Scholars in the courtyard

Shanghai.

Zheng Chaoyang looked at the middle-aged man eating rice noodles in front of him, and then glanced at the puppy lying on the ground beside him, also eating rice noodles.

The whole person became messy.

The dozens of people in their police station are not as efficient as a dog.

He picked up the chopsticks, picked up the rice noodles and tasted it, and then shouted to a nearby place, "Waiter, give me some spicy food."

After a while, a bottle of chili noodles was brought over, and Zheng Chaoyang used chopsticks to pick out some and sprinkle it on the rice noodles.

"Chief Zheng, you also like to eat chili peppers."

The middle-aged man smelled the chili powder in the air and instinctively raised his head back.

"Well, when I was in Sijiu City, I liked the taste of mutton soup."

"Later, when I moved to Shanghai, the food here was all sweet. I couldn't get used to it, so I liked to add some chili pepper."

Zheng Chaoyang said with a smile.

The middle-aged man in front of him is Chen Changjun, the son of Uncle Chen's family that Yang Xiaotao mentioned.

He has also investigated this man. He is an excellent worker himself and his wife is also a worker.

This kind of dual-income family itself illustrates the problem of composition.

Besides, this operation also requires his cooperation, so the relationship between the two is good, and some things will not be hidden.

Chen Changjun nodded, "When I was a kid in Sijiu City, I often went to the mutton stall outside the alley to drink soup. But I didn't have money at that time, so all I drank was in small bowls, and I only drank the soup, which made my stomach full. , but as soon as I went home and peeed, I felt discouraged.”

As Chen Changjun said, Zheng Chaoyang smiled and nodded, "Yes, me too, me too."

"After I finished drinking, I didn't dare to leave quickly for fear of being drunk."

The two immediately had a common memory of childhood.

"It's just that after living in Shanghai these years, my wife at home doesn't eat spicy food. I haven't seen chili peppers in many years. I feel a little uncomfortable when I smell it at first."

Chen Changjun sighed with emotion, and Zheng Chaoyang had the same expression, "The environment can change a person's living habits."

Chen Changjun nodded, then put down the bowl, picked up the chili noodles and sprinkled some into it. Zheng Chaoyang was a little surprised, and saw Chen Changjun stirring the rice noodles with chopsticks, "The environment can change a person's habits, but it can't change the roots in his bones." ”

Zheng Chaoyang nodded in approval.

Just like when he returned to Sijiu City, he had an innate feeling of returning to his roots after falling leaves.

"By the way, Yang Xiaotao, how much do you know?"

"Xiao Tao?"

Chen Changjun stopped smiling and looked at Zheng Chaoyang with a suspicious expression.

"Don't get me wrong, I just want to get to know him."

Zheng Chaoyang was still smiling, and Chen Changjun lowered his head to pick up the bowl and fell into memories.

"Xiao Tao, he should be eight or nine years old when I left."

"At that time, their family moved in later than ours."

"Later, Xiaotao's mother died, and his father was alone in holding her. Someone in the courtyard proposed marriage to his father, but he rejected them all."

"We all know that his father doesn't want to find him a stepmother, and he doesn't want him to suffer."

"It's a pity that Uncle Gen is not so lucky."

Chen Changjun sighed with emotion. Some things he saw by himself, and some things he heard from his father and mother.

"Later on, Xiaotao also strived for success. In the whole yard, he was the best at studying."

"If nothing happens to Uncle Gen, I guess this kid can go to college and become a college student."

Zheng Chaoyang nodded after hearing this, "I don't think there is a problem with this. This guy is more interested in reading and studying than working."

"Haha, that's right. When this kid was studying when he was young, many people in the courtyard called him a nerd and laughed at him."

"But look now, the person who laughed at him has become a joke."

The two of them were eating and chatting about Yang Xiaotao.

"Section Chief, there's a situation."

While the two were talking, a young man ran over and whispered.

Zheng Chaoyang quickly put down the bowl, then picked up the water glass on the side and took a sip. Then he stood up and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Section Chief, the five targets we are monitoring, No. 12 and No. 8 are meeting each other."

