Lao Ba, tell your brother honestly, have you ever been poisoned in the food?" A big man with a beard on his face asked loudly.

Fang Buwei almost laughed out loud.

If the food is really poisoned, can you still be so angry?

But the next second, Fang Buwei couldn't laugh.

It was like a hornet's nest that was stabbed, and everyone stood up, looking like they would not stop until they smashed the hotel.

What he fears most is to cause riots and accidents.

"Uncle!" Fang Buwei quickly reminded him.

"Don't be dry!" The old man knocked on the soup basin with a spoon, "It's just changing the table dishes, what's the point of making a fuss? It's all cold soup leftovers, how can you eat it?"

Everyone looked up and found that several disciples walked out of the back hall with trays, with a few cold dishes on it.

"Then there is no need for Lao Ba to come on it himself?" The big man gurgled.

"Sit down and eat yours..." Chen Fengshi glared at the big man and whispered, "I'm looking for clues, can't you tell me?"

The man sat down in disappointment.

"This is the master of the branch of Honolulu, Wu Chengjian!" Situ Meitang whispered.

Fang Buwei had an impression, and when he was raising donations, Wu Chengjian donated 6,000 US dollars, which was also a lot.

Chen Qiushi withdrew more than twenty tables of dishes for an hour.

Nothing was found.

Fang Buwei pondered for a few seconds and said, "Take people to continue searching, under the table, corners and corners... The more you don't pay attention to, the more you should be careful..."

"Where is the toilet?" Chen Fengshi asked again.

"Search it again!" Fang Buwei replied.

Although the guests in the hall were no longer noisy, they didn't have the intention to drink. They all stared at the main table and Chen Fengshi who was running back and forth.

"This Qi Wuxiang looks quite powerful?" Chen Yuting seemed very interested. "You guard Mr. Jian and the previous guardian uncle. Every time you come to report, it seems that he is the one you are looking for..."

"He is the deputy of the Bingtang Master. If something happened inside the door, he must have been looking for him or Gao Zhensheng..." He Shili replied naturally.

Chen Yuting just blinked and didn't say anything again.

Since he is just a deputy, why is Gao Zhensheng, not him, the one who is guarding the hotel?

After more than ten minutes, Chen Fengshi ran back.

"Lao Jiu, look?" Chen Fengshi placed something on the table.

Camera, or Zeiss's?

Fang Buwei picked it up and looked at it.

The time Li Mingxiang wanted to take pictures of herself seemed to be using this one.

It is more than 20 cm long and only ten cm wide at most, and it can barely hold it in your pocket.

This is the smallest camera of this era.

"Where did you find it?" Fang Buwei asked, shook the water in his hand.

"It was taken out of the toilet..." Chen Fengshi replied.

Fang Buwei paused for a moment, snatched the towel on the table and wiped the water marks on his hands.

It was not that he hadn't found clues in the sewer in his previous life, he had long been used to it.

Several old men felt nauseous.

Why does this thief throw everything in like a cesspool?

"I've taken it three times...uh..."

Chen Fengshi's eyes burst and he almost vomited. He insisted on his disgust and said, "No film was found!"

"It shouldn't be in the toilet, go to the hall and look for it..." Fang Buwei replied.

Chen Fengshi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Fang Buwei looked at the camera and then looked at the female bodyguard of Chen Yuting.

This woman has never gotten up since she went to the table. If she stole the red book and took the photo, who would have thrown it into the toilet?

When Zhang Yonghe was carried out, no one except Fang Buwei would have thought that the next search would be so strict, and it would be even more impossible for the person taking the photo to guess that their purpose was to be a red book, and it could even be inferred that he had taken a photo with a camera.

Under this premise, there is no need for the person taking the photo to destroy the evidence in advance.

This camera is not cheap, you can change to a Big Buick in New York.

It seems that the person who took action has been forced into a corner by himself.

I'm afraid the film will be found soon.

Fang Buwei breathed a sigh of relief in secret.

Although he was extremely confident from beginning to end, he was actually feeling guilty.

If the film cannot be found, people today will be lost.

If you can't pretend, you will become a fool...

This time it was faster. After a few minutes, Chen Fengshi ran back again, holding a cylindrical iron box, about the thickness of a wine glass, at most two inches long.

"Old Jiu, this is probably what it is!" Chen Fengshi said.

"Have you opened it?" Fang Buwei asked.

"Brother, I have never eaten pork, I have always seen pigs run away!" Chen Fengshi laughed.

Some common sense.

Fang Buwei took the iron box, lifted up the suit, put it on his head, and opened the lid of the iron box.

There is a cylinder inside, and two layers of oil paper are wrapped on the outside.

He tore open the oil paper and saw the roll of film rolled into a roll.

Just in case, Fang Buwei dared to open the film.

But only looking at the thickness, it can only be forty or fifty frames at most, and the red book can be finished just now.

The time before and after is less than ten minutes, and at most people take photos is enough, so there is no backup.

Fang Buwei wrapped the greased paper, covered the lid and placed the iron box in front of Situ Meitang.

"It's film!"

Situ Meitang nodded, waved and shouted Henghou next to him: "Go and wash now..."

Without seeing the content inside, no one can guarantee whether the film is empty or whether the thief has transferred the bag.

"Where did you find it?" Huang Sande asked.

"In the ash bucket next to the fireplace!" Chen Fengshi replied.

Not thrown directly into the fireplace means that the thief is still lucky.

If Anliangtang’s disciples did not find out, they might be able to retrieve the film after the situation subsides.

At this time, no one doubted Fang Buyi's inference was made by these old men on the main table.

He said that the red book was in the toilet, and it was indeed found in the toilet.

He said that the red book was photographed, but in the end he actually found the film.

He said that the film would run out with his legs, but it really ran out.

The eyes of a group of old men all fell on Fang Buwei's face, and Fang Buwei showed a humble smile at the right time.

Maybe one day I will ask these old men for their heads and cannot leave a look of being arrogant.

"Lao Jiu, come and sit here!" Huang Sande pointed to the chair He Shili had sat on.

The meaning in the words is clear without saying.

Just based on Fang Buwei's performance tonight, these mountain leaders had to pay more attention to him.

"Thank you, Master San!" Fang Buwei hugged his fists, "I could see clearly when I stood up."

The spy has not been found yet, and no one can guarantee that after being forced to jump over the wall, will it take action to burn together?

"Okay, let it go!" Huang Sande laughed.

As soon as Huang Sande finished speaking, there was another commotion in the direction of the door. Fang Buwei turned his head suddenly and saw Zhang Yonghe being supported by two disciples and entering the hall.
Chapter completed!