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Chapter 613 Whose territory
"Miss Boss, are three gold bars enough?"

"No sign."

The corners of the widow's mouth tightened, and sullenness flashed in her eyes.It's just another wave of buyers taking advantage of the fire.

"I took a large yellow croaker, and one was worth ten small ones. I took it to a store and sold it for one small one."

Mo Qianqian is well versed in convincing people with money.Turning around, he took out three large gold bars in full color from the package.

Each one is as big as a palm.Equivalent to thirty small gold bars.

The widow picked up a piece, which was very heavy.He took it to the shop and weighed it again before he believed her, and took out a contract from his bosom.

"Miss Mo, my husband was tragically murdered. There are four elders on the top and children on the bottom. God has eyes, I will entrust the shop to you and sell it for a good price. I am finally relieved."

"You're welcome. There are valuables in the store, just take some away. After all, you and the elderly and children still have to live."

Mo Qianqian took the document, looked it over, and stuffed it into the package.

The three of them were about to go back when the widow suddenly chased after her and handed a thick notebook to Qilan.

"Take this with you, in case anyone who pays the debt comes to your door, you will collect it for me..."

After obtaining wealth beyond expectations and having material security for the rest of my life, I don't care about those small debts.

The widow was grateful.After explaining with all my heart, I left.

Qilan thanked him, took it with both hands, and put it under his arm.

Young, handsome and gentle.Naturally, he was mistaken for Mr. Bookkeeper.

Vaguely, he felt that the bloodbath of bookstores and antique shops might be caused by the same force behind it.

When Mo Qianqian was driving the car, Qilan buried himself in the pages.If you can find some clues related to the secret base, you won't be in vain running twice in the cold wind in the middle of the night.

This is a notebook that Boss Huang never left with him during his lifetime.Densely wrote the process of multiple deliveries, purchases and pick-ups.

More than half of it was turned over, full of dates, items, and amounts of transactions.Dull.

Lin Mi leaned her head on his shoulder and leaned over.

Seeing that one page was folded, I reached out to fiddle with it curiously.

"Don't make trouble," Qilan held a naughty little hand, "Lie down and rest."

She refused, and exerted a little force on her fingers, "Crack!"

That page was actually torn off and landed on Qilan's lap.

"Wenmo Road buyer?"

He spread out the crumpled paper, startled by the five scrawled words that jumped into his eyes.

Wenmo Road and Panjiayuan have to cross half of the city one way.It is true that Mr. Lin likes antiques, but he seldom goes home several times a year.

How could you waste time and energy traveling so far for your so-called hobbies?

However, he was unwilling to let go of any piece of information worthy of scrutiny, and subconsciously asked:
"Has your father ever come here to buy antiques?"

Lin Mi leaned over curiously.

In the item's column, "Vase" was written, and the date was "September [-]." The price was empty.

"Hey, what a coincidence. Two days before you went to my house, Dad did indeed buy a Ming Dynasty palace vase at a high price. Could it be that he is the 'Wenmo Road buyer'?!"

"I'll tell you when I figure it out. Go to sleep first, if you don't sleep well, you will get dark circles under your eyes."

Lin Mi let out an "oh", squeezed his ears a few times, and then obediently wrapped the blanket.

With Qilan's arm as a pillow, she quickly fell asleep.

I flipped through it later, and wrote five or six transactions here and there.Everything is well documented.The only exception is the vase transaction.

His fingers remained on the last page of the book, and he tore off the top half, leaving the rest blank.

Qilan held the notebook, his eyes became serious.

It can basically be concluded that the folding page has ulterior motives.The half-page torn out of the paper probably contained some secret that no one else wanted to know.

There is always no way to go in vain in the world.

Although there were many accidents this night, it helped him reconnect with some seemingly unrelated people and things in the past.

"Miss Mo," Qilan asked softly, "Can we go back to the warehouse?"

"It's best not to come back, my father may come over in a while."

"Is there something urgent at this late hour?"

"He set off to deliver the goods at the pier before dawn, and it's almost time to return. He will deliver another five or six boxes tomorrow."

Antiques are expensive business.According to common sense, bosses will pay special attention to personal safety and cargo safety.

Traveling in the dark is extremely dangerous.Once bandits and robbers are targeted, it is easy to end up with nothing but wealth.

Boss Mo dares to take a path that ordinary businessmen dare not to take, and there must be someone behind him to give him courage and escort him.

Qilan recalled that not long ago, Gu Qiming became angry at Mo Qianqian's refusal at the door of the shop, and cursed at him.But she was obviously very angry, but she swallowed her anger and ran away.

Probably, the Mo family's business largely depends on the Gu mansion?

"The last page was torn in half. What was it written on?" He threw the mystery to Mo Qianqian.

"This kind of book is printed. If it is a big store, the address will be printed uniformly. Small stores will also write a few words with a brush. However, it doesn't bother me if I tear it up."

She put off the whip and temporarily stopped the carriage under the pine and cypress trees on the side of the road.Grabbed the book and looked at it.

"Oh, I didn't expect Boss Huang, who is famous for his business, to work for someone else! The books are all in the same color and font."

"Who is it?" Although Qilan had more or less guessed something in his heart, he still asked knowingly.

"Gu's mansion in the west of the city," Mo Qianqian said with disgust on his face, "On the surface, it looks decent, but it's just doing this in secret."

She gritted her teeth as she spoke.I can't wait to chop Gu Qimin who bullied me into several sections.And that greedy third wife of the Gu family.The eating phase of each transaction is very ugly.

"Are you also working for the Gu mansion?"

"No way. Who let my father live under the roof."

Mo Qianqian and the people in the secret base can pay with one hand and deliver with the other.Even the intricate hierarchical relationship among them can be clearly distinguished.It shows that her identity is complicated.

At first, Qilan suspected that she was a member of it, or that she was indirectly taking orders from Shi'an's father.

Now, Mo Qianqian frankly admitted that his superior was not General He, but Gu Mansion, who surprised Qilan himself.

That was the place where he was born and lived for more than ten years.

But nothing left in my mind.The people and things over there are completely unfamiliar.It seems that the memories of these years have been dug clean by a knife.

Not only could he not remember his second brother Qi Jiang, but he also had no memory of his second wife, his mother, who he met recently.

"I have forgotten an important question, who is your current identity?"

Mo Qianqian's calm voice suddenly rang in his ears.He hesitated for a few seconds, then lowered his head:
"A poor man out of work, almost penniless."

"Well, I'll hire you and forget it. Come to the store to manage the accounts, and pay wages on time every month. The salary is good, and food and housing are included."

Qilan felt that these words were very familiar.I closed my eyes and finally remembered that Dr. Chen asked him to sign the contract, didn't he say the same thing?

It's just that Mo Qianqian might get along better and be more generous and friendly to the hired people.He nodded as a promise.

"Is there anything else you want to ask me?"

"Whose territory is this? Boss Huang was killed, is the case closed?"

(End of this chapter)