"There is a round-the-clock police presence around the gym where the target Eddie is."

Meng Fan faced the projection and said in a deep voice: "He goes to work in the gym between seven and seven thirty every morning, and leaves home on time at four in the afternoon."

"Is there no nightlife? For example, going to a bar or a club?" Kim McGee was curious.

A physically strong man who is associated with a cult like Jiuju seems to live a pretty regular life, which is really incredible. People who don't know better think he is a good gentleman.

"This guy has been suppressing his addiction for a whole day, and he only managed to relieve it by constantly masturbating. He must be busy going home after get off work, taking drugs like crazy, and has no time to find a woman."

Rolling iron?

Kim McGee was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that this word was unusually vivid, and asked again:

"Then let's go to his house and arrest him now, and then let him go by pretending to be careless?"

"The strong Yin energy at night is not necessarily good for us."

Meng Fan considered it: "And his home is the kind of collective apartment without a back door. If this can let people escape, it seems too deliberate. He may suspect that there is fraud."

After saying that, he looked at his master and uncle.

These two are the main players in the peak competition. I, my junior brother, and Dasha are the ones who add to the competition. They can only ensure that they don’t lag behind.

So...it depends on the opinions of the elders.

"Jiuju's faction has a lot of background, so it is indeed risky to rush in."

Uncle Feng whispered: "Tomorrow morning, the sun will rise and it will have a certain restraint effect on negative things. We can also gain more confidence."

In fact, Zhong Fabai actually wanted to charge directly with the magic sword. After all, with the two people's Taoist skills, without the blessing of the sun, they could lie directly in the lair of Jiuju's faction.

But Brother Dao was cautious, which was a good thing. Thinking of this, he stopped talking and nodded silently.

"In that case, let's do some more arrangements tomorrow morning."

After saying that, Meng Fan continued: "By the way, let's make a reservation for the restaurant where master and uncle can take care of themselves in the evening."

"No, no, just have some home-cooked food." Uncle Feng said politely.

The master advised him not to worry.

After all, Meng Fan and Jin McGee's salaries are indeed ridiculously high. It's no problem to go to a high-end restaurant for a meal, and it can be regarded as fulfilling the filial piety of the younger generation.

So, a group of people sat on the sofa and waited.

And Meng Fan showed off his aura as a senior inspector and made one call after another.

Spy miniature pistol?

Demolition team support?

…

On the sofa, not only Jin McGee and Dasha, but also Zhong Fabai and Uncle Feng couldn't understand the situation.

at night.

Meng Fan chose Lin Heung House in Central as the place to catch the wind and wash away the dust. It is a long-established restaurant with a history of more than fifty years, and the taste will definitely not be bad——

Classic Cantonese dishes such as Overlord duck, hometown stuffed fish, baked fish intestines, etc., as well as various common dishes such as chicken feet, barbecued pork buns, shrimp dumplings, glutinous rice chicken, and fresh shrimp rice rolls.

There were so many dishes that the store owner couldn't help but come out to persuade him to order less. They were willing to return the dishes for free, as long as Meng Fan came often in the future. But with Dasha present, there was no need to worry about not eating enough and wasting it.

Naturally, Amin also came, as a junior, toasting to the master.

Zhong Fabai was very satisfied with his apprentice. He thought to himself: She is a beautiful girl with a good family background and good temper. Being able to date her is a blessing.

His gaze inadvertently turned to the second disciple.

Before Zhong turned white and opened his mouth, Jin McGee said immediately:

"Don't worry, Master, I will find a girlfriend as soon as possible so that you don't have to worry."

"Pounce on the street."

Zhong Fabai said helplessly: "My teacher is not worried that you can't find a girl, but I am worried that you are wandering around, half-hearted, and only have a few boats."

"Don't forget that in addition to being a police officer, you are also a member of the Qing Dynasty. Although we are not allowed to get married, we must keep ourselves clean."

Since Uncle Feng was present, the master was not too serious and said it in a joking tone.

"..." Kim McGee.

Frankly speaking, both Amei and Anni are very good, and they are willing to get closer to me, but the master has said it for this reason, and hesitating is obviously not feasible, and he must make a good decision on which one to choose.

As for the other one, we are all adults, and there is no saying that no one can survive without him. Besides, the two pursuers are like crucian carp crossing the river, so I really don’t necessarily care.

Besides, he didn't do anything to anyone.

But if he messed around with men and women, caused some trouble, and angered his master, he might be expelled from Taoism. Jin McGee couldn't bear the price.

Seeing the solemn expression on the second disciple's face, obviously having listened to what he said, Zhong Fabai continued to chat with Uncle Feng with a smile on his face, telling about past experiences and even old events in Maoshan.

For a while, it was blissful.

The next day, early morning.

Everyone gathers.

The special explosives team that Meng Fan contacted in advance arrived at the scene and were on standby at any time.

The miniature pistol was given to Dasha. It was disguised as a gun case and was not eye-catching. Although it could only fire one bullet, it was very powerful and carried poison. As long as it hit the opponent, it would kill him.

Dasha felt baffled by this.

He has a pistol, why would he bring it?

Besides, I was once a top player in an established club, so I need to use this kind of thing to trick others?

"Maybe it will come in handy then, just take it."

This is Meng Fan's answer.

If Dasha had practiced the body-building technique for a longer period of time, he would indeed be very confident, but right now, even though this guy was exposed to the body-building technique for the first time and all his functions had developed by leaps and bounds, it was still uneasy to worry about.

In this case, it is necessary to follow the development of the times and introduce traditional American martial arts.

The standard-issue gun strapped to the waist is too conspicuous and can easily be guarded against. If it is disguised as a cigarette case with a few cigarettes in it to hide the spy gun, its safekeeping can confuse people.

"Sir, the target has entered the gym."

"Set off."

Listening to the voice coming from the car intercom, Meng Fan skillfully started the engine, drove his iconic Land Rover pickup truck, and roared towards the destination.

The reason why I didn't act without permission before was to avoid destroying my advantage of knowing the plot well.

Now, Uncle Feng came across the sea, the master arrived, and it was daytime again.

In addition, all departments of the police force fully cooperated with the operation.

At the right time, people and people are all present.

What to lose?

To be honest, Meng Fan was a little curious about how the Japanese female demon would react.

Not long after.

The vehicle stopped.

Master and Uncle Feng sat inside and did not get down. After all, he was just a fitness instructor and there was no need for them to take action themselves.

At first, Uncle Feng wanted Meng Fan to take some blood or hair from Eddie's body, and he wanted to use the Qimen Dunjia technique to track it.

But Meng Fan said that he had already deployed police forces at various intersections, so there was no need to do so, and the side effects were quite embarrassing.
Chapter completed!