pjbooks Chapter 429 The Man in the White Suit
Chapter 429 The Man in the White Suit
Li Jian had already gone out and bought two bottles of air freshener.
\"Here, one bottle for each person, to ensure your cooking class stays odor-free.\"
Lin Xiaoye said, \"I really don\'t know how to thank you. Let me treat you to dinner.\"
Faced with Lin Xiaoye\'s invitation, Li Jian had no choice but to reluctantly agree.
The two drove to a Japanese restaurant.
To be honest, Japanese restaurants do have a much quieter atmosphere.
A waitress in a kimono and wooden clogs shuffled into the private room, patted her head on the floor, and stuck her buttocks out: \"Private Marseille, what would you two like to eat?\"
Li Jian\'s gaze inadvertently swept over the female waitress who was bending down to arrange the tableware.
The waitress\'s tight-fitting work skirt clearly outlined the full curves of her hips, making her breasts appear particularly perky when she bent over.
Nude stockings lightly encased her slender legs, gleaming delicately in the warm restaurant lighting, accentuating the beautiful lines of her calves.
Her bent-over posture caused her shirt collar to open slightly, revealing her slender neck from Li Jian\'s angle.
As she arranged the tableware, the fabric of her dress swayed gently, almost touching her bent knees.
Her fingers deftly moved among the cutlery, her wrists, with their prominent wrist bones, appearing exceptionally delicate.
Li Jian quickly looked away, picked up his water glass, and took a sip.
As the waitress straightened up, her skirt swayed gently, and her stockinged legs drew an elegant arc under the light.
She tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear and continued working intently, completely unaware of the brief glance she had just received.
Lin Xiaoye handed the menu to Li Jian: \"Mr. Li, please order.\"
Li Jian didn\'t stand on ceremony, took the order, and ordered several Japanese specialties.
Do you offer female promotions here?
Upon hearing this, the waitress blushed slightly: \"Private Marseille, female promotions don\'t have that kind of work.\"
Li Jian said, \"That\'s a good idea.\"
Waiter: We really don\'t have that.
Lin Xiaoye asked with a curious look, \"Mr. Li, what is the Female Body Saint?\"
Li Jian didn\'t explain, he just casually said, \"It\'s a specialty dish from Xiao Ri Zi.\"
Lin Xiaoye said, \"It seems this Japanese restaurant isn\'t authentic. Next time, I\'ll definitely treat Mr. Li to Nüti Sheng.\"
. . . . . .
Meanwhile, the East Kowloon Regional Crime Unit.
Gao Jianxiang was nervously flipping through a book of license plate information.
suddenly.
The office phone on the desk rang.
Gao Jianxiang answered the phone casually, and a magnetic male voice came from the other end: \"Officer Gao Jianxiang, I need to provide clues about a wanted criminal.\"
Gao Jianxiang said, \"Wait a moment.\"
He took out a notebook and pen, ready to take notes, \"Please go ahead.\"
On the phone: \"I saw Zhang Chen.\"
Gao Jianxiang\'s mind went blank for a moment before he finally asked, \"What did you say?\"
On the phone: I saw Eden Zhang, Zhang Chen.
click-
Gao Jianxiang hung up the phone immediately without hesitation.
Perhaps because the phone call was hung up too forcefully, it startled Ma Jun, who was sitting not far away, and he looked up in this direction.
Gao Jianxiang explained, \"It was just a child\'s prank.\"
Ma Jun shook his head, lowered his head, and continued working.
But the phone on his desk rang again, and after two rings, Gao Jianxiang answered it.
On the phone: Did you think I was playing a prank? I really saw Zhang Chen.
click-
Gao Jianxiang hung up the phone again.
Jingle bell—jingle bell—
After hanging up, the phone rang again, but Gao Jianxiang didn\'t answer it this time and hung up immediately.
This happened several times, but the phone kept ringing like a death knell.
Having no other choice, Gao Jianxiang answered the call.
What exactly are you doing?
On the phone: \"Zhang Chen was hit by a car.\"
Gao Jianxiang asked, \"Where?\"
On the phone: You should ask yourself that. Why did Zhang Chen disappear without a trace after being hit by the car? Inspector Gao Jianxiang, who drives the Hongda, am I right?
Gao Jianxiang immediately hung up the phone and casually placed the receiver next to the phone.
This way, the enemy can\'t break in.
Jingle bell—jingle bell—
Gao Jianxiang\'s phone didn\'t ring, but the landline on Ma Jun\'s desk rang.
Gao Jianxiang couldn\'t help but look over.
Ma Jun answered the phone: East Kowloon Serious Crimes Unit.
Without knowing what the other party said, Ma Jun picked up the phone and said to Gao Jianxiang, \"Gao sir, he wants you to answer the phone.\"
\"cell phone.\"
No sooner had he finished speaking than Gao Jianxiang\'s cell phone, which was on the table, rang.
Gao Jianxiang glanced down at his phone and saw the caller ID: 0.
\"explain.\"
\"If you dare hang up on me again, I\'ll call the police and report you, you murderer!\"
Gao Jianxiang covered his mouth with his hand and said, \"I don\'t know what you\'re talking about. Did you get the wrong person?\"
On the phone: It\'s so hard for us to communicate like this. Why aren\'t you saying anything? If you don\'t talk, I think the policeman from the mainland will be interested in Zhang Chen\'s clues.
A man\'s voice came through the phone receiver, along with the sound of assembling the team.
As if he had just thought of something, Gao Jianxiang immediately rushed to the balcony and looked downstairs.
Downstairs, sure enough, there were police officers lined up.
Gao Jianxiang\'s gaze sharpened, and he asked, \"What did you say? Say it again?\"
On the phone: \"Okay, I\'ll say it again. You hit and killed Zhang Chen on Gongye Road on the night of the 15th. To kill someone and still act so nonchalantly, it\'s such a waste for a cop to be like this...\"
Gao Jianxiang took off running towards the elevator, asking, \"Have you misunderstood something?\"
On the phone: \"The car was repaired spotlessly. It must have cost a lot of money and effort, right?\"
Gao Jianxiang explained, \"The car was damaged during a mission a few days ago, and the insurance company has already paid out. I think you\'ve misunderstood.\"
Gao Jianxiang rushed to the lobby on the first floor and kept looking out through the glass curtain wall.
With cars and people coming and going in front of the police station, it was impossible to tell who was making the call.
On the phone: Is it a misunderstanding? The body was put in the back of the car and the driver escaped; the license plate number was WWM-3357.
When Gao Jianxiang heard the other party immediately reveal his license plate number, he stopped pretending and said, \"You bastard, what exactly do you want?\"
On the phone: Hehe, oh, you\'re angry already? It means you\'re guilty. I\'ll show you the way: get Zhang Chen ready for me, and I\'ll contact you again. Be good, okay?
Gao Jianxiang\'s eyes were sharp, scanning the surroundings like a searchlight.
And believe it or not, he actually found out.
Across the street, in a public phone booth, a man in a white suit and a baseball cap was making a phone call.
A man stepped forward: \"Brother, can I borrow a light?\"
The same conversation came through the telephone receiver.
Gao Jianxiang locked onto his target.
The man in white walked unhurriedly toward a red taxi parked by the roadside.