three days later.
Early in the morning, as soon as the director entered the office, he saw that there was no one at the desk, and frowned slightly.
"Where is Song Yuhang?"
A colleague looked up from the computer while chewing on a vegetable bun: "Hey, I punched the card and said it was something at home, so I asked for a half-day leave."
"It's outrageous, arriving late and leaving early every day, and asking for leave from time to time, do you really regard our place as a tourist attraction?"
There was a chuckle in the room, Song Yuhang's identity is hard to say, after all, he used to be the leader of the city bureau, maybe he just came down to experience life, and he will go back sooner or later.
The director's face turned green and then pale, and after a while he turned around and went out to make a phone call.
When Song Yuhang received Feng Jianguo's call, she was moving goods in the warehouse. She wiped the sweat from her forehead with a towel and wiped her hands on her trousers before picking it up, panting slightly.
"Hello, what's the matter?"
Immediately, his hoarse roar came from the receiver.
"Where did you die? All the complaint calls are coming to me, get the hell out of here and go back to work!"
Song Yuhang took the phone a little further away.
He was slapped heavily on the back.
"What are you doing?! Why don't you be lazy if you don't work hard! Be careful that you don't get paid today!"
Song Yuhang quickly hung up, nodded and bowed while holding the phone.
"Yes, yes, do it, do it."
Feng Jianguo was dumbfounded when he heard the busy tone coming from the receiver: I have been working at the grassroots level for several months, and I have lost my guts, so I dared to hang up the director's phone.
He snapped the handset back into the landline, and there was a knock on the door.
"Boss Feng, everything is ready."
Feng Jianguo rubbed the space between his brows. For some reason, this episode that suddenly appeared this morning made him a little uneasy, but he had no choice but to act.
"Okay, follow the plan."
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The warehouse she is working in is located in the logistics park where the drugs were discovered last time.
Not long after, as Feng Jianguo expected, everything was normal. The vehicles entering and exiting were all ordinary logistics vehicles, and the goods they transported were only ordinary goods. What Song Yuhang saw that night seemed to be just a magnificent and treacherous dream.
Even the workers have changed into uniforms.
In the past three days, she spent a lot of money through a labor service company to get here as an ordinary loading and unloading worker. The daily salary is 50 yuan, including two meals. .
There are men and women in the workshop, and most of them have a dark and rough face, calloused hands, and often have scratches from the goods.
Song Yuhang painted his face black, and it wasn't too abrupt to blend in with such a crowd.
She quickly became friends with the migrant workers. A foreman has been here for three years. He is considered an old man here, but if you ask him what goods were transported here in the past, he can’t tell clearly. If you ask a lot, Convenience is a bit annoying.
"What do you do with so many questions? Wouldn't it be great if you could earn money!"
Not to mention the somewhat mysterious workshop in the innermost part, which is still locked and no one has ever entered it.
Song Yuhang squatted on the container, wearing a safety helmet, holding a half-eaten pickled vegetable steamed bun in his hand, watching the entire logistics park operate in an orderly manner, and vehicles came in from the door to unload from time to time.
These buses run about every two hours, and it is the last one when she gets off work at ten o'clock in the middle of the night.
Song Yuhang looked at the shadow cast by the sun under her feet, and roughly estimated the time. She turned her eyes and saw the back door of the logistics park opened, and several small cars slid in.
The guard quickly closed the door.
She stood tall and quickly bent down.
A few people got out of the car and looked around. The foreman she was familiar with greeted them and led them into the workshop.
Song Yuhang rolled over from the container, put on his helmet, ignored the steamed buns, and watched the group of people pass by.
A man wearing a desert camouflage vest asked, "Is everything ready?"
The foreman nodded and bowed his head and replied: "It's all good, it's all good, it's being loaded, and it will definitely be out of the warehouse at night."
The group entered the workshop arrogantly, and the screen door fell down, blocking all sight.
Song Yuhang stuffed the steamed buns into his mouth, it seemed that there must be a big commotion at night.
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"Sister Hong." Liu Zhi came in and handed her a piece of paper.
Lin Yan opened it up, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, he flicked on the lighter and burned it.
"Since you know she is a spy, why don't you kill her?"
Liu Zhi took advantage of the firelight to light a cigarette for her and handed it to her lips. Her bright red lips were slightly curled, revealing her white teeth.
Lin Yan exhaled the smoke ring: "Don't worry, your brother Wang just died, and she followed him right away. What do you tell others to think?"
"Then..." Liu Zhi hesitated.
Lin Yan extinguished the cigarette in the ashtray after a few puffs, with a hint of cruelty in his eyes.
"Find some good players and come with me tonight."
"Yes." Liu Zhi nodded, and hurried out to get ready.
