Chapter 243 Big Business

"They're all gone." Xue Mo looked at the train swaying out and sighed softly: "I'm so lucky to be able to leave Chixin City. It's much better than most of the characters in my books."

"What? Everyone in your book must die?" Dong Peng didn't know when he appeared next to Xue Mo.

"Why are you here?" Xue Mo frowned slightly and looked at Dong Peng beside him.

"After all, that's my... friend." Dong Peng smiled and shook his head: "Wang Bureau is looking for you, come with me?"

"Can you not go?" Xue Mo raised his eyebrows and looked at Dong Peng: "You have changed. You are obviously not like this before."

"Then you have become something more?" Dong Peng did not explain, but looked at Xue Mo: "You are really not like you now, not at all. I even doubt that you are still you. "

"What if not?" Xue Mo smiled slightly: "What are you going to do?"

"What should I do?" Dong Peng smiled: "What can I do? I think it's pretty good now."

"Buzz! Buzz!" Dong Peng was about to say something, but his cell phone suddenly rang.

"Hello." A strange voice came from the phone.

"Hello, hello." Dong Peng greeted in a calm tone: "Who are you? Who are you looking for?"

"Master Dong, it's you! Master Dong!" Another voice suddenly came from the other side of the phone.

"It's me." Dong Peng nodded: "Are you... Zhu Lifo, Boss Zhu?"

"It's me, it's me!" Hearing Dong Peng's voice on the other side of the phone, he immediately became excited: "Master Dong, I want to ask you a favor, can you?"

"Help?" Dong Peng frowned slightly, looked at Xue Mo beside him, and then said to the phone: "Sorry, it may not be convenient."

"Five hundred thousand, let's meet." This time it was not Zhu Lifo who spoke, but the man from before.

"Half a million?" Dong Peng sneered: "You don't know how much my appearance fee is, right? Five hundred thousand is like meeting me?"

"It's just a meeting." The person on the other side of the phone was calm: "I heard from Boss Zhu that you have the ability. I believe him. As long as you come, I will give you five hundred thousand. As for the cost of the service, we Calculate otherwise.”

"Oh?" Dong Peng raised his eyebrows: "I'm sorry, I'm a very polite person. I don't charge money if I don't help."

"This..." The person on the phone didn't seem to expect that Dong Peng would say this. He was stunned for a moment before continuing: "Sir, you are indeed different from ordinary people. So, tell me, sir, what do you want to do before you are willing to see me?"

"You make it sound like I'm avoiding you on purpose." Dong Peng said calmly, "Just go to my studio to find me when I open the door. It's not difficult to see me."

"Master Dong, please help me!" The voice of the person on the other end of the phone was slightly hoarse: "I'm really in a hurry, it's urgent!"

"Emergency?" Dong Peng looked at Xue Mo again and nodded: "Okay, then you can wait for me at the door of the Municipal Public Security Bureau later."

"Public Security Bureau?" The person on the other end of the phone seemed startled: "Master Dong, why are you going to the Public Security Bureau? Are you in trouble?"

"No, I'm just here to help." Dong Peng said casually.

"Help?" The man exclaimed: "Master Dong, do you still have business with the Public Security Bureau?"

"Well, it's a bit like that, but it's not quite what you think."

"This..." The person on the other side of the phone suddenly hesitated: "Since you don't have time today, why don't I visit you another day?"

"What's wrong?" Dong Peng raised his eyebrows, and then reacted: "Oh, I see, you are also engaged in the trading of magic weapons, right? Are you afraid of the police?"

"Ah? Ah, yes, that's right." The person on the phone hurriedly responded: "The origin of this batch of mine... is a little irregular, so I would like to ask you to choose a good and auspicious day to send it out."

"Send it away." Dong Peng pretended to be profound and lowered his tone: "What you are giving away is not a magical weapon, what you are giving away is life."

"Ah?" The person on the other end of the phone seemed a little nervous: "Master Dong, what are you talking about? I don't quite understand."

"A magic weapon is a spiritual thing, so sending a magic weapon is naturally the same as sending a living being, so it is called sending a life." Dong Peng explained.

"Oh!" The person on the other end of the phone breathed a sigh of relief: "Master Dong... do you have any suggestions?"

"Ahem!" Dong Peng coughed lightly: "This is a secret."

"I understand!" The person on the other end of the phone understood instantly: "Master! Master Dong! Please give me a price, how much!"

"Is it a matter of money? You need to be careful!"

"Charity, charity! It's the same as Boss Zhu's, do you think it's okay?" The person on the other end of the phone quickly corrected his statement.

"In that case, I'll be there soon." Dong Peng nodded and looked at Xue Mo.

"Okay, okay!" The person on the other end of the phone was a little excited: "Then I'll trouble you, Master!"

"Thank you, Master Dong!" Zhu Lifu's voice also sounded: "Master Dong, do you think it's okay for us to meet in my shop?"

"Okay." Dong Peng nodded: "Wait for me in the store."

After saying that, Dong Peng hung up the phone directly without making an appointment with the two people.

"Want to go out?" Xue Mo looked at Dong Peng and asked.

"Yes." Dong Peng nodded: "But I will send you to the city bureau first."

"Forget it, forget it, I'll go by myself." Xue Mo took two steps back: "If you send me there, am I afraid of the people on the road?"

"Yes." Dong Peng nodded: "Then you go ahead and I'll call Bureau Wang."

"No need to fight, I will definitely go." Xue Mo urged: "Go quickly, pay attention to safety, don't get hit by a car!"

"Don't worry." Dong Peng shrugged: "I will definitely live well. After all, I still have important things to do. You know."

After that, Dong Peng ignored Xue Mo and turned away.

"Hello, hello." As soon as Dong Peng left, two people surrounded him.

"Hmm?" Xue Mo looked at the people in front of him in confusion: "Excuse me, who are you?"

"We are reporters on the front line of the red heart." One of them smiled and said: "Excuse me, can I ask you two questions?"

"Just two?" Xue Mo looked at the reporter cautiously.

It doesn't matter if I answer two questions, I'm just afraid that they will ask endless questions.

"Hmm." The reporter nodded: "Just two."

"Then ask." Xue Mo also nodded.

"Okay, the first question, did you mention the Public Security Bureau just now? Is it because of the recent series of murders?" The reporter cleverly combined the two questions into one.

"Yes." Xue Mo nodded.

"Then may I ask, according to your speculation, who is the murderer?" The reporter said with a sly smile.

Although there are only two questions, it will take at least several minutes to answer them once they are unfolded.

"Dong Peng."

However, Xue Mo did not conduct a series of analyses as the reporter expected, but directly gave a name.

"Dong Peng?" The reporter looked at Xue Mo in confusion: "Who is Dong Peng?"

"Two." Leaving behind a sentence, Xue Mo slipped directly into a nearby fast food restaurant.