Jiang Yuelou was full of aura, striding towards Zhao Jingming, taking off the gold-rimmed glasses chicly while walking, revealing a pair of cold and domineering eyes.
All the guests at the scene were shocked by his aura, but no one reacted and questioned why he appeared here as a prisoner.
Zhao Jingming's face was pale, watching Jiang Yuelou approaching step by step, trembling with fright. Suddenly, he forcefully threw the donation table towards Jiangyuelou, panicked and fled in any direction.
Jiang Yuelou's figure was vigorous, and she turned slightly to avoid the donation table. At the same time, she drew her gun and hit Zhao Jingming's leg firmly and firmly. Zhao Jingming staggered and fell to the ground.
All of a sudden, the guests were in chaos and avoided.
Sun Yongren and Song Rong squeezed out of the crowd and ran forward, quickly controlling Zhao Jingming.
At this time, Jiang Yuelou had already put away his gun, and stood on the stage facing the chaotic guests and said calmly, "I am Jiang Yuelou, the Jiang Yuelou who killed someone the day before yesterday, aroused public anger, and was arrested and imprisoned. I You know, my killing was a bit extreme and it scared some people, but you can rest assured that I will never kill an innocent person under Jiang Yuelou's gun."
The guests calmed down their shock a little, and seeing Jiang Yuelou's upright face and his eloquent speech, they applauded unanimously.
Chu Ran held the camera and kept pressing the shutter, wanting to preserve this man who seemed to be shining forever.
"When I was misunderstood and criticized by everyone, I was very fortunate to have a few people who trusted me wholeheartedly." Jiang Yuelou said, looking at Chen Yuzhi in the audience, the two of them smiled knowingly.
Zhan Junbai walked up to Bai Jinbo, looked at everything on the stage side by side with him, and chuckled lightly: "Director Bai is really a good strategy, congratulations."
Bai Jinbo smiled humbly, and winked at Song Rong and Sun Yongren. The two understood, and escorted Zhao Jingming out along the passage deliberately made by the guests.
Zhao Jingming could hardly stand up, and was dragged forward, changing his previous elegant image, very embarrassed. He struggled and shouted heart-piercingly: "I'm not the third master, I'm not!"
Zhan Junbai kept following his figure, and couldn't help but let out a sigh.
Bai Jinbo thought that he was sad because of his friend's true identity and couldn't comfort him, so he patted him on the shoulder.
Chen Yuzhi's plan has been a great success, and the next step is the matter of the police station. Jiang Yuelou greeted him, and followed Zhao Jingming, ready to go back for an immediate interrogation.
Standing in the crowd, Wang Meng saw the scene of Zhao Jingming being arrested, and his heart flashed with joy. He finally took revenge to comfort his mother's spirit in heaven.
Just when everyone thought the dust had settled, the door was suddenly knocked open, and Zhao Jingming's driver broke in with a gun, and shot in Zhao Jingming's direction without hesitation. That posture didn't look like saving people, but more like It's silence.
With sharp eyes and quick hands, Jiang Yuelou grabbed Zhao Jingming and threw himself to the side. The two of them fell to the ground at the same time, narrowly avoiding bullets.
The guests at the scene became chaotic again, screaming one after another, Song Rong and Sun Yongren immediately drew their guns and prepared to fight back, but the driver was aggressive and got the upper hand for a while.
Wang Meng was the closest to the driver. He didn't have a weapon, but he rushed forward without hesitation, and tightly controlled him from behind. The driver backhanded angrily and shot Wang Meng in the chest, causing him to be so painful that he couldn't breathe. But he refused to let go, and the driver was so angry that he fired another shot.
Zhao Jingming tried to escape in the chaos, but was pressed to the ground by Jiang Yuelou three or two times.
Blood gushed from the corner of Wang Meng's mouth, and he leaned his back against the pillars in the hall, firmly controlled the driver in front of him, and shouted at Song Rong and Sun Yongren: "Shoot!"
Sun Yongren hesitated for a moment, but Song Rong calmed down and shot at the driver with a gun. The driver's body shook, and he was shot in the heart. Wang Meng, who was behind him, suffered part of the impact force, followed by a shock, and vomited blood.
He fell down while holding the driver tightly, and the two died together.
Chen Yuzhi looked at Wang Meng's slightly raised mouth before he died, his eyes flashed with unbearable, turned his head and looked at Jiang Yuelou, both of them sighed.
This incident made Jiang Yuelou alert, and personally escorted Zhao Jingming to the prison of the police station, where the interrogation began overnight.
