Chapter 363

"Why, Mr. Qin suspects that there is something wrong with them?"

Who can climb to the secretary of the mayor is the owner of the fool? Qin Zhao just asked casually, and Secretary Zhao understood what he meant, and hastened to reassure them: "They are absolutely innocent, and there is nothing wrong with them! For the safety of Pearl's guests, all those who can come here to perform today are from Everyone in Qingdao City and Brother City Song and Dance Troupe has files to check. Mr. Qin, you, have you found anything suspicious?"

"Oh," Qin Zhao smiled: "I didn't find anything suspicious, but I just wondered why there are people from ethnic minorities here. Secretary Zhao, have there always been performers from ethnic minorities in the city dance hall?"

"We don't have any in our city. Those dancers of ethnic minorities are from Weihai City Song and Dance Troupe. They not only have domestic ethnic minority actors, but also Korean and Thai singers, hehe," glanced at the dancers Man, Secretary Zhao chuckled: "Do you want me to call their team leader over to ask?"

"No need, I'll go and have a look by myself. Heh, Secretary Zhao, go and do your work. I just rarely see men dancing, so I find it interesting and I don't suspect anything." Qin Zhao shook his head, and then said to Li Moyu: "Are you here?" I'll meet here, I'll go and have a look." Before Li Moyu could say anything, he walked towards the dancing men.

Li Moyu followed him a few steps, smiled at Secretary Zhao, then stopped and nodded.

"What's the name of the dance you rehearsed? It looks quite interesting." Qin Zhao walked slowly to those men, and casually asked a man standing by to watch their rehearsal, his eyes swept over the waists of those dancers After a circle, no protrusions were found.

"Ah, sir, we are rehearsing the Xinjiang dance "The Grapes Are Ripe". Why, you can't dance this kind of dance, right?" This man may be a leader of the song and dance troupe, otherwise why would he be watching those How high do people lift their chins when they dance? But when he answered Qin Zhao's words, he was a flattering engine. Although he doesn't know what Qin Zhao does, but since he can walk with people from the city government, it should be right to try his best to please him.

"Hey, I practiced for a few days before." Qin Zhao nodded, pointed to a man standing in the center and said, "Are you the leader of this troupe? Can I have a few words with that actor alone? I think Among these people, he dances the best."

"Okay, why not? Ah, so you really know how to dance this kind of dance, tsk tsk, I really can't see it." The man complimented Qin Zhao at the right time, and then turned his head: "Limba, come here .”

"Head, what can I do for you?" A man who was jumping intoxicated heard the head calling him, and hurried over and wiped the sweat from his forehead. When he saw Qin Zhao, he sized him up a bit, and then smiled honestly as a greeting, but didn't say anything.

"This gentleman is from the city government. He is very interested in your dance and wants to compete with you..." The man glanced back, pointed to a small tent and said, "You can dance with this gentleman." Go there." The group leader was very thoughtful, fearing that Qin Zhao would make a fool of himself if he danced poorly in front of so many professional actors, so he specially asked Linba to go to the tent with him to learn from each other.

"Okay." Linba nodded, then bent slightly and made a gesture of invitation. People who are often wandering outside, it is best not to ask if they should not ask, he still knows this rule. So after hearing that the leader asked him to play with Qin Zhao, Lin Ba just said hello with a smile.

Qin Zhao smiled slightly: "That will trouble the leader, hehe, it's best to go inside the tent, so that I won't be laughed at if I don't dance well."

"What's the matter, even if they dance well, it's because of their careers, right? If you are a busy person like you, how can you have time to mess with these evil things? Linba, you should try your best."

After thanking the group leader, Qin Zhao went to the tent first.

This tent seemed to be specially used for actors to change clothes, because when Qin Zhao entered, there happened to be two tall actresses wearing black veils and women in ethnic costumes who were about to come out of it. When they saw Qin Zhao and Lin Ba coming in, they obviously stopped, as if they were wondering why Lin Ba would come here, but they didn't say anything, they just glanced at him, then lowered their heads in a hurry went out.

After they went out, the smell of perfume on their bodies was still permeating in the small tent, which made Qin Zhao stare at their hurried footsteps and smile embarrassedly, because he rushed in without asking "Is anyone inside?" Come and feel ashamed. After listening to Linba who came in, he said that these two people were specially hired to dance the Persian costume dance, and they were hired by the troupe from other provincial song and dance troupes at a high price.

When Linba put down the tent door, Qin Zhao raised his head and looked at the top of the tent, and walked to Linba with a flattering smile seemingly casually. Before he could say anything, he suddenly turned his left hand and grabbed his collar , and then grabbed his neck with his right hand, staring coldly at the expression on Linba's face: "Tell me, where is Hu Mietang?"

