After a night of hangover, Jiang Yuelou barely supported himself, his whole body was full of exhaustion.
He washed his face in the bathroom, sobered up for a while, walked to the window and looked out, and found that Cheng Yong was still downstairs, continuing to monitor his movements.
He changed into inconspicuous clothes, forced himself not to indulge in the grief of Chen Yuzhi's death, turned around and walked out the door.
At the entrance of the hotel, Cheng Yong was being surrounded by a few beggars asking for money. He saw the timing, quickly walked out from the door, got into a rickshaw and drove away without being noticed by Cheng Yong.
He found an inconspicuous phone booth and called Bai Jinbo's office again, but the phone rang for a long time but no one answered.
There was no other way, he took the risk of pretending to be Jin Dacheng and called Bai Jinbo's house. But the lie was quickly seen through by Ya Li, because today Bai Jinbo went out to a meeting with Jin Dacheng.
He hung up the phone helplessly, unable to pass the information to Bai Jinbo, which made him feel depressed.
At this time, a kid selling newspapers ran over and shouted: "Heavy, heavy, the Minister of Urban Defense died unexpectedly last night! The third senior official who died strangely this month!"
Jiang Yuelou stopped in his tracks, took money out of his pocket, bought a newspaper, and read it while listening to the discussions of the passers-by.
"What's the situation recently? It's approaching the end of the year, so why is it so uneasy."
"Isn't that right? Just this month, three high-ranking officials died one after another. If they said they committed suicide, who would believe it? They are just fooling us ordinary people."
"I always feel that the sky is going to change."
"Shh, keep your voice down. Do you want to lose your head..."
Hearing these words, Jiang Yuelou could probably guess that they were all written by Zhan Junbai. He then flipped through other pages, and accidentally found a strange promotional advertisement in a corner: Shandetang's medicinal materials were unsalable and sold at a low price. Address: Xitang Road Apartment. There is also a special symbol next to the advertisement, a triangle surrounded by a circle, which looks like a trademark.
Jiang Yuelou's complexion changed, and he quickly analyzed in his heart: Shandetang, Xitang Road apartment, Hong Kong contact number, these news, only Chen Yuzhi and Chu Ran know, is it... Yu Zhi is still alive
He suddenly became excited, and strode away in order to verify this conjecture.
The location corresponding to this advertising code should be Yu Zhitang, but he didn't want to attract attention, so he went to Chu Ran's apartment without authorization.
At this moment, Chu Ran was preparing a box lunch to take to the hospital, when there was a knock on the door suddenly, and no one answered after asking, she looked out of the cat's eyes suspiciously, but no one was there.
Vigilantly, she opened the door halfway and looked out, only to find a corner of a torn newspaper lying on the ground, which was an advertisement marked with symbols.
She immediately guessed who was coming, and hurriedly opened the door and walked to the corridor. Looking out, she saw Jiang Yuelou coming out from a corner of the corridor.
Chu Ran greeted Jiang Yuelou in pleasantly, "Did you see the newspaper?"
Jiang Yuelou looked at her with anticipation in his eyes: "How do you know this symbol? Chen Yuzhi told you, didn't he? Is he... still alive?"
"Alive, but badly wounded."
The boulder on Jiang Yuelou's heart fell to the ground, and he let out a sigh of relief when he heard Chu Ran ask him: "You deliberately shot to protect him, right?"
Jiang Yuelou nodded silently, and asked quietly after a while: "Did he blame me?"
"He's worried about you."
After hearing Chu Ran's answer, Jiang Yuelou had mixed feelings for a while, and didn't know how to speak. He hurt Chen Yuzhi so much, that fool not only didn't blame him, but even worried about him.
He wiped his face and said seriously: "The situation is urgent, I can't stay longer. Chu Ran, do me a favor."
"Tell me." Chu Ran also became serious.
"I've confirmed the identity of the third master, but I can't contact Director Bai now, and I can't arrange the next move."
"What message do you need to convey, tell me, and I will contact Director Bai."
"The real third master is Zhan Junbai."
Chu Ran was shocked: "Zhan Junbai?"
At the same time, the knock on the door rang again, and the voice of roommate Zhong Yiren came: "Chu Ran, are you home? I didn't bring the key."
The two stood up vigilantly at the same time, Jiang Yuelou stopped in front of Chu Ran, looked at the door and remained silent.
Zhong Yiren outside the door waited for a while, but found that no one opened the door, thinking that Chu Ran was not at home, she babbled a few words and turned to leave.
It wasn't until there was no more noise in the corridor that Chu Ran and Jiang Yuelou's tense emotions eased a little.
"In this situation, I have to guard against it."
Chu Ran nodded: "I understand. It's just that I never thought it would be Director Zhan. He hides too deeply."
"So, I had to take a risky move."
Chu Ran looked at him with a smile: "You succeeded."
