On his way back to the headquarters restaurant, Lu Weidong deliberately went around the outside of the Kowloon Walled City and saw that the exit road was guarded by uniformed police and plainclothes police outside the walled city. The two waves of people were confronting each other with swords drawn and crossbows drawn.
Lu Weidong shook his head and drove back to the backyard of the restaurant.
After getting off the bus, Lu Weidong entered the restaurant lobby. It was now noon and it was very busy. Lu Weidong did not disturb everyone and was about to walk upstairs.
Suddenly, he stopped and saw a small newsboy carrying stacks of newspapers, gathering business around the guests.
This little newsboy is about ten years old. He is very short and has a face without nutrition. It is very yellow. Perhaps long-term malnutrition has made his eyes slightly dull.
"Boss, do you want to kick him out?" A male waiter noticed Lu Weidong's face and hurriedly stepped forward and asked.
Lu Weidong shook his head and said: "Let him come over!"
"Yes!" Soon, the male waiter brought the little newsboy.
Perhaps, the little newsboy realized something, he looked fearful and nervous.
Lu Weidong looked at the little guy, smiled slightly, took out ten Hong Kong dollars from his arms, and said with a smile: "Child, give me five copies of each newspaper."
The little newsboy was slightly startled. He hurriedly took out the newspapers, Ta Kung Pao, Wen Wei Po, etc. from the cloth bag, and took out five copies of each.
A newspaper costs five to two pence, and ten Hong Kong dollars can buy more than thirty newspapers.
Soon, more than half of the newspapers in the little newsboy's cloth bag were missing, which made him feel a lot more relaxed.
Lu Weidong nodded, put the money into the little newsboy's hand, and said with a smile: "The remaining money is for traveling expenses. Every day, you come over and deliver fifty newspapers to our restaurant. Can you do it?"
"Definitely!" The little newsboy held the money in his hand and said with a look of surprise on his face, and at the same time, his mouth tightened.
"Okay! It's a deal!" After Lu Weidong said that, he picked up stacks of newspapers and headed upstairs.
The male waiter looked at the little newsboy, raised the corners of his mouth, and said with a smile: "Little guy, you are really lucky! That person just now is the owner of our restaurant."
"Really?" The little newsboy was stunned, and then he said with surprise: "I can do business in the restaurant in the future?"
"Maybe!" The waiter shrugged his shoulders and turned to go to work.
The little newsboy immediately carefully put the money into his arms, and he continued to gather business around the guests at the wine table...
Lu Weidong walked to the lobby on the second floor, a corner resting area, and stacked the pile on the table.
After that, Lu Weidong picked up Wenhui Po and started reading it.
When he saw the last page and a news comment in the lower right corner, Lu Weidong's eyes widened.
The comment was signed by Old Man Nanshan, which is clearly the pseudonym of the big boss in the department.
Lu Weidong immediately read it carefully, sentence by sentence, word by word, and soon came up with the secret order.
Urgent call, be back on the 7th! The hometown of Yangcheng! Return the same way!
Who is No. 7? It’s Lu Weidong!
Go back the way we came! Naturally, we will take the way we went back last time, and there will be someone in front of us to help us!
Lu Weidong frowned. It was a troubled time in Hong Kong right now, and the coast was probably being watched by the Coast Guard at all times.
Perhaps, he returned to the mainland without anyone noticing, and did not need help from others to smuggle across.
While Lu Weidong was thinking about it, the sound of footsteps was heard, and Chen Xiaobing rushed over after hearing the news.
"Master! How is the construction of the factory going?"
"It's okay! What's wrong?" Lu Weidong raised his head and looked at Chen Xiaobing.
There must be something wrong with this guy coming here.
Sure enough, Chen Xiaobing said with a wry smile: "I can't stay in the kitchen. Many times, all kinds of sounds pour into my ears, giving me a headache."
Lu Weidong frowned immediately after hearing this.
This was an oversight on his part.
"Okay! Just follow me to the latest company. Take a rest today and go to the construction site tomorrow." Lu Weidong said.
"Okay! By the way! Master, I have found out that Ah Xing seems to have told another mysterious person about the situation in our restaurant. She usually calls the mysterious person in the phone booth downstairs of her house on her way home.
." Chen Xiaobing whispered as if he thought of something.
Lu Weidong paused, then nodded and said: "Very good! Tell Chuan Wa and Gang Jun to be wary of Ah Xing."
"Understood! But, master, don't we expel her?" Chen Xiaobing asked with some confusion.
"There's no rush! It's best to wait until the mastermind behind it is exposed automatically." Lu Weidong shook his head.
"Okay!" Chen Xiaobing had no choice but to nod.
At nightfall, Lu Weidong told Chuan Wa and Feng Gangjun, and then drove Chen Xiaobing north.
Arriving at Lok Ma Chau in Yuen Long, Lu Weidong parked his car in the parking lot.
At midnight, Lu Weidong alone crossed the Shenhe River and entered the Shenzhen City.
Immediately afterwards, he caught the train heading north and arrived at the gate of the military region on the outskirts of Yangcheng in the early morning.
A figure of Lu Weidong was lingering at the gate, which immediately alerted the veteran soldiers on duty at the gate. Soon, several people invited Lu Weidong to the information desk.
"Boy, who are you? What are you doing sneaking around at the door?" The old soldier on duty looked at Lu Weidong with an unhappy look on his face.
Looking at Lu Weidong's clothes, everyone knows that his family must be well-off. Maybe the brat from the military compound is back from outside.
"I want to make a call." Lu Weidong explained.
"Call? Just go outside and make a call? Why are you wandering around the door?" someone said displeased.
Lu Weidong's eyes fell on this person and he frowned: "Of course it's confidential! Leader, can I call?"
"Who are you looking for?" someone couldn't help but asked curiously.
Lu Weidong smiled slightly and said: "This is also confidential." Seeing that everyone was a little impatient, Lu Weidong said seriously: "I am here with a mission."
When everyone heard this, their faces were suddenly shocked.
After everyone looked at each other, someone said: "Let him make a phone call first? Let's see what the situation is."
"Okay!" Everyone nodded, and a group of people escorted Lu Weidong towards the duty room.
"Fight! But boy, if you dare to play tricks on us? Watch out!" Someone threatened.
Others also had surveillance looks on their faces, their eyes fixed on Lu Weidong's movements, their eyes full of vigilance.
Lu Weidong shook his head helplessly and dialed a phone number in full view of everyone.
After waiting for a while, a young voice came, "Who are you looking for?"
"Look for the leader!" Lu Weidong said.
"Oh? Comrade, are you...?" A surprised voice came from the other end of the phone.
"I am No. 7! After you tell me, the leader will understand." Lu Weidong said calmly.
"Okay! Comrade, wait a moment!" Soon, there was no sound on the other end of the phone.
Lu Weidong held the microphone and waited. At this time, everyone around him was stunned and looked shocked.
After a while, someone finally came back to his senses.
He exclaimed: "You...who are you? No, here comes someone! Let's search you. Maybe this person is a spy?"
His words reminded everyone, and everyone shuddered immediately. They all took out their pistols and pointed them at Lu Weidong.
"Put down the phone! Get down!"
"Put down the phone! Get down!"... A whole room of people yelled, and everyone looked nervous.