Before I knew it, it was already night and the room was pitch dark.
Suddenly there was movement in the corridor, a burst of heavy and chaotic footsteps.
Lu Ming immediately woke up and grabbed a horn-handled paper knife on the table.
Although this knife is called a paper knife, and it is indeed only used for cutting paper, it is sharper than ordinary knives and can be used as a dagger at critical moments.
His gun was locked in the safe on the wall and couldn't be taken out for a while. He had to rely on this knife in emergencies.
The reason why he was so alert was because of what happened during the day.
A gentleman is magnanimous, and a villain always has a close relationship. After Cao Boren was beaten, he would not let it go, and would definitely find his Qing Gang's backstage. The Qing Gang would not be able to swallow this breath, so they would definitely come to cause trouble for him.
Lu Ming clenched the handle of the knife and carefully came to the door, preparing to wait for the other party to break down the door and knock down one of them as a shield. He was not afraid of a random fight, but was afraid that the other party had a gun in his hand. If he had the other party's people in his hand,
It would be impossible for the other party to shoot him randomly.
The footsteps sounded like those of five people, but they stopped when they reached the door.
Lu Ming's heart suddenly lifted, and his adrenaline began to surge, preparing for a fierce battle.
"Is this the one?" asked a nasty person outside.
"It's right here, yes, boss."
"That's good, don't make a mistake. There doesn't seem to be anyone inside?"
"Whatever, let's just deliver the letter. Once the letter is delivered, it's done." Another voice said erratically.
After a rustling sound, something squeezed in from under the door, and then the chaotic footsteps outside sounded again. Strangely, they seemed to be leaving footsteps.
Lu Ming didn't dare to move. He waited until the footsteps left the building, then returned to the table and turned on the light.
At that time, most people in Shanghai were still lighting kerosene lamps. The area where the house he bought happened to have electricity, so he took advantage of it and installed electric lights.
He came to the door and looked at the thing stuffed in. It turned out to be a letter.
He cut the envelope with the paper knife in his hand, and there was a line of paper on the inside: Mr. Lu, please bring Miss Yuan Mingzhu to have tea at Cyclamen Tea House at nine o'clock tomorrow morning to judge the right and wrong of today's incident.
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The person who sent the letter was naturally the Qing Gang. It was understandable that the letter was sent to him. It is estimated that the other party did not dare to directly break into the residence of the Cao Gang boss, so they had to pick on his soft persimmon.
Tea talk is a way for gangs to discuss right and wrong. If there is a conflict between gangs, the first step is not to fight. Instead, both parties agree on a place and invite the gang bosses they know to be present.
Judge the right and wrong of the conflict. In this way, the winning party will gain face and benefit, and the losing party will not be completely defeated.
Drinking tea is indeed very particular in China. All big and small things can be sorted out in a cup of tea. This is a very civilized way of communication. If you kill like Young and Dangerous, not to mention that both sides will lose, even the police station will
It is not allowed. Armed fighting will inevitably injure citizens and affect social order. During the Republic of China, the method of maintaining social security was very simple. If the police could not suppress the situation, the army was immediately deployed to control the situation.
It should be said that what the gangs fear most is not the government or the police, but the army, because the army is more powerful and unreasonable than them. As long as they give an order, they will kill as many as they are told. After killing, they will just press the car horn.
Leave without discussion.
Lu Ming put the letter in a drawer of his desk, sat down to meditate, and straightened out his thoughts.
If you want to find someone to intercede, the best candidate is of course Sheng Youde. As long as Sheng Youde comes forward for a big matter, no matter it is the Qing Gang, Hong Gang, or Cao Gang, they have to give some face. But now the Sheng family
He hasn't even taken care of his own affairs, so he can't cause any more trouble.
The second choice was Zhang Ziyang. He thought about it but rejected it. Fights between gangs were very taboo and it was taboo for one party to ask someone from the government or the police station to come forward. Otherwise, he would be scolded for being disrespectful, and the meaning of having tea would be lost.
Hong helped him get to know a few prominent people, but he didn't know him well enough to get people to support him. In that case, he would have to spend a lot of money to invite others to come forward. He didn't know if he could settle the matter.
After much deliberation, he simply put all this behind him. Since the other party informed him to go have tea, it meant that they did not want to make this matter a big deal. In this case, he simply settled it himself.
In any case, he had a reason for this matter. Cao Boren openly took pictures of a beautiful girl on the street, which was obviously provocative, disrespectful, and even meant to blackmail him afterwards. Based on this, even if he was beaten,
It was still reasonable to smash his camera, not to mention that Cao Boren was not injured and the camera was not damaged. At most, he would be compensated for a roll of film.
While he was thinking about this, suddenly there was another sound in the corridor outside. This time it was not heavy footsteps, but a rustling sound, like a snake swimming by.