"material."

Zheng Chaoyang asked hurriedly, and the clerk on the side immediately took out the information of the two people.

No. 8, Wang Guofu, male, 42 years old, coalfield worker.

No. 12, Xiang Jingrong, male, 40 years old, theater actor.

"Who is looking for whom of these two people?"

"No. 12 took the initiative."

"Are you still here?"

"Yes, the two met in the park. Although they were just passing by, they definitely exchanged information."

The clerk said affirmatively, Zheng Chaoyang frowned, and then looked at Chen Changjun, "Comrade Chen Changjun, we are going to trouble your Wanghu family again."

Chen Changjun nodded, "Huzi, let's start work."

Wanghu licked the bowl, then stood up and shook his body, looked at Zheng Chaoyang, and said "Wangwang" twice.

It still remembers that it was the person in front of it that scared its little master to tears.

Zheng Chaoyang was yelled twice by Wang Hu and felt helpless.

These days, the dog has not been very friendly to him, which is why Chen Changjun follows him.

Otherwise, not to mention using it to search for enemies, it would be good if it doesn't bite him.

Chen Changjun touched Wang Hu's head and nodded to Zheng Chaoyang.

After a while, Chen Changjun and Zheng Chaoyang led people to follow Wang Hu from a distance. In front of Wang Hu, there was a figure walking like ordinary people walking.

"Chief Zheng, have we been here before?"

Chen Changjun suddenly asked when he was passing by the street.

Zheng Chaoyang was frowning and thinking about something, and when he heard what Chen Changjun said, he immediately became alert.

Then he patted his thigh.

The enemy is circling and conducting counter-reconnaissance!

Careless, careless!

Zheng Chaoyang's expression changed drastically. With Wang Hu's help, he actually relaxed his vigilance.

Almost exposed.

Fortunately, it was discovered early and there should be no exposure.

"Let's go, let's go!"

"Let's go aside. You let Wang Hu move freely and ignore the rest."

Chen Changjun nodded and then walked aside.

Wanghu looked back, not knowing what it meant, so he continued to move forward, leaving some liquid beside him from time to time.

After Zheng Chaoyang and others came to a dark corner, they disappeared.

"Section Chief, are you missing me?"

The clerk whispered to the side that although the other party was counter-reconnaissance, they were not vegetarians.

What's more, the other party's situation has been completely grasped, and he can't grasp it in just a moment's notice.

"This is not his residence."

Zheng Chaoyang recalled Xiang Jingrong's information and found that this place did not match his residence.

"Section Chief, this is indeed not his residence."

"Then what is he doing here?"

Zheng Chaoyang looked suspicious, and the investigator shook his head.

"This is the first time he has come here during this period. We had no information in this regard before."

"Section Chief, do you want to go in and control him?"

Zheng Chaoyang thought for a moment, then shook his head, "No, it's better to be still than to move at this time."

"Let's wait, maybe we'll get something."

Zheng Chaoyang's eyes were deep and he placed everything in his heart on Wang Hu.

"Look ahead, it's dark"

An old-fashioned accent came from Xiang Jingrong's mouth, quite like a stage troupe's airs.

Everyone around me looked at him twice, and many of them knew him and said hello.

Xiang Jingrong looked aside as he walked.

After confirming that there was no tail, he hummed a little tune and entered the residential complex leisurely.

After a while, Xiang Jingrong came to a door on the top floor, looked around, and then knocked on the door.

After a while, the door opened and Xiang Jingrong stepped in.

In the room, a middle-aged woman wearing white short-sleeved shorts stood aside and looked out through the window.

Although the woman is not young, she has a well-proportioned figure. The short sleeves she wears cannot cover her figure, and her short hair adds a bit of sophistication.

After Xiang Jingrong came in, the woman closed the curtains with an indifferent expression.

"Haven't seen enough?"

The woman said coldly, which made Xiang Jingrong's heart tremble.

"What do I think of my wife?"

Xiang Jingrong said forcefully, "I'm not leaving tonight, so I'll sleep here with you."