Zhao Jingming was handcuffed and beaten several times. His head drooped weakly. He has always been well-clothed and well-fed, so he has never suffered such a crime, but he does not let go, and keeps repeating: "I am not the third master... I am not the third master..."
Sun Yongren and Song Rong went back to Jiangyuelou's office to report. Sun Yongren complained: "Boss, he still doesn't recruit, insisting that he is not the third master."
"Have the guys from Daxing Foreign Bank been audited? Does anyone know where that batch of soap went?" Jiang Yuelou angrily tossed his pen aside.
"After reviewing it twice, it was said that it was just ordinary soap, a gift for old customers, and not for sale."
Jiang Yuelou's eyes brightened: "Those old customers are most likely to be buying opium. On the surface, they are buying foreign goods and giving gifts, but in fact, these gifts are the real goods that are traded."
"It's a pity that the detailed account books of the transaction are missing. Otherwise, if we dig down these lists, we should be able to dig out other opium sales channels."
As soon as Song Rong finished speaking, there was a knock on the door. Sun Yongren ran to open the door cleverly, and saw Zhan Junbai and Zhao Moqing standing outside.
Zhao Moqing was holding a big gift box in his hand, and there were much more things prepared in it than the ones he had chosen in front of Sun Yongren.
It was originally intended to give gifts to courtship, but now it has become a courtship for brother.
Sun Yongren and Song Rong had very winking eyes, and they left together on the pretext of being busy.
"Director Zhan, I want to have a private chat with Section Chief Jiang." Zhao Moqing looked at Jiang Yuelou, but he was speaking to Zhan Junbai.
Zhan Junbai had been entangled by Zhao Moqing for a long time before agreeing to bring her to see Jiang Yuelou, and he didn't want to get involved at the moment, "It just so happens that I'm going to find Director Bai. You can talk."
He greeted Jiang Yuelou, turned and left, and closed the office door behind him.
Zhao Moqing put the big gift box on the desk, looked expectantly at Jiang Yuelou, and begged, "Chief Jiang, my brother was wronged."
"Have you finished? I have something else to do, so I won't keep Ms. Zhao any longer." Jiang Yuelou didn't look at the gift box, got up and walked out, with an extremely impatient expression.
When passing by Zhao Moqing, she was suddenly hugged from behind, her exquisite body pressed against him tightly.
"As long as you let my brother go, I can agree to any conditions." Zhao Moqing was tearful, completely lost his dignity, and gritted his teeth to hint.
Jiang Yuelou stopped and looked down at the hands around his waist, completely unmoved, and even called "let go" coldly and severely.
But Zhao Moqing was completely desperate, not only did not do what he wished, but also raised his hand to caress his chest, and put his face close to his neck, wanting to take the initiative to kiss him, exchanging his lust for Zhao Jingming's life.
This move completely annoyed Jiang Yuelou. He shook his shoulders back, knocked Zhao Moqing away, and took a few steps forward, completely ignoring Zhao Moqing's staggering and nearly falling, and said word by word: "Let me say this one last time, Zhao Jingming, I will never let go. Don't insult me, dirty."
Zhao Moqing's face was full of despair, he raised his hand to quickly wipe away his tears, and babbled angrily: "You forced me, you forced me!"
She turned and ran out, slamming the door heavily.
Jiang Yuelou's expression didn't change. He didn't care about Zhao Moqing's madness at all. He returned to the desk, picked up the big gift box, and threw it out of the window, which happened to hit Zhao Moqing in front of him.
Zhao Moqing completely lost his mind, rushed to Zhan Junbai's car in two or three steps, opened the door of the driver's cab without saying a word, and went straight to grab the gun on Qiu Ming's waist.
Qiu Ming was taken aback by her, and quickly protected his gun. And Zhao Moqing also got angry, shouting "Give me! Give me the gun!" while patting Qiu Ming's hand.
Qiu Ming didn't hold on for long, and half pushed and half pushed Zhao Moqing to snatch the gun away.
He looked at Zhao Moqing who turned around and ran back to the police station with a gun, showing an imperceptible smile.
Jiang Yuelou adjusted the uniform that was crumpled by Zhao Moqing, went out, and went to the prison with Zhan Junbai who came out of Bai Jinbo's office.
The two entered along the corridor side by side, and Zhan Junbai sighed to Jiang Yuelou: "I really didn't expect that this person is actually Brother Zhao."
"It's really lurking deep."
"A friend, I want to see him off. Brother Yuelou, don't you mind?"
