"Where to get in" I thought to myself and looked at Shen Facai again.
Maybe he didn't find anything unusual at the glance just now, but he was already carrying the incubator along the path left between the two stalls on the side of the road, and quickened his pace towards an old building that looked a little old.
Is the black market right here?
I couldn't help frowning, and I vaguely felt that something was wrong, no, very wrong.
First of all, the building in front of me is obviously a small ten years old, with a total of seven floors, belonging to a small high-rise, and it is normal to see such a building in the urban area.
But the problem is that we are in the western suburbs, most of the houses in this neighborhood are self-built, and more than ten years ago, there was a developer who couldn't think of opening it and built a commercial building in this location to sell Another is that the degree to which this developer can't think of it may be quite exaggerated, just build a commercial building, and get an underground parking lot.
At least, even if this house has been built for ten years, it should still be a standard rural village in 1999, not to mention how many private cars need such a garage.
However, the fact that such a strange situation is right in front of my eyes makes me not want to believe that there is no developer who can't think of it.
The old demon took us to a corner and stopped, and in the shadows where the light could not shine, I gently touched the hadron, pondering this problem that made me feel more and more wrong.
"Hey, do you remember how long Qin Liangjun said yesterday that this underground car was parked and abandoned?"
"I forgot, no, I don't think I said how long it was abandoned" Hadron said a little uncertainly, turned his head to look at me, he seemed to see something from my expression, "What's the matter, ask what are you doing here?"
I looked at Shen Facai's figure that was about to disappear in front of the old building, shook my head slightly, and temporarily suppressed my doubts.
"It's fine."
Regardless of how this building was built, it has been more than ten years now.
Ten years ago, it was more than half of my life, and ten years ago, there should have been no such thing as a black market, not to mention whether organ trading is useful, just medically, there should not be such a large demand for organs.
Shen Facai's figure, just after I finished thinking about this thought, disappeared in the middle of the two stores in the old building, in a rather inconspicuous gap.
"Wait two minutes."
The old demon raised his hand and looked at the watch on his wrist and said to us.
"Hmm."
This was planned before I came, and I didn't have any objections with Hadron and I.
Just thinking that tonight, except for the three of us, Luo Ze's criminal police team has dispatched more than half of the people to guard around the black market, I clenched my fist loosely, loosened it a few times, and couldn't help but sweep around, wondering if I could find a few plainclothes.
The entrance to the black market is located in a relatively less crowded area than the section I just walked through.
About five or six meters wide, the two sides of the road are basically selling some low-grade clothes, shoes and socks, because at night there is still a little chill, many long-term stalls on both sides of the road have pulled up red sheds, but give plainclothes people more options to hide.
"Hey, can you tell which one is plainclothes?"
As I spoke, I glanced around, and suddenly I felt that all the men hanging out in front of the women's clothing stalls looked a little alike, young and old.
And my point of view was also proved by the hadron after a few seconds.
"I don't know, there are too many people around, and I feel like everyone." “” After saying this, I looked at the few passers-by in front of me, casually chatted with him and relaxed my mood, and two minutes passed like this.
"Ready, go."
The old demon raised his wrist again to look at the time, and after speaking, he walked ahead with a cane, and I and Qiangzi hurriedly followed when they saw this.
Although the old demon has always been unreliable, in this kind of critical matter, he is always a little stronger than me and Qiangzi, and his ability to adapt is always a little stronger.
While twitching his nose, he followed the path that Shen Fa had just walked and led us into the gap between the two breakfast shops on the first floor of the old building.
The width of this gap is about less than a meter, and the two people walking side by side are a little reluctant, and the old demon is still swaying in at that unhurried speed, and I motioned to the strong man to go first, and I was the last.
The big red tent in the night market was more than ten meters away from where we were, but the non-stop noise still lingered in my ears, making me feel uneasy.
Looking back, the improvised tent selling clothes was blocking most of my vision at the moment, and through the few gaps I could vaguely see a few swaying human heads, looking at them from afar.
Let's hope there aren't any surprises.
Thinking about it, I withdrew my gaze and looked at the strong son, who was already standing two meters away, and raised my heel.
Since they came, I tried to help them get things done.
With this in mind, I took a few quick steps and followed closely behind the strong son, looking at the road, looking around, going straight, turning, going straight again, turning again.
After a twist and turn, there were one or two hundred meters, and the old demon finally stopped at the entrance of an underground garage that had been blocked for more than half of the time, and when he turned around, the green light in his eyes was faint, and a touch of coldness was emitted out of thin air.