Jiang Yuelou was not happy, and sighed: "I'm just sorry for Yu Zhi. Zhan Junbai was very suspicious, worried that I was not really a traitor, and used his life and death to test the authenticity of my betrayal."
"Yu Zhi won't blame you." Chu Ran comforted, "On the contrary, he understands you very well. When he woke up and knew that the bullet hadn't passed through his heart, he immediately guessed the truth. The reason why I contacted you in the newspaper is because Because of the clues provided by his analysis."
"Thank him for me." Jiang Yuelou was wrapped in warm currents, his eyes became hot, and he couldn't help himself.
"When you plan to return successfully, go and tell him in person."
Jiang Yuelou nodded with a smile, looked at the lunch box on the dining table, and asked, "Give me food for Yu Zhi?"
Chu Ran followed his gaze to look at the dining table: "I'm getting ready to go."
"Go while it's hot, it'll be cold in a while. I should go. If there's news, I'll contact you in the old way."
"Okay. But why didn't you go to the address agreed in the newspaper, and came here to find me?" Chu Ran was a little curious about Jiang Yuelou's behavior of not playing cards according to the rules.
Jiang Yuelou explained: "There is no Shandetang in Jingcheng, so it should allude to Chen Yuzhi's Yuzhitang here, and the pointed tip of the triangle symbol also happens to be in that direction. Yuzhitang is now their key monitoring object , I don’t worry, I’ll come here again next time.”
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden sound of a key turning the door and opening the door.
The two were shocked for a moment, Chu Ran pointed in the direction of his bedroom, and quickly entered the bedroom with Jiang Yuelou.
The door was opened, and Zhong Yiren walked in carrying a large bag.
The two people in the bedroom were a little anxious, Chu Ran thought for a while, pointed to the wardrobe and said softly: "You are wronged here, I will lead her away, you leave in five minutes."
Jiang Yuelou nodded and quickly hid in the closet.
Chu Ran tousled her hair a little, pretended to be just waking up, and stretched out of the bedroom.
Zhong Yiren was arranging shopping bags in the living room. When she saw her appear, she said angrily, "Are you at home? Why didn't you open the door for me? If I hadn't found the key halfway, I would have almost returned to the agency to get a spare key."
"I'm sorry, I'm a little tired from working overtime these days. I wanted to take a nap, but I've slept until now." Chu Ran apologized with a good attitude, and offered to propose: "In order to express my apology, why don't you invite Miss Zhong to eat?" Have a meal, will you be rewarded?"
Zhong Yiren's eyes lit up, "That's what you said, if I don't kill you today, my surname will not be Zhong."
The two laughed and walked out, Chu Ran worriedly glanced in the direction of the bedroom before closing the door.
Jiang Yuelou, who was hiding in the closet, heard the sound of closing the door, and didn't come out immediately. Instead, she waited for a while and didn't hear any movement, then gently pushed open the closet door, and slowly moved out.
According to Chu Ran's instructions, he waited in the bedroom for a few more minutes before walking out quickly. Accidentally, the wallet on the dressing table was swept to the ground by his clothes. He hurriedly bent down to pick it up, and accidentally found a photo cut out of a newspaper in his wallet, which was exactly his image in police uniform.
He suddenly remembered that he asked her if she liked him before, and every time she denied it, he was shattered by this photo. He was at a loss for a moment, with complicated emotions in his heart, and silently put the wallet back where it was.
He walked out of the bedroom, and when he passed the dining table, he saw the packed lunch box, felt his pace slow down, and finally stopped altogether. He stretched out his hand to test the temperature on the lunch box, felt the remaining warmth of his fingers, hesitated for a moment, finally picked up the lunch box, and decided to send it to the hospital himself.
He didn't know which ward Chen Yuzhi lived in, so he searched from room to room wearing a mask, and didn't stop until he saw Chen Yuzhi sitting on the hospital bed answering the nurse's questions from the window.
As if telepathically, Chen Yuzhi suddenly looked up at the glass window. He moved hastily, avoiding his gaze.
"What's wrong?" The nurse followed Chen Yuzhi's line of sight and saw nothing wrong.
Chen Yuzhi muttered in an uncertain tone: "There seems to be someone at the door just now..."
After hearing what he said, the nurse put down the notebook and went to open the door, but she didn't see anyone, but found the lunch box on the ground.
"It should be the family members who brought the food. I don't know why they put down the lunch box and left."
Looking at the lunch box, Chen Yuzhi felt a strange feeling in his heart, and said perfunctorily, "Maybe I'm busy."
"Okay, today's inspection is over, then you eat first, and call me if you need something." The nurse picked up the notebook and turned to leave.
Chen Yuzhi couldn't wait to take the lunch box and open it. At first sight, he saw the note pasted inside the lid of the box, with three words written on it: Sorry. The handwriting was very scribbled, but the strokes were very familiar, and he guessed the identity of the food delivery person in an instant.
