Walking into the Da Sanyuan Teahouse, he chose a relatively quiet table and sat down. Gu Qingcheng looked around and said to himself: "I have been to this teahouse before. It seems to have been renovated. It was not like this before.
Looks like..."
Xu Siqi flipped through the menu at hand: "Miss Gu, what would you like to eat?"
Gu Qingcheng thought for a while: "Well... I want to eat smooth pork noodles."
Xu Siqi said to the waiting waiter: "A bowl of smooth pork noodles..."
Gu Qingcheng immediately added: "I also want to eat that fluffy Mala Cake. Man, do you have half a portion?"
The boy shook his head: "No."
"Then what should I do? A bowl of smooth meat noodles and a portion of Mala Cake are too many. Waste is not a good habit..." Gu Qingcheng said with a frown.
Xu Siqi thought for a moment and said to the waiter: "Please bring an extra set of tableware and let's share it. Also, a pot of Pu'er and a platter of dried fruits."
Gu Qingcheng said: "I also want a bottle of Coca-Cola."
"Wait a moment, you two." The man retreated.
"Mr. Xu, do you also like to eat smooth meat noodles and Mala cake?" Gu Qingcheng asked.
Xu Siqi smiled: "A few days ago, I ate Mala Cake once in Xiaohutian, but I haven't tried smooth pork noodles yet."
"What are you doing in Pétain Road?"
"Meet a friend."
"Then, did I disturb you?"
"Ms. Gu, I will meet my friends upstairs in Da Sanyuan in a moment. Can you wait for me?"
"What are you waiting for?"
"I heard that the Yongyixiang tailor shop on Beitan Road not only has exquisite workmanship, but also has reasonable prices. However, I am a grown man and I am a complete layman on clothing fabrics, so..."
"So, you want me to give you a reference, right?"
Xu Siqi nodded: "I just don't know if it would be too presumptuous."
Gu Qingcheng smiled sweetly: "It doesn't matter, I have nothing to do anyway. Besides, we are friends, and friends should help each other."
Xu Siqi secretly breathed a sigh of relief. As long as Gu Qingcheng stays in Da Sanyuan, there will basically be no danger.
After a while, the refreshments were served one after another. The waiter was very attentive and had already divided the smooth pork noodles into two bowls.
Gu Qingcheng picked up the mala cake and smelled it, with a look of intoxication on her face, and said: "It smells so good, it smells like milk."
Xu Siqi picked up the chopsticks, took a bite of the smooth pork noodles, and said, "If we were in Tianjin and saw someone eating noodles in a teahouse, they would definitely laugh to death."
"So, the big picture can be seen from small things."
"how to say?"
"Northerners lack the spirit of adventure. They are accustomed to sticking to their original living conditions and are easily unwilling to try to change. On the other hand, southerners are just the opposite. Looking through history books, it has been like this throughout the ages. Southerners took up swords and guns to resist oppression, while northerners were submissive.
Be obedient."
Xu Siqi smiled: "Miss Gu, you must have read the wrong history book. Chen Sheng, Wu Guang, Zhang Jiao, Fan Chong, Huang Chao, and Song Jiang are all from the north."
"You are talking about ancient times, I am talking about modern times." Gu Qingcheng said defensively.
As soon as the door of the teahouse rang, Zhou Weilong opened the door and walked in. He said to the waiter: "My surname is Zou. I made a reservation on the phone yesterday."
The waiter hurriedly said: "Mr. Zou, please go upstairs to box No. 3."
"Thank you." Zhou Weilong walked up the wooden stairs without squinting, as if he didn't see Xu Siqi.
Xu Siqi put down his chopsticks and said to Gu Qingcheng: "My friend is here. I'll go and have a few words with him. You wait for me."
"I'll wait for you." Gu Qingcheng said softly.
Xu Siqi nodded, got up and followed him upstairs.
Gu Qingcheng sat blankly on the chair, her heart pounding. Did the gentle female voice just come from her own mouth?
…………
Second floor.
In Box 3.
Zhou Weilong and Xu Siqi sat opposite each other.
"Since Brother Xu has an appointment with the beautiful woman, why didn't you tell me earlier so that I can stagger the time so as not to delay Brother Xu's time together." Zhou Weilong said calmly.
Xu Siqi said: "Mr. Zhou, you misunderstood. The lady and I met by chance and did not make an appointment early in the morning."
Zhou Weilong nodded slightly, without comment on Xu Siqi's explanation, and said, "Mr. Xu, do you have a gun?"
"No."
"Are you still used to Browning?"
"Get used to it."
"good."
Zhou Weilong opened his briefcase, took out an 80% new Browning pistol, placed it gently on the table, and said, "Don't worry, the gun number has been wiped off, it's no different from the source."
Xu Siqi was stunned: "Mr. Zhou, what do you mean?"
Zhou Weilong smiled slightly: "Do you know who the person you are going to see soon is?"
"who is it?"
"The traitor Liang Hongzhi!"
"It's him?"
"How much does Brother Xu know about Liang Hongzhi?"
"Well, I only know that before Yuan Shikai became emperor, Liang Hongzhi was one of the petition representatives, and later served as the secretary-general of the Gyeonggi Garrison Command. Later, during 128, he secretly supported the Japanese."
"Is such a person considered a traitor?"
"Calculate."
"Should I kill him?"
"Traitors, lackeys and traitors must be punished by everyone!"
"well said!"
Zhou Weilong stood up, walked to the window, looked in the direction of Citibank, and said: "In half an hour, Liang Hongzhi will appear in front of Citibank. Citibank is almost 20 meters away from Big Sanyuan. With your
There should be no problem with marksmanship at this distance, right?"
Xu Siqi was stunned for a while: "You mean, you want me to kill Liang Hongzhi?"
Zhou Weilong said: "I have no choice. If I don't seize the opportunity this time, I'm afraid I won't have another chance in the future. Oh, the main thing is that I don't have suitable candidates. Moreover, once a shot is fired, the patrol room will definitely search for the gunman.
, your patrol status will help you leave Petain Road safely."
Xu Siqi thought about the telegram, how could Zhou Weilong be sure that he would definitely agree?
No matter how you look at it, it seems more like a test. If you agree to kill Liang Hongzhi, it will arouse Zhou Weilong's suspicion.
No one in their right mind would like to shoot and kill someone, even if that person is a heinous traitor.
This has nothing to do with patriotism, but a normal behavioral logic.
Xu Siqi said sternly: "Mr. Zhou, I'm sorry, I can't accept this matter. After all, I am not a member of the Secret Service now, so please keep your promise."
Zhou Weilong was silent for a moment, then reached for the pistol on the table and said, "Well, it seems that I can only do it myself!"
"You do it yourself?"
"Yes. I had a relationship with Liang Hongzhi, he shouldn't be wary of me..."
At this time, Qiao Zhendong and Tao Qinghong were sitting on a bench on the street, talking and laughing in low voices from time to time. In Qiao Zhendong's hand, there was a thick Kangxi dictionary.