Then he sat aside, picked up the thermos bottle on the table, filled the jar with water and took a sip.

The woman sneered, "Oh, aren't you afraid of being seen?"

"If you see it, you will see it. I will be a romantic ghost tonight."

Hearing Xiang Jingrong say this, the woman's originally cold face suddenly showed a smile, like a blooming peony, and then she unbuttoned one button on her chest, which made Xiang Jingrong's heart beat faster.

However, Xiang Jingrong still has some sense at the moment. He knows that he has something serious to do this time, so he takes a sip of water and continues, "I went to see Wang Guofu. I have told him the news and asked him to be prepared. The specific time of action will be Notice again.”

The woman nodded slightly, then sat on the chair next to her, crossed her legs, took out a cigarette and lit it.

Xiang Jingrong looked at it and couldn't help but reach out and touch it. The woman didn't mind.

"This operation is over, let's leave. After all, this is not our home."

Xiang Jingrong was feeling the softness and smoothness. When he heard the woman say this, his heart tightened, and then he asked, "Is something wrong?"

The woman shook her head, "No, I just feel uneasy and feel like something is wrong this time."

"There's something wrong. Isn't this how it has been for so many years?"

"This time, if someone hadn't activated us last time, I would have thought I was a human being."

Xiang Jingrong said mockingly to himself, and the woman also became indifferent.

The peaceful days are broken, and we are about to step into the bloody storm again. The change is so fast that people are at a loss as to what to do.

"You said, both of them have the opportunity to take action this time, why do they have to do it for us?"

"The one to the north is Sijiu City, and there are people in the south. Can't they just take action?"

"Our mission is already difficult, and this makes us kill people."

Seeing that the woman was silent, Xiang Jingrong asked again.

The woman shook the cigarette ashes on the back of Xiang Jingrong's hand and said casually, "They didn't want to get their hands dirty, so they used our hands to do it."

Xiang Jingrong sneered, "Then when you're done, push us out to dispel each other's anger, right?"

The woman nodded, then looked at Xiang Jingrong, "Isn't this our fate?"

Xiang Jingrong was silent.

The woman continued to smile, "Think about your parents, relatives, and children back then."

"We're guilty, what's their crime?"

"Thinking about what they have gone through, I feel that giving them a knife here will make this life worthwhile."

Xiang Jingrong didn't say much, but there was a flame of revenge in his eyes.

"By the way, do you want to do the temporarily added tasks this time together or in order?"

The woman listened and puffed on her cigarette, then looked at Xiang Jingrong, "Of course we can do it together."

"Kill one and the enemy will be heartbroken."

"Kill two, and the enemy will feel heartbroken."

The woman laughed wildly, and then pressed the cigarette butt on the back of Xiang Jingrong's hand. The severe pain made him grab the flesh on his leg involuntarily. The two of them smiled grimly for a while, "Besides, we have good things that will make them live a life worse than death."

Xiang Jingrong shuddered suddenly after hearing this, and looked at the woman with fear.

No, it was fear of the "good thing".

He had seen with his own eyes a strong man who, just because he was touched by this good thing, was like a dog, doing whatever he was told to do.

Even if it meant betraying the faith in his heart, he would not hesitate.

This thing is the devil.

If you are touched, you will go to hell.

The woman saw Xiang Jingrong's fear, leaned forward, and then grabbed his hand to explore inside.

"Don't worry, that thing is very expensive, and it is not worth using on ordinary targets."

Xiang Jingrong nodded with a pursed mouth.

Xiang Jingrong finally didn't fulfill his promise to enter the house. After he finished speaking, he immediately stood up and left.

The woman didn't try to keep him. After sending him away, she looked at the window for a while. After making sure that no one was following her, she sat back on the bed.

She pondered for a moment, then picked up a book on the bedside, opened it and flipped through it until she felt sleepy, then she lay down to rest.

While the woman was sleeping, a puppy suddenly appeared downstairs, then wagged its tail behind her and climbed up the stairs.

In the darkness, a pair of angry eyes stared through the lenses!