Jiang Yuelou did not speak, but expressed it with actions. He opened the iron door of the prison, and the scene in the cell was unobstructed.
Zhao Jingming was muttering to himself, when he heard the door knock, he looked up and became excited.
"I'm not the third master! Brother Zhan, help me to appeal! I was wronged!"
He frantically wanted to rush towards Zhan Junbai, but his feet were handcuffed in a fixed position, and the range of motion was very small, so all struggles were futile.
Zhan Junbai stood at the door without moving, sighed, and said compassionately: "Brother Zhao, it's all come to this point, it's useless for you to quibble, it's better to confess earlier, so as not to suffer."
Jiang Yuelou watched Zhan Junbai's persuasion, and silently observed Zhao Jingming's expression.
"It's not me, why should I admit it? If I admit it, I'm dead. I don't want to die! I can't die!"
Facing Zhao Jingming's clamor, Zhan Junbai looked at Jiang Yuelou and shook his head helplessly.
Jiang Yuelou didn't expect Zhan Junbai's few words to convince Zhao Jingming, so he sternly said, "Zhao Jingming, I advise you to save some effort. Before you confess, you won't be able to eat or drink."
Zhao Jingming stared at Jiang Yuelou angrily, spat, and cursed: "Well, you Jiang Yuelou, just to avenge your own murder and take me as the blame. Let me tell you, I don't accept it, I want to appeal, I'm going to Peiping appeals!"
"Do you think there is still a chance to go out? You know if it is framed. Don't think that if Wang Meng dies, I won't have anyone to prove it. Is the wind by the lake fresher, so Section Chief Zhao especially likes to go?"
Zhao Jingming's eyes tightened, and the curse that was about to blurt out was stuck in his throat. He knew that he had exposed himself too thoroughly, but he still didn't give up. He quibbled: "I have a deal with Jinmatang, but I just sell opium to make some dirty money. Wu Shuwei, Qian Tongqing, and Li Chao are all with me. I'm fine… "
Before he finished speaking, Sun Yongren hurried in and reported to Jiang Yuelou: "Boss, Miss Zhao is here again, and she brought a gun. She said she wanted to see you, otherwise she would die at the police station."
This crazy woman. Jiang Yuelou frowned tightly.
"Mo Qing!" Hearing what his sister did, Zhao Jingming became agitated again, and his handcuffs and fetters clattered as he struggled.
"Brother Jiang, otherwise you should go and have a look, and I will persuade Brother Zhao." Zhan Junbai suggested from the side.
It is not an option to let that woman continue to make trouble, Jiang Yuelou thought for a moment, then nodded in agreement, turned and left in a hurry.
In the cell, only Zhan Junbai and Zhao Jingming were left.
"Brother Zhan, help me this time, I'll give you whatever you want. I'm really not a third master." Seeing that Jiang Yuelou was not there, Zhao Jingming immediately begged in a low voice.
Zhan Junbai slowly approached him, his worried expression was gone, replaced by a smile.
"Of course I know you're not the third master."
Zhao Jingming watched the whole process of his face-changing, and felt more and more that something was wrong, with a look of doubt on his face.
"Jin Ma Tang has become more and more stupid in doing things recently. You go to the lake and have a chat with Lao Huo, as... the third master." He suddenly remembered the last time he talked with the real third master. The third master was on the phone Li ordered so.
"Yes, third master." At that time, he still respectfully agreed.
But the other party laughed lightly on the phone, "No, you are the third master from now on."
This sentence suddenly leaped from memory to reality, and Zhan Junbai in front of him repeated this sentence at the same time as the laughter on the third master's phone.
So far, Zhao Jingming still doesn't understand anything. He looked at Zhan Junbai in shock, his mind went blank. After a long time, a sentence was squeezed out between the teeth: "You are the third master!"
Zhan Junbai smiled noncommittally, and looked at Zhao Jingming with contempt, as if scolding him for being stupid.
At this time, Zhao Jingming finally came to his senses, and stared at him suddenly: "You have already reached this point, so you push me to the front to be a scapegoat!"
"You're finally smart, but it's too late."
"Late? Of course it's not too late. Come, come!" Zhao Jingming shouted towards the door while talking.
Zhan Junbai was still calm, his eyes turned to pity again, and he talked about other things calmly. "Miss Mo Qing must be very worried about you being locked up here. Don't worry, I will take good care of her, yes, and your father and the company, I will take care of you too."
Of course Zhao Jingming could hear the threat inside and outside the words, and he didn't dare to continue shouting, his face was full of fear.
