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After Deng Hongguo broke up with Jin Feng, he came to an alley on Dongzheng Street and entered a building after twists and turns. The room was filled with various oil paintings. Deng Hongguo's eyes finally fell on a half-naked oil painting.
At this time, a young woman came down from upstairs. She stared at Deng Hongguo and asked, "Are you Deng Hongguo?"
"Hello, Miss Hua, I was introduced here by Secretary Weiming..." Deng Hongguo found a seat and sat down, carefully looking at this talented and beautiful woman, but he was secretly surprised in his heart, because he did not expect Sun Weiming to be so capable.
It's amazing that such a beautiful woman was placed near Fang Zhicheng's residence, but she has never been attracted to her.
On the one hand, it shows how much Sun Weiming is afraid of Fang Zhicheng. On the other hand, it shows that Sun Weiming is unfathomable and cannot be viewed with ordinary eyes. There seem to be other secrets in Sun Weiming.
Hua Zhanglu made a cup of tea for Deng Hongguo and said softly: "He has already called me and said that you are here to help me. I think it is too early to implement that plan now, because Fang Zhicheng is not as expected
So easy to take the bait."
Deng Hongguo said in a deep voice: "Time is very urgent now. The province is about to undergo major adjustments, and the city will also undergo corresponding changes. If we don't hurry up now, we won't be able to achieve good results."
Hua Zhanglu sighed and said, "Okay, I will trick Fang Zhicheng to come over tonight, you can make arrangements now."
Deng Hongguo turned over his watch and whispered: "I have brought the camera and the drug..."
Deng Hongguo's plan was very simple. After Fang Zhicheng was fascinated by Hua Zhanglu, he would take some indecent photos of him and then submit them to the relevant departments to give Fang Zhicheng a reputation for having a bad style.
Hua Xianlu nodded, took the medicine bag from Deng Hongguo, then found a bottle of red wine and sprinkled the medicine powder into the red wine. Then, she walked into the room and arranged everything.
Deng Hongguo saw Hua Xian showing his proficiency and asked with a smile: "I'm a little curious, who are you to handle these things so skillfully?"
Hua Zhanglu gave Deng Hongguo a cold look and whispered: "There are some things that you shouldn't ask, so don't ask."
This simple look from Hua Xianglu sent chills down Deng Hongguo's back for some reason. This look was a bit unusual, with a murderous aura of indifference to life and death. Deng Hongguo instantly put aside his desire to continue chatting with Hua Xianglu and get closer to each other.
idea.
Half an hour later, Hua Zhanglu prepared everything, then walked out of the building and walked towards the path that Fang Zhicheng often walked, still holding the white cat in her arms.
She knew Fang Zhicheng's living habits very well. There was a book at home. From the first day he moved here, the book recorded in detail the things in Fang Zhicheng's daily life, including which women he had contact with.
What time does Cheng run every day and what is the route?
Of course, Hua Zhanglu would not report all of this to Sun Weiming. As Sun Weiming requested, she was only responsible for paying attention to which women Fang Zhicheng was interacting with.
Hua Zhanglu's profession is quite special, a bit similar to that of a private detective, but it is a little more hidden than a private detective. Their organization is code-named "Xi Yuan". After Sun Weiming returned from the army, he was absorbed into this organization and gradually became this
The small leader of the organization. After graduating from Qiongjin Art Academy, Hua Zhanglu also joined this organization. Their organization has military attributes and is affiliated with the Qiongjin Military Division. It usually specializes in collecting information from the civilian population.
Hua Zhanglu has received professional training. In her normal life, she is a female painter who has been out of college for many years, so her home is filled with various oil paintings. In order to increase the sense of reality, she even paints
I was the model and painted a semi-nude oil painting.
Like a flower blooming, Sun Weiming's usual behavior is also deeply hidden. No one knows that he still has such an identity.
Although the organization "Western Yuan" is a military organization, it has been gradually absorbed by forces in the military and has become a tool of certain interested parties. The organization involves various industries. They are usually exactly the same as ordinary people, but secretly they are the organization's
Collect all necessary materials, and even do something for the organization that cannot be known at critical moments.
The "Western Yuan" organization has its own development requirements. It is no longer satisfied with taking root in the military, but also needs to spread its power to the political circles. Now that Dongtai has suddenly emerged, Sun Weiming has undoubtedly become a key figure. Sun Weiming has been focused on training by the organization and needs to be promoted as soon as possible.
He was promoted in his official career, and Hua Zhanglu was ordered to help Sun Weiming remove all obstacles in front of him.
Fang Zhicheng's working hours are relatively regular. From Monday to Friday, he gets off work late on three days and doesn't go home until around 10 o'clock. On the other two days, he goes home around 7:30.
Fang Zhicheng saw a white cat in the distance, and his heart skipped a beat. As expected, Hua Zhanglu followed the white cat and came quietly. Fang Zhicheng squatted down, but the white cat was not afraid of Fang Zhicheng.