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"Master, Master Ding is coming to meet the buyer tonight, do you want to go too?"
Lin Ge was obsessed with the perfect ketone body in front of her eyes. She used a scalpel to cut open her facial bones, stabbed Lala to tear off the human skin, and her two eyeballs fell to the ground.
He seemed to be looking at a work of art, holding up the skull and looking at it.
"No, what's so interesting about a bunch of old things that are almost buried in the ground talking about business that smells like copper."
The entourage received an answer, but when they turned to leave, they were stopped again.
"By the way, the person who killed Song Yuhang last time, is he back?"
The entourage shook his head: "No, it's probably more bad luck than good luck."
Lin Ge frowned, and threw the "artwork" in his hand into the solution with a little irritability, making a "sizzling" sound, and a pungent smell permeated the laboratory.
"Oh shit."
The entourage hesitated for a moment, and said.
"She's sharp and alert."
Lin Ge sneered, washing the blood on his hands.
"If you're not powerful or vigilant, how could you be the captain of the criminal investigation?"
"Then what's our next step?"
"Wait."
Waiting for a chance to kill her completely.
The entourage looked up in astonishment.
He has regained his composure.
"Go down."
His mood always seemed to be so moody, sometimes calm, sometimes crazy.
The attendant looked at the bloody mess on the ground, and his face turned pale: "Yes."
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"Why are you leaving in such a hurry, wait a little longer." The woman sat up from the bed with disheveled clothes.
The man lifted his pants: "I have something to do tonight, I'll see you later."
"What's the matter, are you in such a hurry?" The woman stretched her arms around his waist, scratching his chest with her nails.
The man raised her face and made intimacy with her for a while, his lips and teeth intertwined in a vague way.
"It's important, the big man is coming, you are obedient."
Not long after, after a rustling sound, the man put on his clothes and went out, tucking his gun into his waist. There was no one around in the alley, he walked out quickly, got into a black car, disappeared on the road.
Almost at the same time, Liu Zhi opened the door and entered.
"Miss Hong, they're leaving."
There was a small pistol in front of Lin Yan. She wiped it with a flannel cloth and blew away the dust on it.
"Let's go too, to meet the top master."
In the afternoon, the foreman ordered some people to unload the goods, and Song Yuhang approached with a shy face, pulled them to a corner, and handed him a pack of good cigarettes.
"Brother, my younger brother is still studying, and my parents suffered from work-related injuries early on and couldn't work. Give me a chance to earn money. You are my reborn parents."
When the foreman saw the smoke, he thought it was soft and Chinese, not bad, and it was quite good.
Seeing her as a woman hanging around here all day, making her face look ashamed, I felt a little more sympathy.
"Okay, you can come too, work hard, your salary will be indispensable."
"Thank you, thank you, thank you brother."
Song Yuhang bowed his head, bowed and sent the man away. As soon as the person left, that face returned to its sternness.
She got her wish and entered the workshop, wearing a hard hat and mask, and working with other hand-picked people.
She found that these people had been working for a long time, and there were a few of them who had some kung fu.
If she moves slower, she will attract fierce stares from the other party, and then slams the whip on her body.
"What to look at, work!"
The foreman hurried over and handed the beating man a cigarette: "Brother, calm down, calm down, the new guy is not sensible."
"The newcomer can also be arranged to work inside?" The man squinted at her with a fierce look on his face.
During the conversation, the door of the workshop opened again, and the camouflaged man who appeared in the morning walked in with two or three subordinates.
The beating man slid down from the container, stood up straight and bowed: "Hello, Brother Hu."
Song Yuhang buried his head together with the others and shouted in a daze, "Brother Hu is good."
Song Yuhang was startled as the eyes hidden under the helmet carefully looked at his face.
I've seen his name in the newspapers: Tiger!
A well-known drug dealer in Southeast Asia, a retired special soldier, and an international Sanda champion.
Such a character is actually just a minion, how deep is the water behind this
The tiger was smoking a cigar, walked over and stabbed open a cardboard box with a knife, revealing a corner of the bottled drink inside.
He is very satisfied.
"That's right, keep working, load everything into the car and follow me between seven o'clock."
Several trucks have parked at the gate of the logistics park and are on standby at any time.
Everyone responded and buried their heads in their work.
Song Yuhang followed the foreman: "Who is that? It looks so majestic."
The foreman turned around and gave a "shh": "Don't die, hurry up and work."
"Okay." Song Yuhang picked up a cardboard box, walked out with ease, carried it into the car, and came back again. While no one was paying attention, he cut a corner with a knife. It really was a drink. Could it be that this group of people Are you really starting a serious business
She didn't believe in evil, so she decided to take a look at it at night.
