Jiang Li came out of her store and was about to buy a can of drinks. She planned to tell her B34 comic shop opposite and asked them to help take a look at the store.

Then she saw B34's clerk locking the store door.

"What's wrong? Something happened at home?" she asked curiously.

The clerk of B34 glanced at Jiang Li: "No, but I advise you to take the store away."

Jiang Li understood in seconds, turned around and returned to the store to start packing up valuable things, preparing to close the store.

**

An Chengbi answered the phone and the person there said straight to the point: "I have information that you will definitely be interested in."

An Chengbi didn't ask who the other party was. Anyway, if the other party wanted to collect money, he had to stay and find clues.

So An Chengbi continued to put the scallion into his mouth and asked, "How much is the offer?"

"I want your Gangniels."

An Chengbi stopped in the air with Shaomai's hand.

"This is a bit expensive, so I have to ask your name."

"You can call me a comedian."

The other party responded so.

An Chengbi put the mai in his mouth, chewed it out, and said while chewing, "I can remind you that this comedy may turn into a tragedy if you accidentally."

"Thank you for the reminder. So, are you doing this business?"

"Don't do it. My own intelligence network is no worse than anyone else. I will definitely get the information you can get."

In fact, this is not the case. Because the witch hunter searched An Chengbi's followers like a storm. Now An Chengbi's intelligence collection ability has been greatly reduced, and many of his minions have to hide like him.

An Chengbi wants intelligence now, so he can only find the old intelligence dealers with deep roots in Guanhai, but these old intelligence dealers are more cunning than the other. Maybe they will launch his intelligence through An Chengbi's contact and sell it to the demon hunter.

However, these An Chengbi would never say to a stranger who suddenly called himself a comedian.

"That's so regretful." The voice across the street did sound a bit regretful, "I still want to make friends. I'm destined to see you again, Mr. Feng Chu."

An Chengbi stopped moving again.

Last time he did say that he would be called Feng Chu in the future, but that was just a joke to Wang Jiede.

After that, he almost forgot about this matter.

The other party obviously called An Chengbi this purpose.

This gave An Chengbi the idea of ​​chatting with this "comedian".

"It seems that Mr. Comedy is very powerful."

"If you don't dare to take it, you'll kill me, it's as simple as pinching a bed bug. I, a comedian, may become a tragic drama at any time."

An Chengbi smiled. This is how he was. When he encountered a chess opponent, he would be happy, laugh, and smile from the bottom of his heart.

"It's not that I'm boasting, I'm a big shot with a strong connection, but I've never heard of a comedian." He said in a provocative tone. "It sounds more like a nickname that a little shrimp who wants to pretend to be a big shot. You want my Gangniels just to create the impression of 'I'm the person of this status' through this behavior, right?"

The opposite side also smiled: "As far as I know, you are not the Freudian school, are you?"

"But I have good friends from the Freudian school," said An Chengbi.

"Yes, this is the first time I heard of it. However, Professor An, the world is very big. It is probably inappropriate to conclude that I am a small character based on my past experience."

An Chengbi: "That's true. So, what information do you want to provide? Since you are a big shot and your comedian, you must have a way to prevent me from stolen money, right? Why don't you talk about this information first, and then I will decide whether to trust you? "

"Of course, of course, I can even wait for you to get what you want before coming to you for compensation. Just treat it as making friends."

"Okay, please feel good!" Although An Chengbi's tone was as generous as a green forest hero, he was a little more wary of this guy who suddenly appeared.

The comedian over there laughed a few times, then said, "This information is that the newly emerged master, entrusted the minions Jiangcheng Road and Gao Ning, who were the joint meeting of professors, to purchase things in the black market."

An Chengbi raised his eyebrows.

Because the other party contacted him on his mobile phone and could not see his expression, An Chengbi did not strictly manage himself.

"He was indeed involved with the professor's joint meeting." An Chengbi said, sounding like a regretful tone.

"I have a piece of information here. The professors' joint meeting didn't even know that Gao Ning and Jiangcheng Road were going to do their business for Master Taidou today."