Outside the door, Sun Yongren ran over to check the situation, Zhan Junbai, the villain, complained first, pointed to his head, and said to him: "Oh, Section Chief Zhao has been hit too hard, it's not easy to work here."
Hearing this, Sun Yongren looked at Zhao Jingming, only to see that his whole body was as if struck by lightning, his eyes were dull, and there seemed to be nothing suspicious, so he was a little relieved.
"Give brother Zhao and me a little more time, and I'll advise him to think about it."
Sun Yongren agreed to close the door and leave, and the cell was quiet again.
Zhao Jingming's eyes were already red with anger, staring at the hypocritical Zhan Junbai, he spat aside: "Disgusting."
"I know." Zhan Junbai was not angry, but still had a smile on his face.
At this time, Zhao Jingming was still unwilling, and said viciously: "You are so sure, after I bite you out, Jiang Yuelou will not deal with you?"
His words were a joke to Zhan Junbai, so he immediately laughed out loud. "I never leave any evidence when I do things. You and I have worked together for four years, and even today, you have nothing to point me at. Even if I don't take the initiative to tell you, you won't know who the three are until you die. Lord."
Zhao Jingming looked at this man who was close at hand. He was completely different from Director Zhan who mentioned him in his memory and calmed the dispute between him and Jiang Yuelou. He was both strange and scary.
"Are you afraid? After all, you are still young."
"Wu Shuwei's death..."
Zhan Junbai straightened his sleeves with a smile, and replied casually: "I went in person." He seemed to be telling an anecdote, describing in detail how Wu Shuwei lost his life little by little in front of him, and commented: "Before he died, his reaction was similar to yours now, with an unbelievable expression on his face."
Zhao Jingming swallowed his saliva, his whole body began to tremble, and then asked: "Then Chen Keying's death was also designed by you?"
Zhan Junbai nodded his head as a matter of course, and made an explosive gesture at him, with a "bang" in his mouth, laughing like a child seeing fireworks.
At this time, Zhao Jingming felt deep fear and realized that he could not fight this man at all. The ridiculous thing is that he still pursues him all the time, but it is just a pawn in his hand that can be discarded at any time.
He thought about it carefully, and finally made a painful decision: "I will bear all the charges, and you promise to let the Zhao family and Mo Qing go."
Zhan Junbai nodded with a smile.
Zhao Jingming closed his eyes and tried to take a deep breath. When he opened them again, his face was calm, and there was no longer any desire to survive in his eyes.
He didn't know that his younger sister, Zhao Moqing, was standing at the gate of the prison with a determined face, pointing a gun at her temple, and was fighting to save him.
"Jiang Yuelou, let my brother out."
Jiang Yuelou is always cold towards her, and has no intention of pity for her.
"It's a grace not to send you to jail together. Don't challenge my bottom line."
Seeing that he was about to leave, Zhao Moqing became anxious and threatened, "If you don't let him go, I'll die here!" She said, putting her finger on the trigger, as if to shoot.
Jiang Yuelou had already walked to her side, turned his head to look at her, and smiled instead of anger: "Please go ahead. The morgue is not far anyway."
His words made Zhao Moqing lose his mind, closed his eyes, and shot into the open space in front of him with shaking hands, shouting: "Jiang Yuelou, don't think I dare!"
The bullet casing fell to the ground and stopped Jiang Yuelou's footsteps.
"Whether you dare or not has nothing to do with me. I am not someone of yours. Naturally, your life and death cannot threaten me. If you continue to torment, I don't mind if they help you. By the way, that is Song Rong's marksmanship is especially accurate."
Zhao Moqing didn't expect Jiang Yuelou to be so unreasonable, and became angry from embarrassment, pointing a gun at Jiang Yuelou's back irrationally.
"Okay, you don't care about my life, don't you care about your own life?"
Jiang Yuelou didn't stop at all, nor was he afraid of her actions.
Zhao Moqing's heart froze, his fingers gradually tightened, and he wanted to pull the trigger.
But Song Rong was faster, and shot her on the wrist first, and the pistol fell to the ground with a sound, but the bullet did not come out at all.
Unwilling to give up, she used the other hand to pick up the dropped gun, but Song Rong kicked her finger away just as she was about to touch it, allowing another policeman to pick it up.
Song Rongchong winked at the policemen on standby, and several policemen swarmed up and took Zhao Moqing away forcibly.
Zhao Moqing struggled, with blood dripping from his wrist, and shouted desperately: "Jiang Yuelou, I, Zhao Moqing, will never die with you in this life!"
