"boss."
Qu Luosheng only knocked on the door twice and then pushed it open hastily. Yin Hong was combing her hair and staring at the mirror intently.
"Just right." She held the comb and handed it toward the door diagonally behind. "Help me comb it. That one didn't do the perm well! Look, it's knotted here again. Expensive doesn't necessarily mean good. It's better to find an old man. Don’t worry, acquaintances.”
"Boss, the black dog has arrived. Three cars have arrived. Now they are blocked at the door and cannot do business."
Qu Luosheng was making a report, and the hand that took the comb came up naturally. Yin Hong crossed her shoulders and glanced at the window again.
"I saw it. How many vehicles do they have in total? Are the police department's resources a little redundant? Business is not busy. The stove is lit, the place is lit, and it doesn't get in the way. Does the injury still hurt?"
From the mirror, she could see that Qu Luosheng, who was standing behind her, had an inch-square bruise on his face. He touched the comb with the back of his hand, lowered his eyebrows, and showed a gentle smile.
"With your words, it won't hurt anymore. I'm sorry, I couldn't stop them from fighting, and the regular customer was still killed."
"In the entire Yaozhou, there are only a few people who dare to stop Wu Chang. As soon as Shui Wujun stepped in the door, I knew that she came with a mission. There is no point in stopping them, but the matter of face still has to be We did it. Don’t say that we don’t care about anything and let the bandits dominate our territory."
"The matter is basically settled. The other... old customer who died has not paid off his loan yet. It's not like his wife will solve it for him. She probably needs to pack up Xinrou and run away, or her house should be ransacked as soon as possible. Also Wasn't this guy who owed us money been locked up before? He was too weak and died last night. He has a lot of family members, so I'm afraid the police will be called."
"Hey. That's just right. I have to say hello to their Lao Yi family today. Are the regular customers still on the first floor?"
"Yes. Yi Zhaochen is already sitting in the hall. Look..."
The knotted hair was finally combed out, and Qu Luosheng put the comb on the table and waited for the next instructions.
"Let him wait. It's just a man's death. What a big deal."
Qu Luosheng's hands gently placed on her shoulders. He looked at Yin Hong in the mirror, his tone hesitant.
"Didn't you say before that he is a very interesting person and you should keep in touch with him more?"
"I don't mind chatting with him for a longer time, but in broad daylight, with so many pairs of eyes watching, I can't be too positive."
Hearing the sound of the engine coming from the window again, Qu Luosheng walked to the window. He opened the slit of the curtain wider and saw the fourth car from the Police Department slowly approaching, stopping at the last gap facing the gate of Feiye Bay.
The policeman who came earlier opened the car door and saluted respectfully.
"...Kai Yangqing is here too."
"Hiss." Yin Hong suddenly leaned forward, "It's not a good time to delay. Let's get down."
Her hand touched the row of lipsticks in front of the dressing table, folded back the second to last one, and quickly dyed her lips a brighter color. She smiled a bit bloody in the mirror, picked up the fur hanging on the back of the chair and walked out quickly. Qu Luosheng closed the door.
The newcomer walked in with a swagger, his long black coat hung loosely on his shoulders, like a cloak. The outlines, patterns, and accessories on the clothes are all bright gold, and every movement seems to be announcing to the world. No matter how soft the carpet is, it is difficult to absorb the tapping sound of the heavy soles. Although the pace is not very vigorous, it is difficult not to suspect that this is somewhat deliberate.
This person stopped beside Yi Zhaochen's sofa. His breathing sounded unnatural for a moment, but no one noticed it.
"They said there is no need to trouble the director."
He stood up and gave her a proper military salute. Yi Zhaochen was much taller than her. Even if she was wearing a hat, she was still taller than her. He looked at the familiar police badge on the front of the hat. The pattern on the edge connected naturally with the family crest on the hat. She is the only one in the entire police department who wears such a "maverick" hat. Among the broken hair under the brim of the hat, there are two strands of very light golden brown hair on one side and one on the right. It was illuminated by the light, glowing with a strange bright light.
"It's okay! I was just chatting with Master Jiu to see if she has any new goodies here."
Yi Hui'an threw himself on the sofa, folded his arms, and put his legs naturally on the coffee table in front of him, completely ignoring Yi Zhaochen's half-drunk glass of wine, feeling more relaxed than when he returned home. She stretched out her hand to adjust the brim of her hat so that the unnatural color of her hair was hidden in the shadows.
Yi Zhaochen reached out to take the cup away, but decided to forget it.
Yi Zhaochen pushed up his glasses. His eyes moved to the body covered with white cloth over there, and then to her.
"Don't you want to go take a look?"
"Haven't you seen it? Just record it."
What a pity. He wanted her to see the man's severed windpipe, right at the vocal cords. He resisted too fiercely during his lifetime, and he was very good at fighting, so his death was not clean enough and was very painful. It would be much easier if the arteries were cut open honestly.
"Have you confirmed your identity?"
"It's confirmed. He has a good background and has connections with higher-level agencies. There is a conflict with the Yu family in that regard, and it is related to a certain position."
"Huh?" Yi Hui'an picked up his cup as he picked up his own. She said slowly: "How could such a person... work for the Yu family? Or, the personal safety of that little girl is involved. Don't you think it's strange? Did Shui Wujun interfere too much with her surveillance targets? Already..."
