It was almost time to make an appointment, and Wei came to leave the bar, and Erin caught up with him in the dark corridor: "Wei."

She was different from usual, not teasing, not angry, not annoyed, with a serious expression, with a hint of helplessness and depression, and said, "You can't do this anymore."

Women are born persuasionists, holding a young face and speaking as if they were a hundred years old: "Do you have no plans for the future? You should save some money, marry a girl you like, buy a big house, and live a stable life. I hope to see you, after all, you are the only man I have loved in my life."

Erin was telling the truth. When she was loving Wei, she was enlightened one day and found that she actually liked women. There was no opportunity or preparation, so she could only explain it by enlightenment later.

Wei Lai pondered for a moment: If you want to end a certain topic altogether, you must be sincere and sincere.

He replied: "I know diligence, progress and stability are universal values, but the world is so big that you have to allow someone to derail."

After saying that, he took a step back, bowed to Erin, politely, and turned around and left.

It’s not about relatives or because of this. Someone sincerely plans for you and should be grateful.

He had no plan, just live by himself, and he would come back after spending all his money, and he was happy to derail, and he didn't want to disrupt the men and women who lived seriously on the track.

——

After leaving the apartment building, walk straight along the street, turn left at the end, the floor tiles were washed by the lights along the street, and a dilapidated Volkswagen parked under the lamppost.

The elk stood beside the car and looked forward to it. When he saw him, his eyes shone and almost rushed over: "David’s coming! myChristmastree!"

The Christmas tree is Weilai's nickname.

Wei Lai stepped forward, controlled his head with one hand as the elk approached, wiped him in circle, then walked around him and got into the passenger seat of the car.

The temperature in the car is moderate, suitable for the chairman to chat or have a nap.

The elk came in excitedly.

"Wei! You are back safely! God knows, I watched "Survival in the Wild" three times! One night I dreamed that you died, and I cried to death - I swear, I was not so sad when Eve died!"

Wei Lai was speechless. Eve was the wife of the Elk and gave birth to a son and a daughter for him. This was not the key. The key was: Eve was not only still alive, but also in good health, and living for another thirty or forty years would not be a problem.

——

The elk is the agent of Weilai.

A black American, thirty-five years old, looks like a rapper. He talks a lot, has endless energy, and loves China frantically. He believes that the most delicious food in the world is Chinese dumplings, because: dumplings can have ten thousand flavors!

He has a good language talent and has been studying Chinese in recent years. Wei Lai rarely has the opportunity to speak Chinese, but when talking to Elk, he can often change Chinese and English. Elk is committed to learning the most authentic Chinese slang, and every sentence comes out from time to time, and it doesn't matter if it is not managed, it always sounds friendly.

One time he asked Wei Lai: "Chinese people say that the most delicious dumplings are more delicious than sister-in-law. I know that the dumplings are delicious, but sister-in-law... why are they fun?"

Wei Lai was silent for a while and replied: "You stinky hooligan."

Another time, he asked Wei Lai: "You seem to look down on 'brother-in-law love my aunt', but my brother-in-law and my aunt are originally a family, shouldn't they fall in love with each other?"

Wei Lai was silent for a while and replied: "You stinky hooligan."

...

The Chinese and spiritual abilities of elk thrived in Weilai's scolding.

After four months of not seeing him, the elk cared for him like the heavy snow in Lapland, and there was no stop for a short period of time. Wei Lai was too lazy to listen to his longing, and his eyes fell on the cowhide envelope standing in front of the windshield: "Customer information?"

Elk is accustomed to putting customer information into a kraft envelope with a winding seal.

Wei Lai reached for it, and the elk said, "No, no, it's this."

He took out another portion from under the seat and Zheng Erzhongzhi handed it over: "I chose it for you."

The envelope of the same style looks no different. Wei came to try the thickness, like a photo.

He won't dismantle it for now: "I chose it specifically?"

"I know you Chinese. When my fellow villagers meet, they are crying."

I understand, this client should be Chinese, or at least Chinese.

Wei Lai unwinds the winding: "Then you don't know us very well. We have another word called 'killing old friends'. We are never ruthless in our own way."

He pulled out the photo.

The lights inside the car were very dim, but I don’t know if it was an illusion. The moment the photo was drawn, Wei Lai felt that the eyes seemed to be lit.

He subconsciously praised: "Beautiful."

The photo shows a 26-7-year-old Chinese woman lying on the stairs smoking, her hair reaching her shoulders, and her hair ends are slightly curled. She has no expression and her eyes are just in touch with the camera.

There is a world hidden in her eyes.

Two words were written in the blank space of the photo: Cen Jin.

The elk squinted at him: "Be careful, the man just fell in love with a dimples at first, and then he brought his whole mother home."

Wei Lai stared at the photo: "I underestimated me too much. First of all, she is not so beautiful that I am confused; secondly, I have professional ethics and have accepted orders. She is the customer. I don't develop any relationship with the customer except money."

After a pause, he said, "I should have experienced some things if my eyes are not soft."

He put Cen Jin's photo on the windshield.

The light of the street light wrapped in from outside, and the woman in the photo was immersed in darkness and her face was blurred. Wei asked: "This... Miss Cen, how are you?"

——

Elk is one of the most popular private bodyguard agents in the industry, with two aces, Christmas tree and cocoa tree.

