A young man wearing a post office uniform rode a bicycle and stopped in front of mailbox No. 179.
He looked around for a while without leaving a trace, then took out the key from his pocket, opened the mailbox, and took out a letter inside...
The next day, the detective team headquarters.
Zhao Yuhu pushed the door open and walked in, saying: "Captain, there is a man named Luotuo at the door. He said that Lei Ban asked him to come to you."
Jiang Xinyu walked to the window and glanced down. Sure enough, it was the guy sleeping soundly in his own home.
"Let him in."
"yes!"
A few minutes later, Luo Tuo followed Zhao Yuhu to the captain's room.
"Have Officer Lei told you everything?" Jiang Xinyu turned a pen between his fingers casually.
"said."
"What did you say?"
Luotuo said naively: "He said that you are short of a boiler boiler. He can provide two meals a day and he will still be paid every month."
"Show me your ID."
Luo Tuo took out the Certificate of Good Citizen from his arms and handed it to Zhao Yuhu, who then handed it to Jiang Xinyu.
"Luo Dachuan..." Jiang Xinyu returned the good citizen certificate and said: "Zhao Yuhu, take him to the boiler room and tell him what to do."
Zhao Yuhu said: "Captain, what should I do with the original boiler burner?"
"That guy is drunk every day. I have long wanted to replace him."
"He is Team Leader Wan's cousin, isn't he..."
"Who else do I have to say hello to if I replace the boiler burner? Let him go immediately!"
"yes!"
Luotuo is the kind of person who is as wise as a fool. Although he looks simple and honest on the outside, he is actually smarter than most people.
I originally wanted to find a temporary place to stay in the detective team and wait for an opportunity to inquire about Cao Yunfei's whereabouts, but now I suddenly felt that things were not as simple as I thought.
Listening to their conversation just now, it turns out that the detective team is actually not short of boiler-burning people. Captain Jiang seems to be deliberately trying to get him here...
Qiao Jiancheng has been very depressed these past two days. He has been reprimanded in public by Jiang Xinyu several times in the past two days because of work matters.
What he was dissatisfied with was that he had just arrived and was unfamiliar with many things. He was suddenly assigned a lot of work, and mistakes were inevitable.
At first, Qiao Jiancheng was worried that the underground party would retaliate against him, but after so long, nothing happened.
Back at his residence, Qiao Jiancheng ate in the kitchen. When he heard something moving outside, he asked, "Who is it?"
No one answered him.
Qiao Jiancheng put down his chopsticks, took out his pistol, walked to the door, opened the door suddenly and rushed out.
Sitting on the chair was a man in his forties, with a slim build, wearing a long gown and a top hat. He said politely: "Hello, Mr. Qiao."
Qiao Jiancheng looked at the other party warily and said, "Who are you?"
Suddenly something hard hit the back of his head, and a cold voice said: "Put down the gun and talk!"
Qiao Jiancheng obediently put the gun on the ground and said, "If you have anything to say, which road are you two from?"
The man in the long robe smiled and said: "Mr. Qiao is really good at doing as the locals do. He has been in the detective team for a few days and his tone of voice is very quack-like."
Qiao Jiancheng sneered and said: "Eating as a casualty, eating as a casualty..."
"Lao Qiu sent us to talk to you!" said the man in a long gown.
Qiao Jiancheng was shocked. He was most afraid of seeing the Communists now. What good could they do if they found him? They would definitely be carrying out so-called "hoeing!"
"What... do you want to do..."
Qiao Jiancheng broke into a cold sweat. He turned around and took a look at the person behind him. It was a young man in his twenties, holding a Browning pistol in his hand.
"Mr. Qiao, relax a little, sit down and talk slowly, we don't mean any harm." The man in a long gown said comfortingly.
The young man picked up the pistol on the ground, took out the magazine, and threw it into the drawer at hand. The empty gun was placed on the table.
Qiao Jiancheng sat on the chair tremblingly and said: "Comrade, I can't help it. We are all Chinese, why should we kill each other..."
The man in the long gown nodded and said: "Why kill each other? This is a good saying! Mr. Qiao, Lao Qiu sent us here this time not to create new hatred, but to hope that you can find your way back!"
"Returning from the lost path?...What do you mean?"
"As long as you are willing to return to the organization, we still welcome you!"
"I do, I do!" Qiao Jiancheng said hurriedly.
"Mr. Qiao, you should also understand that if you don't have the identity of a detective team agent, the organization may not issue a rebellion order, but a hoeing order! I hope you can seize the opportunity to make meritorious service and atone for your sins, and never make the same mistake again and again!"
Qiao Jiancheng nodded repeatedly and said: "I understand, I understand!"
"Okay, we will take you to see Lao Qiu now, and he will convey the new lurking order to you!"
"Meet Lao Qiu? Now?"
"right!"
"Where is he?"
"Waiting for you at our underground transportation station!"
Qiao Jiancheng had no choice but to follow him. Besides, if the other party wanted to harm him, he could do it now. There was no need to use other excuses.
The man in the long gown and the young man were on the left and right, with Qiao Jiancheng sandwiched in the middle. The three of them went out and got into a car on the roadside.
The young man got into the car and used two wires to move the car. He grinned at Qiao Jiancheng sitting next to him and said, "The car is stolen, so this is the only way."
Qiao Jiancheng laughed and said: "You are right to steal the dog's day!"
The car sped towards Qiaodong Road and stopped about ten meters away from Shoucai Shop.
The man in the long gown said: "Mr. Qiao, have you seen that longevity shop?"
"I saw it."
"That's our traffic stop, go in."
"Aren't you going?"
"We are responsible for perimeter security."
Qiao Jiancheng got out of the car hesitantly and walked towards the Shoucheng shop. He had no other choice. The other party had a gun, and he didn't want to risk his life on whether they would shoot.
“Tuk-tuk!”
Arriving at the door, Qiao Jiancheng reached out and knocked on the door. He looked back and saw that the car had disappeared.
The wooden door creaked open, and Hou De stood inside the door and whispered: "Is it Mr. Qiao?"
"it's me."
"Please come in."
Qiao Jiancheng walked into the store and said respectfully: "Are you Comrade Lao Qiu?"
Hou De smiled and shook his head and said, "No, no, my surname is Hou, I'm just a liaison officer. Lao Qiu hasn't arrived yet, please wait a moment."
While talking, Hou De poured Qiao Jiancheng a cup of hot tea.
Qiao Jiancheng felt a little calmer at this time. Just like the man in the long gown said, his identity as a detective team agent was valuable, so the Communist Party would re-accept him.
More than ten minutes later, Lao Qiu still hadn't appeared.
Hou De glanced at the time and said thoughtfully: "I should have arrived a long time ago. I must have encountered trouble on the road... Well, you go back first and meet again at this time tomorrow."
Qiao Jiancheng had no other choice but to stand up and say goodbye.
Hou De signaled him to wait a moment, gently removed the door latch, leaned out and looked outside, and then turned around and waved Qiao Chengjian to leave.