I suppressed the excitement in my heart and thought about it for a while. This job cannot be without risks. Mustache said, Liang Chenghua is an unknown person, and few people in the street know him, but lack of fame does not mean lack of ability, just like what happened in the video tape
Most people can't do that kind of thing.
But I still feel at ease with Xiao Hu. We have done things together with him several times. He is very secretive and plans everything very carefully.
So I thought for a moment and agreed to Mustache's request.
"When you go there, you will definitely have to suffer some grievances. It will be difficult for everyone."
"I know." I nodded. Doing this kind of thing cannot be as satisfying as traveling around the mountains and rivers. Mustache's task is also very difficult and tricky. Who are Lei Yingxiong and the gloomy face? From their hands
Taking out goods is no different from pulling teeth out of a tiger's mouth.
"It doesn't matter how many people or how much money we have in this matter. I can only rely on you." Mustache put his hand on my shoulder, and I felt that this hand was as heavy as a mountain.
Is this a sense of mission? I don't know, but I really want to find the old man and know the truth.
Mustache had already secretly arranged the relevant details, and then he spent almost half a day analyzing the situation on Liang Chenghua's side with me. These situations were all reported back by Ma Fei, who was beside Liang Chenghua, looking for opportunities to be credible.
It should be very high.
When Liang Chenghua's men are not working, they are no different from other clerks on the market, but their whereabouts are relatively hidden, and they are not allowed to inquire about each other's details.
No one knows the time and specific location of each of their actions in advance. They are all announced temporarily by Liang Chenghua, and the location is very irregular. This time they will be in Henan, and next time they may be in Hubei. They are running around all over the country. Once they need to do something, they will
Someone had arranged the vehicles, routes and everything related in advance, and was very cautious anyway.
Ma Fei, the insider arranged by Mustache, was not distrusted by Liang Chenghua. On the contrary, Liang Chenghua took good care of him, paid him very generously, and took him with him every time he took action. But Ma Fei has always been excluded from the core
It is confidential, which means that he cannot enter the cave and can only stay outside.
It can be seen from this that Liang Chenghua is very measured in doing things and takes care of him, but he will never violate any principle.
There is a very noteworthy point in the information fed back by Ma Fei: Every time Liang Chenghua leads people to do something, there will be a convoy to support him. There are trucks in the convoy, which are used to load many heavy iron boxes.
"box?!"
As soon as I heard these two words, I immediately shivered, and some scenes popped up in my mind like a conditioned reflex: the abandoned basement in Yuanshan, Jiangbei, the corpse suspected of being Cao Shuang in the basement, and the dying corpse
The words "box" left behind...
Many fragmentary clues kept jumping in my mind, and the word "box" seemed to be vaguely connecting these fragmentary clues together.
"What's in the box? Didn't Ma Fei figure it out?"
"No, he has no chance." Mustache shook his head slightly.
These boxes are an absolute minefield. No one can get close without Liang Chenghua's order. Ma Fei tried to contact him and pretended to approach the car loading the boxes unintentionally, but before he got there, he was forced to the head with a gun.
After he came back, Liang Chenghua scolded him so harshly that Ma Fei didn't dare to do it anymore.
It's not that Ma Fei doesn't have the courage, but the fact is terrible. Liang Chenghua said that if anyone tries to get close to the cars with boxes again, they won't just push them back with a gun.
However, apart from boxes and caves, Liang Chenghua didn't have many other taboos. Members of the gang could drink and play cards just like the guys in Pankou, but they were not allowed to go out casually. Ma Fei was doing well and had a certain degree of freedom when doing things.
, he was the one who shot the videotape, and he also handed over the relevant information when he found an opportunity.
As for other very detailed things, I will have to slowly experience and ponder them after I go there.
I already know everything about Mustache's overall arrangements. Normally, there shouldn't be any big problems, but some of the key factors still require me to pay special attention to them. For example, how long will I be an undercover agent with Liang Chenghua? Originally, I wanted to
He persuaded himself to face everything calmly, but when he thought of words like eighteen years in the enemy's camp, he immediately lost his courage. Mustache said that it would not be too long, because Liang Chenghua's actions were relatively frequent, and Ma Fei only stayed there for one year.
More, the same action has been carried out at least three times. The opportunity is there, it just depends on whether it can be grasped.
Mustache is cautious but never sloppy. Once he decides on something, he is very decisive. On the third day after our discussion, he said that everything was arranged and we could leave immediately.
In fact, I was still relatively calm at this time, because things were so bad, so I felt even calmer. I had nothing to let go of. I originally wanted to ask the monk to take good care of Ma Daddy before I left, but when I saw what the old guy was eating
With his face flushed, he was sitting on the sofa tasting Tieguanyin weighing two to three thousand one kilogram. He felt that his worries were a bit unnecessary. Ma Dad had all kinds of problems, but his greatest advantage was that he never had trouble with himself.
