Old Deng awakens: He starts by eliminating the yoga pants in the county town!

Ah Qiang even forgot to play the cards he was holding.

"Old Zhao, stop spouting nonsense!"

Ah Qiang stared wide-eyed.

"Zhao Daqiang is treated like a grandson by Red Pepper every day, how could he possibly dare to have a mistress outside?"

Old Ma also came over.

When Lao Zhao was questioned, he immediately became a little anxious.

He slammed down the remaining cards in his hand and retorted defiantly.

Why would I lie to you?

"Just last month, I went to the county hospital for a checkup because I had an upset stomach."

"I saw Zhao Daqiang's car parked there with my own eyes in the underground parking lot."

"As soon as the car door opened, a young woman in her early twenties got out, dressed in a very glamorous way. Zhao Daqiang got out of the driver's seat and even went over to help her up; the gesture was so intimate that he almost hugged her."

Ah Qiang and Lao Ma exchanged a glance.

The gossip fire in their eyes was completely ignited.

"To the hospital?"

Old Ma stroked the sparse stubble on his chin.

"What would he need to go to the hospital for? Does that old man have some kind of secret, shameful disease?"

Ah Qiang slapped his thigh, his face full of sudden realization.

"Hidden illness my ass!"

"Think about it, Red Pepper and Zhao Daqiang have been married for so many years, and they haven't even laid an egg."

"Zhao Daqiang has some money now, so why would he be willing to have no descendants?"

"I bet that girl got pregnant and went to the hospital for a prenatal checkup!"

After Ah Qiang gave his analysis, Lao Ma nodded repeatedly.

Lin Dawei, who was squatting to the side, smoked a cigarette without making a sound.

The bluish-white smoke blurred his face, but his mind was racing.

hospital.

This is a huge breakthrough.

The photos taken yesterday only prove that Zhao Daqiang and that woman had an ambiguous relationship.

If that woman is indeed pregnant and has had prenatal checkups at the hospital, then the registration records and surveillance footage are all irrefutable evidence.

This is more useful evidence than catching someone cheating in a hotel, and they can't catch them without going to the hotel.

Now that we have a direction, we need to figure out how to implement it. What methods are there to get these things from the hospital?

Just then.

The door to the dispatch room was pushed open from the inside.

"Old Zhao, stop fucking throwing your cards around!"

Wang Yan's hoarse, husky voice boomed in the courtyard.

"The order from the cardboard box factory in the east of the city, hurry up and drive over to load the goods!"

Old Zhao was startled. He quickly shoved the loose change on the ground into his pocket, dusted himself off, and stood up.

Wang Yan stood on the steps in high heels.

The light red yoga pants were a bit dazzling in the sunlight, making her full legs look tight.

Her gaze was originally fixed on Old Zhao.

But a quick glance caught Lin Dawei standing not far away.

Lin Dawei took a shower today and changed into his brand-new work clothes.

Wearing the new clothes, he immediately looked much more energetic, and even his previously dull complexion seemed to have brightened up.

In addition, his mental state has changed significantly recently, with a sharper look in his eyes and brows, and he exudes a youthful vigor when he stands there.

Wang Yan's gaze lingered on the work uniform for two seconds.

Her throat felt inexplicably dry.

Yesterday afternoon in the dispatch room, the unusual enthusiasm I felt after meeting them, and the undeniable capital, flashed through my mind like a movie.

Wang Yan instinctively brought her shoes together.

The light red yoga pants fabric at the top of her thighs was ripped into two deeper cleavages by her subtle movements.

She quickly looked away and turned back to the dispatch room.

boom.

The door was slammed shut.

After Lao Zhao left, the card game was short of players.

"Old Lin, come fill in."

Ah Qiang greeted him.

Lin Dawei didn't refuse; he went over, squatted down, picked up the bad cards left by Lao Zhao, and continued playing.

Not long after, A-Qiang's phone rang, and Wang Yan called him to go to the southern suburbs to pick up goods.

Next up was Old Ma.

In less than an hour, Lin Dawei was the only one left under the big tree.

The sun is getting increasingly scorching.

Lin Dawei stood up, dusted off his trousers, and walked straight toward the dispatch room.

The door wasn't locked.

He reached out and pushed.

crunch--

Wang Yan was leaning back in the boss's chair looking at her phone when she heard the noise and suddenly looked up.

Upon seeing Lin Dawei, she sat up straight instantly, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

"Who let you in?"

Wang Yan's eyebrows furrowed, and her voice was sharp and piercing.

"Get out!"

She gripped the edge of the desk tightly with both hands, her chest heaving violently.

"You're not allowed to step into this door unless I call you!"

Lin Dawei stood at the door, looking at her fierce but cowardly appearance, and wasn't annoyed at all.

His gaze swept over Wang Yan's light red yoga pants twice before settling on the top center.

"OK."

Lin Dawei grinned.

He stepped back and closed the door behind him.

The moment he turned around, he heard a heavy breath that sounded like a sigh of relief coming from inside the room.

Lin Dawei returned to the cab of his light truck, opened the window, and closed his eyes to rest.

I stayed up until 2 p.m.

The windows of the dispatch room were being banged on loudly.

"Lin Dawei!"

Wang Yan shouted through the window glass.

Lin Dawei got out of the car and walked to the window.

The window was only slightly ajar.

Wang Yan simply slipped a crumpled delivery note through the gap.

"Go to the development zone."

She avoided eye contact, not daring to look Lin Dawei in the eye.

"Load a truckload of packaging materials and deliver them to that Japanese-owned electronics factory in the High-tech Zone."

After giving her instructions, she slammed the window shut.

Lin Dawei picked up the delivery slip and glanced at it.

Japanese-owned electronics factory!

He knows this place very well.

This was Liu Li's workplace, and also the place where his system awakened.

Looking at the address on the form, Lin Dawei felt a sudden surge of excitement.

He was just wondering where to find an excuse to go to the electronics factory to find that woman.

The system's second-phase task is stuck there.

Killing Liu Li ten times is no small feat.

Without a legitimate reason, even if a delivery driver like him goes into someone's factory, they won't let him in.

Now that Wang Yan has assigned the order to him, it's like a godsend.

I figured I might as well check things out on the way and see how that woman is doing these past few days, and if there's any chance for him to continue doing missions.

Lin Dawei recalled the amazing, moist feeling he experienced that day in the office, enveloped in those navy blue yoga pants.

Although that woman was mean-spirited and snobbish at heart, she was skilled at serving people and had a flirtatious nature.

It truly makes one crave more.

Lin Dawei put the order form into his pocket.

He opened the car door and floored the accelerator.

The old light truck roared as it headed straight for the High-tech Zone.