Chapter 892

Soon, the two women left.

Zhao Zhiwen whispered a few words to the men, then got up and walked towards the box.

Lin Wanhan stood up and followed them.

They entered a box and locked the door behind them.

Judging by their appearance, they are plotting something.

Thinking about it, Lin Wanhan went to change into a waiter's clothes, and knocked on the door of the box with the wine.

"Who is it?" An unhappy voice sounded from inside.

"I'm here to deliver wine." Lin Wanhan lowered her voice, trying not to let Zhao Zhiwen recognize her.

"Which one of you ordered wine?"

"I seem to have ordered a few bottles just now."

After the discussion inside, the door of the box was quickly opened.

Lin Wanhan sent the wine in with her head down, and installed a recorder under the table when they were not paying attention.

She exited the box, and soon, the door of the box was closed again.

She strode away.

She took a brief look at a box just now. There is a camera in it, but the camera doesn't seem to be turned on.

After dismissing the people in the monitoring room, she entered the monitoring room, turned on the camera in the box where Zhao Zhiwen was, and saved the video of Zhao Zhiwen making out with the two women in the bar lobby.

This video is very important to her.

She turned back to the box door.

She glanced at the time, half an hour had passed.

The box door has not been opened yet.

An hour passed, and the door of the box still hadn't been opened.

Lin Wanhan lifted her foot and left the box door, entering the monitoring room.

She saw the picture of the box where Zhao Zhiwen was.

They're actually dealing drugs...

Lin Wanhan uploaded the video to her mobile phone and saved it. With this video, Zhao Zhiwen could no longer threaten her.

The recorder was still in Zhao Zhiwen's box, and she had to go back to get it now.

Seeing that they were about to leave, she also left the monitoring room and went to the box.

In terms of time, they had already left when she got to the box.

Lin Wanhan had just arrived at the box, before she could see if the door was open, she bumped into the "wall of meat".

Lin Wanhan quickly took two steps back, while rubbing her sore nose, she raised her eyes and looked forward.

After seeing the person in front of her, a trace of surprise flashed across her eyes.

Zhao Zhiwen?

Why did he come out now? Shouldn't he have left?

Did you find the recorder under the desktop?

A smile appeared on Lin Wanhan's face: "Uncle, why are you here?"

A sternness flashed in Zhao Zhiwen's eyes, and his voice was serious: "This should be me asking you, why are you here!"

One of the men standing next to Zhao Zhiwen said, "Who is this chick? Do you know her?"

The corner of Zhao Zhiwen's mouth curled into a hint of sarcasm: "Heh, isn't it the bar's companion!"

"But she called you uncle just now..."

"Who is her uncle? I don't recognize her shameless niece!"

A flash of anger flashed in Lin Wanhan's eyes, and her fists were silently clenched.

It looks like they didn't find the tape recorder under the table.

Lin Wanhan turned and left.

But at this moment, a man ran out of the box: "Brother, I found a tape recorder under the table!"

Lin Wanhan's heart "thumped", and her pace quickened.

"Grab her!" An angry voice drilled into her ears.