The heavy rain that lasted for several days finally turned into light rain.
However, this tranquility is just an appearance. The weather forecast says that there will be heavy rain that will last for several days in the near future, but at that time it will have nothing to do with Ai Liang.
Ai Liang got off the bus wearing a black raincoat and came to the familiar Jinyang Avenue.
He found a public restroom nearby and turned his face into that of a hermit. He came here today to say goodbye to his old partner.
Ai Liang avoided the surveillance cameras and came to a waste recycling station.
The scavengers emerged from the iron door in twos and threes with lonely expressions.
Two days after Xu Zhihai disappeared mysteriously, this group of old men and women went to the police station to make a fuss, asking them to find Xu Zhihai's whereabouts.
However, in the end, all we got was the news of Xu Zhihai's death.
When he went to an abandoned warehouse to scavenge, he encountered illegal transactions and was silenced.
This is a unified confession given by the police in accordance with the above requirements.
When Xu Zhihai was still alive, he was very friendly to everyone here and would lend a helping hand no matter what difficulties the other party encountered.
This group of scavengers truly regarded Xu Zhihai as their own grandson, but unfortunately, the real Xu Zhihai had long ago sold his body to the devil, and all they had to deal with was the reverberation of his consciousness.
It was getting late, and after the last scavenger left the recycling station, Ai Liang came out of a nearby alley.
Ai Liang casually picked up an iron part from some machine and cut off the circuit of the recycling station camera.
In order to save electricity, the boss once connected the monitoring of the recycling bin to the public surveillance system, which means that the surveillance video may leave a backup on the hard drive of the business department.
That's why Ai Liang directly disabled the monitoring.
Ai Liang walked through the door of the recycling bin and came to Xiaohu's office.
The person involved did not notice anything amiss outside, and sat in front of the computer to carefully check the bill.
"Moose."
Ai Liang stood at the door and called.
Stab.
Chairs and floors make squeaking noises
Mustache, or underground intelligence agent Mus, his eyes flashed sharply when he heard someone calling his name, and he quickly rushed under the desk.
"It's me, the hermit." Ai Liang took off his hood, revealing his wild face.
"Brother, I was wrong, please let me go. I didn't know that the police investigating the death of the rag collector would find out about our second-hand business!"
Moose squatted under the table and cried.
"Since I'm here, I naturally know your identity. Continuing to pretend will only waste your and my time." Ai Liang approached step by step and stood two meters away from the desk.
"You can continue to act stupid and try to pry open the floor tiles to get the gun from inside, but don't blame me for being ruthless when you point the gun at me."
The movement under the table suddenly stopped.
Moose slowly poked half of his head out from behind the computer screen.
"Fuck, it's really you. How did you know my identity?" After seeing Ai Liang's face, Musi's heart suddenly relaxed.
He thought some guy from the black zone had discovered his true identity and was planning to come over disguised as a hermit and kill him.
As for why you didn’t suspect it was the police?
If the police get the clues, what else will they say to you? They will just point a gun at your head and ask for your cooperation.
Facing Moose's question, Ai Liang replied: "It's hard to find another person in Nevada City who is as stingy as you."
It was discovered that Moose's identity was actually the same as the meeting at the breakfast shop a month ago.
If he hadn't discovered his identity, Ai Liang wouldn't have bothered to help him find his phone and listened to the nonsense he and the bun shop owner were talking about behind the scenes.
It is really embarrassing for an underground intelligence agent to have his phone stolen by a pickpocket.
However, Ai Liang was careless about this matter and did not tell Mu Si the truth, because it would make no difference to tell the werewolf self-destruction.
"Who says it can't be found? This man named Sun is no less stingy than me. In order to save money, he abandoned his wife and children and ran away alone."
Moose patted the non-existent dust on his knees and sat down on the office chair again.
"I have been playing this guy for these years, and I have even earned the title of a peerless good man. MD! The more I think about it, the more I lose. I paid for the dialysis, I did the good things, but in the end the reputation belongs to that scumbag!"
Moose was indignant and pounded the table hard. He didn't know whether it was because he was dissatisfied with that scumbag or because he regretted the reputation he had given up to others.
Yes, where can there be so many touching and warm stories in the world? As mentioned before, there must be more trouble than happiness in this world, and tragedy far outweighs comedy.
What a bullshit kind-hearted man. If Moose hadn't needed a fake identity to sneak into this family, the child would have been sent to an orphanage long ago, and the grass on the mistress's grave would be half a meter high now.
Musi thought for a while before bringing the topic back on track: "So why are you looking for me? Who are that Xu Zhihai and the person who smashed my bar before? I am wanted by almost all of China now!"
If one had to say which passer-by was most at fault in the series of incidents caused by Thousand Faces Man, it was undoubtedly Mus.
Because Musi has a close relationship with the Hermit, the Thousand-Faced Man wants to use him to fish out the Hermit.
After discovering from a series of incidents that the hermit was involved in this matter and might possess a spell, the Countermeasures Bureau also set its sights on Mus.
In this way, he was implicated by Ai Liang and got into trouble with two dragons crossing the river for no reason.
Musi originally wanted to teach those ignorant guys a lesson, but before he could teach him the lesson, the officials suddenly fell out with him and searched everywhere for his whereabouts.
As a result, he can't even show up now, so he can only act as the owner of the recycling bin, and even this identity is almost lost.
The man named Xu Zhihai was also implicated in this incident. When a group of police officers surrounded the recycling bin, Moose almost died of fright on the spot. Fortunately, in the end, they only made a simple inquiry.
However, before leaving, they conveniently took over the second-hand goods industry chain, allowing Moose to suffer a lot from his previous family.
Ai Liang came here this time just to remind Moose that Nevada City could no longer accommodate him.
"Xu Zhihai and the people who smashed up your bar are related to the group of people who came into contact with the Maoyan Gang ten years ago. Do you still want to continue asking?" Ai Liang used a comparison to explain how much trouble he had gotten into.
Musi, who was panting heavily with anger, was like a big rooster with his neck strangled, and all his complaining voices were swallowed back.
"So it's actually an official special agency that's looking for me?"
Moose asked tentatively.
Although he didn't know exactly what that special agency was doing, he knew just by looking at the level of secrecy that if he was caught, there would be no return.
"That's right, they originally came to find me, but I hid it too deeply, so I set the idea on you." Ai Liang openly admitted that he had implicated him.
Ai Liang believed in Musi's character and was not worried that he would hold a grudge because of it. He was able to rise up because of his reputation as a hermit, and now he is declining because of hermit. This is a perfect echo.