.

……

The bar seemed to be just about to open for business, as the chairs inside were still fastened to the tables...but the air quality inside was surprisingly not very bad, and there was even a faint scent of osmanthus.

Lin Guobin looked around here curiously, and at the man... He now knew that this was the owner of the bar, also called [Tank]. At [Tank's] gesture, he sat down in front of the bar.

"Is this osmanthus wine?" Lin Guobin's mind moved, "I heard that this wine is very famous here."

[Tank] smiled slightly and skillfully took out a bottle from the wine cabinet. "I was planning to give you a special drink. Since you like it, try this one... But only half a cup. The production this year is not very high."

"Is this wine brewed by you personally, boss?" Lin Guobin asked curiously.

[Tank] casually said, "My hometown is rich in a very special sweet-scented osmanthus tree. Every household in the area knows how to make it. I never thought it would be so popular and even become one of the signature dishes here."

Lin Guobin glanced at the drinks menu, and when he saw the price of Osmanthus Wine, he couldn't help but secretly smack his lips... This small half cup cost three days' salary - he couldn't help but sigh at the generosity of the bar owner.

"Would you like some snacks to go with your wine?"

"Ah...you're welcome."

"Then you have to be careful. This wine is quite intoxicating."

Lin Guobin didn't think so, mainly because it was only half a cup, only about one or two ounces, which wouldn't make him drunk... He took a sip, and it was refreshing in the mouth, while a rich aroma exploded on his taste buds like a bomb, brushing his taste buds and sense of smell.

After Lin Guobin took the first sip, a young trainee bartender who was cleaning the bar saw this, walked out of the door silently, and quietly hung a "Ready to Open" sign at the door.

Lin Guobin's face turned red and he gradually lost consciousness. "You know what... Boss Tank, your wine tastes really... It's really strong."

"The average guest can only drink one glass at most." [Tank] whispered, "You may not be able to drink very well, so just drink in moderation."

"Who said that?" Lin Guobin raised his glass and drank the rest.

[Tank] clapped his hands with a smile and praised, "That's very straightforward. I'm stingy. You deserve me to buy you a full drink."

Looking at the half-full bed, Lin Guobin's eyes were hazy, and he just felt warm all over… He didn't even care when Lao Fang poked him in the chest repeatedly.

After drinking half a cup again, Lin Guobin half-lay on the bar, half-closed his eyelids, and burped, "Fuck you...Fuck you..."

[Tank] was stunned.

"You bunch of stupid women, you keep asking me what I'm doing... One day, I will definitely fire all of you..." Lin Guobin poked his chest, "My senior brother [Duan Shuiliu] said... Go back to your man's bed! Bitch... Trash! You are all trash!!"

[Tank] laughed dumbly, shook his head slightly, and poured another glass for Lin Guobin, but this time he used another bottle of wine, "You seem to have run into some trouble at work."

"Trouble?" Lin Guobin said drunkenly, "Not at all! I can handle the department's operations by myself... I'm not bragging! Without me, the warehouse of the [Fire Cloud General Administration] will definitely be a mess... I said it!"

"So you're in law enforcement." [Tank] narrowed his eyes slightly.

After another drink, Lin Guobin's eyes began to blur. He dumped out the negative energy in his heart like taking out garbage... But in just a moment, under the guidance of [Tank], he even revealed his dissatisfaction with his own dojo.

[Tank] casually played with a lock-shaped pendant around his neck, while evaluating Lam Kwok-Bin in his mind.

——He is just a frustrated guy, with no special value.

——It turns out that this person works in the warehouse of the [Fire Cloud General Administration]. Maybe he can get a list of the materials in the warehouse and maybe he can sell them.

“I know, you all look down on me… What does it matter… I am also, I am not useless…” Lin Guobin just fell flat on his face, “I found Lao Fang… I know another world… Lao Fang can come here… Why can’t I go over there… Go over there… I am… Big Brother [Duan Shuiliu]…”

"Lao Fang?" Tank frowned slightly. "Who is Lao Fang?"

"Lao Fang is..." Lin Guobin raised his head, "Lao Fang is Qiangzi! It's a cockroach I picked up... Hehehe!"

He dropped his head and fell into a deep sleep.

"Boss, this guy is dying." The trainee bartender walked over and knocked on Lin Guobin's head. "I don't think he will wake up tomorrow."

[Tank] was about to speak, but at this moment the door of the bar was pushed open - the roller shutter outside was half open, and usually no one would break in under such circumstances.

The young trainee bartender immediately said, "I'm sorry, we're not officially open yet. Why don't you come back in the evening?"

Unexpectedly, [Tank] just glanced at the newcomer and directly ordered the boy: "There is nothing for you to do here. Take this drunk guest to the back room to rest."

The trainee bartender didn't say anything... Tank's words were absolute here, and he silently supported Lin Guobin and left.

"It's been so many years, and you're still using this trick to get people to buy something?" The guest who came in sat down in front of the bar with ease, tapped the glass mat, and said with a smile, "I can smell the scent of osmanthus wine from a long distance away, and you're not tired of it... Where did this young man come from today?"

