Chapter 208 Overactive Woman

In order to answer this question, the fat woman squatted at home and played the surveillance camera crazily. An Feng, who was in the car, replied depressedly: "Just now, we passed by a museum, and two guards jumped out... Oh, that's a private museum."

At this moment, the fat girl also had an answer: "Yes, it was a family museum set up by Earl Meiyi, which exhibited Victorian furniture and family decoration paintings at that time. They were decorative paintings that civilian families liked to use at that time, and their value was not high."

"Stop the car," An Feng shouted depressedly.

Roger parked the car on the side of the road, and the two people in the car began to change their clothes in a hurry. An Feng turned his skin a little darker, and had a little beard on his lips. He looked like an Indian, wearing a black suit and a big floral tie that Indians like, completely like a hardworking Indian office clerk. And Joseph became like a tea girl, wearing a black office suit, a step skirt, black high heels, and a fashionable glasses frame on his nose, looking quiet and intellectual.

The two who had changed their clothes jumped out of the car one after another and touched the museum one after another.

When they were about to walk to the direction of the museum, they suddenly saw a green spherical object flying out of the museum's courtyard wall. The ball was a bit like amoeba toy, soft oval, and the size of an egg. It was a bit like... In short, no matter what it looked like, it slowly flew past the high courtyard wall, fell into the grass, and suddenly burst out... a terrifying volume and barking dogs.

The dog barking was loud and loud, and it suddenly sounded not far from An Feng and Joseph. An Feng and Joseph, who were caught off guard, were startled and were startled. They stopped subconsciously and immediately saw two guards pressing the gun holsters around their waists and jumping out of the door again.

Then, they saw behind the two guards, Michelle, who was riding a bicycle, leisurely rushed out of the museum gate, and drove to the distance calmly... Well, everyone chased after the target this time. When they ran into two guards head-on, An Feng and Joseph had to pretend to be curious, stop like ordinary passers-by, and figured out the matter.

A guard had already rushed into the grass to find the source of sound. The amoeba that made a loud barking sound only howled a few times before stopping. The green ball was hidden in the green grass and it was difficult to find it. The guard finally picked up the soft ball from the grass. When he saw An Feng and Joseph who were stunned by the roadside, he subconsciously raised the amoeba to show it and murmured: "It's hot."

After pausing, the guard raised the amoeba and handed it to An Feng curiously, with a puzzled look on his face: "You?

An Feng shook his head dumbly and refused to accept it. The guard turned his eyes and raised hands to Joseph. Joseph's face twitched, and he shook his head with a hard time, and said with a wry smile: "It's a prank toy for middle school students."

The guard was also aware of it. He nodded stupidly and commented: "It's so powerful, and the sound of this thing is loud and loud when it screams."

This view was unanimously agreed between An Feng and Joseph. But An Feng and Joseph still had to continue working, and they had to continue walking on this road, so they nodded dumbly, turned around, and walked away one after another. Behind them, the guard was holding amoeba in his hand and said curiously: "Why don't you call me? Which child is playing tricks? This thing is too hot, it won't be... the battery inside is about to explode.

What a sensible person

As soon as the guard finished speaking, An Feng heard a loud noise behind him, as if a fat man was exerting force... farts.

Sure enough, the battery was overheated.

Argyle's car met An Feng and Joseph at the end of this street. At this time, the two who got in the car had nothing to say... Of course, Argyle didn't like to talk too much. So, in the back seat of the car, An Feng and Joseph changed their coats silently. This time, An Feng wore a top hat on his head and dressed in a lawyer's internship. The expression on his face was dull and serious, completely like a stereotyped, new-entered young lawyer - this was what Lawyer Steele looked like.

Joseph changed into a student dress, wearing a noble private high school uniform, and his glasses were replaced with frameless metal glasses. One by one, one behind, one after another, left Argyle's car silently and tears, and then walked silently to the bar deep in the alley. While the two changed their clothes, Argyle relied on the speed of the car and rushed to the street where the bar where Michelle worked.

Several cars were parked in the alley opposite the bar, but they were all miniature family cars. Among them was a small car similar to Skoda Jingrui... An Feng suddenly had an idea. He took out a hundred euro bill from his body as if nothing had happened, held it quietly in his palm, and walked towards the car on the side of the road as if nothing had happened.

When he arrived at the side of the Skoda Jingrui car, An Feng paused a little. His left hand, which was not noticeable, quietly pushed the entire Jingrui car's rear wheel slightly off the ground. An Feng bounced his finger and the one hundred euro bill flew to the ground. His left hand relaxed, and the right rear wheel pressed steadily on the banknote, leaving only half of his body exposed...

This inspiration was obtained from a short film and television film ten years later.

In that short film, a passerby found half a bill of money being pressed by the vehicle, so he pretended to pick up newspapers and briefcases in his hand. He pretended to do it several times, but he could not easily pick up the one hundred euro bill that was pressed by the wheel without touching the car.

