"Who do you think will be the one who steals the red book?" Situ Meitang asked in a low voice.

"Japanese spy!" Fang Buwei replied.

The technique is so familiar.

Fast and accurate.

The old man nodded: "An Qin said nothing wrong: I died early in the morning, and my Hongmen has long become a regular commercial company. Today, all of us are well-known business celebrities. For ordinary organizations, what's the use of stealing a list?"

Only countries or organizations that are opposed to overseas Chinese or China will be interested in this thing.

Since September 18th, the overseas Hongmen’s foreign purpose has become “anti-Japanese and national salvation!”

The amount of donations is getting more and more, the momentum is getting bigger and stronger, and the influence is getting far and far.

If it only relies on the ability of the Hongmen itself, it will not affect the overall situation. It will be just a non-governmental organization after all.

But the Japanese are increasingly discovering that there is actually the shadow of the US government behind it, and the Hongmen even has the ability to influence the National Government tens of thousands of miles away.

Where can Japanese people still sit?

Scabies can also cause great trouble.

Dealing with the Hongmen became a natural thing.

Those who come to attend the Kenken-Ken Conference are all the backbone of the Hongmen in the United States. Only with this roster can we be targeted.

If there is only information such as names in the list, Fang Buwei would definitely not worry, but in order not to make any mistakes and to have old rules to follow next year, Zhang Yonghe recorded all the information in this book.

The red book not only contains detailed information about all the guests, but also the specific itinerary is clearly recorded.

Which boat will you take to New York, about when will you arrive, and at which port to welcome you...

I brought a few masters, a few entourages, how to arrange the room, and how many bodyguards were among them, and whether they wanted to live with their masters...

After the meeting, I will stay in New York for a few days, which day will I leave, take the boat or the train, have the tickets been booked, when will I give them, and what gifts will be prepared when I give them...

Zhang Yonghe clearly marked it all.

If you want to assassinate, you can arrange it according to the information on the roster, and even save on the early plans...

Therefore, the information in the red book must not be leaked.

In addition, Fang Buwei had another sentence that he had not said.

The other party’s ultimate goal is likely to be Situ Meitang.

As soon as Situ Meitang died, the overseas Hongmen was like a fallen monkey from a tree, scattered in a flash and could no longer organize such a powerful force.

So Fang Buwei was so careful tonight. Even if he had a target of doubt, he did not take action rashly, but followed Mr. Situ in an endless manner.

Fang Buwei didn't have three heads and six arms and didn't even have a helper. It would be amazing to be able to protect the old man carefully.

As for the safety of other guests, they can only rely on other disciples of Anliangtang.

But dealing with professional killers is not just about having too many people, so he searched with great fanfare under the pretext of being stolen from payroll.

In addition to finding the film, Fang Buwei also wanted to shake the mountains and tigers, so that the other party could retreat when he saw the difficulties.

From Zhang Yonghe being carried out to Chen Fengshi going to the toilet to find the red book, Fang Buwei remembered it clearly.

As long as he could free up his hands, he could detect the person who stole the red book in one night.

Pulling up the gourd and connecting the vines, as long as you check the spies inside the Hongmen, it is equivalent to directly defeating the Japanese plan.

This is the United States. Japanese spies will not act as unscrupulous as domestically, and they may be scared away directly.

Situ Meitang flipped through the red book in his hand, raised his head again, and looked at the guests who were shouting in a group, with a cold light appearing in his eyes.

Fang Buwei could probably guess what he was thinking.

If Fang Buwei guessed wrongly, this matter has nothing to do with Chen Yuting, so who did it?

There were more than 200 guests, but in fact, there were only fifty or sixty people in charge, and the rest were all the bodyguards of the family.

Among these fifty or sixty, there were only three or five people like Chen Yuting who just came to join in the fun and had no interest in the Hongmen.

To put it bluntly, the rest are all on a boat. If the ship of Situ Meitang sinks, what benefits can these people get?

"Don't worry, uncle... Whether you sell the country for honor or recognize the thief as a father, it's nothing more than the word "interest". If you say disrespectful words, those who can sit here are smart people, so they naturally know how to choose..."

Fang Buwei didn't deliberately pick up good things, he did infer it this way.

This is the United States, not the country, not the Japanese, and they take a few blank letters of appointment and draw a few big pie on paper, and there will be a group of bastards wagging their tails and pounce on them.

As long as you don't have a donkey's brain kick, you know what to choose.

"Is it very likely to find film?" the old man asked again.

"As long as you press it tighter, the film will run out like a red book, like a long leg…" Fang Buwei replied.

"Survival after the tail is broken?" the old man smiled.

The person who took action did not expect that An Liangtang's reaction was so fast that he not only blocked the hotel at the first time, but also used such a trick.

Even the money was robbed, and the thief did not take these mountain leaders in the hall seriously, and these business and political celebrities.

Which one can swallow this?

No one cares whether Anliangtang is closed or not, nor do they have any opinions on searching rooms and body searches...

No one wants to find the thief quickly, it is best that everyone can stab three times.

The salary was lost, and the old man at the main table knew that, and the thief who stole the red book also knew.

The person who stole the scriptures also understood what An Liangtang was looking for when he put up such a big formation.

If you are smarter, you will naturally know what to do.

Seeing that the time was almost over, Fang Buwei called Chen Fengshi again.

"Brother, if you look for Brother Xu, you will say that the table is full of cold soup leftovers. Remove all the things you should remove and serve again... Don't worry, put a few cold spoons, warm two jars of rice wine, and then add a pot of hot soup..."

"Okay!" Chen Fengshi nodded and asked again, "What else?"

Fang Buwei didn't need to let him explain the food specifically, and there must be some more details.

"Take a few more careful brothers and go to remove them yourself. You will look at each basin and plate carefully. If you find something strange, please inform me immediately..."

"Strange thing?" Chen Fengshi asked uncertainly.

"What I'm looking for is film, but you may not know it..." Fang Buwei replied again.

Chen Fengshi nodded.

He has taken many photos backwards, but I have never paid attention to what the film looks like.

A few minutes later, the hall, which had just calmed down, started to make a fuss again.

The sword guard of Anliangtang actually started to act as a restaurant servant, but he didn't let others help?
Chapter completed!