He hurriedly put down the lunch box, propped himself up on the ground, walked to the door step by step with difficulty, and looked out anxiously. But there were only doctors, nurses and patients in the corridor, and there was no sign of Jiang Yuelou.
His eyes dimmed, and he stood silently at the door for a moment before slowly returning to the hospital bed. He didn't know that Jiang Yuelou was standing at the corner at the end of the corridor, watching him quietly.
After Chu Ran managed to get rid of Zhong Yiren and rushed to the hospital, she saw Chen Yuzhi sitting on the bed, holding a note with the words "Sorry" in his hand, lost in thought.
When she saw the lunch box on the table, she was stunned for a moment, and quickly realized: "Has Jiang Yuelou been here?"
Chen Yuzhi nodded, and handed the note to her to read.
"Has he told you all about it?"
"At that time, the nurse was making rounds. He left the lunch box at the door and left. I didn't see him."
"I met him today. The truth of the matter is basically consistent with your analysis. Yuelou is indeed carrying out an arrest plan. In order to save you, he had to hurt you instead. Also, the Miemen massacre is also fake."
After hearing Chu Ran's words, Chen Yuzhi smiled faintly: "I knew it, he won't kill people casually."
Chu Ran went on to say: "The person behind the scenes has surfaced, and it is Zhan Junbai."
A look of surprise flashed across Chen Yuzhi's eyes, but he calmed down quickly: "No wonder." Seeing that Chu Ran was a little puzzled, he continued, "It's really hard to find an extremely evil person who pretends to be a good person without breaking the boat. .”
Chu Ran looked at him hesitantly: "From now on, you need to hide. Otherwise, if he knows that you are still alive, Yuelou will be in danger."
Chen Yuzhi agreed without thinking.
Chu Ran was still worried: "But your injury...or move it to my place, mine..."
Chen Yuzhi interrupted her: "This is not appropriate."
"But other than that, there is no other place. The hotel needs to register your identity information, and you can't go back home. It just so happens that Yiren is going on a business trip for a while, and no one will find out." She saw Chen Yuzhi's expression After hesitating, he added: "To be on the safe side, the place where Yuelou and I made an appointment to meet is changed to my apartment. If you move here, next time you two can meet again as brothers."
Chen Yuzhi was finally persuaded and agreed to her plan.
After leaving the hospital, Jiang Yuelou found a random dance hall, sat in front of the bar and pretended to be half drunk, humming a tune and watching the dancers dance.
After a while, Cheng Yong came over with a few men, and after locking on to his figure, he immediately surrounded him.
Seeing that his sight was blocked by someone, Jiang Yuelou lazily raised his head to look at Cheng Yong, who was furious, and said sarcastically, "Hey, the chase is pretty fast, I've only been out for less than two hours."
Cheng Yong looked at him vigilantly, and said dissatisfiedly, "You slipped away from us, is it just to drink?"
"Otherwise?" Jiang Yuelou shrugged, "I didn't say that, the hotel you are looking for is too bad. What kind of wine was delivered to the room last night. It has no taste at all, almost like water."
"Stop drinking, the third master is looking for you."
Jiang Yuelou lazily got up: "Why, finally have a job?" Although he asked, he didn't expect Cheng Yong to say anything, and walked straight out of the ballroom.
Cheng Yong signaled the others to follow him first, then turned to the bartender for confirmation. "He's really been here all the time?"
The bartender had already been bought by Jiang Yuelou with money, and he would not expose his lies, so he nodded sincerely to Cheng Yong.
This time, Cheng Yong was directly in the same room with Jiang Yuelou and looked at him, not leaving him at every step, which made Jiang Yuelou lose his temper again.
"Zhan Junbai and I are just a cooperative relationship, not your prisoner. If you mess with me again, I don't mind teaching you a lesson again." He waved his fist threateningly.
Although Cheng Yong was also afraid that he would go crazy, he still insisted on his duty, "Until the third master comes back, I will not let you take another step out of my sight."
Jiang Yuelou sneered a few times, and lay down on the bed to sleep.
It was evening at this time, and there was little smoke from each household, and the smell of food was in the air.
In the White Mansion, Yali came down from the second floor and went straight to the kitchen, and said proudly to the servant Zhao Ma: "Okay, you don't have to worry about today's dinner, I will prepare it."
Zhao's mother hesitated, but she didn't dare to resist her order, she obediently obeyed, took off her apron and left the White Mansion.
As soon as the door was closed, Yali swept away her impatience, walked quickly to the stove and looked at the pot of chicken soup that was simmering on low heat. She couldn't wait to lift the lid of the pot, and poured out the packet of white medicinal powder that Sun Heying gave her. Put it into the pot and stir it with a spoon until the powder is completely dissolved in the soup.
She brought the dishes prepared by Zhao Ma to the table one after another, and finally put the chicken soup in the middle, showing a weird smile.
After finishing all this, there was a sound of opening the door, and she immediately put on a virtuous smiling face and walked out of the restaurant to greet the door.
