I Just Want To Be a Salted Fish Quietly

Chapter 125

Looking at Zhuang Tong, who was tired, Lin Xian nodded and said, “Let’s talk about it tomorrow!”

Tang Ping smiled and said, “Okay, leave it to Mr. Lin, so I won’t bother you to rest!”

“Don’t worry, let’s have a supper together!” Lin Xian invited.

Although it is necessary for work, it is not easy for people to pick up the airport late at night and early in the morning.

Secondly, Lin Xian also wants to know the current situation of Master Liao Jie.

“No need Mr. Lin.” Tang Ping refused with great vision.

“Let’s go together, and tell me about the information you have investigated by the way!”

Hearing this, Tang Ping no longer refused, showing a simple smile and said: “Then bother.”

When the three of them walked out of the airport, a cold wind came to them.

Lin Xian and Zhuang Tong shuddered suddenly.

I go!

Really cooled down

“Affected by typhoons these few days, the temperature difference between day and night is very big, Mr. Lin must pay attention to keep warm!” Tang Ping reminded.

“Um!”

Lin Xian nodded and took Zhuang Tong straight to a black Bentley. As a VIP user of Shangri-La Hotel, special car transfer is just one of the most basic services.

After confirming his identity, the Bentley driver graciously opened the door and took the suitcase.

Sitting on Bentley’s comfortable leather seats, Lin Xian couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.

“Comfortable!”

Think about it, too, comfort is Bentley’s selling point, and the cost of a seat is as high as 200,000, can it be uncomfortable?

Zhuang Tong leaned his head on Lin Xian’s shoulder and said in disappointment: “My dear, the first class is completely different from what I imagined.”

“Do you think it was a flight from the UAE?”

Lin Xian smiled slightly and explained: “Domestic short-haul flights are like this. If it’s a long-haul flight or an international flight, it will be much better.”

“All right!”

Zhuang Tong was indeed sleepy, but he couldn’t sleep at the moment, leaning on his shoulder, looking very wilted.

Lin Xian carefully glanced at Tang Ping, who was in the opposite seat, and found that he had made a mistake in his previous judgment.

The other party’s age should not be too old, at most 30 years old, but because of the dark and rough skin, they appear to be relatively old.

He sat there with his back straight and his hands on his legs naturally. This standard sitting posture should be a habit developed in the army.

Upon seeing this, Lin Xian couldn’t help asking: “Have you been a soldier before?”

“After two years as a scout, I went abroad to work as a mercenary for another year after being discharged!” Tang Ping nodded.

“Have you ever been a mercenary?” Lin Xian asked in surprise.

To be honest, Lin Xian’s impression of mercenaries is only in movies and novels.

When thinking of mercenaries, words like licking blood and rain of bullets will pop up in my mind.

Seeing his surprised look, Tang Ping explained: “In fact, it’s not a mercenary, it’s essentially a security guard. Because places like FZ and ZD are chaotic, companies with Chinese people there need to recruit security guards. Although the salary is Okay, but life is too boring.”

“It was during that period that I became obsessed with detective novels and movies, so I quit my job and returned to China to join the detective agency.”

Zhuang Tong raised his brows and said in surprise: “Are you a detective? You don’t look like it!”

Tang Ping smiled bitterly: “At the beginning, I had suffered a loss of ignorance. After returning to China, I discovered that private detectives have no living environment in the country. Basically, they are helping to catch small three and find people. And this industry is a mixed bag, what is it? There are people, and many people just disappeared after doing it.”

“That’s it!”

The image of a private detective in Zhuang Tong’s heart suddenly collapsed.

Lin Xian was not surprised, as he checked it before.

In fact, not only Xinghen Country, but also so-called detective agencies abroad.

Movies are movies after all, and there is still a big difference from reality.

Lin Xian said, “Tell me about Liao Jie’s situation!”

“Liao Jie, male, 56 years old, used to be the chef of Jirui Building, and currently works as a night shift employee at a convenience store on West Street in Panyu District.”

After a pause, Tom Ping continued: “From my contact with him, his spirit seems to be a bit problematic.”

“Is there a mental problem? Tell me in detail.” Lin Xian frowned.

“I pretended to go to a convenience store to buy things, and after talking to him, I found that his language organization was very poor, and he spoke upside down, completely unable to communicate with him normally. Moreover, his alcoholism was very serious. I saw with my own eyes that he took the convenience store when he went to work. Drink for sale!”

For a moment, Lin Xian couldn’t help but fell into contemplation.

Liao Jie should have been hit back then, that’s why he looks like this.

However, what kind of blow was it that made a beautiful descendant of the royal chef become like this?

Lin Xian continued to ask: “Where does he live now?”

Tang Ping replied: “I live in the warehouse of the convenience store. Because the contact with the target person is too short, I only have this information for the time being.”

“Mr. Lin, we are at the hotel.”

At this moment, the Bentley driver reminded him.

The three walked into the hotel, and a woman in professional attire immediately greeted her and bowed slightly and said: “Hello, Mr. Lin, I am your full-time housekeeper Yu Jing, you can tell me if you need it.”

Full-time butler?

Tang Ping on the side could not help but stunned to himself.

It was the first time he knew that there was a housekeeper in the hotel.

Lin Xian asked: “Is the restaurant in the hotel still open?” The restaurant has been closed!”

Yu Jing replied.

Lin Xian ordered: “Help me prepare a supper, richer, and deliver it to the room!” He didn’t ask Yu Jing where to get him supper.

If the butler can’t even do this thing well, it is impossible for the other party to do a full-time job in the Shangri-La Hotel.

Take the elevator all the way to the 23rd floor, Lin Xian swiped his card and pushed open the door.

After Tang Ping entered the room, he appeared a little restrained. Sitting on the sofa in the living room, he opened his mouth and said: “Mr. Lin, it’s too early, I won’t bother you to rest.”

It’s all here, let’s go back after supper!” Lin Xian laughed.

Tang Ping would like to say that apart from KFC and McDonald’s, there is no midnight snack at all at this point.

However, it didn’t take long to see Yu Jing and a waiter pushing the dining car into the room.

As the waiter put plates of supper on the coffee table, Tang Ping couldn’t help swallowing with the attractive fragrance.

Sea urchin coral imperial concubine dumplings, steamed chicken feet with black soy sauce, Jinsha red rice intestines, crab noodle soup dumplings, abalone and scallop chicken porridge…

These delicacies, from the looks of it, knew that they were made by the chef and were definitely not bought at street stalls.

Yu Jing said apologetically: “Mr. Lin, I’m really sorry, because it’s too late, I can only wrong you a bit!”

What is this called grievance?

Hiss!

Tang Ping couldn’t help taking a breath. Can’t help but sigh: It’s great to have money!”

“I am very satisfied!”

Lin Xian smiled, took out two hundred yuan of tips and handed it to the waiter, and then handed all the remaining more than 1,000 yuan to Yu Jing.

Feeling the thickness of the tip in her hand, Yu Jing smiled enthusiastically: “Don’t disturb the three of you, if you have any needs, please tell me at any time!”