Crazy, you call it a prosecutor

Chapter 323 Hong Bingguo's Trouble (Subscription and Monthly Pass Required)
After reading the cemetery.

The two returned to Seoul.

In the afternoon, Li Sangxi has a program to do, so he cannot accompany Li Zaihua.

The young prosecutor also pretended to go to work and parted ways.

In fact, Lee Jae-hwa took a taxi to Cheongdam-dong and met Han Hyo-joo at a cafe.

The young prosecutor wanted a bowl of water to be flat, so he naturally took Han Xiaozhou to see the cemetery.

The day is quickly over.

Satisfied, Han Xiaozhou took the plane to Busan.

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Watching the flight take off slowly, Li Zaihua wiped off the sweat that didn't exist.

Then the young prosecutor prepared to drive Han Xiaozhou's car back to Seoul.

He raised his hand to look at his watch, and then took out the unregistered mobile phone from the space backpack.

bell bell bell.
The bell rings.

Hong Bingguo's voice came out.

"Minister Li, let's meet!"

Li Zaihua slapped his head.

It's been too busy recently, it's Busan, and it's the National Intelligence Service.

The young prosecutor suddenly remembered that the land auction in Incheon was one week away.

"Okay, see you at the old place!"

The two ended the call.

Li Zaihua drove to Apgujeong.

20:10 in the evening.

VIP Room [-].

After more than 20 days, the young prosecutor saw Hong Bingguo again.

Li Zaihua took out a basket and pointed to Hong Bingguo's pocket.

Aomen Pu understood, and handed over all the mobile phones and other possible monitoring devices.

The young prosecutor handed the things to one of Ding Qing's confidants.

Immediately afterwards, Hong Bingguo activated his skills to shield the two of them.

Prosecutor Nian Zhong reassured and said, "Officer Hong, did you say that we are meeting for the time being, and I don't have anything to do with you today?"

Hear this.

Aomen Pu said worriedly: "Minister Li, you feel that something is not right in the past few days. It seems that there are fewer and fewer people watching you!"

Hong Bingguo frowned.

"What do you mean?"

Aomen Park said in a deep voice: "Jung Sung-cheol and President Jin have tried to trust you for the first time!"

The young prosecutor frowned heavily.

Hong Bingguo was vague, Jung Sung Chul and Chairman Kim knew early on that Omen Park had betrayed us.

The two sent people to monitor for another day or two, and there might be a sudden increase in manpower.

The young prosecutor thought about it.

"Officer Hong, has anything ordinary happened recently?"

Aomenpu pondered for a moment, as if he remembered something: "He mentioned it, you almost forgot, it's really nothing!"

Hong Bingguo asked slowly.

"What happened?"

Zou Yexiong pretended to think: "The Seventh Commander learned that the Ministry of Construction and Transportation is going to hold the Incheon Land Auction, so he specially called you there, and added a few more places!"

Nian Zhong, the prosecutor, felt a little annoyed that such an important matter was said earlier.

However, Hong Bingguo said on the surface: "Why did you inform you earlier about such an important matter?"

Zou Yexiong explained: "You have heard of all the real estate developers that Commander Seven joined, and what their strength should be, that's why you told him."

As soon as this word comes out.

The young prosecutor was so angry that he almost cursed.

"Officer Hong, he needs to pay attention to the fact that no one is watching, and he will do things as usual. As long as it is messy, someone can do anything to you."

"In addition, you will secretly send someone to protect him, do your own thing well, and you guarantee that someone can touch him!"

Hearing Hong Bingguo's promise, Omen Pu heaved a sigh of relief.

"Thank you Minister Li, you will be worried then."

Prosecutor Nian Zhong smiled and comforted him, "Officer Hong, please do your job with peace of mind, you have something to do."

"The auction is coming to an end soon. It's convenient for you to meet up. All the consumption tonight will be charged to your account. Let's go first!"

Omen Park nodded.

"Okay, you send off Minister Li."

Hong Bingguo shook his head and said, "It's time, Chief Hong stay."

After finishing speaking, the young prosecutor put on his mask and baseball cap, got up and left the VIP room.

The moment Hong Bingguo stepped out of the room.

A drunken woman bumps into him.

The young prosecutor tried to dodge it again and again, but no white shadow flew out of the right pocket.

Seeing this, Hong Bingguo reached out and grabbed the drunk man's shoulder.

"Wait, don't go!"

The drunk man's skill was wrong, and he avoided the grasping palm in an instant.

I jumped back, agile like a cheetah, and then galloped towards the kitchen.

The drunk man was very unfamiliar with the terrain outside, and disappeared from the young prosecutor's sight in a blink of an eye.

Hong Bingguo did not chase after him.

A drunk can put a tracker under me, and so can a young prosecutor.

Hong Bingguo held the flashing red tracker, took out a registered mobile phone from the space backpack, and dialed the number.

Ten seconds ago, the call was connected.

After waiting for the person on the other side to speak, the prosecutor Nian Zhong couldn't wait to report the name of the place.

"You put a tracker under a guy, and they bring the gear down to pick you up!"
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the other side.

The drunk leaves by the front door and gets out of a white sedan across the street.

Before getting off.

I took off the undershirt that smelled of alcohol, and said with a solemn expression: "Omenpu sees complicated people, and you are my opponent!"

The few people under the car were surprised.

"What, even he is an opponent, what about this tracker?"

The drunk recalled for a moment: "I put it in this person's pocket, but the other person is too alert, so I don't know if I found it!"

Hear this.

No one took out the locator. Looking at the flashing red dot under the screen, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's okay, this person has found your tracker."

The drunk man nodded: "Go slowly, lest this person chase you out."

Seeing that the most skilled among us were opponents of the young prosecutor, the driver stepped on the accelerator and sped away.
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20:55 in the evening.

A truck stopped behind Hong Bingguo.

The young prosecutor came to the front and opened the door, and retreated into the compartment.

At this moment, Ding Qing, Li Zicheng, Quan Zhiyan, Li Zaihua, Peixi, and Andrew are all here.

"Boss, what happened?"

Hong Bingguo said bluntly: "No one is following Aomen Pu, and they even put their ideas on you."

"You put a tracker on the outside of this man's clothes, Li Zaihua checks to see where we are!"

As a woman with a spaceless backpack, it is not strange for the young prosecutor to keep some trackers just in case.

Zou Yexiong got the order and immediately took out a dedicated locator.

After turning on the tracker for a long time, a flashing red dot lights up under the screen.

Zou Yexiong said immediately: "Follow the past, you want to see what tricks we play."

Hearing the voice, Andrew said in seven words, and returned to his position with the locator.

The truck starts.

The young prosecutor sat down under the chair, staring straight at Li Zaihua.

"Li Zaihua, you let him watch Aomenpu, what happened to him, I even know that no one is watching!"

Li Zaihua was startled, and quickly explained: "Boss, you've been monitoring Aomen Pu, if you feel anything, there's nothing wrong with it!"

Hong Bingguo frowned.

"Is he really sure that Omen Park has a problem?"

Li Zaihua swore: "Boss, when you listened to Aomenpu, you didn't record it. You can listen to it!"

Zou Yexiong doubted Li Zaihua's words, and I vaguely thought that the other party dared to lie to me.

Nian Zhong, the prosecutor, thought for a moment, thinking to himself.

"It seems that only by catching these people can we be confused about what's going on!"

(End of this chapter)