"Uh..." Lin Ba was visibly startled when Qin Zhao suddenly jumped up and grabbed his neck. Subconsciously, he grasped his right wrist with both hands, and said with difficulty breathing, "This, sir, Hu... …Who is it? I don’t understand what you mean.” Instinctively, he wanted to break Qin Zhao’s hand, but no matter how hard he tried, Qin Zhao’s hand was like a pair of iron clamps, holding tightly It hurt his throat, making it more and more difficult for him to breathe, and his face slowly flushed red.

Qin Zhao looked at him coldly, let go of his neck without saying anything, then grabbed his right hand on his wrist, and slowly turned over. His thumb and index finger are not as delicate as a man's hands, and they don't have any calluses at all. It seems that he doesn't do physical labor at all, and he just plays lip service and dances every day. The reason why Qin Zhao observed his hand was because he knew that if it was a person with a long handle for guns, there should be calluses left by pulling the trigger between the second knuckle of the index finger.

But this person's right hand does not have these. After knowing that he suspected the wrong person, Qin Zhao immediately knew that the person in front of him might really be a good comrade. He laughed a few times and let go of his hand. He was just about to find an excuse like 'this is a joke with you, look at my acting talent' to explain his abruptness, but he heard Li Moyu's voice outside the hood shouting : "Xiao Zhao!"

Her voice was a little panicked, maybe it was because she was going to be a mother, not only did Li Moyu not have the deliberate debauchery she showed before, but she also seemed to be a lot less courageous.

"I'll come out right away!"

Qin Zhao didn't know why Li Moyu called her, but he turned around and shouted to the outside of the tent, then let go of Lin Ba's collar, reached out and took out a small notebook he was carrying, but didn't let Lin Ba see what it was. He flickered before his eyes: "I'm sorry, I misunderstood. I'm from the maintenance department of the whole territory, and I suspect that your regiment has sneaked into the spies. Well, your suspicion has been cleared. But please don't talk nonsense after you go out, so as not to attract attention. Come to unnecessary trouble!"

"Cough, cough, cough..." Linba rubbed his neck with both hands, his face was pale from being bluffed, and he wanted to promise something to Qin Zhao, but he couldn't speak because of the incessant coughing. He shook again and again, indicating that he was fine.

"What happened?" Qin Zhao suddenly raised the tent, and saw Li Moyu running towards here in a hurry. He frowned slightly, and just when he was about to persuade her to run slowly and not to fall, he heard a series of car horns near the entrance of the archway, and then there was a burst of screams, and then Qin Zhao saw that there was A dozen or so tourists who had been arguing with the staff under the archway about why they didn't sell tickets ran into the gate of the archway in a panic like a mad dog chasing after them.

He embraced Li Moyu, who was rushing over, into his arms, and before Qin Zhao opened his mouth to ask what's the matter, he saw a... oh, at least one white van roaring into the archway. Behind the van are several soldiers with semi-automatic submachine guns. Because of the relatively long distance, Qin Zhao could only tell that they were soldiers from the green camouflage uniforms, but because these people were all covered with black hoods like the Pearl Flying Tigers, they couldn't see their faces clearly.

How could there be soldiers here?

Before Qin Zhao understood what was going on, two more vans broke into the archway. After the van entered the memorial archway, the driver immediately turned the car body across, and the three vans blocked the door tightly. Then, as soon as the door opened, more than a dozen people in the same attire jumped out of the car one after another. Soldiers with guns.

"What's going on?" Qin Zhao's heart sank after he asked this sentence. Because he can see from the places where the muzzles of these people's hands are aimed after they get off the car, their position awareness is very accurate. The profession... That is to say, only professional soldiers can make these actions.

"I don't know, just now they were outside the door and rushed in regardless of the life and death of tourists..." A muffled gunshot sounded at this moment, interrupting Li Moyu's words suddenly. Startled and turned around, she saw that the ticket sales staff of the scenic spot who was driven into the memorial archway by the van, a blood mist sprang from his body, then shook and fell to the ground.

These people are the real masters. I didn't expect them to dare to take action in broad daylight.

Qin Zhao smiled wryly, dragged Li Moyu, who was in a daze, into the tent, and said to Lin Ba who was still in the tent, "Terrorists are coming outside. If you want to survive, you'd better keep quiet." Although the tent He couldn't stop the bullets of those people outside, but Qin Zhao believed that when they came here, he already had a countermeasure.