Chapter 110 Who are you?

Chapter 110 Who are you?

After making a phone call, he bought a floor in vain. Liao Wenjie lamented that Leon was a deep-seated psychopath and took the elevator to the 18th floor.

The lights are always off, the corridors are deserted, the office doors are locked, and basically nothing can be seen.

There is a note posted on each door, with two lines of words, one line is a prosperous shop for rent, and the other line is Lyon's phone number.

No address.

Based on Liao Wenjie's knowledge of Lyon, he did not leave the address of Chongguang Mental Hospital. It was definitely not because he was afraid of scaring the tenants, but because he was too lazy to meet the tenants.

Whether it works or not is decided over the phone.

On the phone, Leon said that he had given this floor to him, but Liao Wenjie didn't pay much attention and didn't think about going through the transfer procedures.

You can be shameless, but you can't be too shameless, unless Leon insists on doing so.

Considering Leon's casual personality, he probably didn't take it seriously either, let alone what was written on paper.

"With such a big floor, it would be a bit wasteful to open just one company..."

Just as the elevator arrived, Liao Wenjie pressed it and then thought, it was too annoying for several companies to be together, so it would be nice if it was empty, so he just wanted some peace and quiet.

Ding!

The elevator door opened, and Liao Wenjie raised his feet and was about to go in, when he was surprised to see a bright red plaque.

【The Tricky King】

"???"

Just very confused.

"Beautiful boy, can't you come up?" the middle-aged man who placed the plaque at an angle urged.

"Come here."

Liao Wenjie entered the elevator, glanced at the twenty-third floor that was lit on the elevator button, and said with a smile: "Uncle, what does this 'Tricky Tyrant' plaque mean? It looks quite interesting."

"I don't know, I just help people deliver goods."

Arriving at the 23rd floor, Liao Wenjie kindly helped move the two-meter-long plaque out of the elevator.

In the corridor, another decoration worker and the deliveryman set up a plaque and hung it on a wall.

Liao Wenjie looked around and saw two offices facing each other. One had the words "Tricky Master" and a red plaque, and the other was very poor and low-key, with only the four small words "Tricky Expert" posted on the door.

Looking at the words 'trickster expert', Liao Wenjie nodded secretly. If I remember correctly, this was another plot.

It's a pity that there is no need to participate in it. The comedy begins and the comedy ends, with props interspersed throughout the whole process. The villain isn't exactly heinous, he's the kind of bad guy who can be forgiven after being beaten casually for four or five hours.

"Young man, are you looking for someone?"

The office door opened, but behind Liao Wenjie, the prankster in a white suit said: "If you want to prank someone, I don't recommend you find a prank expert. He is already in the past tense. Tonight at the latest, I will drive him out of Hong Kong Island, and it will only be a waste of money to find him."

"Oh, I wonder who you are?"

"Yes, who are you, this bad boy?"

In the corridor, Gu Jing, an expert in pranks, looked unhappy. When he stepped out of the elevator, he saw the signboard "The King of Tricks". He thought it was a gift from a fan. Just when he was about to get carried away, he heard the disparagement from his peers.

It's okay to steal customers in front of him.

Must step back!

Liao Wenjie heard the sound and looked around. Gu Jing had an eyebrow that looked a bit like Zhou Xingxing, and his facial features looked a bit like Lyon. He also had a face that was somewhat related to Stephen Zhou.

Next to him was a fat man about fifty years old, who was even more plump than Gui Wangda.

The rightful owner is here!

When Liao Wenjie saw this, he decisively moved aside. The smell of gunpowder was strong, so he did not disturb the two masters of torture.

"Pretty boy, are you looking for a prank expert to prank someone?"

"No, I'm just curious that there is a business to torture people in the world."

Liao Wenjie felt this, and he didn't lie. The profession of punishing people is indeed quite strange. Not only is the risk of being beaten high, but the risk of being sued and jailed is even higher.

When it comes to personal attacks, reputational damage, mental damage, and having your legs broken, you deserve it.

"Then you don't have to doubt it. I am the best example. I lost my job because of him."

"Uncle, I haven't asked you for advice yet. Who are you?"

"What, what's that? My name is Che Qinren."

"Nice to meet you. My name is Liao Wenjie."

"What a coincidence, my son's name is also Wenjie."

Liao Wenjie: (_)

Forget it, although he wasn't a Da, but for Uncle Da's sake, he didn't care.

On the other side, Gu Jing and Tricky Tyrant met each other, and they both looked at each other with sneers.

"Looking at your wretched face, your destiny is both mean and tough. The title of Tricky Tyrant doesn't suit you, so I reluctantly accepted this sign."

"Haha, you look poor and miserable. You have lived in poverty all your life. So what if you accept this plaque? Can your doghouse fit in it?"

The two exchanged sarcastic remarks and were evenly matched, starting a second contest.

We are both craftsmen, and it doesn't matter who is strong or weak. Only after two moves can we compete.

At the end of the two rounds, Gu Jing used the "Invincible Pants Remover" move to take off the Tricky King's pants in full view of the public, gaining a slight upper hand and winning the battle.

Not as skilled as the others, and not wearing any pants, the Tricky King hurriedly opened the office door and ran in with a harsh remark about fighting another day.

He didn't lose, he just wasn't well prepared, and he won't do it next time.

…

"This guest, who do you want to punish, crazy or crippled? I, Gu Jing, am an honest businessman. As long as the price is right, there is no one I dare not punish."

In the office, Gu Jing received Liao Wenjie and said that he was violating the law and discipline.

"Just based on your words, I can call the police to arrest you."

"Don't be like this, just make a living."

Gu Jing chuckled and didn't care, and continued: "Let's get back to the topic, which unlucky guy offended you, so that you came to me to punish him?"

