"Mom Lu, let's warm the bird's nest again, it's almost time for sir to come back." Bai Ruolan stood beside the railing on the second floor, holding the railing with her hands and whispered downstairs.
"I know." Mother Lu agreed and looked at the wind and rain outside the window again, "Madam, it's so rainy outside, you'd better take a break earlier, I'm here downstairs."
"I slept a lot during the day." Bai Ruolan said with a smile, "Mom Lu, have you hidden the wine?"
"Hide it." Mother Lu smiled and nodded.
Mr. Cheng likes to drink, and Mrs. Cheng is worried about her health, so she hides all the good wine at home.
First, the headlights came, and then the voices were heard outside.
"Madam, it's the sir who is back." The guard outside called the inside to report.
The door opened and a gust of cold wind blew in.
"There is wind at the door." Cheng Qianfan quickly said to Bai Ruolan who was about to come.
The little maid Lizi took the top hat, helped Cheng Qianfan take off his windbreaker, and hung it carefully.
She secretly sniffed her nose, and there was a faint smell of perfume on her clothes.
Bai Ruolan noticed Lizi's movements and her face turned cold.
Tengteng, Bai Ruolan walked over a few steps, pulled up the collar of the windbreaker and smelled it, and glared at her husband fiercely.
"I don't care how many vixen you have outside, you must remember, not for me, but for the children in my belly." Bai Ruolan snorted.
"Okay, okay." Cheng Qianfan scraped Bai Ruolan's nose bridge, "What are you saying?"
As he said that, Cheng Qianfan got up and stepped forward to hold his wife's shoulder, "Are you good today?"
"It's windy and rainy, so I won't come back early." Bai Ruolan glared at her husband and said, an attitude of not wanting to change the topic.
"Yuan Kaizhou celebrated his birthday and went to the world to dance after dinner. It was hard to stop the enthusiasm." Cheng Qianfan took the bird's nest cup handed over by his mother Lu and placed it on the coffee table. "Something was delayed on the way back."
Bai Ruolan glanced at her husband deeply, then yawned, "I'm going to sleep, chestnut."
Xiaolizi blinked her big eyes, looking at her with relish, and said oh, and quickly followed her to support her wife.
Cheng Qianfan looked at the backs of the two, chuckled, and the silly Lizi.
He sighed in his heart, and he made Ruolan worried again.
After taking a bite of bird's nest, "Mr. Xiao Cheng" squinted his eyes, as if he was extremely satisfied, and sighed comfortably, but there were too many worries behind that satisfied expression.
...
Xiajiawa.
Old Huang glanced at Lu Dazhang, who was exhausted and panting, "You should strengthen your exercise."
Lu Dazhang wiped the rain from his face and ignored Lao Huang.
In order to cover up, he pretended to go home first, then walked and ran, and encountered such bad weather. The speed was already quite good.
However, the person who said he was Lao Huang, and Lu Dazhang had to endure it even if he had a temper.
Although Lao Huang seems to be an old drunk, in fact, Lao Huang's personal force is the best in the Special Forces Red Team. He was once the action expert of the entire Red Team second only to Comrade Zhulin. Later, Comrade Chenzhou came from behind, "Chenzhou", "Zhulin", and "Yuyan" are the three strongest action masters of the Special Forces Red Team.
"It's a good weather." Lu Dazhang glanced at the dark night sky and said.
"Well." Old Huang also looked at the rainy night and nodded.
The strong winds, heavy rains, and broken windows give the best action environment for "fish intestines" and "flying fish".
...
Lao Huang poked his head out of the window, and then landed on the ground like a clever old cat.
As expected, because of the heavy rain, the two spies in the pavilion moved the bed away from the windows. In addition, the heavy wind and rain made them not notice Lao Huang's entry at all.
Lu Dazhang rode on the window, but he didn't jump down. He held a Mauser pistol in his hand, like an owl in the dark night, watching all this quietly.
In Lu Dazhang's eyes, Lao Huang was as steady as an old dog, silently walking in the darkness, perfectly avoiding all obstacles and rushing towards the target.
Old Huang covered the mouth of a spy, and then stabbed the dagger into the other party's throat.
Puff!
Cover your mouth and you can't make a sound.
Punching straight to the throat is the second step, then pulling horizontally, directly cutting the throat, and the gushing blood blocked the trachea. Lao Huang let go of his hand at this time, and the other party could no longer make any sound.
The smell of blood aroused the alert of another spy.
