No one noticed that a servant waiting in the living room lowered his head in a panic, as motionless as a sculpture. Occasionally he would look up quickly, as if he had done something guilty, and immediately lowered his head again.
In the old-fashioned villa adjacent to the Shen family's old house, several men were sitting still with their backs straight and stern faces. They were also wearing headphones and seemed to be listening to something seriously.
"Do you want to tell Mr. Duan?" Someone took off his earphones and spoke in a low voice, "Han Jiaguo is inside, so I might as well tell Mr. Duan."
A man in a gray coat also took off his ears. Even his brows were as cold as steel, "You go and call Mr. Duan. The three-year general election in Beijing is coming. It's a bit strange that he still stays in Xuanzhou."
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"Okay, you go ahead, I'll call Mr. Duan right now."
The whole villa was dark, except for this one, which was near the corner. There were two green pine needles leaning on the green outside the window. There was a dim green light flickering in the house.
No one turned on the lights, but everyone could walk unimpeded in the darkness. After the man walked out of the room, he entered another room. This room blocked all signal sources. Only those who could pass the password could make calls.
Duan Zhaoan, who had already returned from a sumptuous dinner, walked to the door of the hospital. The feeling of being watched had disappeared... had the person left? Or had they changed places?
When the phone rang, he was holding something in his left and right hands and couldn't free his hands to answer it. He was about to put down his things and answer the phone when Gu Chen's calm voice came, "I'll pick it up, you answer the phone."
"Why did you come down?" Duan Zhaoan asked, handing over the bag in his hand. In front of her, he never worried that she would be like other women, twisting something as if half her life was lost.
In his heart, she is both his lover and his comrade-in-arms.
Gu Chen took the bag, looked at the name of the restaurant on it, and said with a smile: "I'm just telling you why you've been here for almost an hour to grab a fast food, and it turned out that you ran to the restaurant. You answer the phone first."
"Young Master Duan, Han Jiaguo hasn't left the Shen family yet..." The man's cold voice answered the call, and he couldn't help but show respect. As he was speaking, the room opened again, and someone walked in with cat-like steps.
Someone beside him said, "Have you contacted Mr. Duan?"
Even though he suppressed his voice, Duan Zhaoan could still tell whose voice it was.
These people are all veterans who retired from the Tigers three years ago. Each of them has his own code name. Up to now, their code names have not changed and they still follow the code names they had when they were in the army.
"Tell Mr. Duan that Shen Shuochang has also returned to Shen's residence." After the man said this, he immediately left.
Duan Zhaoan had already heard what he said and said: "Okay, I understand. You continue to watch and tell me immediately if there is any movement over Shen Shuosheng."
These two people are only together for the general election that happens every three years. It will be the end of the year soon. The conference in Beijing is about to be prepared. Shen Shuochang, the only political member of the Shen family, asked his uncle to leave. He is still living in the same place.
If it doesn't go up or down, it's a little too urgent.
Under the guidance of the nurse on duty, the two came to a lounge with two three-person sofas. Before Duan Zhaoan hung up the phone, Gu Chen sat on the three-person seat and put the meal boxes in the bag one by one.
The paint is on a solid wood coffee table with dents.
