On the way, Wei Wuji suddenly remembered something. He said to Yao Ling: "Brother, how do we split the money?"

"Half and half for each person …" What's the matter with you? " The two of them had been playing since childhood, and they had always been inseparable from each other.

Wei Wuji felt a little embarrassed and said: "Then, can you give me some first?"

Yao Ling glanced at him with the cigarette in her mouth and asked, "Sure …" Is there anything you need money for? "

"Not really … I just want to buy something in a bit. My girlfriend likes dolls, so I promised to give it to her.

"Fuck, that's all?" Yao Ling reached out to his pockets and took out some soft money and passed it to Wei Wuji: "You can take this first and buy it. The money on the account will be divided between us after we settle the matter with the old donkey."

Wei Wuji did not extend his hand to take it. Instead, he laughed foolishly and said awkwardly: "No …" "Not enough."

Yao Ling wrinkled her brows and asked with disdain, "What kind of child is this? Is this not enough?" "You sure are wasteful. How much do you want?"

Wei Wuji stretched out his finger and smiled even more awkwardly.

"Fuck, ten thousand?" "You really can bear to part with your capital."

"No …" Not... "It's 10,000, 10,000 euros …" Wei Wuji added some corrections.

Yao Ling stopped the car by the side of the road and looked seriously at Wei Wuji. Then, he reached out his hand to rub Wei Wuji's head and said: "Are you having a fever? What the f * ck was a hundred thousand dollars a doll, and how much was it to buy a living talent? Are you f * * king crazy or are you stupid? You've only known this girl for a few days, and you're already spending money like that? "To rob a bank?

Wei Wuji did not say a word as he sat there quietly like a child who had made a mistake. Yao Lao shook his head and sighed: "Normally, I should be a few years older than you. After all, I'm not your father … Forget it, I don't care how you spend your own money. I'll go get it for you later.

"Bro, forget it, I'm not buying anymore. You're right, I'm also a bug in the brain. Fuck, what's going on …"

Yao Ling laughed out loud and said, "That's right, we'll just drag you to the store later and buy something cheaper. It's a good intention, if she's interested, she wouldn't think it's bad, but if she really thinks it's bad, then even a man wouldn't be able to take care of this kind of girl. Later, Big Brother will bring you to that new clubhouse, that big black silk, I guarantee you forgot this." He lit up a cigarette and asked Wei Wuji: "Oh right, what kind of doll are you looking to buy? Why is it so expensive?"

Wei Wuji smacked his lips and said: "Then what do you call it, a BJD doll. "Ball …"

"What the hell, a ball-joint doll, right?"

"Yeah, this is it. I don't know why this thing is so expensive, but she just likes it."

He knew that Wei Wuji's family was very rich in business and he was already used to being a young master. Although he ran away from home and returned to the North to spend a few years with him, he still couldn't get rid of his temper of not taking money for money. "Go home first. Buying it or not is your own business. We'll talk about it when we get back."

At the same time, Ashley and the little girl had arrived at a jail outside the Fifth Ring Area. There, they had locked up some of the foreign suspects, and with the help of a friend, Ashley had obtained information about the Japanese man who tried to assassinate him and had a short conversation with him.

The Japanese was named Yishiro Fukuda, a three-tier county resident. His family fished out of the sea for generations and organized the sea women to fish for clams and pearls. His father was well-known in the area and owned a fleet of ocean-going ships that hunted whales. Ichiro was born with a high fever and later became lame. That was why his father changed his name to Ichiro. Izanagi, the creator of the world in Japanese mythology, and his sister, Ran Ching, gave birth to an abominable child, Izanuela, who was exiled to the sea. Izanuela was later revered by the fishermen as the patron saint and god of wealth of the sea, and as the incarnation of the whale shark, and was therefore also known as Huibixiu. Yi Sanlang's father had given his child this name because he hoped that he wouldn't care about his handicap and would be lucky enough to inherit the boat in the future. However, when Yi Sanlang was eighteen years old and following his fleet out to sea for the first time to catch whales, bad luck had fallen upon him. First, he had been attacked at sea by vessels opposing the whaling organization, resulting in the death of several of his crew members and the damage to his ship. Unexpectedly, Ichiro's father was invited by a Russian fishing company to discuss cooperation between them. However, Ichiro never showed up. After all these years, no one died and no one was found. It became an unsolved case. Of course, Yashuro refused to give up on his missing father, but after years of nothing, it was only when one of his police friends joined an international cybercrime organization called the Hells Cinema that he found an important clue: The victim killed and barbequed in a film posted on the organization's paid website was very much like Yashuro's father. Ichiro was devastated. He had known for years that his father was going to die, but he had never thought that he would end up like this. He spent all his money trying to find the man behind the scenes, and all the signs pointed to an animal protection fund: IFWA.