Foreigners are very rigid and respectful of private property. Foreigners are also very bottom-line. They usually don’t move other people’s cars away in an evil way to pick up banknotes on the ground. So the passerby thought for a long time and suddenly looked up and found the cafe opposite. So he got into the cafe, chose a seat facing the window, called coffee, and prepared to wait for the car to drive away. After he pretended to walk over unconsciously, he quietly picked up the banknote.

Passerby A was waiting and drinking five,678 cups of coffee. During this period, he didn't dare to leave his seat and go to the toilet. Finally, he saw a man parked by the car and got into the driver's seat. At this time, someone in the cafe had already started to check out and was about to leave. Passerby A was a little reserved and picked up the coffee and watched the driver drive away. In an instant, the entire cafe was empty, and everyone was pretending to unconsciously walk towards the car. Everyone was ready to pick up the bill "at randomly".

It's morning. Entering the cafe in the morning is a bit too different. If you slept in the cafe for too long, it would make people feel weird. An Feng threw down this banknote in the hope that passers-by who "randomly" walk by the roadside would also enter the cafe like the short TV movie, waiting for the driver to drive away.

As a result, there are more customers in the cafe, and An Feng will not be so conspicuous when he gets in.

An Feng, who had left the banknotes, walked to the end of the street as if nothing had happened. At this time, the fat woman was sorting out the morning surveillance screen while talking to herself: "Apart from you two, I didn't find any other followers around her... Of course, if anyone wants to stuff the tracking equipment into her clothes, it would be a big loss.

Haha, I finally know why she has so many clothes. These clothes were not bought for money. No wonder she doesn’t cherish them.”

An Feng got into an alley, stopped for a few seconds, then walked out of the alley as if nothing had happened, and walked calmly to the cafe where Mixueer worked. The time was just right, and Mixueer, who was riding a bicycle, happened to walk towards her. She jumped off the bicycle, leaned against the roadside casually, and then took off the big flower scarf on her head towards the window.

The hair like a waterfall was freed from the scarf. Mixueer used the window as a mirror. She shook her hair and then shook the big scarf in her hand... Once this "big flower scarf" shook straight, it suddenly turned into a "big flower suspender skirt". The skirt is very farm-style, with bright sunflowers and flying butterflies patterns.

Mi Xueer held this skirt and compared her body, nodded in satisfaction, then picked up her handbag from the bicycle's glove box without hesitation, and walked into the restaurant arrogantly.

That bicycle was just thrown away.

When Joseph passed by the restaurant gate, he was a little distracted. An Feng also pushed open the restaurant door in a daze, and then he foolishly found a seat next to the window to sit down... Well, it's not bad, the one hundred euro bill has worked. The cafe is already half full, and it doesn't seem abrupt if An Feng sits down.

Mixueer walked into the counter lightly and greeted the waiter at the counter. The waiter immediately untied her apron and left the counter. Mixueer took off the straps of her skirt from the counter without shyness. She had a satisfied smile on her face and glanced at the guests in the cafe with a radiant look.

At this time, the guests in the cafe were staring out the window, only An Feng looked at Mixue'er and smiled. Mixue'er smiled at An Feng, squatted, and her entire head and shoulder disappeared from the counter. A minute later, Mixue'er stood up again. The big flower skirt she had measured against the window, which was once regarded as a headscarf, was already worn on her. Mixue'er raised her phone and took a few selfies for herself... It was probably the photo posted, and there was a lot of "unny" online.

After a moment of pause, Mixueer glanced at the customers in the restaurant like a queen patrolling her territory. Then she calmly picked up her handbag and left the counter with calm steps.

She walked to the refrigerator in the corner, lowered her head and skillfully unzipped the handbag, and took out sardines and plaices from it... Oh, at some point, there were two eggplants in Mixue's harvest.

An Feng lowered his head and thought: This girl left the vegetable market and could "harvest" two eggplants on the street - this eggplants must have been lying in other people's vegetable baskets before.

Looking up again, Mixue'er was still busy in front of the refrigerator, while the people in the cafe were looking out the window in a restless manner. Apart from An Feng, there were only two male guests in the two seats not looking out the window. They looked at each other with affection, affectionateness, tenderness and sweetness, looking through the autumn water.

The hospitality who had just left the bar was very slim and very slim. He walked to An Feng in a slight manner, holding a water sign in his hand, and looked at An Feng with deep affection, making An Feng creepy. Then the man asked in a gentle and considerate voice: "What do you need, sir?"

The creepy An Feng was stunned for a moment, and suddenly he recalled something, and his hair suddenly stood up... The cafe where Michelle works during the day is a gay restaurant. To put it simply, it is a cafe where gay dates are a gay restaurant.

An Feng's face suddenly looked like eggplant in early spring, with a slight purple hue - this was the result of his efforts to control it. Otherwise, his face would definitely be like eggplant in late autumn, with a slime purple hue

Sitting in a group of guests staring out the window, pretending to be slow, but in fact, among the tense and panic-hearted guests, the only two unlooked guests in the entire cafe kept circulating feelings to An Feng. It was just that, but the one who conveyed feelings to him was a man... How disgusting is this.