Almost the moment the other party opened their eyes, Lao Huang rushed forward and pressed the other party.
Puff puff puff puff.
The dagger stabbed the other party in the chest.
"ah!"
The screams of the spy before his death pierced the night sky.
Lu Dazhang's face changed slightly, and his muzzle pointed directly at the door of the inner room.
...
Bang!
Lao Huang kicked open the door directly, and at the same time threw a grenade that had been pulled into the string.
Then there was the sound of gunfire.
Then there was a roar of horror.
Boom!
Lu Dazhang was still riding on the window ridge at this time and did not make any extra moves. However, he had already put a helmet on his head, which was used to resist the possible flying grenade shrapnel.
The house is quiet.
About a minute later, Lao Huang took out another grenade from his body, pulled the string, and paused for a few seconds before throwing it out.
boom!
After a few screams, the room became quiet again.
Lu Dazhang was still quietly hidden on the window ridge.
Lao Huang pulled out the wrench gun from his body, turned off the security, and slowly entered the inner room.
Tag.
Lao Huang touched the light switch.
Almost the moment the lights came on, gunfire sounded.
Then there were several shots in a row.
...
Looking at Chen Xiangjun, who was hit by several shrapnel on his body, and even had a large piece of flesh cut by shrapnel on his face, Lao Huang remained silent.
"Brother Jiang." Lu Dazhang finally couldn't help but shouted outside.
"The fourth brother, come in." Lao Huang replied.
Lu Dazhang jumped off the window, took two steps with his gun, and was about to enter the inner room, but turned around and shot him in the dark.
The spy who was stabbed by Lao Huang with a dagger in the chest a few times and was not dead twitched on the bed and stopped moving.
"Cunning." Lu Dazhang glanced at Chen Xiangjun's body, and knew what had just happened.
Chen Xiangjun was hit by two grenades, but she was still not dead. She was pretending to die and was waiting for Lao Huang to come in and turn on the lights.
When someone came in and the lights were on, Chen Xiangjun fired.
However, it was avoided by Lao Huang, who was prepared for a long time, and then decisively shot several shots to completely kill Chen Xiangjun.
"It's you." Lu Dazhang took a deep breath, "If it were someone else, he might have been fooled."
"He can't run away." Old Huang took out a cigarette box from his body and lit a cigarette. "He thought I was the only one, and he didn't know you would hide outside."
Lu Dazhang didn't say anything, he squatted down and stared at the dead Chen Xiangjun.
Old Huang stopped talking and took a few more puffs of cigarettes in a depressed manner, "Let's go, although the wind and rain are heavy and this place is remote, but it's better to be careful."
"kindness."
The two of them looked at Chen Xiangjun's body again and left silently.
Facing this traitor who remembers it day and night in his heart, wishing to eat his flesh, faced with this shameful corpse, the two of them did not feel much pleasure in revenge.
Sadness, sadness, and most of it is longing.
However, a few seconds later, Lu Dazhang retreated back to the inner room and shot the body of the other spy several times. Then Chen Xiangjun, and finally the body of the pavilion with Lao Huang's throat cut, all of which were shot.
After doing all this, Lu Dazhang showed a relieved smile on his face and disappeared in a rainy night with Lao Huang.
"Good habit." Old Huang said depressedly.
Lu Dazhang nodded and said nothing.
Old Huang understood and stopped talking.
...
Cheng Qianfan sat on the sofa in the living room.
He is not eating bird's nest anymore.
He smoked cigars while drinking brandy.
Cheng Qianfan was happy after killing Xiao Si.
He had already investigated it clearly that Comrade Lao Liao's sacrifice had a very direct relationship with Xiao Si.
It was Xiao Si who led his men to arrest Zhuang Ze, who promoted the anti-Japanese war among college students.
Zhuang Ze was tortured but became a shameful traitor.
Then it was Xiao Si who followed Zhuang Ze and ran around, and finally met Lao Liao by chance, causing Lao Liao to be exposed and was followed.
Lao Liao likes to drink sorghum wine.
Lao Liao also likes to drink sorghum wine.
Lao Liao's family, sons, daughters, and his old wives also like to drink.
Cheng Qianfan felt that he should get a bottle of sorghum wine and accompany Lao Liao's family to have a few drinks.
But he couldn't do that.
Lurking work does not mean that you can want your emotions when you think you are not paying attention.
Even at this time, Comrade "Flame" still strictly restrains himself and cannot let his behavior be out of order, any details that may be suspected or associated.
