Chapter 34 Identity is a mystery (please collect and invest)
Author: His Majesty’s Dried Fish
Chapter 34 Identity is a mystery (please collect and invest)
"Really or not? I remember that A Qiang was not a patrol officer at Daxi Road Branch? How did he become the deputy captain of the patrol team?"
"It's the deputy captain of the special inspection team, Mrs. Su." Ming Jing corrected patiently again, "From what he said, it seems that he was promoted exceptionally because of his meritorious service while on duty."
"That's it... It should be because of the incident where the Qing Gang gangsters besieged Zhou's mansion. No wonder your attitude suddenly changed so much!" At this point, Mrs. Su glanced around first, then lowered her voice and asked
He said, "Tell me, is it possible that he is one of ours?"
"To be honest, I can't see through him." Ming Jing shook his head and said.
"But judging from his performance last time at the Chinachem Hotel and this time, he promptly prevented the situation from getting out of control and secured favorable conditions for rescuing the assassin. Even if he is not one of ours, he should still be on the same front as us?"
"What if these are all designed?" Ming Jing said quietly.
"No way?"
"Honestly, I hope not, but even if there's only a one percent chance, it's still risky, and we can't afford to take the risk."
"That……"
"Don't worry, I have set a test for him to test him a little. Of course, if the organization needs it..."
"No, don't be impulsive!" Mrs. Su immediately stopped Ming Jing's slightly crazy idea, "Let's wait for the test results first!"
"Well, I know!"
Hearing this, Mrs. Su finally breathed a sigh of relief, "By the way, the last time the organization entrusted you with purchasing medicines, did it go smoothly?"
"It went well. It's on its way. According to Manager Min's estimate, it should be here in about half a month."
"That's good!" As she spoke, Mrs. Su's eyes fell on the photo album that Ming Jing had just placed on the coffee table, and she couldn't help but exclaimed with joy: "Hey! This little boy is so cute, is he Mingtai?
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"Yes." Ming Jing smiled proudly, then pointed at the other young man in the photo and said, "This is Minglou. It was Mingtai's first day of school. His brother had just sent him to the school gate with his shoelaces
It came loose, so his brother knelt down to tie his shoelaces, which happened to be photographed by a photographer and published in the newspaper."
"This photo is really well taken. It's so considerate." Mrs. Su couldn't help but praise after hearing this.
"It's a pity that there are no negatives, and the newspapers have turned yellow." Ming Jing sighed, "I don't know why, but I still think of the past from time to time."
"You, do you miss your two younger brothers?" Mrs. Su revealed what Ming Jing was thinking, and then she asked tentatively as if she suddenly remembered something, "By the way, isn't your elder brother Minglou a famous economist?"
?You said... is it possible for him to return to Shanghai and work for the new government? I heard that Wang Jingwei is recruiting talents in this field recently!"
Before he finished speaking, Ming Jing immediately said simply: "Impossible!"
Mrs. Su smiled and said, "Actually...it doesn't matter if we come back, the family can take care of each other when we are together."
Ming Jing picked up the tea cup and took a sip without answering Mrs. Su's words.
It wasn't until he put down the tea cup that he continued to sigh: "Sometimes I think about it, my brothers are getting older, and it's time to let go and live their own lives. But, I just want to control them, and I can't let it go!"
Mrs. Su smiled and persuaded: "To be honest, the more you refuse to let go, the more you restrain them. What era is it now? There are wars everywhere and opportunities everywhere. You can't control them forever.
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Ming Jing nodded, "That's the truth."
Then the two chatted for a few more words. Mrs. Su glanced at her watch and was surprised that it was almost noon.
So he quickly stood up and said to the mirror: "If we don't want to miss the concert, we have to leave now."
Ming Jing also stood up, but just when she was about to go out, she turned back as if she had forgotten something important. After carefully closing the photo album that Mrs. Su had left casually, she turned around and chased after her with confidence.
Go up...
Chinachem Hotel, VIP Suite No. 719.
"Brother, there are results." Acheng said as he hurried in with a folder in his arms.
Minglou was still holding the wine glass with one hand, staring at the Huangpu River in the distance, and replied lightly, "Say!"
"After investigation, it was found that Wang Erzhu had no background. Before he was transferred here, he could only be regarded as an inconspicuous person in Northeast Manchuria. But that Aqiang is..."
"Just what?" Minglou turned around suddenly. Acheng had been following him for so long, and it was unusual for him to report work to him so hesitantly.
After organizing the conversation for a long time, Ah Cheng finally said with difficulty: "Let's put it this way! That Ah Qiang lives in our house now."
"What did you say? How come he lives in our house?"
"It is said that he moved into our house as the young nephew of the Ming family." Ah Cheng replied truthfully.
"Young nephew?" Minglou was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then his mind immediately flashed back to the scene when he and A Qiang met at Zhou's residence, and then he asked Acheng as if seeking confirmation, "That day
At Zhou Mansion, did you notice the ring he wore on his left hand?"
"It seems to have some impression." Acheng confirmed after trying to recall it.
"Do you still remember the specific style?"
"Silver ring with an emerald embedded in the middle."
"That's right, it's Third Uncle's ring."
"So, he is really our young nephew?" Although he knew that Minglou could not lie to him, Acheng still said in disbelief.
"It's not that simple. Do you know how he got involved with our Ming family?"
"It seems that Brother Mingtang recognized him first, and even held a special reception banquet for this purpose." After that, Cheng added, "It's in the banquet hall on the eighth floor."
"Who are you talking about? Brother Mingtang?"
"yes!"
"So it means that the elder brother has identified that A Qiang? No wonder the elder sister will allow him to live in our house."
"Brother..."
Seeing that Acheng was hesitant to speak, Minglou deliberately straightened his face and said to him in a lecturing tone: "Just say what you have to say. Do you still need to be so hesitant in front of me?"
"Brother, what if... I mean what if... what if all this is Brother Mingtang's fault?"
"A-Cheng!" At this time, Minglou was no longer pretending to be angry, but was actually a little angry, "You want to tell me that this A-Qiang was actually made up by my cousin to deceive us, right?
