190: C190 Face to Face with Zou Qi

C190 Face to Face with Zou Qi

"I say, I still have things to do. Once you stand firmly, can you let me go first?"

Ye Mo said helplessly. This girl's head was like iron, and coupled with the inertia from the hit, he had been knocked so hard that he could not breathe. He knew that his chest was starting to ache.

"Sorry, sorry …"

Only then did Yu Xiaowei realize that she had lost her composure. She quickly let go of Ye Mo and kept apologizing with her head lowered.

"Your case file."

Ye Mo reached out his hand to rub his chest that was hit.

"Thank you …" "Thank you."

Yu Xiaowei's face reddened as she said in embarrassment.

"Eh …" "It doesn't seem to be from our department."

"That's a member of our police force, too."

"What a waste of a cabbage."

"Why do I feel that this colleague and this man seem a little familiar …?"

"..."

Yu Xiaowei raised her head. Her colleagues from the City Police Department could be considered as having seen her face clearly, as they discussed animatedly amongst themselves.

"Ah!

After Yu Xiaowei heard the discussion, she realized her current situation and screamed. She took the case file from Ye Mo and ran away like a frightened little deer, leaving the passersby and Ye Mo alone in shock.

Ye Mo shook his head helplessly. Judging from the other party's warning sign and attitude, he had just graduated from the police academy. However, if it was any other student who had just graduated, they would still be helping their seniors in the office.

I wish you happiness...

Rubbing his chest, Ye Mo walked out of the police station with the suitcase in his hand, while being watched by a crowd of police with different emotions.

"I seem to remember now, this man seems to be the same one from last time!"

The policeman who felt that Ye Mo was a bit familiar slapped his forehead and then turned around to tell his story to his colleague. Immediately, several versions of "the secret between a mysterious rich young master and a police flower" were passed down, and it was spread around the city police …

After leaving the city police station, Ye Mo turned around and looked around. After making sure no one was following him, he took out his phone and made a call.

"I'm Zong Hu."

The call connected and Zong Hu's unique urn sound rang.

"I want to see Seventh Master."

Ye Mo directly said without wasting any time.

"I need to report."

Zong Hu was not someone from the same side and did not hesitate at all. After he finished speaking, he did not send any message and went to report to Zou Qi.

There was no sound from the other end of the phone. Ye Mo wasn't in a hurry, so he just held his phone and waited.

Not long after, Zong Hu's voice came over the phone again.

"Seventh Master is currently in Guming Teahouse, you should come over immediately."

"Alright."

Ye Mo hung up the phone and stopped a taxi.

"..."

The taxi drove all the way to the suburbs. As soon as Ye Mo got off, someone stood next to the taxi, bowed and didn't say anything. Ye Mo emitted a gloomy aura and glanced at the driver with emotionless eyes, as if he was looking at a dead man.

The taxi driver didn't dare to ask for money after seeing this. He hurriedly started the car and left after receiving the fare. He didn't expect this refined looking young man to be a gangster boss.

Seeing that there were no outsiders present, the meticulously dressed man said.

"Mr. Ye, Mr. Zou is waiting for you inside."

"Thank you."

Ye Mo looked at the person from head to toe, his pupils slightly contracted before he nodded and said.

The person did not reply and just turned around to lead the way. Ye Mo followed behind with a box in his hand. Whether intentionally or not, his eyes glanced at the feet of the person leading the way as he had a new understanding of Zou Qi's strength.

The man leading the way was clearly a practitioner with "hard martial arts". There was no sound at all when he walked, and all the muscles in his body were either tense or relaxed at the same time. Every step he took was exactly the same, without the slightest deviation.

They originally thought that Zong Hu, an expert under Zou Qi, was already at his peak, but they didn't expect to see a guy whose strength didn't seem to be any weaker than Zong Hu.

That person brought Ye Mo to an ordinary private room. Then, he took the opportunity to stand at the door and extended his hand as he spoke.

"Mr. Zou is inside, please, Mr. Ye."

After he finished speaking, that person half closed his eyes and no longer spoke, as if he was on standby after completing his task.

Ye Mo slightly raised his eyebrows, took out a name card from his pocket and handed it over as he lowered his voice.

"I can cure the injury of your tendons, let's talk later."

The guide, who was dozing off with his eyes closed, instantly opened them after hearing Ye Mo's words. A complicated look could be seen in his originally calm eyes. He didn't say anything, but he still took the name card from Ye Mo's hand.

Ye Mo smiled and didn't say anything else. After knocking on the room's door, he pushed open the door and walked in.

Inside the box, Zou Qi was sitting on a wheelchair with a smile on his face. He looked no different from any other old man.

"Little brat Ye, you're so lucky today. I got some good stuff today."

After Zou Qi finished speaking, he picked up the fine purple clay teapot in his hand and poured the tea in it into a cup. Suddenly, a light and elegant fragrance spread out and filled the entire room with the fragrance of fresh tea.

"Rock Bone Flower Fragrance..." A top-grade Da Hong Pao? "

Ye Mo was stunned when he smelled the familiar smell.

"Oh boy, this nose of yours is quite amazing. Just by smelling the fragrance of the tea alone, you could tell."

Zou Qi was slightly surprised, but he still passed a full cup to Ye Zichen.

Ye Mo walked to the tea table and sat down. He picked up the cup and took a sniff of the fragrance of the tea before taking a sip. Immediately, a bitter taste blossomed on his tongue.

After drinking the tea, Ye Mo was finally relieved. Zou Qi's pot of tea was obviously later than the Wei family's batch of tea. The two were not in the same batch, otherwise Ye Mo would have suspected that the other party had colluded with Wei Chuan and given him the same pot of tea to drink twice.

"I didn't expect you to drink such a good thing. You must have hidden it well."

Zong Hu, who had been silent on the side, said that after seeing Ye Mo raise his eyebrows after finishing his tea.1

"Thank you, Seventh Master, for the tea."

Ye Mo ignored him and said to Zou Qi after putting down the teacup.

"It was delivered by my servant. This kind of good stuff doesn't have a reason to own it. I originally planned to drink it with you in the future, but I didn't expect that you would come and find me today."

Zou Qi chuckled, making it hard for others to tell what he was thinking. He raised his hand and touched the handle of the wheelchair.

"Then, little brat Ye, why are you looking for me?"

Zou Qi asked Ye Mo with a smile.

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