Looking at Tan Long wearing a pair of sunglasses, a moustache and a suit leaning against the wall of the nightclub, I was obviously not able to respond.

Didn't he say he couldn't come? Why suddenly came again?

And he found me so quickly that he didn't help me when he saw me go in alone just now.

"The information you want." Tan Long handed me a file bag.

"Find Sun Qiang's whereabouts?" I took the file bag, opened it directly and took out a document. It was Sun Qiang, but it was not. The photo was his. I knew that the name was not Sun Qiang, but Wang Qiang....