"A warehouse manager from the Fire Cloud General Administration." Tank shrugged and said, "He's a cow-horse type, probably here to have fun in the lower areas. You're here before I even ask you anything."

Man… Di Qinglong smiled and said, “It seems that I came at the wrong time. How about I leave?”

Tank rolled his eyes at him unhappily, turned around and mixed a cocktail, "You don't come here for no reason. If you have something to say, please tell me now."

"I want a list of customers for tomorrow's [Forbidden Items] auction." Di Qinglong said directly, "It would be better if it is more detailed. How long will it take to get it?"

Tank was stunned and said, "You're planning to sneak into the auction? What, are you hooking up with some super rich woman this time?"

"No rich woman." Di Qinglong waved his hand, "Probably a rich man."

Di Qinglong was thinking at this moment, Dr. Luo dared to charge so much for a casual meridian reconnection surgery... He must be rich, right?

If he is not Brother Fu, then who is he?

[Tank] looked strange at this time and said, "I know you work hard and your performance has always been good... But have you been having a bad time recently to have fallen to this point?"

Di Qinglong was silent.

[Tank] Silence.

Di Qinglong: "Are you farting?"

[Tank] shook his head. "I can't give you the kind of list you want. This auction was held in a hurry, and it was hosted by the Fifth Heavenly King. [Room 8] has done a good job of keeping it secret."

Di Qinglong frowned and said, "Even you can't do anything?"

[Tank] thought for a moment and said, "Customers who are attending the auction, do you believe that there are still people coming from thousands of miles away? Until tomorrow when the auction officially starts, no one can tell exactly how many people there are. The best I can do is to provide you with a list of unfamiliar faces that have entered [Infinite City] during this period."

"That's it." Di Qinglong nodded. From inside the [Tank], he sensed something unusual about this auction.

"So, do you know the identity of the person who provided the [Forbidden Tool - Emperor's Hate Sword]?" Di Qinglong asked another question.

"Our people are still asking around, but there's no news yet." Tank complained, "Ever since the Fifth Heavenly King took over Room 8, most of the spies there have been eliminated, and even some hidden eavesdropping equipment has been cleared out... The rest have no access to the core matters."

"Hearing what you said, this Fifth Heavenly King is really something?"

Di Qinglong was stunned. He was Tank's subordinate, and Tank was subordinate to someone in the Infinite City's Upper District... As for that person, he was a member of the Blue's strongest intelligence organization, the Listening Group.

They have spies all over the world, which shows how strong they are - but [Tank] suffered a defeat in Room No. 8, and this was the first time Di Qinglong had seen this.

[Tank] said: "According to the information collected so far, the Fifth Heavenly King is quite fond of women, and currently has collected twelve virgins in his residence."

"Okay." Di Qinglong shook his head. [Infinite City] was [Tank's] home turf, so he didn't worry about it. "The information I want, after it's updated at midnight, send me a copy first... and then half an hour before the start of shooting tomorrow, send me the latest copy. Will the fee be deducted from my salary?"

"I don't care. You're the one who pays the extra money anyway."

Di Qinglong gave the third finger as a greeting, had a free cocktail, and then left the bar, saying that he had an appointment and was going to keep it.

After that, [Tank] closed the shutter completely and walked into the lounge, only to see that the apprentice bartender he had accepted had fallen to the ground.

[Tank] woke the man up with a gloomy face.

"Ah... Boss..." The trainee who had regained consciousness immediately understood what had happened. "I'm sorry... I was too careless! I'm sorry! I didn't expect that this guy had something hidden in his backpack... I didn't see clearly what it was."

"I understand. Just go and get to work. Don't worry about the rest." [Tank] waved his hand.

The trainee walked away anxiously.

[Tank] checked the surroundings, following the traces, and came to the back door - he was also an expert in finding traces, and looking at the obvious traces, he couldn't help but mutter to himself.

"Old Fang...Fang Congyun?"

……

……

In a barbecue restaurant in the lower district, Di Qinglong swept his eyes among the Taiwanese customers, quickly found his target, and walked over quickly.

"Brother Wen, you are really punctual." Di Qinglong pulled out a chair and sat down... Since they are all men, there is no need to be so particular.

"Order whatever you want to eat. It's my treat." Wen Duo said casually, "But the barbecue here tastes average. It's not even half as good as mine."

"Brother Wen is really versatile." Di Qinglong was polite... Wen Duo was sent by Doctor Luo.

Di Qinglong took over Dr. Luo's job and attended the auction on his behalf, while Wen Duo was the money bag sent by Dr. Luo - he was responsible for bidding, Wen Duo was responsible for paying... and probably also for surveillance.

"Brother Wen, is there really no problem with Dr. Luo's funds?" Di Qinglong asked curiously, "I don't mean anything else, I just want tomorrow's auction to be safer so that I can operate better, right?"

Wen Duo took a bite of the peanuts and said with a smile: "Why are you asking if you don't mean anything else? Why are you asking so many questions? Are you an undercover agent?"

Their eyes met.

Di Qinglong remained calm... or perhaps smiled evilly, "Brother Wen saw it all when we were at Yunjue Manor. I was a gigolo."

(End of this chapter)