Jiang Yuelou acted as if he had never heard of this, strode into the cell, and saw that Zhan Junbai was still persuading Zhao Jingming sadly.
"Brother Zhao, this is the end of the matter, and your blind silence is useless. It is better to plead guilty earlier and strive for leniency."
Zhao Jingming lowered his head silently, neither talking nor looking at him.
When Zhan Junbai saw Jiang Yuelou coming back, he sighed again, expressing that there was nothing he could do.
"Where's Mo Qing? What did you do to her?" Zhao Jingming hurriedly raised his head when he heard Jiang Yuelou's voice.
"I was shot, and I can live."
Zhao Jingming's ashen mood revived again, and he said angrily, "Jiang Yuelou, she's a girl, what crime did you commit that deserves your shooting?"
"Break into the prison with a gun. Based on this, it is not an exaggeration to arrest him and serve his sentence."
"Is it because I admit all this, you just let them go?"
Zhao Jingming's words seemed to be directed at Jiang Yuelou, but in fact he confirmed with Zhan Junbai again. He looked over Jiang Yuelou and looked at Zhan Junbai behind him, and he was relieved until he saw him nodding slightly.
Jiang Yuelou didn't know the eye contact between the two, and said seriously: "The decision to let them go is up to you, not me."
"That's right, I'm the third master." Zhao Jingming smiled miserably, and admitted desperately.
In the director's office, Bai Jinbo flipped through the interrogation record with satisfaction, and praised with a smile: "Very good, the case was handled beautifully. I will send this interrogation record to the committee immediately, and convict as soon as possible."
"Okay." Jiang Yuelou stood in front of the desk, his mood was very calm, without much joy.
Bai Jinbo noticed that he was not in high spirits, and asked strangely: "Why, the enemy who has been arrested for five years has been arrested, are you unhappy?"
"It always feels like it's a little too smooth."
Bai Jinbo stood up, smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry too much. You, the string in your brain is too tight. Once you relax, you won't get used to it. I've worked hard recently, and I'll give you a week Take a vacation, take a good rest, let go of the burden, and come back to report with energy."
Although Jiang Yuelou didn't need any holidays, in order not to worry Bai Jinbo, he thanked him and agreed to come down.
He finished the work at hand and returned home. When passing by the door of Chen Yu's house, he happened to meet him coming out of the door.
The two looked at each other and smiled, everything in silence.
"Silver Fish Wonton?" Jiang Yuelou pointed to the location of the Wonton stall and extended an invitation.
Chen Yuzhi smiled and naturally agreed.
The night was long, and under the dim street lights, the two walked side by side towards the wonton stall.
After two bowls of steaming wontons, the coldness of winter nights and the tiredness of the day were swept away, and only then did they have the interest to chat.
"It's okay to speak at the donation site, and the eloquence is quite good."
Hearing Jiang Yuelou's compliment, Chen Yuzhi also half-joked: "Not only that, I'm not weak in arranging actions."
"Pretty good."
The two walked slowly along the alley, enjoying the tranquility of the night.
Jiang Yuelou raised his head suddenly, and asked without thinking: "Is it too late to treat it now?"
Chen Yuzhi reacted quickly, pretending to be serious: "It's late."
"A terminal illness?" Jiang Yuelou looked at him with a half-smile.
Chen Yuzhi smiled: "No one can cure you except me."
Under the street lamp, it started snowing at some point, and the thin snowflakes fell on the heads and shoulders of the two of them, and soon melted.
"In my impression, this is the first time you are willing to take the initiative to receive treatment." Chen Yuzhi said, glanced at Jiang Yuelou from the corner of his eye, and asked, "Is it related to this worker incident?"
"If I can control my emotions, maybe the outcome of the matter will be much better than it is now." Jiang Yuelou felt a little melancholy, looking up at the night sky, "I have always said that I hate two types of people the most, living in the past completely and standing in the shadows. But in fact, I kept avoiding the past, because I lived in the past, and I didn’t really get out. It’s hard to describe the feeling, as if I was trapped in a house that I couldn’t get out of. No doors and no windows...”
"If you can't open it inside, you may not be able to do it outside."
Jiang Yuelou turned to look at him and nodded seriously.
The snow is getting bigger and bigger, and large flakes are flying in the air with the cold wind.
"Build me a snowman." Chen Yuzhi suddenly suggested.
Jiang Yuelou was a little puzzled, and didn't understand why he suddenly had childishness.
"Keying has always wanted me to build a snowman with her. It's a pity that it didn't snow last year."
