Wind Rises in Dragon City

The next day, Washington, a drive-through restaurant.

There were not many people in the restaurant, only about three or four tables were seated. Near the window, a young man was looking around.

This person was Zhiyang who participated in the assassination of Huo Dongsheng. He was wearing a half-sleeved T-shirt and a peaked cap, and was slowly drinking the free coffee in his cup.

He looks like he is enjoying his coffee, but his eyes are watching every passerby through the window.

"Waiter," he called out to the waitress, pointing to the empty cup, "have another cup of coffee."

The waiter came over with the coffee pot and filled Zhiyang's cup.

Zhiyang picked up the coffee cup and just took a sip when a figure suddenly appeared in his sight.

"jingling!"

The store door was pushed open, and the wind chime on the door was rang. A tall Caucasian man, wearing sunglasses and wearing a mask, strode towards Zhiyang's position and sat down.

"Why did you choose this kind of place...there are too many people." The man in the sunglasses whispered.

"No one pays attention to this kind of place." Zhiyang replied lightly.

The man in sunglasses was silent for a while, then stretched out his black-gloved hand, took out a white receipt, put it on the table, and gently pushed it to Zhiyang.

"Boat ticket." He lowered his voice: "Go to Pier 7, there is a silver speedboat, take his boat to the island. When you get there, an officer named Jones will wait for you on the shore, and he will take you to see what you want guy."

"Thank you." Zhiyang nodded, reached out and took out a thick brown paper bag from his clothes, and threw it on the table.

The man in sunglasses picked up the paper bag, pinched the thickness with his hands, and then quickly stuffed the paper bag into his arms.

"The favor owed to you has already been paid..." He stood up and growled in a low voice: "Don't look for me again next time."

Without looking back after speaking, he left the restaurant quickly.

Zhiyang didn't rush, and after drinking the coffee in the cup, he wiped his mouth, then stood up, and put the tip on the table.

…

Night, Gate Island.

A speedboat broke through the calm sea and drove towards the small pier at the back of the island.

And on the pier, a green military jeep was parked there, and a white officer was sitting in the car, looking around.

The speedboat docked slowly, and Zhiyang nimbly jumped onto the shore. He took a quick look around before walking towards the jeep.

After Zhiyang got into the car, Officer Jones sitting next to him didn't look at Zhiyang, but pointed to a set of military uniform on the seat, and said in a low voice, "Put it on."

Zhiyang didn't talk nonsense, and immediately took off his clothes, put on the military uniform, and dressed up like an ordinary soldier. Then the car started slowly and headed towards the island.

About ten minutes later, the car approached the heavily guarded Zhadao Prison. Through the window, Zhiyang could see soldiers walking back and forth on the fence. And the searchlights at the four corners are shining on the surroundings regularly.

With Jones leading the way, the car entered the prison smoothly, unimpeded along the way. When all the guards saw the white officer, they saluted immediately, and then lifted the railing to let him go.

After a while, the car stopped at the back door passage of the prison, and Zhiyang got out of the car with Jones.

"Follow me." Jones said very little, he dropped a sentence, and then walked directly into the passage with Zhiyang swaggeringly.

After passing through several iron gates in a row, Jones stood in front of a closed door and nodded to Zhiyang: "Go in...you only have ten minutes."

"Thank you." Zhiyang opened the door, which was a room for visiting. A glass wall divides the room into two halves, and an old man with gray hair sits opposite the glass wall.

Zhiyang walked over and sat in front of the old man, who was obviously stunned for a second, and then slowly said: "I don't know you."

Zhiyang glanced around and found that there was no camera installed on the wall, so he looked at the old man and said with a slight smile, "Once a stranger and acquaintance the second time, we'll get to know each other after a few more contacts."

The old man frowned slightly, and asked, "Which area are you in?"

Zhiyang lowered his voice: "Tsingyi Bureau..."

…

In Dragon City, at the gate of the Quantong Bureau, willow branches are swaying in the wind, and various office vehicles pass back and forth.

Across the street, a black SUV was parked. Yu Mingyuan closed his eyes and sat in the cab, smoking a cigarette.

In the time of a cigarette, the door opened, and Su Tianyu walked out with big strides alone.

He walked directly to the off-road vehicle, opened the door of the passenger seat and sat in.

"Why are you looking for me?" Su Tianyu looked at Yu Mingyuan and asked softly.

"Say hello to you." Yu Mingyuan popped the cigarette **** out of the window, and said, "I'll chase the line of the Chinese Labor Union, don't move on your side."

When Su Tianyu heard this, he immediately asked: "How far have you gotten? Have you found out why they met Zhao Yan?"

"I haven't found this yet," Yu Mingyuan waved his hand: "But I already have some clues. I just want to tell you, don't move the people on your side, otherwise it will easily conflict with me, and when the time comes, the water will wash away." to the Dragon King Temple."

Su Tianyu was silent for a while, and then slowly said: "Hold your arms...don't make it too much."

Yu Mingyuan smiled: "Okay, don't worry."

Hearing this, Su Tianyu stretched out his hand to put on his seat belt, and said, "Let's go, find a place to eat."

"Okay, I invite you."

…

St. Paul City, in an apartment.

Huang Peishan took a shower, then walked out of the bathroom naked with a big belly, and went straight to the bedroom.

There was a young girl lying on the bed in the bedroom. When she saw Huang Peishan, she immediately showed a smile of charging: "The pills are crushed, don't panic, drink it."

Huang Peishan is also a straightforward person. He pointed to the two-meter-high and three-meter-long cabinet next to him and said, "Go, pick one for yourself, and take your work tools. Add a tail, I like the furry feeling... .”

"Say it earlier." The girl got up and went to get props from the cabinet.

Huang Peishan smiled slightly, reached out to touch the crushed pills on the bedside table, and prepared to work like a little bull until four o'clock in the morning.

"Di Lingling!" The phone rang abruptly.

"Hello?" Huang Peishan answered the phone with a slightly uncomfortable tone.

A man's voice came from the phone: "President, there is movement in the prison...www.wuxiaspot.com~ the prison?"

"That's right, they called me just now." The man on the phone said softly, "Look, are you coming back, or let the eyeliner over there contact you directly?"

Huang Peishan rubbed his face, looked up and shouted: "Okay, don't take it!"

"Huh?" The girl was startled.

"I'm going back now!" Huang Peishan hung up the phone, got up and said, "I have to go, let's talk about it tomorrow."

The girl held a stick more than ten centimeters long, and walked over: "Don't be too tired."

"I told you, don't take it."

"...Then it's not fun for me to stay by myself!"

"Wow!" Huang Peishan was stunned for three seconds, changed his clothes quickly, and left the paradise quickly, and called Huo Dongsheng: "President, I have found some news here. Yes, it is Tsing Yi That kid from the bureau...!"