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Chapter 792

Peking Railway Station.

On the train to Yanjin, Tong Tong reluctantly looked out the window and said: "I haven't gone to many places, just left like this..."

After putting away the suitcase, Jiang Xinyu sat down and said, "There will be another chance in the future."

"My father will definitely not let me come out when I return to Chongqing this time. Where is the chance!" Tong Tong was a little unhappy.

The train hasn't started yet, and there are many vendors outside the carriage, soliciting business from the passengers on the train.

Tongtong bought two bunches of candied haws, holding one bunch in one hand. While eating, he looked out and saw that there were passengers getting on the train one after another on the platform.

"Read the newspaper, read the newspaper, Lianshui is a great victory, General Zhang conquers the Huaihe River, the Communist army flees..." A boy of fifteen or sixteen years old held a stack of newspapers and shouted loudly.

Jiang Xinyu took out a large banknote, opened the car window and said, "Bring me a newspaper."

The young man hurriedly came forward and said enthusiastically: "New Express, Bugle, Ta Kung Pao, China Times, sir, which one do you want?"

"Ta Kung Pao."

"okay."

The young man took out a newspaper and handed it over. He looked at the banknotes in Jiang Xinyu's hand and said awkwardly: "I can't find it. Do you have any change?"

"I have it." Tong Tong held up the candied haws and motioned Jiang Xinyu to get the satchel on the table.

Jiang Xinyu took the satchel, paid for the newspaper, and said to Tong Tong: "Don't eat too much candied haws, it's bad for your appetite."

"I bought a bunch for you." Tong Tong handed over the candied haws.

"I won't eat it, it's sour."

"It's not sour, it's sweet. Try it."

Jiang Xinyu didn't go to pick up the candied haws. He was looking at the photo of himself and Tong Tong. After looking at it for a while, he said, "When was this taken? Why don't I remember it at all?"

Tongtong ate the candied haws and said vaguely: "Guess!"

"Can't guess."

"fool!"

"Sneak photo?"

"Yes, the small buttons are quite useful. I taught her it twice and she got it right. I took a random photo and the effect looks pretty good."

"where is this?"

"That time when we had dinner at Deyue Tower, Mina hadn't come back yet..."

Only then did Jiang Xinyu remember that this was what happened. At that time, Tongtong asked Xiao Button to learn how to take photos, and Xiao Button took a few pictures.

I thought that beginners would not be able to take good photos, but I didn’t expect that the photos turned out to be very clear.

"Tongtong, give me this photo."

"Why?"

"Too close, it seems... too intimate."

"Really? Why don't I feel..."

"When you get married in the future, photos can easily cause misunderstandings."

"Who shall I marry?"

Tong Tong lowered his face, stuffed the candied haws on Jiang Xinyu, reached out to grab the photo, and put it back in his shoulder bag.

Jiang Xinyu sighed in his heart. He knew Tongtong's feelings for him better than anyone else, but what could he do? The two of them were destined to have no outcome!

I took the newspaper I just bought and read the news about the victory of the National Army for a while. After more than half a year of tug-of-war, the 74th Division of the National Army severely damaged Chen Li's troops in Lianshui.

Turning to the supplement, a review caught Jiang Xinyu's attention. The author was signed "Yuanfang" and the article harshly criticized the forced recruitment of young men, saying it was a great evil that made the people miserable!

The civil war was in full swing, and it was rare for a newspaper published in a Kuomintang-controlled area to dare to publish such an article.

According to the analysis of espionage thinking, the author of the article is either a pro-Communist element, or simply a "gunman" under the command of the Communist Party, deliberately spreading public opinion unfavorable to the authorities.

If the police department is more serious, even if the author of this article cannot be found, the editor will still have to take advantage of it, or at least bear the responsibility for poor censorship.

Jiang Xinyu looked at the supplement editor's name and couldn't help but feel a little surprised. It was Miss Ju!

No wonder Ta Kung Pao dares to publish this kind of article. With Miss Ju as the supplement editor, no one from the police or the Secrecy Bureau dares to cause trouble.

You must know that in the Pingjin area, Chief Fu's prestige is even higher than that of the Chairman.

Woo——

Woo——

Woo——

The whistle blew, and the train slowly left Beiping Station.

…………

Security Bureau Yanjin Station.

Webmaster's Office.

“Tuk-tuk!”

There was a knock on the door outside the house.

Qiao Mu put down the documents in his hand and said, "Come in."

Jiang Xinyu pushed the door open and said respectfully: "Stationmaster, I'm back."

"Xinyu, you are back, sit down quickly!"

With a smile on his face, Qiao Mucai stood up and walked out from behind his desk, sat on the sofa with Jiang Xinyu, and said, "How about this trip to Peking? Isn't it a big gain?"

"Finally, I didn't embarrass you and completed the task assigned to me by Director Mao."

Qiao Mucai laughed and said: "Xinyu, you are too humble. I know everything. Director Mao is very satisfied with you, and even I feel happy!"

After a few words of greeting, Qiao Mu changed the subject and said, "I heard that the stolen goods were extremely valuable and filled an entire room. Is it true?"

Jiang Xinyu nodded firmly.

Qiao Muchai's mood was very complicated. He was envious and a little disappointed. He said with emotion: "A room full of stolen goods, ugh..."

Jiang Xinyu said: "Before I went to Peking, I thought it was just stolen goods. As for letting Director Li handle it and sending someone to inspect it, I felt it was a bit fussy! When I saw the stolen goods with my own eyes, I realized

You know, it’s not an exaggeration even if Director Mao handles it himself!”

Qiao Mucai shook his head and said, "Director Mao sent others there mainly to avoid suspicion and not to let people with ulterior motives talk behind our backs."

"Yeah...but my trip to Peking this time was really worthwhile and an eye-opener!"

Qiao Mucai showed great interest in matters related to that batch of stolen goods and said, "When you say eye-opening, you are referring to that batch of stolen goods, right?"

Jiang Xinyu said: "As you know, I have always been interested in antiques. I thought I was well-informed in this area. But now I see that I am just a frog in the well!"

"Oh? Why do you say that?"

"The jade seal passed down from the Shu Han Dynasty, Zhang Zeduan's West Lake bid for the title, the jade tripod incense burner from the Qianqing Palace, and..."

Qiao Mu interrupted him and said eagerly: "Have you seen all of these?"

"I personally checked the registration... Oh, by the way, there is also a seven-color night pearl. At night, it is brilliant, warm and comfortable. It is a rare treasure!"

Qiao Mu was stunned for a while, then sighed and said: "It is indeed an eye-opener..."

Jiang Xinyu opened his briefcase, took out a brocade box from it, placed it gently on the coffee table, and said with a smile: "That night-bright pearl I'm talking about is this thing! The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and students have nothing to honor you. This bead

Consider it a gift to you!”

Qiao Muchai was surprised and delighted. He carefully opened the brocade box and found that there was indeed a bead the size of an egg. Even in the daytime, the flowing brilliance could be vaguely seen.

Seeing that Qiao Mucai couldn't put it down, Jiang Xinyu reminded him: "Webmaster, take it out and watch it at night, the effect will be better."

"Oh, yes, yes...Xinyu, this night pearl..."

"Don't worry, it's not registered!"

This luminous pearl was taken out by Jiang Xinyu from the stolen goods that Li Xicheng kept secretly, in order to give it to Qiao Muchai.

The county magistrate is not as good as the current person in charge, and Jiang Xinyu understands this principle well.

No matter how powerful Director Mao is, after all, the mountains are high and the emperor is far away. Only with the care of his immediate boss can he get twice the result with half the effort!


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