Jiang Chen wanted to enter the store.
Qian Gaohua looked calm on the surface, but in his heart, there were 10,000 f * cking horses running wildly.
Jiang Chen sounded like he knew everything.
Looking at Jiang Chen's expression, it seemed like he didn't know anything.
Qian Gaohua was really conflicted.
He was different from ordinary thieves. He had been in the business of selling stolen goods for more than seven years.
The neighbors all thought that he was a simple and honest laundry owner, but in secret, the shop owner, who was dressed in cheap clothes, had more than 20 million yuan in savings.
Otherwise, how could he support his two good-for-nothing sons to study abroad?
He couldn't give up easily like that thief.
With the huge amount of stolen goods he had disposed of over the years, once he went in, he would never be able to come out again. The more than 20 million yuan in his bank card would also be frozen.
His two sons, who had been living a carefree life abroad, had lost their source of income. Once they were forced to return to China, they would be useless people who did not know anything.
Even if there was a glimmer of hope, he would fight for it.
As he had been walking on the edge of a knife for a long time, Qian Gaohua's thoughts and shrewdness were quite deep.
In the blink of an eye, his mind filtered out all kinds of answers to Jiang Chen.
Q: There are stolen goods in the shop. The police want to go in and take a look.
Find a reason to reject? Qian Gaohua thought of five or six plausible reasons, but all of them were too risky.
He still didn't understand what this tall and handsome young policeman was trying to do.
What if the other party was just curious and wanted to go in and take a look?
In the end, if he refused, it would backfire and cause suspicion.
At this moment of life and death, Qian Gaohua could not afford to be careless.
Gritting his teeth, Qian Gaohua made a bold decision.
He might as well take a step back and let the police in openly, acting as if he had done nothing.
Qian Gaohua didn't believe it. He had been in the industry for seven years. Even if he often met the old policeman of Maple Bridge, he could handle it with ease.
Could it be that today, he would fall on a young man who was only worth 10 cents?
Qian Gaohua's thought process took only one or two seconds. When he heard that Jiang Chen wanted to enter the store, Qian Gaohua was surprised like a normal person.
"Go in and take a look? Haven't you seen a laundry room before? Haha, go ahead.”
He even gave a reminder.
"I just mopped the ground. It might be a little slippery. Don't fall…"
Then, without looking at Jiang Chen, she continued to work on her needlework.
Jiang Chen admired Qian Gaohua's acting.
Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, but his expression did not change.
What was professionalism?
This was called professionalism.
If he went to Beijing Film Academy to open an acting class, why would he worry about not becoming famous?
Although he didn't work for long, Jiang Chen had arrested dozens of people, ranging from Class A wanted criminals to petty thieves.
He could be considered to have seen some small waves.
But this time, facing Qian Gaohua, Jiang Chen was truly convinced.
If it wasn't for the system.
Even if he trained for another ten years, he might not be Qian Gaohua's match.
"Yes, I'm just casually looking around…"
After getting Qian Gaohua's permission, Jiang Chen leisurely walked into the store. It looked like he was really just curious.
However, he did not realize that he had just walked into the shop.
Qian Gaohua, who was stepping on the sewing machine, swallowed hard, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
However, she still pretended to be calm and continued to step on the sewing machine.
The thief who was reading a novel was shocked by Qian Gaohua's acting skills.
The traditionalist thief admired the skill of grasping the psychology of the police.
Afraid that his stupid teammate would affect the Almighty's performance, Thief Kid simply lowered his head and continued reading the novel, pretending not to know anything.
At the same time, Jiang Chen, who walked into the store, didn't know about the battle outside.
He was just casually looking around.
In fact, he wanted to see where Qian Gaohua had put the stolen goods.
Usually, there would be a fixed hiding place for stolen goods at this kind of fixed selling point.
They would also be transported away on time every day.
Even if Jiang Chen couldn't find it now, he wouldn't panic. He would just wait until Qian Gaohua got off work.
The interior of the shop was not big. Two large laundry machines took up one-third of the space.
The steel frame above his head was full of washed clothes. The entire room was clean and orderly. It was obvious that Qian Gaohua was a little obsessed with cleanliness and kept everything in order.
He could see all the things he wanted to visit at a glance.
There was no suitable place to hide the stolen goods.
Thinking about it, it made sense. This kind of thousand-year-old vixen would be hollow even if she pulled out a strand of hair.
The place where he hid the stolen goods would be found so easily?
After looking around and not finding any flaws, Jiang Chen decided to retreat first. When Qian Gaohua got off work at night, he would definitely take the stolen goods away and not stay overnight in the store.
When the time came, he would come and catch him red-handed.
When the time came, he would learn where he had hidden the stolen goods.
It must be another form of art.
Just as Jiang Chen was about to turn around and walk out, a trash can at the exit immediately caught Jiang Chen's attention.
Why did this trash can feel so strange?
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