"You're back..." Before she could finish her sentence, she saw Jin Dacheng followed by Bai Jinbo who was carrying a briefcase, and she was a little flustered. But she quickly suppressed it, greeted the two with smiles, and took their briefcases graciously.
Jin Dacheng didn't let go of the briefcase, and said with a smile: "I just want to send the director back, and I'll leave right away."
Ya Li was relieved by his words, and just about to say goodbye to him, Bai Jinbo stretched out his hand to stop him, and said: "The police station is short of manpower recently, and you have carried a lot of burdens for me. It's really hard work. Stay here and have a meal together." potluck."
Jin Dacheng pretended to decline and refused, but he stood at the door with no intention of leaving.
Bai Jinbo saw through his trick at a glance, took him by the arm and dragged him to the restaurant, "What are you doing, let's eat."
"Then I'd rather be respectful than obedient." Jin Dacheng then sat down smoothly.
The two enjoyed themselves happily, Yali's heart that had just let go was suspended again, and her expression was a little nervous.
Bai Jinbo gave her a strange look: "What are you doing in a daze, ask Mama Zhao to serve dinner."
Yali smiled all over her face: "Mom Zhao is not feeling well today, I asked her to go back to rest. I didn't know that Dacheng was coming, so I did something casually, I'm afraid the reception was not good enough. Otherwise, Mama Zhao will be there another day When is the time, will we invite Dacheng again?"
Without knowing it, Jin Dacheng continued to disturb the situation: "No need, I'm not picky eaters at all, I can eat whatever I have. Besides, it's my honor, Jin Dacheng, to be able to eat meals cooked by you."
Bai Jinbo didn't care much about this, and took the lead to pick up the chopsticks and prepare to start.
Jin Dacheng ate a few mouthfuls, his eyes lit up, and he flattered the venue: "Sister Yali's craftsmanship is really good, it looks like it has both color and fragrance."
Yali smiled reluctantly, and wanted to take the chicken soup away on the grounds that the soup was cold.
Bai Jinbo stretched out his hand to test the temperature of the soup pot, and said: "The temperature is just right, but if you return it to the pot again, the taste will not be right."
Yali had no choice but to put down the chicken soup, and sat down beside her awkwardly.
Jin Dacheng, who has no eyesight, showed great hospitality, got up and picked up a spoon to serve Bai Jinbo and Yali with soup. Yali was extremely disturbed, but she couldn't show it. She forced a smile, pretended to eat, and quietly observed Bai Jinbo's movements from the corner of her eye.
Bai Jinbo ate politely, scooped up the soup with a spoon and put it in his mouth, while Jin Dacheng had already filled a bowl for himself and drank it all in one go.
"It's delicious." He praised exaggeratedly.
Yali stared at Jin Dacheng's empty bowl dumbfounded, anxious and helpless. Seeing him filling another bowl, there was faint worry on his brows.
She just watched Jin Dacheng pour two bowls of soup continuously, yawned continuously, and felt a little dizzy, shaking her head and said, "Why are you sleepy so early today..."
"Now you are in two departments, the Judicial Section and the Inspection Section, neither of which is idle work. It is really tiring. This is not a long-term solution, or..."
Jin Dacheng was worried about losing his fat job, so he quickly cheered up and expressed his determination: "No, Director, I'm not tired, I can hold on."
Listening to their conversation, Yali smiled awkwardly and twitched her fingers unconsciously, full of nervousness.
Suddenly, the living room phone rang. Yali got up quickly and walked quickly to the living room to answer the phone.
On the other end of the phone was Sun Heying, who went to the vicinity of the Bai mansion with Zhan Junbai and Qiu Ming, and called from a phone booth to inquire about the situation.
"Has the medicine worked?"
Yali didn't answer, she covered the phone and said in a low voice: "Jin Dacheng is here too." After she finished speaking, she hung up the phone in a hurry and walked back to the restaurant nervously.
Seeing Sun Heying frowned, Zhan Junbai asked, "How's it going?"
"It's not so good, Jin Dacheng is here."
Qiu Ming asked from the side: "Do you want to do it together?"
Zhan Junbai shook his head: "The more people there are, the greater the risk. You inform Jin Dacheng and ask him to wait for me at the police station office, and tell him to find him if you need anything."
Qiu Ming agreed, and dialed the number of Bai Mansion again.
Yali walked back to the restaurant and lied that the tailor shop had notified her that the custom-made coat could be picked up. She had just sat down when the phone rang again, so she had to get up and go out in a hurry, "Why are there so many calls today..." She smiled and talked to herself, trying to ease her inner anxiety.
At this time, Jin Dacheng was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, yawned, squeezed his thigh hard to stay awake.
Bai Jinbo also yawned: "I'm going to be sleepy after you yawn."
Yali's voice came from the living room: "Dacheng, I'm looking for you."
Jin Dacheng was a little surprised, got up and walked towards the living room.