In addition to being shocked and sad, she also felt a sense of joy at seeing hope. With sufficient preparation and her honesty, she gained Yi Sanlang's trust, and the two of them reached an agreement and gave her a very important piece of information. With this information, Ashley soon formed a crazy organization in her mind that would target her father. She believed that she was a kind girl, and she also believed that she did not know much about what her father had done. She believed that once she knew about the terrible things that had happened, she would stand on her side, but she did not dare to reveal her thoughts to the girl. After all, her father had saved her and raised her.

Although the little girl thought Ashley was weird today, she didn't think too much about it. She only had one belief in her life, and that was to protect her adoptive father, Ma Zhang Zhan, and her dear sister.

Ashley got into the car and, without waiting for the girl to make a gesture, said to her, "Go to China Mercantile, I'm going to see a friend."

At the same time, Yao Yun and Wei Wuji had already returned home. Yao Yun turned on the computer and divided the money according to the purpose of the transaction. Then, he handed over Wei Wuji's share to him. Feeling a little embarrassed, Wuji said to Yao Ling, "Big Brother, you're still injured so you should rest first. Why are you so anxious to get rid of it …"

Yao Ling faintly smiled and said, "Fourth Bro, it's not easy for you to meet a girl you genuinely like. Since we've already earned some money, let's spend it as you please." "I was afraid that we would not be able to carry the money with us and that we would spend it all on the old donkey's family, so I divided the money beforehand. Tomorrow, I will go and take care of the old donkey's family matters, and then I will go to the doctor." He went to change his clothes, opened a drawer and took out a small satchel. He lit a cigarette and was about to go out.

"Hey, brother, you haven't recovered from your injuries. Where are you going if you're not resting?" Wei Wuji asked with concern.

Yao Ling opened the door to her room and walked out without looking back. She said, "I'm going out to do something. You sleep on your own. I'll call you when I'm done."

Once they were outside, Yao Ling took a deep breath of the cold wind before driving to a sports goods store near Sunset Temple. The shopkeeper was a man in his forties from the northwest. After entering the shop, Yao Lin only nodded at him as a form of greeting, then took out a piece of paper and handed it to him. The storekeeper took it and swept his gaze over it expressionlessly before entering the small storehouse behind him. After about half an hour, the shop owner came out of the small storage room with a black, large, and heavy handbag in his hand, which he handed over to Yao Ling, who returned with a thick, brown paper bag. The shop owner did not open the bag to count the money, but rather threw it into a cardboard box under the counter that was filled with ski protective gear.

This shopkeeper was a friend of Yao's from many years ago. Daoer always called him Commander Lei, a man from Shaanxi Province who had been doing business in Beijing for more than ten years. On the surface, he was selling skiing appliances, but it was said that as long as he was willing to pay, there was nothing he couldn't get his hands on. The reason why he wanted to buy these was because he knew that Ashley was definitely not just the person in charge of an ostensibly foreign mobility fund. She must have come looking for him for a reason that he couldn't explain, but he needed money, he needed a lot of money, and in order to get the money he had to work for this woman, but he wasn't stupid and didn't want to die, so he wasn't going to be a gun and a scapegoat for this woman. After parking the car in the vicinity, they came to a basement passageway. He walked in the dark to the room at the end of the corridor, took out the key, opened the door, and walked in while holding his breath.