Jiang Yuelou didn't say whether to help or not, he walked a few steps and rushed to the front. Chen Yuzhi thought he was unwilling, so he smiled helplessly, and didn't mind too much. Asking him to squat on the ground to make a snowman would indeed damage the image of the police chief.
It's just that he didn't expect that Jiang Yuelou had already quickly scraped the snow off the window sill in front of him, rolled it into a ball, and turned around to hit Chen Yuzhi.
Chen Yu was stunned, and the regret in his heart dissipated immediately, not to be outdone, he scraped snowballs from the bench and fought back.
The two big men completely released their instincts and had a snowball fight like teenagers.
After a few rounds, they were a little tired, so they built a simple little snowman with two snowballs at one end of the bench, and painted black ink on the eyes with a pen.
Chen Yuzhi squatted down and looked at the little snowman with a gentle face: "Ke Ying, the murderer who caused you has been arrested. Be happy in the sky."
Jiang Yuelou put a hand on his shoulder and pressed it in relief, then squatted down, and added: "The news came when I got off work, the bad guy has been sentenced to death, and it will be executed immediately. Rest in peace! "
They squatted in front of the bench and looked at the little snowman for a long time, full of emotions. They helped each other stand up when their feet became numb, and sat side by side with the little snowman on the bench. The snowflakes were still eloquent, dyeing their hair and eyelashes white.
"I'm on vacation tomorrow, do you want to go climbing with me?"
Chen Yuzhi was surprised by Jiang Yuelou's proposal.
"Looking up from the top of the mountain, the sky is high and the land is wide, and the mood will be much better." Jiang Yuelou felt that what he said was too obvious, so he quickly added: "I mean it will help treat my emotional illness."
Chen Yuzhi understood that he wanted to comfort himself, but he was a little clumsy, so he agreed with a smile.
It snowed all night, and the sky cleared up the next day, which is a rare good weather in recent days. There was a burst of car bells in the alley, and two bicycle wheels rolled across the ground chasing each other.
Chen Yuzhi and Jiang Yuelou each rode a bicycle and walked side by side. The breeze was blowing, and they both had wanton and bright smiles on their faces.
Along the stairs all the way up, after a while, you chased me to the top of the mountain, sweating profusely, but feeling extremely refreshed.
Although the nearby area is covered with snow, the beautiful scenery of green hills and emerald green mountains in the distance cannot be overwhelmed. At a glance, the blue sky, green mountains and white snow complement each other, which is refreshing.
Jiang Yuelou found a clean stone chair and sat down, looking into the distance and playing a brisk tune comfortably. The quiet mountain was suddenly filled with melodious and ethereal whistles.
After a while, Chen Yuzhi sat beside him and whistled softly. At first they chased each other, and gradually they merged into one tacitly.
I had so much fun that day that when I got home, I still had something to say.
Chen Yuzhi pushed the bicycle and said to Jiang Yuelou as he walked, "Don't you feel better after venting your emotional pressure?"
"Yes. It's just that the seasons are a little bit meaningless. In spring, everything is revived and it is more wild."
Chen Yuzhi looked at the bleak winter around him, and suddenly he was full of yearning for spring: "It's coming soon, spring will be here in two months."
"Going for an outing?"
Chen Yuzhi smiled: "Don't talk too much, you are the one who is always busy." While speaking, he had already reached the door of the house, and he greeted: "I'll go back first."
Jiang Yuelou nodded and watched him enter the door before continuing to push the cart forward. When he was approaching the door of the house, he was stopped by Chu Ran who had been waiting nearby.
He was very surprised, watching Chu Ran get up from the bench, and asked, "What do you want from me?"
"That's right."
Chu Ran's roommate went out on a date, which stimulated her to come to Jiang Yuelou to express her feelings. She was a little disappointed that Jiang Yuelou was not at home, but now that he was standing in front of her, she twitched again.
Jiang Yuelou didn't know what she was going to say, so he didn't speak rashly, waiting for her next words.
Seeing that his reaction was not enthusiastic, Chu Ran seemed a little embarrassed, pointed at the bench awkwardly, and suggested, "Sit for a while?"
Jiang Yuelou didn't think there was anything wrong, leaned the bicycle against the door of the house, walked over and sat down generously. Chu Ran paused for a while before following, and the two sat side by side on the bench.
"The newspaper that reported the arrest of Zhao Jingming by the police station has been released, and the response is not bad." Chu Ran first found a topic, and wanted to take a detour before testing his feelings for himself.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Yuelou never cared about these false names, so he hummed casually, and then fell silent again.