"It should be like this. Who knows what's going on inside. When gods fight, we are always in the middle of the fight--"
"Hey, how come Director Yi has time to come to the scene in person? It seems to be a huge case."
Yin Hong, wearing fish-shaped high heels, slowly walked down the stairs, followed by Qu Luosheng. She wore a delicate ruby hairpin on her temples and pushed one side of her hair back. Black mink velvet hung on her shoulders and arms like a shawl.
Along the way, she passed by Yi Zhaochen. Although she didn't look at him, she reached out and touched his face. Yi Zhaochen didn't expect it, and reacted quickly by flashing his head back, and still let her fingertips scrape the jawline. Yin Hong sat on the handle of the sofa, turned sideways and said to Yi Huian:
"What do you want to eat?"
"No need. Wait until the dead man is carried away, and I will blackmail you again when I have the opportunity."
"Director Yi has so many things to do, how can he think of coming to our place as a guest? Let's go to the private room upstairs to have a good chat? It's quiet there. It's a coincidence that you're here! Feiye Bay has just changed the seasonal menu. We have to entertain our old friends well. Qu Luosheng, arrange to pour some water and give out cigarettes to the brothers inside and outside the door. Everyone has worked hard. Then ask the two sweet-talking sisters to accompany Section Chief Yi. It’s not easy for us to come here.”
Qu Luosheng understood the idea, nodded in agreement, and immediately called the other waiters in the hall to take action. Yi Zhaochen understood the implication. She was hinting that everyone should be more sensible and not go up to disturb them. A police officer wanted to follow, but Yi Zhaochen stretched out his hand to stop him. Although he was looking forward to something unexpected and fun, no matter how much blood the police department saw in the underworld's territory, the situation would definitely be disrupted. No matter what the people in Yinshe say, they don't have the courage.
Of course Qu Luosheng is up to something. After some greetings, the police officers in black uniforms and the ballroom waiters in crimson uniforms all sat together in small groups, chatting about household matters and playing dice and Pai Gow.
Yi Zhaochen was invited to a separate private room. Two young and beautiful dancers were around, one holding his arm and the other around his neck. The powder rubbed into his hair and he tried to push them away.
"It doesn't have to be this way. This is classic police bribery."
Didn't you also refuse? Qu Luosheng's smile carries this meaning. He carried a dozen foreign wines with one hand. Although they were not the conventional big bottles, they were still heavy when squeezed into an iron shelf. Putting the wine on the table with a bang, pushing the screwdriver with his other hand, Qu Luosheng said in a joking tone:
"Aren't you going to open a few bottles for the girls?"
"Put it here waiting for me to consume it."
"No way. You are on official business, how could you leave consumption records in a high-end place?"
After hearing this, even the two girls were a little happy. This means that the performance is still theirs, but the commission account goes to Master Jiu. It doesn't matter, as long as I can get the money, it's a favor sold by Section Chief Yi. He sighed helplessly, leaned forward, opened a few bottles neatly, picked up another bottle with a less scary strength and drank most of it. The two girls clapped and cheered happily, the silk flowers on their heads swaying deftly.
"Our sisters are happy to see you here, so they put aside their usual reserve. Different from those girls in romantic places, we are all intellectuals who have read a book, and they need to hold a dance license to work. What about fox trot, mulberry dance? Ba, tango, whatever you like, we can let them accompany you for a while."
"No, no, no."
Yi Zhaochen frowned and waved his hand to refuse. Next to the wine bottle he saw an ashtray and a matchbox with vermilion flames printed on it. But if you look closely, you can see that the patterns painted on the flames are in the shape of rose buds. This is an interesting design, but Yi Zhaochen has no intention of boasting about it. He didn't have much of a craving for cigarettes, but he still wanted to smoke one after seeing this thing. It's like when you go out and you're clearly not hungry, but you pass by a stall and smell it, your glutton is aroused.
Seeing his eyes fall on the matchbox, and as soon as he took out the cigarette, a girl diligently lit it for him. The other girl clung to his side obediently, stretched out her hand, and twirled the ends of his ponytail in boredom. He reached out and handed one to Qu Luosheng, but the latter waved his hand and said with a smile that he did not smoke.
A cloud of white smoke escaped from Yi Zhaochen's mouth. He didn’t know who he was talking to:
"In this world, since when did women start to make the decision?"
The two girls looked at each other and had no other feelings. Only Qu Luosheng could hear something in his words.
"In this world, no one has ever named who should be in charge. In the history books, there are also female heroes who hold imperial power."
Yi Zhaochen sneered, leaned back, and wrapped his non-cigarette hand around the girl on the other side. He raised his cigarette butt and asked:
"How old are you?"
"I'm three or four years younger than you," Qu Luosheng replied. The information about these big shots is not a secret.
"Oh. Do you have a family?"
"Hmm... Yes. What about you?"
"Don't mention it. The old man is urging me every day, even though I'm thousands of miles away, I won't be clean for a day."
"It seems that your thoughts are focused on the cause of eradicating violence and bringing peace to society."
"Ah, right."
Yi Zhaochen rolled his eyes and left traces on the cigarette butt with his ruthless nails.