An Feng felt goosebumps all over his body and could touch it with his hands. In this case, he had to look as if nothing had happened, and observed the two homosexual men opposite him, the homosexual entertainment, and his surveillance objects.

Torment, torment.

Suddenly, most of the customers in the cafe were ordered like the inspection team, stood up uniformly and neatly, and began to walk out the door... Well, An Feng could only follow the flow and walk outside the door. Otherwise, he and two gay customers were left in the cafe. If they didn't come up to sexually harass him, they would have too little eyes.

When he went out, An Feng flicked his finger and a small black dot stuck to the door frame. He walked towards the alley as if nothing had happened. At this time, Joseph, who was pretending to be leisurely watching the scenery nearby, walked towards the cafe with expressionless expression, preparing to cross position with An Feng and take over An Feng's close-range monitoring work. But An Feng shook his head gently and signaled to give up.

At this time, the guests who had originally flowed out of the cafe walked to Jingrui's side pretending to be leisurely, hoping that the Jingrui's car would drive away, but after a while, everyone was noticed. It turned out that everyone was the same. They looked at each other, some continued to persevere, while others walked away embarrassedly, and at the same time they showed regret on their faces - Alas, I have been waiting in vain for these few hours.

Of course, if you can get this hundred euros, you won’t lose even if you wait for a day. After all, everyone’s average monthly salary is only four or five thousand euros, which is still pre-tax income, and the 100 euros you pick up on the ground does not have to pay taxes.

What a wonderful idea this used to be

Now this idea has nothing to gain except for An Feng losing 100 euros.

Joseph sighed, she looked at the cafe gate, then turned around without any concealment, walked back side by side with An Feng, and asked in disbelief as she walked: "Why?"

An Feng replied distressedly: "The gay bar has two gay bars."

At this time, the fat woman finally analyzed all the morning surveillance videos. She said softly in her headphones: "After image analysis, there should be no other stalkers around the woman... Of course, this is just the surveillance result of a day. I can only say that from the image, except for you two, no one else has exposed excessive attention to our goals."

After pausing for a moment, the fat girl asked, "What should we do? Are we in contact with her now?"

Are you in contact with Mixueer now?

If Michelle denies seeing Dil, or even though Michelle doesn't deny it, she is talking nonsense, who knows the truth or falsehood?

The reason for monitoring Mixue'er is that she is afraid that she is the bait released by others.

Deer is also an old fox. Although he revealed his intention to ask for help before he disappeared, he did not send a helping signal. At present, he is hiding, maybe he is in trouble, or maybe he is using a trick... No matter what, An Feng doesn't believe that Deer can be in a situation where he can't even send a helping signal.

If this happens, either the enemy is too strong or Deer is dead.

Before Deer left, he agreed with An Feng that he would send a safety signal every two weeks to prove that he was still safe. Now he has not sent back a safety signal for five or six weeks. Although this proves that he is indeed in trouble, it is not far from the point of endangering An Feng's safety. So after receiving the news, An Feng did not immediately launch a rescue operation. He was waiting for the final, critical signal.

Will Mixueer be a bait? Yes, or is it?

This answer determines life and death.

"Continue...surveillance", An Feng thought about it and then decided to observe for another day.

The group of people returned to the fat woman's apartment helplessly and sadly. The driver Roger was left near the cafe, but his task was no longer surveillance, but squatting to prevent accidents. Now, the surveillance work has been replaced by a secret surveillance probe, and this secret surveillance probe is the small black dot that An Feng bounced on the door frame before leaving.

The working time of this small monitor is only twelve hours. After today, everyone either re-arranges the monitoring system or contacts the other party directly. Mixue'er has noticed An Feng, and the two collided across the counter, so An Feng is no longer suitable for showing up. The only surveillance surrogate is Joseph, and this ace must be kept until the end.

While checking the movements in the cafe through a secret monitor, the fat woman muttered to herself: "No other data transmission is found. There seems to be no other eavesdroppers in the cafe, but we...we...we are not powerful enough to confirm this. If we increase the search power, the working time of the monitoring probe will not be maintained at night."

Increase the power output of the monitor and check the surrounding conditions in detail, such as the transmission of mobile phone signals, such as whether there is another silent radio frequency nearby. But...

An Feng's mind suddenly turned around and he suddenly thought of another question: "Where is her cell phone? Can we track it through her cell phone signal? Have you detected her cell phone signal?"

The fat woman was stunned for a moment and said in embarrassment: "It is illegal to monitor mobile phone signals, and Congress has just passed...

"We don't go to court with the monitoring recording. Who cares about whether they are illegal or not... It doesn't matter. If you can cut into her cell phone signal, then do it." An Feng instigated. It seems that these children have not realized that they are illegal.

The fat girl thought about it and suddenly realized: "Yes, I have heard of this kind of surveillance method. We don't use surveillance information as evidence. Who knows that we are illegal? Oh, this is just a means to solve the case... Wait for me for a while, three minutes."
Chapter completed!