"You want me to find a way to dig out this family. This matter is very risky for me. Maybe my identity will be exposed. You only think about solving the case. Have you considered my safety?
Passed?" Yang Hongjun said with a sneer.
"Hongjun, how can you say this to Director Jiang and me? Are we like this? I hope you can understand. If you really don't want to continue, then forget it. But there is one thing I tell you,
We won't act easily without digging out Chu Zongping's family. Now it's the last minute, and we don't want to miss this step and let this big poison slip through the net." Lu Ming became a little anxious and argued with Yang Hongjun. Yang Hongjun listened.
Then he was silent for a long time, bowing his head in thought.
Lu Ming took out a lighter from his pocket, lit the flame, and then turned it off. Yang Hongjun didn't understand the meaning of Lu Ming's action and looked at him with wide eyes. Lu Ming said: "This is completely different from the outside."
It's just a lighter. In fact, its main function is a micro video recorder. You just need to press the button and hold it in your hand to record." Lu Ming pointed to a blue button at the bottom of the lighter and showed it to Yang Hongjun. Yang Hongjun
He took the lighter and observed it carefully.
The workmanship of this lighter is very exquisite. It is not much different from ordinary lighters in appearance. It just feels heavier than ordinary lighters in the hand. Yang Hongjun asked: "How long can this record be recorded and how much space is there inside."
"This lighter may not be big, but the hard disk space inside is very large, enough for you to record for five hours, no problem at all. It is the latest high-tech product developed. It also has many functions, and there is a bullet inside.
You lift the upper cover, which is the muzzle of the gun. There is also a button there. Press it and the bullet will be loaded. You only need to press another red button below to fire the bullet. You can also use it for self-defense." Lu Ming
Pointing at the lighter, he carefully explained its functions to Yang Hongjun.
"Thank you!" Yang Hongjun put the lighter in front of his eyes and looked at it over and over for a while, then nodded to Lu Ming to thank him.
Lu Ming patted Yang Hongjun on the shoulder and said: "You don't need to thank me. Instead, we should say 'thank you' to you! I know how you have suffered, because I have also done undercover work. Contact me anytime if you have any situation. Try to be careful."
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Lu Ming raised his wrist and looked at his watch and continued: "It's not too early now, so you should go back quickly. I'll go down first, and you can leave in ten minutes." After saying that, Lu Ming walked away in the howling cold wind.
Only Yang Hongjun was left standing on the huge rooftop, looking up at the gloomy sky. He put the lighter in his pocket, looked up at the sky, and suddenly found that the world was so vast, but people were so small. He was in the vastness.
There is just an insignificant speck of dust in the universe. So why do you live in this world?
In the past, I always wanted to be a just and courageous policeman, but now it seems that I am only one step away from this goal. Thinking of Lu Ming's words just now, are you willing to give up? Yang Hongjun only feels a headache. He doesn't know whether it is the pain from the wind or the pain from the wind.
Thinking about it gives me a headache...
Zijun has a rest today, and Yang Hongjun goes directly home for dinner. It feels so good to go home, maybe home is a person's haven.
Zijun had cooked several dishes and was waiting for him to come home for dinner. As soon as Yang Hongjun entered the door, he smelled a scent, saw Zijun taking off his apron, and said to her with a smile: "What did you do today?"
Is it delicious? I smelled it right outside the door. Now your cooking skills are getting better and better. I wonder if I can still eat it when you get married? "
Being able to eat at home is also a happy thing for Yang Hongjun. When he entered the house, he also felt relieved and sleepy when he first met Lu Ming. Especially when he saw that his sister Yang Zijun's mood had improved a lot recently.
"You eat in the hotel almost every day, flying in the sky, crawling on the ground, and swimming in the water. You haven't eaten anything. Is it because you haven't been home for a long time and you are trying to flatter me?" Yang Zijun said angrily.
Yang Hongjun didn't tell the difference and just smiled.
The two of them sat at the dining table to eat. Yang Hongjun had a good appetite today and was already serving the third bowl of rice. Yang Zijun had already finished eating, so he sat at the table and looked at Yang Hongjun. "Why have you finished eating just now? Are you on a diet again?"
! This is my third bowl. I can always prove that I am not flattering you, but your food is really delicious!" Yang Hongjun took a sip of soup and looked at the empty bowl in front of Yang Zijun. He also said
He pointed at the two dishes in front of him with his chopsticks.
"If you eat the fourth bowl, I will believe that you are not flattering me!" Yang Zijun said with a smile. A pair of big eyes looked at his brother Yang Hongjun mischievously. Their parents died young, and they have been dependent on each other for many years, and they have a very close relationship.
deep.
"You think I'm a rice pail. I'm afraid my stomach will burst." Yang Hongjun said cheerfully. At the same time, he picked up the bowl and put it to his mouth. He fiddled with it with chopsticks and ate all the rice in the bowl. See
My brother has such a good appetite. Yang Zijun is also very happy.
