Xu Siqi rode his bicycle and drove Gu Linglong along the street to find his favorite restaurant.
"In another month, I should change my name to your brother-in-law..."
Gu Linglong said softly.
Xu Siqi smiled and said: "I heard that changing one's words requires a red envelope, right?"
"Yes, how big a red envelope are you going to give me?"
It was supposed to be a joke, but when it came out of Gu Linglong's mouth, it seemed a bit artificial.
She also wanted to create a relaxed atmosphere.
Just can't do it.
Hearing Gu Linglong's depressed mood, Xu Siqi could only continue to pretend to be confused and said: "Put away the red envelopes beforehand... Can you do Cantonese food? There is a restaurant in front of you."
"I want to eat Sichuan food." Gu Linglong replied.
In addition to local Hangzhou cuisine, there are most Cantonese and Sichuan restaurants on the street.
Near the entrance of Xiaodongmen, there is a restaurant called "Shu Yuan", which is considered a well-known Sichuan restaurant nearby.
The weather is getting cooler, and Sichuan restaurant business is getting more and more prosperous.
When Xu Siqi and Gu Linglong came in, the first floor of the restaurant was almost full.
Xu Siqi knew that Gu Linglong liked a quiet environment.
He waved to the waiter and asked, "Are there any private rooms?"
"Yes. You two, please come upstairs."
The waiter led the way along the wooden stairs to the second floor.
It's relatively quiet upstairs.
Mapo tofu, fish-flavored shredded pork, spicy shrimp, and a side of boiled fish.
"Do you know what I'm doing at Yu Rong's house?"
"Didn't you say, place an order?"
"how do you know?"
Gu Linglong was surprised. She thought Xu Siqi couldn't hear the conversation between the two of them from more than ten meters away.
Xu Siqi smiled and said: "Yu Rong's voice is very loud, and I can't even hear it."
Gu Linglong blushed.
Xu Siqi, of course, heard what Yu Rong said just now about her sister-in-law protecting her brother-in-law.
Suddenly there was a commotion in the street.
Gu Linglong leaned forward and looked down, using this to change the embarrassing topic.
An ambulance and a military vehicle collided.
The ambulance was severely damaged, and the fuel tank was leaking from the impact. Gas dripped all over the floor.
"Stay away if you smoke, catching fire is no joke..."
The ambulance driver shouted to the crowd of onlookers.
A person got out of the ambulance cab, and he was one of the special agents responsible for protecting Chen Bingsheng.
He came to the driver of the military vehicle and said with a serious look on his face: "Can you drive?"
The driver of the military vehicle was also unambiguous. He stared and said, "What's the matter? I don't know how to drive. Can you teach me?"
The agent took out his ID, waved it at the driver, and said, "Okay, find a place and I will teach you how to drive!"
The driver of the military vehicle was only a first-class soldier, and the opponent had the rank of second lieutenant. Moreover, he was from the Secret Service. The driver of the military vehicle immediately softened.
The ambulance couldn't move anymore, and Chen Bingsheng's body was still in the car, ready to be taken to the hospital for rest.
After the spies have finished showing off their prestige, they still have to find ways to deal with the aftermath.
He didn't want to stand on the street waiting for the hospital to send a vehicle. After looking at the almost intact military vehicle, he couldn't help but have an idea and said to the driver of the military vehicle: "There is a corpse in the ambulance. Please help take it to the hospital. As for the damage caused
For other losses, I will notify your commander to deal with them."
"Sir, this is a logistics supply vehicle. You want me to pull the body, this..."
The driver of the military vehicle was in a bit of a dilemma.
The agent's eyes widened: "If there is a war, what kind of logistics supply truck will it not pull out the wounded or the dead? Can you afford the penalty for delaying important official duties?"
As the saying goes, a person with one level of seniority can be crushed to death, let alone someone with more than one level of seniority. The driver of the military vehicle had no choice but to reluctantly open the compartment panel.
Chen Bingsheng's body was carried from the ambulance to the military vehicle.
There was a certain distance between the road and the restaurant, and with the buzzing chatter, Gu Linglong and Xu Siqi did not hear the content of the dispute between the agents and the military vehicle driver.
"I went to Yu Rong's store to purchase a dowry for Qingcheng. Uncle Chen is a very resourceful person. He can make foreign goods that are not available on the market..."
Gu Linglong glanced at Chen Bingsheng who was being carried out of the ambulance, and couldn't help but frowned.
Under the illumination of the street lamp, Chen Bingsheng's limbs were hanging down limply, with a dagger stuck in his back, and blood stains everywhere on his clothes.
"I have seen this person." Gu Linglong blurted out.
Xu Siqi also saw it and said casually: "It looks like he was murdered. Where have you seen him?"
Gu Linglong said: "Hengda Trading Company..."
At that time, Chen Bingsheng came in in a hurry and did not leave immediately after making the phone call.
After a while, the other party called back.
Gu Linglong was also in the store, sitting at the counter and chatting with Chen Yurong.
While Gu Linglong was telling the story, the waiter came in with a tray containing four fragrant dishes, plus two bowls of white rice and a pot of jasmine tea.
Having just seen a dead person, Gu Linglong felt a little sick to her stomach.
Xu Siqi picked up the teapot, poured a bowl of tea and pushed it over, saying: "As an agent, you must try to overcome your psychological reaction. Besides, it doesn't matter whether the person is dead or alive."
Gu Linglong took a sip of tea, suppressed the nausea in her heart, and whispered: "Dead. I can see clearly. Besides, I am just a telegraph operator, not an operator performing field tasks. If I do it every day
Facing the dead, I will go to Station Master Zhou to resign tomorrow."
Xu Siqi said: "As long as you enter the Secret Service, everyone will be treated equally, including the dispatcher. If you want to resign, you really need to hurry up before you get too involved."
"Do you want me to resign?"
"To always talk about resigning shows that you still lack faith in your heart. To be honest, I don't want to have such a reporter."
"..."
"Linglong, if you are always so half-hearted, you might as well find another job."
"I'm sorry, I was wrong."
Gu Linglong picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of boiled fish and put it into her mouth.
There was a layer of red oil floating in the bowl of boiled fish, which reminded her of the blood stains on Chen Bingsheng's clothes.
Regardless, it wasn't a good experience.
At this moment, Xu Siqi was thinking about something else.
According to Care Linglong's description, when Chen Bingsheng called, he did not tell the person who answered the phone the phone number of Hengda Trading Company.
After a while, the other party called back.
Obviously, Chen Bingsheng had been instructed in advance to use the phone number of Hengda Trading Company in case of emergency.
Hengda Commercial Bank is the nearest public phone to Guanghuali.
Ning Zhicheng was in charge of the alert and discovered that Chen Bingsheng had entered No. 134 Guanghuali. He quickly left and returned, and immediately alerted Zhou Qingshan.
Subsequently, Zhou Qingshan confirmed Chen Bingsheng's identity and called Hua Kezhi to carry out the anti-rape operation.
The street lights near the moat were out of order, and the secret agent responsible for protecting them happened to be away, creating a good opportunity for Hua Kezhi to take action.