After talking to Jin Biao on the phone, we drove to Jin Biao's house, stopped at the corner of the street where Jin Biao's house was located, and called Jin Biao to inform him that we were already near his house.

Because of the secrecy of this operation, we didn't drive any good cars, all of them were relatively ordinary MPVs and sedans.

After I finished talking to Jin Biao on the phone, I lit a cigarette in the car and waited, and after waiting for more than ten minutes, Jin Biao came down from upstairs, got into a car parked on the street outside, and started the car.

We kept our distance, followed the gold standard, and kept an eye on the situation around us to see if there were any suspicious people.

Judging by the words relayed by Murong Hang from the eldest prince, the other party chose to negotiate at eight o'clock in the evening, which means that they most likely wanted to execute Jin Biao before eight o'clock today.

Any time period is possible, so in order to ensure the safety of the gold standard, we must always be vigilant to avoid being found by the other party.

Judging from the fact that the murderer's two murder methods are almost the same, Li Muhong, a female Taoist priest, seems to have a special hobby, first defeating the target head-on, making him lose the ability to resist, and then strangling the target to death, the means are a bit perverted.

We followed Jin Biao to a breakfast shop, he went in for breakfast, and I asked the two younger brothers with more fresh faces to enter the breakfast shop as well, pretending to eat breakfast, but in fact protecting Jin Biao.

At the same time, when Gold Label entered the breakfast shop, I also paid attention to other guests who entered the breakfast shop to see if I could find clues.

After Jin Biao entered, except for my people, a total of five people entered the breakfast shop, namely an aunt, a young man, two sixteen or seventeen-year-old girls, and a seven or eight-year-old child, except for the young man, the rest of them were not suspicious.

I immediately sent a text message on my mobile phone to inform the two younger brothers who went in to pay close attention to the young man to see if he had any unusual behavior, such as making phone calls or something.

After a while, my little brother sent a text message to report to me inside, this young man did not have any abnormal behavior, and after entering, he only ordered a bowl of noodles and lowered his head to eat, and he did not look at Jin Biao during the whole process, which basically ruled out the suspicion that he was a person from Tianmen.

According to the plan, after eating breakfast, Jin Biao will go to a place to inspect, where the environment is more complicated, and the possibility of the murderer appearing is greater.

After the gold label finished eating, he got into the car and went to the field to be inspected, which is a KTV, relatively large-scale, about 40 private rooms, but because it is noon, there are no guests, and it is relatively deserted.

Jin Biao arrived at the gate of KTV, first met with a few of his younger brothers, and then entered the KTV while talking.

We were still waiting outside, but this time I didn't let my little brother get in, after all, in a place like KTV, how can there be singing at noon, it is easy to arouse suspicion, but I informed Jin Biao that as soon as there was a disturbance inside, he called or texted me, and my people rushed in immediately.

In this way, we followed the gold standard for several hours, and we didn't gain anything.

Even I began to wonder if my inference was wrong.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Gold Label arrived at the Old Friends Bar.

This bar is special, with a nostalgic style, and I heard the old-fashioned nostalgic songs coming from outside the bar, but each one is a classic, and it also brings back a lot of memories for me.

Of course, it's just a childhood memory, and when these songs were popular, I was still a kid.

At that time, my family was poor, and I always longed to have a tape recorder of my own, but even if it was just such a small wish, I was not satisfied, because my family was poor, and even my tuition and living expenses were problematic.

Now that I think about it, I can't help but wonder, even if I am the eldest brother who is now above 10,000 people, I still can't change the dick silk mentality that I have cultivated since childhood.

Sometimes I want to show off my wealth and status, which is exactly the side of my inferiority, I am from a worse background than most people, and I long for others to recognize me and worship me.

I also reflect on it often, but in reality, I can't completely eliminate it.

Pretending to be forced seems to have become my nature.

After Jin Biao entered the Old Friends Bar, because the environment inside was more complicated, I only had to cover it up, so I didn't have to worry about being recognized, so I wore a hat and a pair of sunglasses on the spot, and ordered the other younger brothers to stay, and only took Da Zhuang into the Old Friends Bar.

As soon as I entered the bar, I felt quite comfortable, the bar set up a stage, on which there were a lot of musical instruments, drums, guitars, basses, etc., and a standing microphone, and a huge LCD screen hung on the wall behind, on which an old-fashioned, but popular old song was playing, glorious years!

I used to be crazy about this song, it was when I was in junior high school, and I longed for my glory days, and now I do it.

Suddenly I wanted to sing, but the situation at the scene did not allow me to go up and sing a song, so I could only find a corner with Da Zhuang and sing along in a low-key manner.

"Brother Kun, you sing very well, much better than the person on stage."

Da Zhuang said.

Da Zhuang doesn't understand music, he can only tell the difference between good and bad sounds, and he can't tell the difference between the pitch and the pitch.

On the stage is a man about thirty years old, with a dragon tattooed on his body, it is estimated that he is an old society mixed outside, but his singing is full of some sad and angry emotions, probably because he has mixed up at this age, but he has achieved nothing, and he is dissatisfied with the reality.

In reality, most of the people who are mixed up are similar to him, after all, there are only a few who can get ahead and have beautiful scenery.

I have an idea of corporatizing the association, giving each member a stable salary, and gradually becoming regular, so that their life can be guaranteed.

But I know it's very difficult to do, after all, this is a serious violation of tradition, and maybe everyone will oppose me, even Shi Zhao or Brother Yao, who are closest to me.

Some people say that I am old-fashioned and old-fashioned, such as worshiping Guan Erye and respecting the rules of the South Gate, which are unchanged and stubborn, but some people say that I am too whimsical and can often make unexpected decisions, such as reducing loan interest, blowing up buildings, building high-quality projects, etc., and some people say that I am a philanthropist, I donate money to build roads in my hometown, and I am never stingy, I also want to donate money to build a primary school, but now I don't have time, and some people say that I am a devil, Yama Wangkun, with vicious, insidious and cunning.

But I just want to say that I am Mo Xiaokun, unique!

I didn't expect that coming to this bar would make me feel so emotional.

When Jin Biao saw me come in, there was a look of surprise in his eyes, and I gave Jin Biao a look and signaled him to settle down and not to behave abnormally.

Jin Biao received my gaze, nodded slightly, and then drank with his companion.

The waiter came up and asked, "You two, what do you want to drink?" ”

I smiled and said, "Bring us a bottle of red wine, a bottle of white wine." ”

The waiter was slightly surprised when he heard my words, a mix of white and red?

Da Zhuang doesn't like to drink red wine, red wine is equal to a drink in his place, and it is not strong at all, so white wine is his favorite.

I had to keep a clear head at this time, so a wine with a lower alcohol content became my choice.

We stayed in the old friends bar for more than an hour, the guests in the bar gradually increased, the hall was very lively, some old people were howling on the stage, the song was really not flattering, but it stirred up the atmosphere, and the laughter and applause were endless.

Drip, drip!

That's when my phone rang.

I took out my mobile phone and looked at the caller ID, and saw that the caller ID showed the phone number of the eldest prince, so I answered the call in a whisper on the spot.

"Hey, Your Highness."

I said.

"Xiao Kun, why are you so noisy over there?"

As soon as the eldest prince heard the noise on my side, he frowned, the agreed time with Murong Hang was eight o'clock in the evening, and now it is six and twenty in the afternoon, and there is only a little more than an hour before the time of negotiation.

I said, "I'm in a bar, what's the matter, Your Highness?" ”

The eldest prince said, "It's almost eight o'clock, how are you doing over there?" ”