"No one is in trouble. My uncle, the Chief Inspector of the Crime Squad, and my aunt, the Senior Superintendent of Police, no one is stupid enough to offend me."

Liao Wenjie raised his eyebrows, ignoring Gu Jing's stiff smile, and continued: "I just happened to pass by and saw Mr. Gu's methods of teasing people. How can I put it... It's quite interesting. I want to spend money to buy some props for teasing people. "

"I'm afraid this won't work. It's a family business and its products will not be exported."

Gu Jing flatly refused. The props for making people look powerful, but in the hands of professionals, they can quickly decipher the secrets. Selling them would mean cutting off their own financial resources, and they would be unable to do anything.

The price will be determined if appropriate.

"Family business?"

Liao Wenjie was surprised, turned to Che Qinren, who was studying the fruit basket, and said, "I can't tell that this uncle is out of shape, but he is actually a senior master in the world of human manipulation."

"You misunderstood, he is not my father."

Gu Jing explained, stepped forward and patted Qin Ren's hand. The fruit basket was given by the Tricky Lord. There must be articles in it, so don't touch it.

"No, I didn't misunderstand."

Liao Wenjie was very sure: "Looking at your faces, he is your father, at least your father by blood."

"It's a joke. I am an ancient jade tree, handsome and popular among thousands of girls. He is so frustrated, looks like shit, and is thin, how can he be my father?"

Gu Jing sneered: "Besides, I'm not an orphan. It's just that my biological father died early, and it's not like I haven't seen him before."

"this……"

Liao Wenjie blinked, honest people are really miserable.

"Hey, what do you mean by that look in your eyes?"

Realizing the sympathy in Liao Wenjie's eyes, Gu Jing was furious: "Don't think that because you have two relatives who are police officers, I won't dare to fix you. You are not welcome here, please get out."

"That's easy to say, let's go now."

Liao Wenjie stood up and walked out of the house. When he opened the door, he stopped and said, "Mr. Gu, I will come to visit you another day. Then you will know that I am not joking."

"You're crazy!"

…

Night, high-rise apartment building.

Liao Wenjie helped the drunk Cheng Wenjing into the house, said hello to Tang Zhudi, and left alone.

Tang Judy kept her promise and took the two of them to eat, drink and have fun after work, on the grounds that she was celebrating Liao Wenjie's good health.

Like last time, Cheng Wenjing couldn't bear the influence of alcohol, and was successfully knocked down by Judy Tang again.

Seeing how skilled Tang Zhudi was, Liao Wenjie even suspected that she could take down Cheng Wenjing, and most likely she would use this trick.

"Stop pretending, I know you're not drunk."

Judy Tang woke up the dazed Cheng Wenjing, frowned and said, "What's the matter with you? Why are you pretending to be drunk?"

"Sister Judy, what are you talking about? I feel dizzy. Please let me lie down for a while."

Cheng Wenjing said to herself that she was pretending to be drunk in order to reconstruct the case and replay it again to see what good things Liao Wenjie and Tang Judy would do.

"Don't do this, speak clearly and clearly, and don't even pretend to be pretentious."

Judy Tang rolled her eyes at Cheng Wenjing: "Ajie is acting weird today and has been courting you, but you didn't notice?"

"Sister Judy, since you have seen through it all, I won't hide it anymore."

Cheng Wenjing woke up instantly and started making a small report. She said angrily: "Ajie is so outrageous. When we were in a private room at the nightclub, he secretly touched me and even touched my butt."

"Oh, why didn't I see it?"

"You went to the bathroom at that time."

"Haha, I went to the bathroom, why didn't I know?"

"Well……"

"I don't even know how to lie, and I want to frame a good person."

Judy Tang patted Cheng Wenjing's face: "I know very well what you are thinking, and I also know very well what Ajie is thinking."

"What?"

"I won't tell you what you are thinking, Ajie..."

Judy Tang looked like she had seen through the truth, and said proudly: "He pretended to have a crush on you, and used this to anger me, and then he was fired by me naturally. He is so naive, it is so easy to lie to me."

"real or fake……"

Cheng Wenjing bit her finger and said in dissatisfaction: "Sister Judy, have you never thought of another possibility? Ajie really intends to pick up on me?"

"How is that possible? Stop being so pretty."

"..."

Very angry!

"Ajie is acting. Next time you cooperate with him. I want to see how he ends up."

"How can this work? If he plays it right to the end and doesn't get stuck in the middle, wouldn't I be in a big loss?"

"Wake up, why are you drunk again? Last time you were so drunk that you were unconscious, and I was also unconscious. If you really want to suffer a loss, you have already eaten all the food. How can you wait until now?"

…

On the other side, Liao Wenjie took a taxi back to the community, thinking that he had not been to a driving school for a while and must complete the course as soon as possible to get his driver's license.

He walked into the elevator and felt the familiar coolness before the elevator door closed.

There is a ghost behind you.

What's going on with this elevator? Why is it so easy to attract ghosts?

Liao Wenjie frowned slightly. Once was an accident, twice was a coincidence, but three times?

The frequency with which this neighborhood is visited by ghosts is a bit outrageous.

He pointed at the center of his eyebrows, slowly turned around, and faced a pair of pale and bloodless feet.

The female ghost was leaning on the corner of the elevator with her head down and her feet up. The long hair is scattered on the ground, and the outline of the facial features of the deformed head can no longer be distinguished. One eyeball is bloody and tangled with the long hair.

If the predictions are correct, he should have died from falling from a building.

The picture was too ascetic. Liao Wenjie turned his head after taking one look. When the elevator stopped, he stepped out directly.

swiss swish ————

Her long hair dragged to the ground, following closely behind Liao Wenjie.