Work started early today, and all the work was done before seven o'clock, and the foreman paid them the day's wages.
Song Yuhang was lost in thought while holding the ten-cent note.
"Okay, let's come here today and get off work early."
"No food?" Someone protested.
The foreman scolded angrily: "Damn you, I'll quit work early, and I'll give you a day's wages. My ancestors have accumulated virtue and want to eat, get out!"
A group of people went out cursing, Song Yuhang still stayed where she was, someone bumped into her.
"Aren't you going?"
"Oh, don't worry, I'm going to the toilet, help me get it." She said, her voice was a little loud, as if she was anxious and didn't care much, she handed the money to the other party, and slipped out of the line while no one was looking .
"Hey, are you a fool?" The man held the money happily, looked around to see if no one was watching, put the money in his pocket, and walked out of the park quickly, ignoring her.
Song Yuhang got his wish and slipped to the place where she usually went to the toilet. Seeing that she was wearing overalls and a hard hat, the passers-by ignored her.
This place is not far from the back door. Hearing voices nearby, Song Yuhang rubbed against the corner of the wall.
Night has fallen, this is the best protective color.
The rolling gate in the bungalow was half-drawn, and a few tables were set up at the door. A few thick-bodied men I saw in the afternoon sat drinking and smoking together. On the table were peanut beer and a few bottles of drinks that I had seen in the workshop.
Tiger is not there.
Song Yuhang frowned, and saw those men picked up the bottle, opened it excitedly, turned around, and drank with their companions, their faces flushed abnormally.
She understood that it was definitely not an ordinary drink.
She turned her back, took out her phone from her pocket, pressed the button to edit a text message, and sent it.
"It's time, it's time to go."
The group had had enough, and lifted the table and took out their weapons from the bungalow. She saw a burly man with a green dragon on the left and a white tiger on the right, even carrying an AK on his shoulders.
Song Yuhang gritted his teeth: Damn, there is still heavy firepower.
"You guys go first, I'm going to take a pee."
"Just counting the last time your kid comes back. Lazy cows and horses have a lot of shit and pee, go and come back quickly!"
Someone scolded.
A man in a jacket breaks away from the line and runs outside to a toilet in the woods.
Song Yuhang took a brick in his hand and quietly followed.
Not long after, the man came back again, still wearing that dress and a peaked cap.
The same person who just talked to him threw the cigarette away.
"Damn it, it can be regarded as coming back, go by car, don't let Brother Hu, Master and the others have been waiting for a long time."
"Yes." His deliberately lowered voice sounded a bit weird, and the man wanted to take another look. He had climbed into the driver's seat and drove the truck honestly.
The man cursed and walked to the small car in front, and waved his hand: "Let's go!"
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"My lord, everything is ready." Lin Youyuan sat on the bed and drank the medicine from a bowl, forcing himself to drink the tea with a calm and relaxed aura.
Obviously the medicine was so bitter that it made one's stomach sick, so he swallowed it all without taking a gulp, and then handed the bowl to the housekeeper.
"Let's go when you're ready."
The housekeeper seemed a little worried: "Why don't I come forward, the people below will do more or less..."
A smile appeared on the corner of Lin Youyuan's lips, and he seems to be in better spirits today.
"What I want is for the people below to do it, just wait, it's not time for you and me to come forward."
The housekeeper's heart trembled, and he bowed slightly to leave.
"Yes."
Lin Youyuan stopped him again.
"Is there any movement, Lin Ge?"
"Nothing happened, I haven't gone out for several days." When it comes to Lin Ge, the housekeeper has always been unclear about one thing.
"Since the master already knows, why don't you..."
Is it possible to indulge him to this point just by relying on the previous affection
Lin Youyuan is not such a soft-hearted person.
The old man's beard twitched, and a sigh overflowed from his lips: "I'm old, so let the young people solve their young people's affairs."
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A farm on the outskirts of the city.
A wooden fence surrounds an inaccessible hill.
The car lights flashed three times, someone ran out with a flashlight and opened the wooden door, and the trucks entered one by one.
Not long after the delivery car entered, several small cars drove over slowly and were stopped at the door.
The visitor took off his sunglasses, revealing an unremarkable face. He didn't look timid at the fierce gunmen around him, and carried a black leather suitcase in his hand.
"Hey, is this how you entertain distinguished guests?"
"Boss Long?" The guard in charge looked him up and down, and the few people brought by Boss Long also looked at each other covetously.
The guard gave him a wink, and a group of people swarmed up and snatched the box from him, knocked him down on the car and searched him.
The rest of the minions did the same thing. Some of the people brought by Boss Long were dissatisfied and wanted to touch the gun from behind, but they were sent to the west with a bullet.