I didn't tell Ma Dad exactly what I was going to do. Mustache wouldn't let me tell him. I didn't want Ma Dad to worry, so I left Nanjing directly that day. Mustache had already been assigned to Liang Chenghua's place, so I still had relevant experience, but
This procedure is more troublesome, requires someone else to take me there, and costs money. It is even more difficult than entering a public institution.
He took me to Huangpi alone, and then went out to pave the road. Once the joints were opened, it was inconvenient for the mustache to show up. He handed me over to the jointer, without saying anything, and just patted me again.
Shoulder.
"Ma Fei is very reliable. You should listen to him more when you go there. If the situation is not right, I will pick you up immediately."
When he said these words, I felt a faint melancholy in my heart. I could no longer rely on others and had to walk alone on the road ahead.
But I didn't say anything more, I just nodded silently, like a child sent to kindergarten by his parents, feeling a little aggrieved.
Mustache left, and I could only watch his back disappear from sight little by little.
Maybe it’s because I’ve been with them for a long time, and the mustached monks always stand up for me or protect me closely when things happen. I feel a little dependent on them unconsciously, and I feel uncomfortable when they are suddenly separated. I feel like I’ve been abandoned. It’s like I’ve been abandoned.
A person lost in the wilderness relied on a vague light to guide him, but now, the light has disappeared.
When his back was completely invisible, I felt extremely lonely, and the sense of loss in my heart became even stronger.
"Wei Tian, are you a little too ridiculous?" I rubbed my eyes and asked myself. In fact, up to now, I don't even know the name of the mustache. I am so dependent on someone who doesn't even know his name.
Only a heartless person like me can do it.
But it was such an unknown person who made me feel safe, and after returning from Kaiyang, I began to trust him little by little without realizing it.
I know that he must have reasons for using me, but I am unwilling to deny everything he has done because of these problems. I am stupid, really stupid, and my sense of right and wrong is very bad, especially when it comes to distinguishing between good people and bad people.
Above, if someone is good to me, even if he kills people and sets fire, I will feel good about him. If someone is not good to me, even if he saves all sentient beings, saves lives and heals the wounded, I will feel bad about him.
The person in charge of the connection was a middle-aged man in his forties, named Shizi. He looked a bit slovenly and spoke very slickly. But he was very kind to me. After Mustache left, Shishi took me to his car. The car
As we drove, the stool introduced me to this and that place. I asked him where he wanted to go, and he said to go to Soseoksai.
The name of Sosekizai is also an antique shop. When I went to the place, I saw that the front door was not big, but the inside was very spacious. I was very familiar with this place. I said hello to the shopkeeper and took me to the back, while telling me
: "When I meet the second fat man later, you can follow him. The road is paved."
I hummed, and the stool laughed and told me not to be so formal. We are all our own people, and we might have to interact with each other in the future. Let’s just treat it like meeting and making friends this time.
The two of us went to the backyard. The yard was paved with blue bricks and there were a row of bungalows on the east and west sides. After looking around for a while, he raised his voice and shouted in the backyard: "Second Fatty, here are the tickets."
Someone answered, and I heard that the sound came from the room next to it, but after the answer, nothing was said, and no one was seen. I was impatient to wait for the stool, and I opened the window to look, maybe I saw some scene that was not suitable for children.
He turned around and smiled obscenely at me, making an exaggerated R-rated move.
These people are like this. There are people like this among the old man in Jiangbei. I don’t care. I kept holding the window with my stool and kept looking at it. Then the door on the other side opened. A short fat man held up his pants and cursed: "Look at you, uncle."
"He's from Jiangbei." The contact person turned back and pointed at me, still grinning happily. The second fat man pretended to kick him, then nodded politely to me and looked me up and down.
"He is a good guy, very responsible and honest." Shizi praised me, and the second fat man nodded repeatedly. His waist was very thick, and it was very difficult to tie the belt. He looked very wretched, and he was born with an unpopular appearance.
Steal like a thief.
"Tell me in the house, tell me in the house." The second fat man squeezed his belly and tightened his belt, and then took me to another room to talk.
Shi Zi handed him an envelope, which was very thick. The fat man took a quick look at it and stuffed it into his pocket. I knew it was money given by Mustache, and both of them had a share.
After entering the room, Shizi left after chatting for a few words, and shook my hand before leaving, which was nondescript. The second fat man handed me a cigarette with a smile, and started talking like a machine gun in his mouth. I found that although he
I live in Huangpi, but I'm not a local. My Mandarin is very standard, with a hint of Beijing accent. My voice is crisp and pleasant, but I'm a bit awkward in appearance.