Chu Ran didn't expect him to be so emotionally insensitive. He wanted to clarify, but he hesitated as soon as he opened his mouth.
"You usually speak eloquently during interviews. What's the matter? If you're uncomfortable, I'll call Chen Yuzhi." Jiang Yuelou couldn't figure out what she wanted to say.
Chu Ran quickly shook her head: "No. I'm just..." She couldn't go on anymore, she lowered her head and smiled, with a shy look on her face.
Jiang Yuelou was still puzzled, so he poked his head to observe her expression: "It's not that I'm uncomfortable, but it's because I want to borrow money?"
"Of course not." Chu Ran couldn't help but laugh, and the courage he had finally mustered died down again.
She watched Jiang Yuelou staring at herself seriously, unable to say those words at all, couldn't help but give up, and hurriedly got up and said: "Forget it, it's okay. I'll go first."
She didn't dare to look at Jiang Yuelou's face anymore, and left in a hurry.
"Inexplicable." Jiang Yuelou was speechless as she watched her fleeing back.
This scene happened to be seen by Chen Yuzhi, who was about to close the window, and immediately understood Chu Ran's intentions. He smiled unconsciously, and lamented that Jiang Yuelou is a good hand in solving crimes and anti-drugs, but he lacks emotional strength, which made the girl not know. What to do. Maybe next time he has a chance, he can ask Chu Ran what he means!
Having successfully dealt with Zhao Jingming, Zhan Jun calmed down a concern and concentrated on waiting for the arrival of an important person.
It's just that this person didn't play the cards according to the rules, and he didn't say hello or notify, and just came to the door in such a big way.
Yu Tangchun was humming softly in the living room in a baggy costume, trying to practice. But it is very uncomfortable when the arm is in a posture, and it is far less flexible than before. He was a little disappointed, knowing that it was impossible for him to sing anymore, he sighed slightly.
Behind him, the door was suddenly pushed open. He thought it was Zhan Junbai, and turned around with a smile, "Director Zhan is back..."
Just halfway through the words, he met a pair of sinister eyes, and immediately froze in place, feeling a faint chill in his heart.
It turned out to be Zhan Tianqing, Zhan Junbai's notorious second uncle, the warlord leader who killed people without batting an eyelid.
Zhan Tianqing entered the door boldly, looked at Yu Tangchun, and asked bluntly, "Who are you?"
"In Xiayutangchun."
He pretended to be calm, and nodded slightly in salute. His drooping gaze contained monstrous anger, but his tone was very calm.
Zhan Tianqing's contemptuous eyes drifted over, "Oh, an actor."
At this moment, Qiu Ming came back, seeing this scene, he hurriedly explained: "Commander Zhan, he is the Boss Yu mentioned by the director. He was injured because of rescuing the director, and he is recuperating in the mansion."
Zhan Tianqing looked up and down the environment of the Zhan mansion, and sneered: "That's because he is incompetent, and he was rescued by an actor. He has only been out of the army for a few years, and he has learned some useless things. Tell your master, soldiers should have soldiers He looks like an actor like the Eight Banners, and wants to perish? Tell him to pack up his things and get out of the exhibition mansion!"
Qiu Ming looked embarrassed, he didn't want to disobey Zhan Tianqing's order, and he didn't want to drive Yutangchun away without Zhan Junbai's consent.
Yutangchun didn't seem to hear these harsh words, his expression was still indifferent, looking straight into Zhan Tianqing's brutal eyes.
"I'm sorry, I'm an eyesore. Please forgive me, Commander Zhan. However, you are not the one who let me in. Naturally, you don't have the right to let me go. Whether to go or stay, I'll listen to Director Zhan."
After he finished speaking, he turned around and went upstairs without any response to Zhan Tianqing's furious cursing. He carefully hid his hatred in his heart, trying his best to control his emotions.
He went back to the room and opened the drawer, and took out the shiny black Browning that Zhan Junbai had given him. After thinking about it for a while, he finally made up his mind and walked out with the gun.
He cautiously walked towards the stairs step by step, and soon saw Zhan Tianqing sitting on the sofa condescendingly from an oblique angle, and slowly raised his pistol.
Just as he put his finger on the trigger, the door on the first floor was suddenly pushed open, and Zhan Junbai strode in.
"Second Uncle, why did you arrive so late? According to the news I received, Second Uncle should have entered the city in the afternoon."
Zhan Tianqing half-lyed on the sofa, swaying back leisurely, "How can I not visit the local snake when I just entered the city?"
Zhan Junbai immediately knew that he went to the government building to pay a visit to the mayor Cai Changyao, presumably because he had to work in an official position in the government to have an excuse to station in Jingcheng.
