Wind Rises in Dragon City

Dragon City, Yu Mingyuan's villa.

Yu Mingyuan sat on the balcony on the second floor, enjoying the wind and smoking a cigarette.

He looked into the distance, a little deep. It was raining outside, and the rain was sliding down the glass roof overhead and onto the courtyard below.

The balcony door was suddenly pushed open behind him, and Zhou Tonghui strode in.

"Mingyuan, are you looking for me?"

Zhou Tonghui sat directly on the chair opposite Yu Mingyuan, and then patted the water droplets on his coat: "This rain, it will fall as soon as you say it will."

"Xiao Yu contacted me." Yu Mingyuan looked away, picked up the cigarette case, took out a cigarette and handed it to Zhou Tonghui: "It has been confirmed, that Zhao Yan is from the Central Bureau."

Zhou Tonghui reached out to take the cigarette: "This Huo Dongsheng, he met with the Central Bureau in secret, does he have an idea?"

Yu Mingyuan frowned: "There must be an idea... But to what extent, only they know... I think there will be a lot of room for maneuvering."

"How to say?" Zhou Tonghui lit a cigarette, looked at Yu Mingyuan and asked.

Yu Mingyuan didn't answer right away. He got up slowly, pacing back and forth on the balcony with a cigarette in his mouth, and said while meditating: "Look, why did he only bring his own direct descendants when he met Zhao Yan? Yan died, but the police didn't release his information? Huo Dongsheng must have tried to cover it up, he didn't want others to know about this meeting. So who is he going to hide from?"

"Wang family faction?" Zhou Tonghui asked with a frown.

"That's right!" Yu Mingyuan nodded, turned around, and said to Zhou Tonghui: "These behaviors of Huo Dongsheng actually conveyed a lot of information to us. Bringing direct lineage, hiding the news of Zhao Yan's death, deliberately suppressing things , These instinctive reactions all have obvious factional consciousness. I think that the invisible and intangible invisible wall inside the Chinese labor union before has revealed its clues."

Zhou Tonghui stubbed out the cigarette butt: "It makes sense."

Yu Mingyuan lowered his head and thought for a while.

About five or six minutes later, he raised his head and told Zhou Tonghui: "Well, you find a way to let Zhiyang meet with the people in the prison."

"Hmm..." Zhou Tonghui thought for a while, and then asked, "But...wouldn't it be better for the General Administration to arrange this matter? After all, their channels in this area are much stronger than ours."

"No!" Yu Mingyuan waved his hand: "Don't let Xiaoyu do this... If you let him know...he will definitely not agree."

Zhou Tonghui looked at Yu Mingyuan, the two of them were silent for a while, then Zhou Tonghui nodded: "Okay, then I'll do it."

Zhou Tonghui was about to get up and go out, but Yu Mingyuan suddenly remembered something, and suddenly shouted: "Hey, wait a minute, Tonghui."

Yu Mingyuan asked again: "Let Zhiyang figure out a way for himself... No, forget it, let him use the relationship with the Tsingyi Bureau to meet the people in the prison. You must not use our relationship here, and try not to use social connections ,Understand?"

"I understand what you mean." Zhou Tonghui nodded: "I'll go find him."

"Well, it's been hard work."

After Zhou Tonghui left, Yu Mingyuan stood up again, and walked slowly to the edge of the balcony, with only a flash of hesitation in his heart.

…

A high-end private hospital in Shengbao City.

In the ward of the double room, Huang Peishan and Dong Ke, who were wearing hospital gowns, were sitting at a small table next to the hospital bed. On the table were a small bottle of white wine and four plates of seafood. Huang Peishan lowered his head and was chewing salt and pepper shrimp. Dong Ke sat across from him, gently covering his swollen cheeks, with a worried look on his face.

On another hospital bed behind the two, Liu Tao was lying on it in a daze, his crotch was wrapped in a thick bandage, and he couldn't even put on his pants, so he had to put a quilt on his hairy legs. He was holding the bottle, moaning and moaning, apparently feeling a little uncomfortable.

"Old Huang... tell me, am I...going to worship in the temple...?"

Dong Ke said vaguely, he took a towel and wiped off the saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth. Half of his teeth were gone, and Lao Dong's lips and gums were swollen as if stuffed with sausages.

Lao Huang gnawed on the Pipi shrimp and said, "Do you still believe this?"

"I just... want to get rid of the bad luck..." Dong Ke's old face looked a little naive: "I have... recently... a bit of bad luck."

"That's fine." Huang Peishan spat out the shrimp skins on the ground: "In a few days, I'll introduce you to a master who charges 50,000 yuan a time."

"I heard that that person is...from Tsingyi Bureau..." Dong Ke wiped his saliva again: "Is this...confirmed?"

"What the hell? Please explain clearly." Dong Ke was struggling to speak now, and Huang Peishan was also struggling to listen.

"I...said...the person is from the Tsingyi Bureau...are you sure?" Dong Ke could only elongate the voice of each word, trying to speak clearly.

"I'm sure." Huang Peishan heard clearly now, and he nodded: "But this person was fired a year ago, but I don't know why he was fired. Information about this is all in the Tsingyi Bureau." Confidential files, my people can't get in touch..."

Huang Peishan put down the Pippi Shrimp in his hand, couldn't help frowning, and said softly: "Old Dong, you said let me investigate this matter... Where can I go to investigate? I am more angry than anyone else now, so I can only Come here to whine with the two of you."

Dong Ke covered his cheeks, nodded and said nothing. Liu Tao, who was lying on the side, also groaned twice, as if echoing Huang Peishan.

Huang Peishan sighed, and picked up another Pippi shrimp: "This person can't be found now, but if we can find him, we will understand why the Tsingyi Bureau wants to kill us..."

Huang Peishan's eyes revealed a hint of confusion: "But I don't understand why the people from the Tsingyi Bureau want to kill us? It stands to reason that we don't have a clear attitude now. They should take the route of wooing, right?"

"Things are a bit strange." Dong Kela said in a long voice: "Anyway... you should hurry up and investigate~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I also...find someone to help you. I also have some hidden clues in...the first area. "

"Okay, let's work hard together with the troika of the Chinese Labor Union, and quickly figure this out." Huang Peishan picked up his wine glass and invited casually: "What's the point?! It's so hot!"

Dong Ke yelled loudly, and shouted anxiously: "I-can-not, it's already very hot!"

"Come on, give me some." Old Liu opened his eyes beside him: "I'm really a little hungry."

"It's very spicy, can you stand it?" Huang Peishan asked with concern.

"I don't eat while I'm on the horse... There's nothing I can't bear." Old Liu sat up on the side of the bed: "Move the table over."

"Come on, eat some caviar, tonic!" Huang Peishan moved the table.

"??!"

Lao Liu lay on the bed with his legs crossed, squinted at Lao Huang and replied, "Is this the same thing? Just make up for me, don't make me pregnant!"