Arriving at the well-known Weaver Bay, Zhuang Ming felt like a tourist who was very familiar with this place.
After all, he was a frequent visitor here in his previous life.
Las Vegas is not far from here, and it only takes two or three hours to drive.
Busy streets with an endless stream of tourists.
No one knows how many dirty transactions are hidden under this bustling and prosperous city.
Human beings often only look at the surface, which is also the tragedy of human beings.
Weaver Bay is located in the Mediterranean climate zone with a mild climate. There is almost no such thing as winter here, because even in winter, the daytime temperature is always 20 degrees Celsius.
Weaver Bay is a well-known homo-nuclear urban agglomeration. From a formal point of view, Weaver Bay has the establishment of various municipal and county systems; but from an urban form perspective, Weaver Bay is composed of nearly 100 homo-nuclear cities. metropolis. These cities are compactly and orderly arranged on a rectangular landmass of nearly 10,000 square kilometers, with clear outlines.
Zhuang Ming blended into the crowd, got into a taxi, and spoke the most authentic local language, making him a complete Weaver Bay local.
"You are a local. I really didn't know it. You must be traveling." Upon hearing Zhuang Ming's voice, the driver immediately transformed Zhuang Ming into a local with a warm expression on his face.
Zhuang Ming directly reported the name of a restaurant near the Longguo Contact Station.
The driver immediately mysteriously told Zhuang Ming about the Longguo Liaison Station.
Drivers are the people with the highest concentration of gossip in this city, and they can know the dynamics of the entire city.
The most important thing is that they are a whole, talking to each other all the time.
So they are very well informed.
Zhuang Ming's few skillful words made the driver obediently tell the whole story.
The two chatted happily, and when Zhuang Ming got out of the car, he enthusiastically left his phone number.
He waved his hand and looked at this familiar yet unfamiliar city.
Then he turned around and walked towards the Dragon Kingdom Contact Station, a sharp light flashing in his eyes.
I heard from the driver's gossip that the attack on the Longguo liaison station was not that simple.
That night, many gangs in Weaver Bay took action. Although it was impossible for all of them to participate, there was no conflict between the gangs that day.
This kind of thing is very weird, it is completely organized.
This is the most unexpected thing. The actions of gangsters are usually carried out in secret.
If they happen to act together, but there is no conflict, there is something very fishy here, and it is really worth pondering.
The streets here seemed very depressed at this time. After something like this happened, many shops dared to stay open.
At least he can avoid the limelight for a while.
During this period of time, there were a lot of people from the Dragon Kingdom in this area.
Zhuang Ming walked forward for some distance and found many figures.
Many people turned out to be people from the Dragon Kingdom. Looking at their eyes flickering slightly as they looked at Zhuang Ming, one knew that they were monitoring this area.
But when he saw that Zhuang Ming was from the Long Kingdom, he turned his head.
Zhuang Ming successfully walked to the street in front of the contact station. At this time, there were some police officers wearing CBI uniforms collecting something.
Zhuang Ming walked forward calmly, ignoring the warning line and the looks of some people watching the show, and walked directly through.
Zhuang Ming's actions attracted the attention of many people. I wonder what this tall Asian man wants to do?
"Stop! This place has been blocked, you can't come in!" A man in a suit and uniform suddenly jumped out from the side very quickly and stood directly in front of Zhuang Ming.
"Are you from the Dragon Kingdom?" Zhuang Ming knew someone was coming, but when he saw it, he couldn't help but be startled because the person standing in front of him turned out to be an Asian face.
"I am one-quarter of Dragon Kingdom blood." Hearing Zhuang Ming's Dragon Kingdom language, the person in front of him was also stunned, and then said in a very unfamiliar language.
Zhou Jinbao, a member of the CBI team, was sent to collect evidence.
Suddenly he saw a person trying to break in. He originally wanted to capture him, but at the last moment, he suddenly changed his mind to intercepting him. He didn't know why.
"We are handling the case, please..." Zhou Jinbao hasn't finished speaking yet.
"Zhou, what happened?" A very magnetic male voice sounded, interrupting the conversation between the two.
Zhuang Ming saw a middle-aged man with blond hair and blue eyes walking over. Many Western men only exude their masculine charm in middle age. It is a mature temperament.
Zhuang Ming raised his eyebrows. He always felt that this scene was a bit familiar. The man in front of him was quite handsome, but Zhuang Ming could clearly feel an aura of decadence. The power hidden under his body was not small, and he probably had the strength to break the fourth level. .
However, after Zhuang Ming's scan, it was found that this man had nothing to do with the police. The details of his body, clothes, and some characteristics were completely different from those of the CBI police around here.
No, not really a policeman at all,
The aura on his body is exactly the aura of vicissitudes of life that he has experienced in society. With his messy blond hair, stubble that has not been shaved when he got up early in the morning, and a cup of coffee in his hand, you can tell that this guy has just woken up.
His eyes were shining with wisdom, and his two golden pupils were also looking up and down at Zhuang Ming.
What makes Zhuang Ming find it interesting is that this man's observation method has many similarities with his own.
"Jian, this gentleman suddenly barged in, and I'm stopping him." Zhou Jinbao, who stopped Zhuang Ming, quickly explained.
From the aura on Zhou Jinbao's body, Zhuang Ming could feel that this person probably had the strength of breaking five, and he was not a genetic warrior.
But his tone was very respectful to the blond man, as if he was facing their heads.
"Are you observing me? What did you observe?" Zhuang Ming suddenly said in pure Weaver Bay English, his voice full of joking, and he was also observing how Jane would react next moment.
Dui Ang didn't expect Zhuang Ming to ask this question at all. There was a trace of surprise on his face, and then he laughed a little.
"Hello, my name is Patrick Jane, a consultant to the CBI Bureau of Investigation." Patrick Jane. Jane extended her hand in a friendly manner.
But his heart was filled with deep doubts. He couldn't find any trace at all from Zhuang Ming's appearance.
He has been precise to every detail, fingers, palms, neck, and face.
There is no clue as to what Zhuang Ming does in terms of clothing, etc. There seems to be nothing that could make people guess Zhuang Ming's identity.
It can be said that Zhuang Ming's hands have no trace, as if they are never willing to do anything.
Even if it's the hands of a magician or a pianist, he can still tell the difference.
Because their hands will inevitably develop calluses, long-term magic tricks and piano playing will cause some small details to appear.
But now he has no problem at all, no trace of calluses, just like a person who never works.
But even so, it’s impossible!
(End of chapter)