He was about to continue asking, but he sensitively looked in the direction of the second floor.
Yutangchun pressed against the wall, barely avoiding his gaze, thinking of the hatred of destroying the family, breathing unsteadily, holding the gun tightly with his drooping hands.
He found that Zhan Junbai seemed to have a tendency to go upstairs, and while regretting the missed opportunity, he ran towards his room lightly and quickly.
His feeling was right, Zhan Junbai had indeed gone up to the second floor, and even came to his room. It was too late for him to open the drawer to release the gun, so he had no choice but to tuck the gun into the quilt, and quickly went to bed with a book in his hands, pretending to be reading.
The two chatted for a few words, all of which were irrelevant topics. After a while, Zhan Junbai didn't notice anything unusual, so he left in peace.
And Yutangchun watched his back, exhaled slowly, and raised his hand to wipe the thin layer of sweat from his forehead. When Zhan Junbai was tidying the quilt for him just now, he almost touched the position where he fired the gun.
Zhan Junbai took Zhan Tianqing to the study, and then chatted in peace.
"What department did Mayor Cai agree with Second Uncle?"
"That thief boy, I just tested the city defense department a little bit, and he played Tai Chi for me. Forget it, the city defense department is too eye-catching, just find a casual job and settle down. The vice chairman of the government committee sounds pretty good. Quite powerful."
Zhan Junbai took the tea cup brought by Qiu Ming, put it in front of Zhan Tianqing, and laughed along with him.
Zhan Tianqing drank the tea, dispelled the cold air, looked at Zhan Junbai and asked, "How have you been operating in Jingcheng for the past few years, how has the effect been?"
"Second Uncle, don't worry, whether it's politics, business or military, there are people of our own."
Zhan Tianqing nodded: "I heard that the recent personnel changes are a bit frequent, so be careful and don't show off. What departments are there specifically?"
"City Defense Department, Military Department, Industry Department, Education Department..."
Zhan Tianqing interrupted him, his voice raised unconsciously: "Department of Education? There are a bunch of scholars in this department, they are useless."
Zhan Junbai laughed: "Second Uncle's words are wrong. Educate and educate people, cleanse the mind and clear the mind. Work hard on education and cultivate your own people. In the long run, it will save worry and trouble."
Zhan Tianqing frowned, although he was quite disdainful in his heart, he didn't show it, and changed the topic: "How long do you estimate it will take to launch a coup and take down Jingcheng?"
"The time is not yet ripe. I suggest taking it slow."
"The arsenal should be built as soon as possible. Only when you have soldiers and guns in your hands can you be sure."
"Well, it's already arranged."
Zhan Tianqing leaned back, his expression relaxed, and he thought about it: "At that time, this Jingcheng will be my surname Zhan's world, haha."
"Second Uncle, in front of Mayor Cai, it's better to restrain yourself, he is very suspicious."
Zhan Tianqing dismissed Cai Changyao: "A literati, except for writing, is useless. I heard that the Jiangyue Tower in the police station is a trouble."
"I didn't expect Second Uncle to have heard of his name." Speaking of Jiang Yuelou, Zhan Junbai sighed regretfully: "It's a pity, I didn't intend to do anything to him."
Zhan Tianqing looked at him and sneered: "It's fine to talk in front of others, but don't come here with your hypocrisy."
Zhan Junbai was not angry: "I mean it sincerely, Jiang Yuelou is indeed very good."
"Then you tricked him into going to Hong Kong to die?"
Zhan Junbai corrected: "It's not death, it's the law of the jungle, survival of the fittest. Since Lucas got on the line with the Hong Kong black police, he has become more and more arrogant. He has provoked me several times and even wants to cut off the shipping line and monopolize the Nanyang market. I need to go alone. Settle this matter."
Zhan Tianqing became interested, and asked back: "Are you so confident that Jiang Yuelou is going to solve the problem instead of being solved?"
"If he can be solved by Lucas, it doesn't matter if there is a resistance from Jingcheng. Anyway, when the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman always benefits. If he can solve Lucas, it means that he has enough strength , It’s worth my planning to win over. Unfortunately, the two moves, fabricating violent police news, and disaster relief and bribery plans, all failed.”
Zhan Tianqing stood up and stretched his waist, "I don't have that much patience. Don't waste time on him, find someone to finish him off."
Zhan Junbai also stood up, and smiled meaningfully: "Well, he is already on his way, and he will arrive in Jingcheng tomorrow."
"who?"
"woman."