Ace can pick customers and make rules privately, no matter how outrageous this rule is - for example, the rule of Coco Tree is: never extend the order of customers from their hairline to their navel.

For some reason, someone has a mole, do you do your bird's business?

Compared to Coco Tree, Weilai has much more worry-free, only one: not protecting scum.

The reason is: sweating, bleeding, or even paying your life to protect the scum is to act against the will of heaven and does not conform to the Chinese habit of respecting heaven.

Everything in China is good, the elk nodded like pounding garlic: That's, that's it.

Now that Wei comes to ask Cen Jin’s “how is it”, he means he has the intention to take orders.

The elk had already prepared a good draft: "Wei, people are complicated... Do you listen to her good things first, or are they bad?"

“Not good.”

"Then be patient. No matter what happens in front of you, you will definitely take orders when you hear it at the end."

Wei Lai smiled.

Why is it absolute? Love is not eternal, love is not eternal, and things in the world are not absolute.

The empty city outside the car is as quiet as it has been so long that no pedestrian has passed by.

"Miss Cen once had a fiancé. On the eve of the wedding, she was caught in bed in a hotel. After the marriage failed, her fiancé couldn't think of it for a moment and swallowed the medicine. Fortunately, she saved her in time and was rescued by stomach washing."

This is a private matter, Wei Lai doesn't want to comment. Compared with Cen Jin, he looks down on his fiancé even more: Why don't a real man have no wife? It's better to leave such a woman aside before.

The elk turned to the topic: "But God is fair. Her fiancé met a newcomer in the hospital and got married the next year. When he took the oath, he said, thank God for not letting him die for the wrong person, so that he could finally wait for true love."

While speaking, he handed over a photo, with obvious intention: Even if Cen Jincao is inappropriate, God has made up for the poor people.

In the photo, a tall, handsome and scholarly Chinese man hugged his wife, full of love and pleasing to the eye.

Wei Lai signaled the elk to say down.

"Ms. Cen...is also a suspect in a murder case."

Speaking of this, he deliberately paused and wanted to lure him to ask, "Wai Lai didn't eat this bait and sat down as if he was a mountain."

The elk had to continue: "Fortunately, the evidence was not sufficient, so the suspicion was quickly cleared."

"What case?"

"A wealthy French businessman died of toxin injection. The safe on site was opened. It was unclear how much property he lost. The police judged that it was a murder for money. The reason why Miss Cen was caught was because she was one of the visitors that night."

The three words "but" have already taken a stand: the elk tried hard to siftly siftly sifted away the bad rumors about Cen Jin, even if they were slightly affected, it would be "influenced".

Wei Lai was more interested in the section "Injection of Toxins": "What poison?"

"I heard it's... twofish toxin."

Wei Lai was unexpected.

The elk would be wrong: "I also think it is expensive. The international market price of pure twofish toxins is more than 200,000 US dollars per gram. Ordinary poison injections can still be fatal, so why bother?"

Wei said: "Because...it's poisonous."

Trophorus toxin (TTX), which is more than 1,200 times more toxic than cyanide, causes nerve paralysis, tendon reflexes disappear, and eventually paralyzed the respiratory muscles and die. What's even more terrifying is that TTX is blocked by the blood-brain barrier of the brain and cannot enter the brain. Although the poisoned person cannot speak or move, he always has a clear mind during the death process and knows clearly what is happening to him.

Always clear-headed...what is so terrifying to think about it.

Cen Jin should have other "bad" things, but the Elk seems to be common human problems and is not worth mentioning.

He couldn't wait to bring out Cen Jin's bright side.

"Ms Cen was a member of the International Aid to Africa. During the warlords in Somali, she helped the United Nations deploy relief food for refugees. Later, she went to Karon, and soon after that, a genocide that shocked the world occurred in Karon."

Wei Lai frowned, and Karon slaughtered, he seemed to have heard of it.

The elk sneered: "You don't care. What's happening in Africa, whether it's war, famine, conflict or massacre, you all think it's an alien planet."

Perhaps because he was a black man, the elk suddenly became indignant when he talked about this section.

Wei Lai was a little impressed. Karon was very small, with an area of ​​less than 20,000 square kilometers. It is one of the smallest but most dense countries in Africa. It is divided into two major races, Huka and Kava. Racial conflicts are frequent and civil wars have been triggered a few years ago.

"Are you the Karon massacre, which is classified as a crime against humanity? That happened six years ago? I remember that the United Nations later set a special anniversary."

The elk gritted his teeth: "It's that, the United Nations is inaction, Western countries are collectively blind, the media underestimated that it was a conflict of clans, and the whole world abandoned Karon. In 2 months, the Kawa tribe was killed more than 200,000 people. Only a few international rescue organizations took risks to rescue refugees, such as the Red Cross, Doctors Without Borders..."

Wei Lai's heart moved: "Ms. Cen... didn't withdraw at that time?"

The elk nodded: "She stayed, established a humanitarian reserve in a primary school with several volunteers, and fought against the Huka thugs for more than a month, eventually sheltering the lives of 175 Kawa people. When she left Karon, she was awarded the National Friendship Medal by the President."

Wei Lai sat upright and put away his looseness.

He has protected all kinds of people, industry leaders, industry elites, "heroic figures", "indomitable fighters", but they are all titles of praise and praise. For the first time with Cen Jin's background, Cen Jin's background.

"She needs protection?"
Chapter completed!