On the other end of the phone, Qiu Ming said to him: "Chief Jin, it's me. Director Zhan has something to ask for you, but no one answered when he called your office. I heard that you left the meeting with Director Bai. I've called the Bai Mansion, sorry to bother you."
"Don't bother, don't bother, what is Director Zhan looking for?" Jin Dacheng instantly regained his energy.
"I don't know the details. He asked you to go back to the police office and wait for a while."
Jin Dacheng fully agreed, feeling that once Jiang Yuelou left, everyone would notice his presence, and felt a little dark inside.
He walked back to the restaurant and said goodbye to Bai Jinbo: "Director, thank you for your hospitality tonight. I still have some business to deal with, so I'm going back to the office first."
Bai Jinbo nodded at him, and said something about resting.
Just as Yali was about to get up to see her off, he quickly waved her hands, "No need to deliver, no need to deliver, you and the director continue to eat." Saying that, he left the Bai mansion with brisk steps.
Hearing the sound of closing the door, Yali finally breathed a sigh of relief, and her tense emotions relaxed a little.
Bai Jinbo felt that Yali was a little strange, and couldn't help asking: "What's wrong with you today, I always feel something weird."
Ya Li gave Bai Jinbo soup with a smile: "You are overthinking. Come, drink the soup, if you don't drink it, the soup will be cold."
Jin Dacheng went out excitedly, but he was so sleepy that he couldn't stand even after taking a few steps. He supported the wall and yawned, his legs were limp and he couldn't control him. He tried hard to open his eyes but in vain, almost fell fell to the ground.
Sun Heying and Qiu Ming quickly stepped forward to help him up. Qiu Ming breathed a sigh of relief: "It's so dangerous, I almost fainted inside."
Zhan Junbai glanced at Sun Heying, and ordered: "Find him anywhere and wait at the door." After that, he walked towards the Bai mansion with Qiu Ming.
At this time, Bai Jinbo was persuaded by Yali to drink the soup, which was already poured on the dining table.
Yali opened the door to see that it was not Sun Heming, but Zhan Junbai and Qiu Ming, she was a little surprised, and couldn't help but glance out.
Zhan Junbai knew what she was thinking, and said with a slight smile: "Don't look, Sun Heying is not here."
Yali immediately reacted: "Sun Heying? Are you the third master?"
"Otherwise, do you think the phone call just now was so coincidental?" After Zhan Junbai finished speaking, he walked in under Yali's shocked gaze.
He walked around the sleeping Bai Jinbo, waved to Qiu Ming, Qiu Ming immediately stepped forward to help Bai Jinbo lean on the chair, and tied him firmly with a rope.
Then, he put the small box he brought with him on the table, took out a tube of injection from it, and injected it into Bai Jinbo's body.
Soon, the potion took effect, and Bai Jinbo slowly regained consciousness.
He was the first to see the rope on his body, and struggled subconsciously, then looked up and found Zhan Junbai sitting opposite him.
"Director Zhan, what does this mean?" He asked with a sullen face.
"I'm sorry, Brother Bai, I have no other choice. I wanted to keep things safe with Brother Bai, but now, I need Brother Bai's help with some things."
Bai Jinbo stared angrily into Zhan Junbai's eyes: "This is Brother Zhan's attitude of asking for help?"
"Brother Bai, don't get angry. I'm also worried about hurting my friendship. I think that if you don't succeed, you will be benevolent." Zhan Junbai said, taking out a gun and putting it on the table. His words and expression were as warm as ever, but his movements were naked. threat.
Bai Jinbo smiled sarcastically: "With your ability in the Financial Secretary and your position as a member of the exhibition committee, your uncle and nephew almost know each other in Jingcheng. What else do you need the help of an inconspicuous little person like me?" ?”
"Since Jiang Yuelou went crazy, Brother Bai has firmly grasped the task of preparing the arsenal. No matter how my people inquired about it, it would be of no avail. I had no choice but to go on this trip myself. I just wronged Brother Bai."
Bai Jinbo was greatly surprised by his purpose, and shouted: "Arsenal? Are you going to betray?"
Zhan Junbai didn't take it seriously at all, and corrected with a smile: "Don't say it so harshly, it's just the jungle of the jungle. It has been like this since ancient times."
Now that Bai Jinbo didn't understand anything, he quickly guessed that he was the third master.
Zhan Junbai neither admitted nor denied, "So what if it is, so what if it is not? Brother Bai, for the sake of our friendship for many years, don't make it difficult for brother, tell me the location of the arsenal truthfully."
Bai Jinbo snorted coldly: "Dream."
"Brother Bai, I'm sorry." Zhan Junbai looked at Qiu Ming and motioned for him to move on.
Qiu Ming took out another injection from the box, and injected it neatly into Bai Jinbo's neck. Bai Jinbo struggled to no avail, the potion entered his body without a drop.
"What is this?" he asked in horror.
"A special tranquilizer." Zhan Junbai's answer was still calm.