"This is it, don't say anything after you go in, follow me."
"Hmm."
Qiangzi and I nodded hurriedly in the eyes of the old demon.
What the black market looks like I had a rough guess in my mind when I came.
It should be in an open and chaotic place or underground, there is no light in it, and even the air is filled with some black elements, tyranny and crime should be common in it, maybe when we first enter, we will encounter a group fight similar to that in the Crazy Boys.
However, this is a ridiculous idea, at least when I follow the old demon through a dilapidated iron door and into this long-abandoned underground parking lot, this is the first feeling.
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Bright incandescent lamps dotted the roof of this dilapidated garage, and large patches of peeling wall skin looked mottled and hideous above people's heads.
Yes, it's very bright, and even though the incandescent light doesn't shine enough to cover up a lot of the darkness that is deliberately blocked, I just got used to the darkness in the hallway, and I still feel that it's too bright to be like a black market.
Under the incandescent lamp, there are a few simple counters and display tables scattered around, and when you look at it, most of them are mobile phones and various laptops that are not in new condition.
There weren't many people here, but there were one or two young or middle-aged men standing at the back of almost all the display cases, and their laid-back appearance was almost as good as the old demon in front of us.
Hearing the door open as we walked in, the people walking or sitting nearby all saluted us at this moment.
"Are you sure this is the place?"
I asked in his ear as I took two quick steps, almost against the old demon's back, my lips moving slightly and in a tone of disbelief.
"Well, sure, the smell of chirp is here."
The old demon twitched his nose a few more times as he spoke, and walked leisurely to the right hand, and the white mouse general under him was in that direction.
"Click, click" Maybe it's because the space is too closed, maybe it's because I'm too nervous, the sound of the old demon's crutches hitting the ground is so loud in my ears at the moment.
After taking two deep breaths, I came back to my senses, and hurriedly pulled up the strong man, who was also stunned by the appearance of the black market, and continued to follow behind the old demon.
"I'm going, didn't it say it's a black market, how does it feel like a second-hand mobile phone recycling and reselling market" His face had regained his calm, but when he came to my ear, he still couldn't hide his shock and surprise.
"I think so too."
Muttering something to Hadron in my mouth, I turned my head to look around.
The black market hard goods played in the movie are generally not put on the surface, nor are they easily sold to strangers, and strangers like us, who no one brings with them, will generally meet a strong man with a green dragon on the left and a white tiger on the right tattooed on his body when he first comes in, and he will ask us about his identity fiercely.
A few images of American crime movies flashed through my head, and I immediately began to pay attention to whether there were any people around me who could be called strong men in their imagination.
However, before I could finish my thoughts, a young man not much taller than the old demon, with a burning cigarette butt in his mouth, blocked the three of us and looked up and down, his eyes were filled with indescribable vigilance.
"Be careful."
I hinted at Hadron with my gaze and looked at him silently.
This man, who is about 1.65 meters long, looks to be in his early twenties, and his messy yellow hair shows us the uninhibited nature of his personality.
Under the scorched bangs, a pair of eyes that were not much bigger than the old demon's standard mouse eyes flashed coldly at the moment.
His complexion was slightly dark and yellow, which made his deep purple lips look indescribably sickly.
Glaring at me coldly, he shook his head with a slight squint, and several silver skull earrings on his ears reflected the light and grabbed his eyes once.
As a man, how many ear piercings did he have?
I couldn't help but frown.
For me and Qiangzi, the yellow-haired and yellow-haired young man just glanced at him, and he lost any interest, and his main object of attention was the calm and relaxed old demon in front of us.
It may be that the old demon's appearance is too biased towards the villain, Huang Mao looked at him for more than ten seconds, and finally a trace of inexplicable hesitation flashed in his eyes.
With his right hand raised, Huang Mao's three fingers carefully pinched the filter part of the cigarette butt, and inhaled hard, he casually threw the cigarette butt to the ground, and the white smoke drifted away, and he opened his mouth in the smoke.
"You're at the wrong door."
Huang Mao's voice was a little hoarse, and the questioning meaning in his tone was very clear.
As soon as he finished speaking, I distinctly felt that there were many more people around me who were paying attention to us.
"No, that's where you came."
The old demon folded his hands on the head of the cane and replied in an indifferent tone.
The calmness in his tone made me and Qiangzi somewhat reassured, and at the same time, it also made Huang Mao's face change.
His eyes moved slightly, and Huang Mao's gaze turned to me and Hadron again, and after a few seconds of pause, he asked me tentatively.
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