An Chengbi suddenly browed.

——This comedian is the one who teaches the joint meeting? This style of speaking is definitely not the stupid girl Xu Boning, Lan Ping? No, Lan Ping is now sent to the dimensional prison, and it should be the prison with a mission.

"Rather than guessing my true identity here," the comedian said, "It's better to consider how to catch Jiangchenglu and Gao Ning. Oh, by the way, the dead Masha's sister Ma Xiaomei is also with Jiangchenglu and the others. The young lady brought a lot of bodyguards, including her father Ma Ziqiang.

"I'm done with what I want to say. No matter how you use the information I provide in the future, or whether the actions you take are successful or not, I will ask you for compensation at the right time."

The other party hung up the phone.

An Chengbi put down his cell phone and looked at the roasted rice in the bowl, and he lost his appetite.

"There is an insider... I thought I was very careful." He muttered, "Forget it, consider the time limit first, and then catch the insider."

He was silent for a few seconds.

Then he stood up, walked into the study with great strides, and opened the drawer of the study.

Just like before the last raid of the Marquis' Mansion, he had to make a phone call first.

This safe house does not have the same mechanism as his original residence, but other means of going to the room where he calls are prepared.

By the way, even if the witch hunter attacked An Chengbi's original nest, no matter how they pulled the light rope of the mechanism in the study, nothing would happen.

Only specific people can enter that room.

An Chengbi opened the desk drawer in the study room of the Safe House and twisted the clockwork of the music box in the drawer half a circle.

The music box emits the melody of "Strange Grace", and the next moment, the scenery in front of An Chengbi changed.

A huge, pure white space.

In the center of a pure white area, there is a small coffee table that is also white and a white single sofa.

There is a fiery red old-fashioned dial phone on the small coffee table.

While An Chengbi was staring at the phone, the phone ringing rang.

——As before, the phone always rings by itself.

It is said that before the magic call, the mysterious man contacted his "followers" by email.

Whenever a follower wants to contact him, he will see such a pure white space, as well as a mailbox, a mailbox, and a table with a stack of letter paper and a fountain pen.

Write what you want to say on paper and put it into the mailbox, and the reply will appear in the mailbox.

So at that time, followers called him "mailer".

Now this title has not changed with the times.

In fact, the old-fashioned dialing phones were already out of date at this time, but I didn’t know when the email address would change to a more fashionable contact method.

An Chengbi always feels that the current contact method is actually quite stylish.

He walked over and answered the phone.

"I am An Chengbi."

"So what's wrong?" The voice across the street still sounded as lacking in interest.

An Chengbi reported the "comedian" briefly, including the information he provided.

"It's quite interesting. I'll check the background of this comedian."

"Then I... can I kidnap that little girl?"

"Yes, if you can do it. However, no matter how good a master is, it is impossible to choose a ten-year-old child as his agent, especially if there are two masters of the lecture level that can be used by him."

An Chengbi nodded: "Yes. But maybe this master did some experiments with Sister Masha?"

"There is a possibility. However, you and I are both Frankenstein. You and I know this very well what the test items are worth in our eyes. You and I can't threaten that master to grasp the test items.

"However, I don't care if you go to catch this little girl and 'draw a prize'. What if the master passes away? I will send you the new retreat props, but I guess you won't come by yourself this time?"

"I'm still being searched by the whole city, and there's another Ma Zili who wants to fight for me."

"Okay, that's it."

The opposite hung up the phone.

An Chengbi also returned to the real world and stood at the desk in the safe room.

He thought about the people he could mobilize now.

——I guess the people in this organization won’t be able to use it, let alone the matter of insiders has not been dealt with.

——It seems that I can only take a little risk and find a brave man... No, I should be called a mercenary with great skills and courage.

——The mercenary who dares to take on the task of kidnapping Miss Ma’s family at this time…

An Chengbi thought about it and really thought of one.

The thief Lu Feixian, this guy steals everything, including people.
To be continued...