Soon, Bai Jinbo's consciousness became blurred, his eyes were slack, and his pupils were almost out of focus.
Zhan Junbai sat opposite him, and said persuasively, "Where is the arsenal?"
"I don't know." Bai Jinbo persisted with his only consciousness.
"Increase the dose and give another injection."
After Zhan Junbai gave the order, Qiu Ming immediately stepped forward with the needle and gave Bai Jinbo another needle.
Yali huddled on the sofa, listening to the movement from the restaurant, feeling panic and fear. She thought about it, summoned up her courage, and moved lightly towards the main entrance, trying to escape.
No one in the restaurant seemed to notice what she was doing, and she quickly escaped out the door. But before he had gone far, he saw Sun Heying waiting not far away, smiling meaningfully at her.
"Ms. Bai looks in a hurry, where are you going?"
Yali was startled, and smiled, "I... I'm going to buy some milk."
"It's not too late to buy again tomorrow, let's go." Sun Heying said, wrapping his arms around Yali's shoulders, pointing a gun at her body, and forcibly bringing her back to the Bai mansion.
In the restaurant, Bai Jinbo's consciousness became more blurred, and he couldn't see who was sitting in front of him, only some shadows were shaking.
Zhan Junbai continued to ask unhurriedly: "Where is the location of the arsenal?"
"Wharf... Warehouse No. 2..." Bai Jinbo muttered to himself.
Zhan Junbai smiled, and continued to ask, "Did Jiang Yuelou contact you after leaving the mental hospital?"
Bai Jinbo lowered his head and said something vaguely, but he didn't hear clearly, motioned to Qiu Ming to force him to raise his head, and asked again.
Hearing Jiang Yuelou's name, Bai Jinbo laughed and nodded affirmatively.
Zhan Junbai paused, and then asked, "What did he say?"
"He said that he was going to catch the third master..."
Hearing this sentence, Zhan Junbai's face suddenly became very ugly, and one thing was confirmed from it, that is, Jiang Yuelou's entry into the mental hospital and being rebelled by Jinmatang was completely a situation planned by him.
He almost gritted his teeth and ordered Sun Heying, who had tied up Yali, with cold eyes: "Jiang Yuelou is an undercover agent, and he joined the Golden Horse Hall for another purpose. Go and watch in person, but don't show any flaws, and wait for my next news."
Sun Heying showed surprise, then became resentful, and turned to go to the hotel.
Zhan Junbai looked at Bai Jinbo and continued to interrogate: "What is Jiang Yuelou's most fatal weakness?"
"No, he has no weaknesses..."
"Everyone has weaknesses. Even Jiang Yuelou is no exception. Think again, Jiang Yuelou's weakness." Zhan Junbai induced Bai Jinbo to give the answer he wanted step by step.
"Yu Zhi... Chen Yuzhi... He killed Keying... Blame himself... He blames himself..."
Zhan Junbai had an idea in his heart, and asked Qiu Ming to bring a basin of water and pour it on Bai Jinbo to wake him up.
Bai Jinbo was shocked, choked on his saliva, coughed violently, and his eyes gradually recovered.
He saw that Zhan Junbai picked up the pistol that had just been placed on the table, pointing the black muzzle at himself. When death was imminent, even as the chief of the police station, he became frightened, and explained quickly: "The arsenal is at Warehouse No. 2 at the pier!"
Zhan Junbai paused for a moment when he pulled the trigger, and smiled: "It seems a bit late."
Bai Jinbo was cruel, gritted his teeth and said, "Jiang Yuelou approached you for another purpose, he is an undercover agent!"
These words made Zhan Junbai believe in his sincerity, so he put down his gun, and said sarcastically, "Brother Bai, in order to protect himself, he is really willing to spend money. Jiang Yuelou, who loves you like father and son, can betray you in a blink of an eye. "
Bai Jinbo's face became hot, and he simply smashed the jar: "It's all false. When a person dies, there is nothing. Only living is meaningful."
"Actually, you've said all this news just now."
Bai Jinbo was stunned for a moment, then realized: "Then you should know that what I said is true."
Zhan Junbai nodded: "It's true. But Brother Bai, you're embarrassing me now."
"Jingcheng's armed forces are nothing more than the police station and the city defense department. If you want to overthrow the regime, I can cooperate and ensure that the police station will not become your resistance."
"This deal sounds like a good deal." Zhan Junbai thought deliberately.
Bai Jinbo stared nervously at Zhan Junbai, waiting for his final decision.
After a while, Zhan Junbai stepped forward and untied Bai Jinbo himself, expressing his attitude.
"Happy cooperation, Brother Bai."
Looking at Zhan Junbai's outstretched hand, Bai Jinbo quickly shook it back and smiled reluctantly.
Leaving the Bai mansion, Zhan Junbai immediately sank his face, with an uncertain expression, and said to Qiu Ming: "Notify Sun Heying, and send Jiang Yuelou to the Zhan mansion immediately. Also, the chips raised at Lao Zhang's place will be brought tomorrow." Come back and do it yourself."
