Du He pondered for a whole morning.

There was a large shade of trees in this yard, and the sun was shining. Du He moved a recliner and lay in the courtyard with a calm expression. He looked calm and looked like he was sleeping for a long time.

Jiang Ling and Du He have been together all day and have known Du He's temper for a long time and knows that he is thinking about things. Jiang Ling himself is anxious and cannot think of such a meticulous thing, so he tries to do things as quietly as possible, not daring to make any noise, for fear of disturbing Du He.

It was not until midnight that Li Ertong came out of the small room of his coworker's sister-in-law, held his hands uneasily, stood hesitantly at the edge of the yard, and looked at Du He under the shade of the tree from time to time, Du He moved.

"Yetong, what new news is there?"

Du He didn't have to open his eyes to know who the person was. He rubbed his eyes and made a sound on his own initiative.

Li Ertong breathed a sigh of relief, trotted to Du He, poured a cup of hot tea for Du He, and whispered: "Brother Ah, when I was chatting with my sister-in-law just now, she said she had received the news. The concession police station asked for a note and the superiors wanted to find someone. They would come to the hall for inspection in half a day. I don't know if the news is true..."

"It should be true." Du He said affirmatively, recalling and thinking about Luo Haosheng and the detective named Lin Tingzhi whom he met a long time ago when Lian Kuiban caught fire.

That meeting was not a pleasant one, but Du He gained a lot.

After Du He's temptation, he found that Lin Tingzhi's words revealed a meaning inside and outside, that is, the police station and major forces are really inextricably linked, and one move will affect the whole body. Any movement will attract the attention of all parties.

If there is no major force behind Changsan Tang, Du He does not believe that this industry can last for such a long time, so Changsan Tang will definitely receive news about the big things in the police station.

The Changsan Tang, who was not up or down, was also considering well-informed.

First of all, brothels are places where news is dense, and there are mixed things. There are all kinds of people from all walks of life. When the three of them live in, they will not make a splash in this deep water.

The price of the book house is not much higher than that of the Changsan Hall, but the book house is more particular, with few customers and too cold, and those who come and go are sensitive people. When Du He and his side go out, they will be betrayed if they enter the door.

The Changsan Tang only recognizes money and gives enough money. He can also live in a unique yard. He closes the door and no matter what he does, no one will ask about it. He is also well-informed.

Straighten his waist from the chair, Du He shook his neck and stretched his waist, "Tell A Ling, we will leave after lunch."

Jiang Ling's voice came from behind Du He and responded crisply: "I know! Ahe, you finally got up. Did you think of some solution?"

Du He let out a sigh, chuckled and said, "No, I'm hungry."

Jiang Ling rushed over, her pretty face full of impatientness, and she seemed to be angry with Du He who was too slow to be angry.

Du He jumped up quickly and shook his hand and said, "A Ling, there is a solution, but I still can't say it's right now. After dinner, we will meet the sister in the wing room."

"What are you doing when you see her? Are you not afraid of having needle holes!" Jiang Ling blushed and spat, with disagreement on her face.

When I came before, Jiang Ling had met the "sister" in the same room in order to do a show. The prostitute named Ai Ming was actually about the same age as Jiang Ling, but with fashionable curly hair and delicate makeup, she looked like a fashionable girl in an upright and beautiful life. Jiang Ling and Miss Ai Ming were more like an ignorant little girl.

Du He didn't know what the two said, but since he came out of that room, Jiang Ling has been avoiding Miss Aiming like a snake and scorpion, even walking far away.

Du He didn't understand why Jiang Ling rejected Aiming so much, but he still explained patiently: "Aling, I have serious things to talk about when I meet her. Didn't that Miss Aiming also agree with us? We also want to help her become the top player."

"If you want to go, go, don't be frightened. I won't go!" Jiang Ling opened his mouth, and finally stomped his feet, and simply said something angry and left nothing.

Du He knew that Jiang Ling had a strong personality, but he was very angry, so he just explained his arrangements to her, so he didn't chase him, so he gave Li Ertong a wink and walked towards Miss Aiming's room.

Before I entered the door, I heard the music coming from the room.

The female voice was singing a sweet and slow song in a hurry, which was probably the same as the couple's wings, and they were not as sweet as theirs together. Du He listened to a passage at the door, and then knocked on the door after the female voice stopped.

"Oh, it's Mr. He, please come in quickly."

Miss Aiming changed to her usual voice and greeted Du He in typical Shanghai dialect.

Usually, Du He always feels that some things cannot be heard clearly when listening to Shanghai dialect, and can only be understood by guessing and meaning. However, Miss Ai Ming’s Shanghai dialect is very interesting. Her speaking speed is very slow, allowing Du He to hear every word clearly without being anxious because of his slow speech. He is a person who makes people comfortable by just listening to the sound.

"Hello, Miss Aiming, I'm taking the liberty to disturb Yaxing. Are you rehearsing a new song?"

Du He took off his hat and entered Miss Aiming's room.

She didn't turn on the lights, and took advantage of the sunlight in the window, tilted on the kang beside the bed. A woman in her thirties was helping her fiddle with the phonograph.

Du and the gentleman's classmate, Miss Ai Ming greeted her, and smiled and greeted Li Ertong's sister-in-law on the side.

"Oh, Mr. He, I came here just right, I don't recognize you at all, please take a look..."

Miss Ai Ming's temperament is rare, not pure or silly, and her body is born with a lazy laziness. Strictly speaking, people are not very beautiful, with no eyebrows, no big eyes, and slightly thick lips. The advantages can only be said to be white. At first glance, they can only be said to be an ordinary young woman.

But those eyes, like the finishing touch, made the whole face liven up. Miss Aiming has single eyelids, which looks half open, with long eyelashes drooping, covering half of the eyeballs. She looks unspirited. This kind of inspiration is not annoying, just like a daughter who has just woken up, making people feel distressed and want her to sleep in her arms for a while.

He is indeed a distinctive beauty.

Du He looked at Miss Ai Ming's appearance openly and praised without hesitation: "Miss Ai Ming is naturally elegant and no less than a star in the pictorial."

Miss Ai Ming covered her mouth and smiled, and lowered her eyes, making people not want to talk to outsiders.

Du He was a little dizzy, said rudely, then came to Miss Aiming and looked at the book in her hand.

A faint fragrance came, and the white and slender fingers that Miss Aiming had buckled on the book were dyed on Du He's nose.

"It's this word, Mr. He." Miss Aiming pointed the word in the book, raised her head again, and looked at Du He with anticipation, "It's the best."
Chapter completed!