After checking, the guard threw the box to him, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.
"Go in, Master Ding will be here in a while."
The dead younger brother was lying at his feet, frightened by the situation, Boss Long had lost his prestige a long time ago, with a white face, hugging the box and promising.
"Yes Yes Yes Yes."
After finishing speaking, he was pushed and pushed in by several guards, and the fence was closed again.
Song Yuhang drove the car to the designated place, and before it turned off, someone urged: "Get down, get down, go over there and stay, don't wander around."
She jumped out of the car, obediently followed a few men with guns inside, observing the environment while walking.
This seems to be a pig farm, with a smell of swill in the air. The wooden fence that looks simple on the surface is actually wrapped with iron wire. Sandbags are piled up every three to five steps, and there are several burly men with guns sitting on them. big man.
There is a lighthouse not far away. Song Yuhang has excellent eyesight. He can see that there are people patrolling above at a glance, occupying the commanding heights. The sniper rifle in his hand can completely cover the entire farm, and the slightest disturbance cannot escape the eyes of the shooter. .
This is clearly a small military fortress.
Song Yuhang was secretly startled, and was pushed into a wooden house. She came in with her, and several people who had just driven other cars, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.
The man who had brought them closed the door, unloaded the gun from his back, and loaded it.
Song Yuhang said inwardly that he was not good, and pre-empted the attack. He jumped up with an uppercut, and the person who hit him staggered back two steps.
Seeing that the situation was not good, his companion hurriedly unloaded the gun from his back and pulled the bolt. Before he was ready to shoot, Song Yuhang grabbed the man by his collar and threw him over. The two of them fell on the ground. Together.
The gangster standing behind her pointed the muzzle of the pitch-black gun at her and pulled the trigger.
"Bang bang—bang!" There was a loud gunshot, and the sniper on the high platform aimed his sight at the past, but saw that it was the hut, and twitched the corner of his lips contemptuously.
"Fuck, killing a few pigs is worth the fuss."
Song Yuhang overturned the corpse on his body, got up and picked up the gun, and the people who came with her were still in shock, their faces were pale, and wept.
"Don't... don't kill me! I don't know anything, I'm just a driver!"
The accident happened too fast, when the man shot, Song Yuhang was already alert, and hid behind the two people who fell to the ground, blood spattered everywhere.
Taking advantage of the other party's dazed effort, she took out a knife from the dead man's body and swung it fiercely, hitting the center of the eyebrow.
Whether it's quick response or combat capability, it's done in one go, without any sloppiness.
Song Yuhang helped those innocent people up.
"Go, they want to silence!"
"But, but there are so many people outside, how do we go..."
Song Yuhang swept the corpses on the ground: "Change your clothes and walk in the southeast direction, where there are fewer guards."
After all, she was the first to take off the coat of the man she shot dead just now.
The rest of the people looked at each other, gritted their teeth, and crawled over to work.
Not long after, the wooden door opened.
The three people in the sniper's scope came out as usual, the night was dark, and it was hard to see whether there were blood stains on their clothes.
Song Yuhang lowered his voice and said, "Go straight ahead, don't look back."
Turn around and be shot on the spot.
Until a group of people walked out of the sniper's sight, came to the back of the house, and squatted under the eaves.
The tingling feeling of oppression disappeared.
Song Yuhang breathed a sigh of relief, and pointed to the pitch-black night.
"See the gap there? Don't stand up, crawl forward, get out and you'll be safe, go away."
Those two people were grateful: "Thank you, thank you."
After saying goodbye to her, he crawled over according to the order.
One of them looked back when he was about to get out of the barbed wire, and Song Yuhang had disappeared into the night.
There was a ruthless look in his eyes, and he patted his companion on the shoulder, who came back to his senses: "Quick..."
Before the word "go" was finished, warm blood spurted out from his neck. The man retracted the dagger, wiped the blood on his clothes, kicked him into the grass, and pressed the tiny mic on his collar. .
"Report, a note has sneaked in."
If Song Yuhang is a ruthless gangster who uses all means to achieve her goals, then her trip is destined to succeed. Unfortunately, she is a people's policeman, and she will never be able to raise the butcher's knife against unarmed civilians. robbery.
For some reason, Lin Yan, who was on standby outside, suddenly felt her heart skip a beat. The needle-like pain almost made her breathless, so she had to lean down slightly and hold the car door.
"Sister Hong..." Liu Zhi wanted to help her, but stopped talking.
Lin Yan waved his hands and took a few deep breaths to suppress the palpitations.
"fine."
Seeing the lights on the mountain road, she raised her hand.
"The man is coming, tell the brothers to prepare."