This strict constraint is a "flame" and a "flying fish". It is one of the most important reasons why the "fish intestines" can survive until now.
...
At this moment, the phone rings.
When the three ringtones rang, Cheng Qianfan grabbed the receiver and said, "I am Cheng Qianfan."
"What are you saying? Um, I'm calling the wrong one." said a hoarse voice on the other end of the phone.
Then the phone was hung up.
Cheng Qianfan slowly put the microphone down.
He had a cigar in his mouth and a brandy bottle in his hand. He was slightly drunk and swayed slightly, and walked towards his study on the second floor.
step.
Two steps!
Three steps!
...
Thirty-one steps.
After entering the study, Cheng Qianfan was still slow. He placed the brandy bottle on the desk.
Then he turned around and closed the door and bolted it.
The desk lamp was turned on.
Draw the curtains.
He picked up the brandy bottle from the desk again.
He held a bottle of wine in one hand and drank a few sips from time to time, and held a cigar in the other hand. The young comrade "Fire" seemed to be drunk and he was dancing.
His mouth opened slightly without making any sound, but his mouth was singing, 'singing':
The blood was boiling;
Fight for the truth!
The old world is full of flowers and flowing water!
Slaves get up!
stand up!
Don't say we have nothing;
We want to be the masters of the world!
This is the final struggle!
Let's unite until tomorrow!
Intner, Nell must achieve it—
"Rare" Comrade raised his head, stood attentively, and saluted!
Tears flowed!
He missed Comrade "Zhulin" so much.
...
"Captain, Daou is back."
"Come in."
Daou walked into the captain's office and saw that Wang Kangnian was full of red bloodshot eyes, but his hair was meticulously taken care of. He had a cigarette between his fingers and looked at him with cold eyes.
While coughing violently, he looked at him.
Daou's eyes dodged and did not dare to look at Wang Kangnian's eyes again.
Wang Kangnian took a puff of cigarettes and then coughed violently again.
"Captain, if the fourth brother is here, you will definitely not let you smoke." A subordinate couldn't help but persuade him.
"Yes, Xiao Si will never let me smoke, he will persuade me." Wang Kangnian put down his cigarette and pressed it out in the ashtray.
He looked at Daou and said, "Xiao Si is dead, you are back alive."
...
Daou's face turned pale. He fled while taking advantage of the night and the heavy wind and rain, and then became frightened and confused, not knowing where to go.
As a traitor, he knew very well that once a person like him left the detective team and left the job of "traitor", he would probably not see the sun the next day.
By some means, or subconsciously, Daou returned to the detective team's headquarters.
He was hoping that even a person like him could escape, and a person as smart as a fourth brother must be able to do it.
At this moment, Daou's heart was shrouded in great horror.
As an old man who followed Wang Kangnian during the Party Investigation Office, he naturally knew the relationship between Wang Kangnian and Xiao Si, and his feelings for Xiao Si:
In the captain's heart, Xiao Si is his younger brother.
He is also a victim of Xiao Si's murder and almost became a ghost under the gun.
However, Xiao Si died and he was alive, and this was his sin.
Wang Kangnian didn't speak, just stared at Da Ou.
Maybe it's a dozen seconds.
Maybe one minute.
Daou didn't know how long it had passed. Just when his emotions were almost broken, he finally heard Wang Kangnian speak.
Wang Kangnian looked at him and said slowly, "Pei Jing died last month. Xiao Si was very sad. He said that fewer and fewer brothers came from the Party Investigation Office."
As he said that, Wang Kangnian kicked Da Ou to the ground, "You want to thank Xiao Si."
"roll!"
"Thank you, Captain."
"Thank you, Captain!"
When Daou saw Wang Kangnian frowning, he immediately felt lucky and said, "Thank you, Fourth Brother, Thank you, Fourth Brother."
Then he got up and ran away from the captain's office.
He just squatted outside the office. In the cold winter in Shanghai, Daou felt like he was being fished out of the water, and his whole body was covered in sweat.
As the bone-bone cold wind blew, Daou was shocked and spread his feet and ran away quickly.
After a moment, he hid in a corner sheltered from the wind, sat on the ground, and said weakly, "Thank you, Fourth Brother, Thank you, Fourth Brother."
...
The next day, early in the morning.
"Old Huang, scare the farmers." Mr. Xiao Cheng came to Lao Huang's medical room with a pot sticker wrapped in oil paper in his hand. "It's you, after taking your medicine, your toothache is much better."
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