Feng Jing gestured for Ji Yu to take out the box that he had prepared in advance and placed it in front of Wu Hao. He opened the suitcase. It was filled with cash.
"What is this?" Wu Hao felt that it was unlikely that this money was provided by the police. He looked at Feng Jing in confusion.
"It's my own money. It's fine if I lose. I want to get some information on the black market." Feng Jing was not short of money. As long as he could find clues, the money was not important.
Ji Yu and Yin Tao were a little surprised by Feng Jing's generosity. He indeed looked more like a free spending rich man now.
"This makes things easier. This money is the prerequisite for me. I couldn't enter before because I couldn't afford to play." Wu Hao knew that the black market had its own rules. Without enough money, one couldn't enter the high end places.