"yes."
The two moved on. There was a gunshot behind him. They were not surprised, and they didn't look back, as if everything had happened.
In the Bai mansion, Bai Jinbo held a gun and stared angrily at Yali who was slumped on the sofa.
She was tied up on the sofa, shot in the chest, with a panic expression frozen on her face, with a pair of beautiful eyes open, and she was dying.
"Bitch." Bai Jinbo kicked the sofa angrily and cursed.
After returning from the Bai mansion, Zhan Junbai sat on the sofa and waited for Jiang Yuelou. His complexion was not good, and he tapped his fingers rhythmically on the armrest, thinking to himself, but when Jiang Yuelou came, he greeted him with a warm smile again.
This was Jiang Yuelou's first visit to Zhan Mansion, and he walked to the sofa and sat down unceremoniously, looking at the decoration of the living room while walking.
"Brother Zhan really enjoys it. This mansion is much more luxurious than my small dilapidated building." He envied him.
Zhan Junbai also sat down opposite him, and said with a smile: "Brother Jiang has never cared about these things, otherwise, the extra money from the disaster relief would be enough for you to buy several houses in the best part of Jingcheng."
"Tsk tsk, I seem to be a little regretful."
"Brother Jiang, don't worry, the future will last forever, and there will be plenty of opportunities. As long as you sincerely cooperate with me, I will never treat you badly." Zhan Junbai clapped his palms and laughed, with something in his words.
Jiang Yuelou is smart, so why can't he understand the meaning of the words, he smiled and said with a retreat: "Why, is it possible that Brother Zhan suspects that my surrender is fake?"
"True or false, Brother Jiang naturally knows in his heart."
The two of you came and went, and an undercurrent surged in the quiet living room.
At this time, Qiu Ming brought tea in, breaking the weird atmosphere.
Zhan Junbai poured the tea himself, and said casually: "Brother Jiang, there is a difficult matter that is not easy to handle recently, and I want to ask Brother Jiang for his opinion."
"What is it that can make Brother Zhan worry?" Jiang Yuelou held up the teacup and crossed Erlang's legs, very leisurely.
"I have a friend who I appreciate how he behaves. Unfortunately, he wants to harm me. If Brother Jiang encounters this situation, how do you plan to deal with it?" Zhan Junbai said, observing Jiang Yuelou's expression.
Jiang Yuelou was vigilant in his heart, but still calm and composed, as if he was listening to other people's affairs, and his demeanor and behavior were flawless.
He pretended to be embarrassed, and sighed: "It's a pity to kill, but it's hard to be safe if you don't kill."
"That's right, this is my current state of mind. I am in a dilemma. Brother Jiang, put yourself in the shoes of others and think about it. You are me, and I am the one who wants to harm you. Now I will give you a gun, whether to kill or not. As Zhan Junbai said, he actually took out a gun and put it on the table.
Could it be that there was a flaw somewhere, that he doubted me? Jiang Yuelou looked at the gun and thought quickly. But soon smiled, picked up the handle of the gun and played with it, then held the barrel, pointed the muzzle towards himself, and handed the gun to Zhan Junbai seemingly defenseless: "If I were you, I would See how the other party makes a decision, and strike later.”
His words seemed to surprise Zhan Junbai. He took the gun and pointed at him, "Then if I strike first and shoot, you will lose."
"Unless I'm unsuspecting, if I shoot at this distance, I'm 80% sure that I can dodge it." Jiang Yuelou smiled indifferently, quite confidently.
Zhan Junbai pretended to pull the trigger to test his reaction. He showed no signs of fear, and even took another sip of tea from his teacup. Even if Zhan Junbai really shot, he would still sit there without moving a muscle, without dodging at all.
"I dare not say anything else. When it comes to guns, there are really few people in Jingcheng who can compete with me." He said conceitedly, glanced at Zhan Junbai's face, and continued: "A gun without bullets, It's just a toy, so of course there's nothing to worry about."
"Excellent." Zhan Junbai immediately understood. When he was playing with the gun just now, he felt this with his hand, so he had no fear.
Jiang Yuelou raised his glass to him, accepting the compliment without humility.
"The date of the incident is almost fixed, Brother Jiang, would you like to help me?"
Finally getting to the point, Jiang Yuelou's heart surged, and he asked calmly, "When?"
"My second uncle and I will discuss it again. After all, such a major event requires the right time, favorable location, and harmonious people, all of which are indispensable."
He still didn't say the exact time, Jiang Yuelou couldn't help feeling a little disappointed, but still nodded and decided to wait patiently.
Back at the small hotel, Jiang Yuelou became anxious, thinking about Zhan Junbai's words, pacing back and forth in the room, restless.