He jumped into Fang Zhicheng's arms. Hua Xianlu smiled lightly and said, "It seems to be familiar to you. I happened to go out to look for it, but I didn't expect it to be waiting for you here."
Fang Zhicheng said with a smile: "Animals all have feelings. It often comes to my home and I will give it something to eat. Over time, it will like me, which is natural."
Hua Zhanglu took the white cat from Fang Zhicheng, looked at Fang Zhicheng's house from a distance, and said with a smile: "Is there no one at home today?"
"Ah?" Fang Zhicheng was a little surprised and said with a smile, "My sister went back to Yunhai today. I didn't expect you to be very concerned about me and actually know that there is someone in my family."
Hua Xianlu covered her mouth and smiled and said: "There are not many people in this place, so having such a beautiful girl will naturally attract others' attention."
Fang Zhicheng scratched his head and said with a smile: "That's true. I'll ask her to come over and be more low-key next time."
Hua Zhanglu suddenly lowered his head and invited softly: "Have you had dinner? If not, you can come and sit at my house. I just prepared some food tonight."
Fang Zhicheng felt a little weird, but he was not wary and said with a smile: "Okay, there is a free dinner for you. Wouldn't you be an idiot if you don't go?"
Hua Zhanglu looked at Fang Zhicheng affectionately and said, "Fortunately, you're not an idiot!"
Following Hua Zhanglu to her home, she found that there were not many changes in her home, except for a few new paintings near the wall. One of them surprised Fang Zhicheng. The scenery was not far from here.
Fang Zhicheng would practice morning exercises along that small river almost every day. The scenery in the painting is exactly when the sun is rising, with flowing water on a small bridge, dancing weeping willows, and a tall and thin figure standing and boxing facing the sunset.
Fang Zhicheng thought to himself, isn't the protagonist in this painting himself?
Why did Hua Zhanglu paint herself? Could it be that she has a good impression of herself?
"Brother Cheng, it's time to eat." Hua Zhanglu said with a bit of shame when she saw Fang Zhicheng looking at the oil painting in ecstasy.
Fang Zhicheng turned around and said with a smile: "When was this painted?"
Hua Zhanglu did not answer directly, but asked with a smile: "Which day are you?"
Fang Zhicheng thought for a while and said, "It should have been last Friday..."
"Oh?" Hua Zhanglu was a little surprised by Fang Zhicheng's answer, "Why?"
Fang Zhicheng pointed to the branches and leaves of the weeping willow and said with a smile: "The weeping willow just sprouted buds last Friday, which is closest to the scene in your painting."
Hua Xianlu nodded and said, "I didn't expect your observation skills to be so careful."
Fang Zhicheng waved his hand and sighed: "That's because your painting skills are strong enough. If it weren't for your vivid painting, how could I see the mystery in it? Since I am the protagonist of this painting, I might as well give it to you."
How about giving it to me?"
Hua Xianlu lowered her eyebrows and said softly: "This painting was originally given to you."
Fang Zhicheng held it in his hands and couldn't put it down, saying, "This painting is so beautiful!" He didn't know whether he was praising the scene in the painting or the people in the painting.
Hua Xianlu smiled and brought Fang Zhicheng to the restaurant. There were five or six side dishes on the table, and two cold dishes, one meat, one vegetable and one soup, which were quite exquisite. After Fang Zhicheng sat down, Hua Xianlu picked up the dishes.
He ate a piece of tenderloin with chopsticks and said with a smile: "It tastes a bit salty, I don't know if it suits your taste."
Fang Zhicheng took a bite and said with a smile: "It tastes good, I have a strong taste."
Hua Xianlu caressed her chest, showing an expression of relief, and said with a smile: "That's good, you can try other ones."
Fang Zhicheng tried them one by one. Huazhanglu's craftsmanship was pretty good. It should be said that it was much better than expected. It was rare for a woman of her age to make such delicious dishes. Fang Zhicheng was not only fond of Huazhanglu.
I got a little curious and felt more and more that this woman was not simple.
Seeing Fang Zhicheng staring at her, Hua Zhanglu asked with a smile: "Brother Cheng, why are you staring at me? Is there something on my face?"
Fang Zhicheng shook his head and said, "No, I'm very curious, why do you think you can give me a kind feeling?"
Huahualu smiled slightly and said: "You feel exactly the same as me. When I chat with you, I always feel familiar, as if we have known each other many years ago."
Fang Zhicheng sighed and said: "It seems that not only the effects of force are mutual, but also the effects of emotions. They can influence each other and blend with each other."
Hua Zhanglu stood up gracefully and said, "Since we are so happy, how about I go get a bottle of red wine to add a little more atmosphere?"
Fang Zhicheng was slightly startled and said, "Okay, but I'm too drunk. You can't get me drunk then!"
Hua Zhanglu put her finger on her lips and nodded, saying: "Drinking is all about the atmosphere. Just try it briefly and stop."
Not long after, Hua Xianlu brought over a bottle of red wine. Fang Zhicheng found that the red wine had already been opened and pressed with an oak cork, but there was not much wine inside. He couldn't help but feel that something was wrong.