Lu Ming's body tensed up again, his nerves tightening like bow strings. He heard an ominous meaning from the subtle sound.
How is this going?
He often spends the night in this detective agency, more often than he spends the night in the apartment, but the corridor outside is always dead silent, there is never a sound, because no one comes here at night, and there is a guard building outside.
There is a night watchman at the door. Outsiders cannot enter this building without sufficient reasons.
He hesitated to open the safe and take out the pistol inside, but after thinking about it he still didn't move.
He quietly walked to the door step by step, then grabbed the door handle, opened the door suddenly, and jumped out of the door.
But there was no one in the corridor.
Could it be a rat out for food? He shook his head, maybe he was too suspicious.
However, just when he turned around and returned to the house, he suddenly found a bright red bloody handprint on the door, which was particularly eye-catching under the light from the house.
He could be sure that it had just been left, because the blood on the bloody handprint was still flowing down, leaving several eye-catching marks on the door.
He rushed downstairs and looked around, but there was still no one there. He rushed to the door of the building, saw the sleepy night watchman behind the counter, and asked him if he had seen anyone come in.
The night watchman said with embarrassment that someone did come in, but he didn't dare to stop him because he was from the Qinggang. No one else came in, so he swore that only a group of people came in.
Lu Ming suddenly screamed something bad and hurriedly ran upstairs again. Sure enough, his door was closed. Was it closed by someone or by the night breeze?
He stood in front of the door and hesitated for a while. The house was not safe now. But he couldn't stand outside all the time. He took out the key and opened the door. The moment he pushed the door open, he suddenly stepped aside.
To prevent people inside from attacking him.
There was someone in the room, and she was a woman, because after opening the door, he smelled a faint smell of perfume.
The person inside was hiding behind the door, where he had previously hidden, preparing to wait for him to enter so as to sneak attack him.
He pressed his body tightly against the wall, waiting for the person inside to come out so he could start.
Neither of them moved, as if they were testing each other's patience. There was only their subtle breathing and pounding heartbeats between them.
"May I ask where you are from, my friend? If you want to ask for money but you have come to the wrong place, I don't have any money here." Lu Ming said in a deep voice.
There is no doubt that the other party is not from the Qinggang, because women rarely join the gang, and even if they do, they are family members, and a female thief or killer will not suddenly appear.
There was no reply from inside.
"Do you want to spend the whole night with me? I'll accompany you, but in the morning many people will come. What will my friend do then?" Lu Ming chuckled.
He was smiling, but his facial muscles were tense, and the paper knife in his hand was ready to strike at any time.
"Friends, how about we sit down and have a glass of wine and talk about the weather. I don't have any money in the house, but I have good wine." Lu Ming continued teasing, hoping to paralyze the other person or make him make mistakes while busy. The worst thing is
The best thing is that the other party will not move, so he will be stared to death.
Even if this stalemate continues, in the morning all the people working in the building will come, and the people inside will have no choice but to be captured, but if you keep him in this position all night, there is nothing you can do. He is not a sniper.
It is said that a sniper who has received strict training can remain in one position for up to seventy-two hours. He couldn't figure out how to do it. He was even more powerful than a ninjutsu master.
The other party is probably betting on his strength. If he can't hold on and doesn't dare to take the initiative to enter the house to attack, he will have no choice but to escape outside, and the people inside will have a chance to escape.
"Friend, you may not know that my door can be locked from the outside. If I lock the door, you won't be able to come out and will have to jump from the window." Lu Ming continued to cheat.
He said this and was prepared to do so. Although the floor he was on was only the second floor, and if he jumped down, he would probably break his ankle and not even break his ankle, but he still wanted to force the other party to jump off the building and escape.
Just as he was talking, a black shadow suddenly emerged from inside, and the paper knife in his hand instinctively cut out, but the black shadow smashed through the window opposite the door with a stone, and then fell like a meteor.
Lu Ming's knife only cut through the air, and did not cut the opponent's body.
His face was pale and his hands were shaking slightly. Now he was sure that the other party must be a female killer. Her courage and ruthlessness could be seen from the fact that she dared to break through the window and jump out.
But when did he provoke a female killer?
He concluded that this had absolutely nothing to do with Cao Boren, as Cao Boren could not hire such a female killer.
"What's wrong?"
The night watchman ran up panting. He also heard the earth-shattering sound and hurried up to check.
"It's okay. I wonder if some idiot was idle and smashed the window with a stone. I'll find someone to repair it when it gets daybreak." Lu Ming pretended to be relaxed.
The night watchman looked at the broken glass on the ground and the window frames that had become fragmented, and murmured: "Good guy, how heavy is the stone to smash the window like this?"
"That's right, this Yasan may be a strong man." Lu Ming tilted his mouth and let out a breath.