Who was that friend he was talking about? Why did you go out of your way to tell him these things? Did he already suspect him
For the sake of safety, he should withdraw from this undercover operation. I believe that if Bai Jinbo knew about it, he would persuade him in the same way.
But if he stops here, everything he has encountered before will be in vain, and Chen Yuzhi will suffer such serious injuries for nothing.
Zhan Junbai is ambitious and aims to seize the Jingcheng regime. Once he succeeds, it will be the common people who will suffer. He can't give up on this, and must frustrate his plan before he launches a coup.
Jiang Yuelou made up his mind and never flinched. He took a few steps and continued to plan.
Is it feasible to expose Sanye's true face through newspapers
He shook his head and gave his own answer: first, there is no conclusive evidence; second, Zhan Junbai has a good reputation in the hearts of the people, and it is difficult to win their support from public opinion; third, Zhan Tianqing's army is just outside the city. They are on call at any time, and they have no preparations. Once they tear their face apart, they will lead troops into the city, and it will be difficult to resist with the strength of the police station and the city defense department alone. At that time, the unarmed people will suffer.
Now the only way to have a chance of winning is to draw the bottom line and disintegrate the weapons, soldiers and people's hearts that Zhan Junbai needed for the uprising.
"Weapons...Arsenal..." Jiang Yuelou was thinking intently.
Sun Heying opened the door with a bag of food, threw it directly on the coffee table, and said angrily, "Eat it."
His attitude was not good, and Jiang Yuelou was even worse. He didn't even look at it. He raised his hand and swung the bag on the ground. The buns inside rolled out, and one even rolled to Sun Heying's feet.
"Jiangyuelou!" Sun Heying roared angrily, "I like to eat or not." Then she endured it, turned around and wanted to leave,
Jiang Yuelou stretched out his hand to pick out his ears, shaking Erlang's legs in a dawdly way, "Leave in such a hurry, let's talk?"
Sun Heying stopped in her tracks, turned her head and looked at him with a smile on her face, "We don't seem to have anything to talk about. In your eyes, you only have the third master. How can you look down on us."
"The third master seems to be very busy recently. Except for the one meeting last night, he has no time to sit down and chat, how to get into trouble, and how to cooperate." Jiang Yuelou said casually, but in fact he was insincere.
Now Sun Heying was a little surprised, "Trouble? Did the third master tell you?"
Jiang Yuelou smiled, patted the sofa beside him, and said, "Look, we still have something to talk about."
Sun Heying was skeptical, and sat down beside him warily.
He pretended to be chatting, and continued to say: "I think the day when the third master started the incident was not well chosen, and it feels a bit rushed. What do you think?"
"New Year's Eve is a good day..." Sun Heying subconsciously refuted him, and just as she finished speaking, she felt that something was wrong, so she quickly changed her words: "I mean, after the New Year, think about it in the long run."
Jiang Yuelou's eyes lit up, pretending not to hear the second part of his sentence, and then flickering: "Listen to you, New Year's Eve is a good day. Every family is busy celebrating the New Year, and the streets are very clean. At that time, the guards were not in the mood , The security is lax. At that time, the sound of firecrackers and gunshots will be mixed together, and the support from all parties will be slow. It is indeed a good day for an uprising."
Sun Heying stared at Jiang Yuelou for a moment, then asked cautiously: "Did the third master tell you about this day?"
"Of course, the third master said it himself last night."
Sun Heying's eyes suddenly changed, and she immediately realized that something was wrong, she stood up abruptly and shouted: "Impossible!"
"Why is it impossible?" Jiang Yuelou also stood up, deliberately trying to provoke him.
In desperation, Sun Heying almost leaked: "Yesterday afternoon..." He wanted to say that the third master already knew Jiang Yuelou's undercover identity, and it was impossible to tell him the day of the incident at night. He set the intelligence.
Jiang Yuelou was still asking, "What happened yesterday afternoon?"
He was a little flustered, forced himself not to show it, and changed the subject with a sneer: "Yesterday afternoon, the wine in Paramount tasted good, didn't it?"
Jiang Yuelou knew that he had already reacted, and would not reveal more information no matter how much he forced him, so he followed his words and smiled, "It's very good, much better than the ones in this shabby shop. Why, do you want to try it? I invite you. "
"I can't afford your wine." After Sun Heying finished speaking, she didn't dare to stay any longer, and turned to leave.
Jiang Yuelou walked to the window and waited for Sun Heying's figure to appear downstairs. Seeing him and Cheng Yong talking with uneasy expressions, she fell into deep thought.
Judging from Sun Heying's reaction, New Year's Eve should be the right day. But his subsequent questioning and unfinished words obviously revealed some information.
Sun Heying was so sure that Zhan Junbai couldn't tell him the time of the incident last night, so why didn't he tell him? He also said some specious things to test him. It was because of what happened before that that Zhan Junbai's attitude towards him deviated. What the hell happened yesterday afternoon
At this time, he didn't know that his most trusted teacher and superior had betrayed him.