In 1990, I drove a taxi in Xiangjiang

Chapter 123

Chapter 123

The morning sun penetrated the thin mist on the top of the mountain, and fell on the big bed of the hotel through the huge glass windows.

Shao Xiangbei only felt a little itchy in front of his nose, and he felt the warmth and beauty of the sun with his closed eyes.

When she opened her eyes, she saw Huo Muxi looking sideways at Shao Xiangbei, holding her hair between her fingers and gently touching the tip of Shao Xiangbei's nose.

"Wake up so early?"

Shao Xiangbei yawned and stretched after speaking.

"It's almost eight o'clock, you think it's still early!"

Huo Muxi turned over and picked up Shao Xiangbei's electronic watch from the bedside table and put it in front of him.

Shao Xiangbei grabbed his electronic watch and put it on his left wrist.

"Maybe I was too tired last night."

"I overslept this morning."

"Tired?"

Huo Muxi looked up and down at Shao Xiangbei who had just sat up.

"Boy, you can't!"

"Then you make up for me."

Shao Xiangbei raised his eyebrows at Huo Muxi, and his sinful hands were about to catch Huo Muxi.

Seeing this, Huo Muxi smiled and ran off the bed.

"As an old man, you should take more care of yourself."

Shao Xiangbei got up from the bed speechlessly, and looked at Huo Muxi who was already fully dressed.

"I'll go back and buy wolfberry in a moment."

Huo Muxi covered her mouth and laughed.

After Shao Xiangbei finished washing, Huo Muxi called for breakfast and was pushed to the door by the waiter.

Shao Xiangbei opened the door and gave a tip, then took the dining car from the waiter.

"What do you order?"

"Why are there so many things?"

The upper and lower floors of the dining car are full of things. The most exaggerated thing is the built-in hot water in the partition under the dining car. When Shao Xiangbei took it to the table and opened the lid, it was still steaming.

“They are all special breakfasts.”

"It looks like there are many styles, but the portions are actually very small."

As Huo Muxi spoke, she took the tableware from the car and gave one set to Shao Xiangbei.

Shao Xiangbei didn't know until he opened the lid of the food that it was full of meals, such as shrimp dumplings, barbecued pork buns, etc., usually only three or four in one plate.

Huo Muxi's mobile phone rang halfway through the meal.

Huo Muxi picked up the mobile phone and glanced at the number, facing Shao Xiangbei.

"It's Awei calling."

Hearing Huo Muxi say that Luo Awei called, Shao Xiangbei immediately perked up.

"Why did Ah Wei call so early?"

"We have found the whereabouts of Wu Yuqun and his wife."

"Wait a minute and I'll put it on speakerphone."

As she spoke, Huo Muxi took the mobile phone in front of her and pressed a button, then placed it on the dining table.

"where?"

"A flower stall in Apliu Street, Shek Mei, Kip."

"What's the name of the stall?"

"At the Italian mahjong parlor."

"I see."

"How is the investigation at Mawang's side?"

"I only found out that Ma Wang went to West Kowloon, and the clue was broken."

"I see."

"Next, ask your people to keep an eye on Mawang."

"Pay attention to your own safety."

"I see."

"I'll sleep for a while, hang up first."

Following Luo Awei's yawn on the other end of the phone, a blind tone came.

"The Kip Stone is followed by the Dali Mahjong Hall."

Shao Xiangbei repeated the name of the mahjong parlor.

"Wu Yuqun has finally taken refuge in his hometown."

Huo Muxi picked up the chopsticks again and picked up a shrimp dumpling.

"He started out as a flower stall in Shek Mei, Kip. In fact, the contraband business happened later."

"So it is."

Shao Xiangbei was thoughtful.

"Do you want to get rid of their couple?"

Huo Muxi put down her chopsticks after finishing the shrimp dumplings.

Shao Xiangbei didn't intend to hide from Huo Muxi either.

"Actually, after chatting with you yesterday, I had this idea."

"I didn't expect Luo Awei to call this morning."

"It seems that they are indeed a little ashamed by the news in the newspaper."

When Shao Xiangbei said this to Huo Muxi, Xie Lihua's proud and malicious face appeared in his heart.

"That's just part of the reason."

"I think you are not the only one who is looking for them in Xiangjiang now."

Huo Muxi picked up the water glass and took a sip of water, then wiped the corners of his mouth with a tissue as he spoke.

"You mean I have to deal with it before those people?"

Shao Xiangbei did not forget to eat while talking.

"Just get the stuff."

"I think you may need it in your next plan."

"Let's get as little blood on our hands as possible."

Huo Muxi looked at Shao Xiangbei who was in deep thought and reminded him.

"As long as you can keep yourself out of the public eye for the time being, try not to expose yourself."

"I see."

"I'll get the ring."

In fact, Shao Xiangbei also didn't want to expose himself, but now it is estimated that everyone on Xiangjiang Road will know about him as a taxi driver.

The two parted ways after breakfast.

Shao Xiangbei watched Huo Muxi get into her Mercedes before entering the cab of his own taxi.

After suffering for so many days, Shao Xiangbei was filled with anger.

As the car drove out of Pingdingshan Square, Shao Xiangbei's goal at this time was the Dali Mahjong Parlor in Yaliu Street, Shekwei, Kip.

Two hours later, Shao Xiangbei's car arrived in Sham Shui Po.

Apliu Street, Shek Mei, Sham Shui Po, is a street for small businesses and hawkers.

The shop here now mainly sells some small electronic products with relatively affordable prices, owned by a senior from Qiangbei.

Shao Xiangbei parked the car in the parking space on the side of the road, and got out of the driver's seat.

After closing the car door, Shao Xiangbei looked for the Italian mahjong parlor Luo Awei mentioned on the phone.

Looking at Apliu Street, which was even more dilapidated than Temple Street, what Shao Xiangbei thought of was the Kowloon Walled City.

Shao Xiangbei's arrival did not attract the attention of the vendors here.

After all, Apliu Street has one of the highest footfalls in Sham Shui Po.

It didn't take long for Shao Xiangbei to see the signboard of the Italian mahjong parlor hanging on the third floor of a building.

There are many mahjong parlors like this in Xiangjiang, and some places with big butts can do a good job of setting up three or four tables.

Shao Xiangbei went up the stairs all the way to the third floor.

Go into the hallway on the third floor.

Shao Xiangbei followed the sound of mahjong to the door of the fifth room.

The sound of "clatter, crash, crash" came from inside.

The door was ajar, and there was no sign of the mahjong parlor outside.

Shao Xiangbei reached out and pushed open the door.

The old hinge of the door let out a "creak" neighing, and all the original sounds of pushing the mahjong yards stopped immediately.

The entire Dali Mahjong Hall seemed to have been silenced in an instant. Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at Shao Xiangbei.

"I'll just open the door."

"Why are you so nervous?"

Shao Xiangbei had a smile on his face. The people inside were looking at him, and he was also looking at those who were looking at him.

Most of these people are middle-aged, and the older ones are probably in their early fifties.

Less than half of them are young people, and they look about the same age as Shao Xiangbei.

“Very cool!”

"Are you here to play mahjong?"

(End of this chapter)