At this time the doorbell rang, Yang Zijun stood up and opened the door. A little girl dressed as a waiter stood at the door, holding a bouquet of roses in her hand. The little girl looked at Yang Zijun and said: "Hello, I am a waiter in a flower shop. Excuse me.
Is Miss Yang Zijun here?"
"I am." Yang Zijun said lightly. She seemed to know the purpose of the little girl's visit.
"Someone gave you flowers!" The little girl brought the roses in her hands to Yang Zijun. Yang Zijun took them in her hands and smelled the fragrance of the roses. She only felt that the fragrance was refreshing. She smiled and said to the little girl: "Thank you.
!" The little girl waved goodbye to her. When Yang Zijun saw the little girl coming downstairs, he closed the door, took the flowers to the living room, and put them in a vase on the cabinet. Yang Hongjun took out a cigarette and used the
Ming lit the lighter that Ming gave him. Then he looked at his sister's actions.
"Why don't you see who sent it?" Yang Hongjun asked. Yang Zijun didn't say anything but smiled slightly.
"Is he that lawyer? I seem to have not seen him for a long time." Yang Hongjun continued to ask. Yang Zijun nodded.
Seeing his sister's attitude, Yang Hongjun felt uncomfortable. He stood up and walked to Yang Zijun. Yang Zijun pretended to clean up. "Actually, I think that lawyer is quite nice. He looks elegant and can read well."
, the key is that I am infatuated with you. I have been sending you flowers for so long. Why don’t you accept him? I really can’t understand!”
"Brother, I know how to deal with my affairs, so don't ask me." Yang Zijun avoided the question a little, and she was evasive in her words. Seeing Zijun's attitude, Yang Hongjun couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
He walked to the TV and turned on the phone and said to himself: "Wen Fei, what's so good about this kind of person? He's just a little gangster. Although he's rich now, he might have nothing one day. It's impossible.
It’s a waste of money.”
When Yang Zijun heard what he said, he felt that what his brother said was very unpleasant. He stood up coldly and walked to the room without saying a word. When he closed the door, he used a little more force. There was a "bang" sound, and Yang Hongjun suddenly
She was startled. Then she shook her head and thought to herself, after she completes her mission, she will take her sister away from here so that she can forget some people and things here and start her own life again. Thinking of this, Yang Hongjun is full of confidence in the future.
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In the evening, Yang Hongjun drove out from home and went straight to the "Jinyumantang" leisure club on East Street. When he came to a box inside, Chu Zongping was singing a song loudly. His voice was rough and bold, which was most suitable for singing that kind of vicissitudes of life.
, a majestic song.
There were many people sitting inside, and there were many wine bottles scattered around the coffee table. When Chu Zongping finished singing, two scantily clad ladies came to Chu Zongping with two glasses of wine to toast him.
Zongping looked like he was welcome to come. He raised his head and drank two glasses of wine in one gulp. There was a round of applause and cheers. Chu Zongping put his hand on the microphone on the coffee table.
A young lady next to her picked her up and ran to the projection screen to sing. Yang Hongjun walked up to Chu Zongping and said loudly: "Brother, it seems that you are in a good mood today. You are singing much more energetically than usual." The sound was turned up very loudly.
It was large, but there was a burst of rock music inside, and Yang Hongjun felt that his ears could not stand the strong music.
Chu Zongping pointed outside and signaled Yang Hongjun to go out. Yang Hongjun understood and walked out of the box, and Chu Zongping also came out. The two came to a room upstairs. The soundproofing inside was very good, and the soundproofing outside was very good.
The noise inside became much weaker. Chu Zongping turned on the light and sat down on the sofa. Yang Hongjun stood aside.
"What are you standing for? Sit down!" Chu Zongping said to Yang Hongjun. Yang Hongjun sat down next to Chu Zongping.
Chu Zongping took out a cigar and waved it in front of Yang Hongjun. Yang Hongjun waved his hand and said: "This kind of cigarette smells very strong. I can't stand it. It's better to smoke my own." He took out a cigar from his body and then
Stand up and talk to Chu Zongping first.
Seeing the exquisite lighter held by Yang Hongjun, Chu Zongping asked: "Did you buy this lighter newly? It's very exquisite!" He stretched out his hand and motioned for Yang Hongjun to hand it over. Yang Hongjun couldn't help but feel nervous.
Afraid of arousing Chu Zongping's suspicion, he handed the lighter in the thug's hand to Chu Zongping. He felt that his hands were trembling slightly.
Yang Hongjun deliberately pretended to be casual and said: "This lighter was given to me by a friend and has been kept at home. I saw it accidentally when I got home today and just put it in my pocket. It is not new." Chu Zongping
Without saying anything, Yang Hongjun put the lighter in his hand and fiddled with it. Seeing Chu Zongping's focused look, Yang Hongjun broke out in a cold sweat.
"This lighter is quite heavy. The workmanship seems to be more exquisite, and the price should not be cheap." Chu Zongping said, blowing out a burst of smoke from his mouth. Yang Hongjun pretended to smile on his face, but he wanted to cry in his heart. What if?
Chu Zongping saw something, it was a fatal matter. Yang Hongjun's hands were sweating.