Shanghai.

Zheng Chaoyang looked at the middle-aged man eating rice noodles in front of him, and then glanced at the puppy lying on the ground beside him, also eating rice noodles.

The whole person became messy.

The dozens of people in their police station are not as efficient as a dog.

He picked up the chopsticks, picked up the rice noodles and tasted it, and then shouted to a nearby place, "Waiter, give me some spicy food."

After a while, a bottle of chili noodles was brought over, and Zheng Chaoyang used chopsticks to pick out some and sprinkle it on the rice noodles.

"Chief Zheng, you also like to eat chili peppers."

The middle-aged man smelled the chili powder in the air and instinctively raised his head back.

"Well, when I was in Sijiu City, I liked the taste of mutton soup."

"Later, when I moved to Shanghai, the food here was all sweet. I couldn't get used to it, so I liked to add some chili pepper."

Zheng Chaoyang said with a smile.

The middle-aged man in front of him is the son of Uncle Chen's family that Yang Xiaotao mentioned, Chen Changjun.

He has also investigated this man and found out that he is an outstanding worker and his wife is also a worker.

This kind of dual-income family itself illustrates the problem of composition.

What's more, this operation also requires his cooperation, so the relationship between the two is good, and some things will not be hidden.

Chen Changjun nodded, "When I was a kid in Sijiucheng, I often went to the mutton stall outside the alley to drink soup. But I didn't have money at that time, so all I drank was from small bowls, and I only drank the soup, which made my stomach full.

, but as soon as I went home and took a pee, I felt discouraged.”

As Chen Changjun said, Zheng Chaoyang nodded with a smile, "Yes, me too, me too."

"After I finished drinking, I didn't dare to leave quickly for fear of being drunk."

The two immediately had shared childhood memories.

"It's just that after living in Shanghai these past few years, my wife at home doesn't eat spicy food. I haven't seen chili peppers in many years. I feel a little uncomfortable when I smell it at first."

Chen Changjun sighed with emotion, and Zheng Chaoyang had the same expression, "The environment can change a person's living habits."

Chen Changjun nodded, then put down the bowl, picked up the chili noodles and sprinkled some into it. Zheng Chaoyang was a little surprised, and saw Chen Changjun stirring the rice noodles with chopsticks, "The environment can change a person's habits, but it can't change the roots in his bones."

."

Zheng Chaoyang nodded in approval.

Just like when he returned to Sijiu City, he had an innate feeling of returning to his roots after falling leaves.

"By the way, Yang Xiaotao, how much do you know?"

"Xiao Tao?"

Chen Changjun stopped smiling and looked at Zheng Chaoyang with a suspicious look on his face.

"Don't get me wrong, I just want to get to know you."

Zheng Chaoyang still had a smile on his face, while Chen Changjun lowered his head to pick up the bowl and fell into memories.

"Xiao Tao, he should be eight or nine years old when I left."

"At that time, their family moved in later than ours..."

"Later, Xiaotao's mother died, and his father was alone in holding her. Some people in the courtyard proposed marriage to his father, but his father rejected them all."

"We all know that his father doesn't want to find him a stepmother and doesn't want him to suffer."

"It's a pity that Uncle Gen is not so lucky..."

Chen Changjun sighed with emotion, some things he saw by himself, and some things he heard from his father and mother.

"Later on, Xiao Tao also strived for success. In the whole yard, he was the best at studying..."

"If nothing happens to Uncle Gen, I guess this kid can go to college and become a college student."

Zheng Chaoyang nodded after hearing this, "I don't think there's a problem with this. This guy is more interested in reading and studying than working."

"Haha, that's right. When this kid was studying when he was young, many people in the courtyard called him a nerd and laughed at him."

"But look now, the person who laughed at him has become a joke."

The two of them were eating and chatting about Yang Xiaotao.

"Section Chief, there is a situation."

While the two were talking, a young man ran over and whispered.

Zheng Chaoyang quickly put down the bowl, then picked up the water glass on the side and took a sip. Then he stood up and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Section Chief, the five targets we are monitoring, No. 12 and No. 8 are meeting each other."

"material."

Zheng Chaoyang asked hurriedly, and the clerk on the side immediately took out the information of the two people.

No. 8, Wang Guofu, male, 42 years old, coal yard worker.

No. 12, Xiang Jingrong, male, 40 years old, theater actor.

"Who is looking for whom of these two people?"

"No. 12 took the initiative."

"Are you still here?"

"Yes, the two met in the park. Although they were just passing by, they definitely exchanged information."

The clerk said affirmatively, Zheng Chaoyang frowned, and then looked at Chen Changjun, "Comrade Chen Changjun, we are going to trouble your Wanghu family again."

Chen Changjun nodded, "Huzi, work has started."

Wanghu licked the bowl, then stood up and shook his body, looked at Zheng Chaoyang, and said "Wangwang" twice.

It still remembers that it was the person in front of it that scared its little master to tears.

Zheng Chaoyang was yelled twice by Wang Hu and felt helpless.

These days, the dog has not been very friendly to him, which is why Chen Changjun follows him.

Otherwise, let alone using it to search for enemies, it would be fine if it doesn't bite him.

Chen Changjun touched Wang Hu's head and nodded to Zheng Chaoyang.

After a while, Chen Changjun and Zheng Chaoyang led people to follow Wang Hu from a distance. In front of Wang Hu, there was another figure, walking like ordinary people.

"Chief Zheng, have we been here before?"

Chen Changjun suddenly asked when he was passing by the street.

Zheng Chaoyang was frowning and thinking about something, and when he heard what Chen Changjun said, he immediately became alert.

Then he patted his thigh.

The enemy is circling and conducting counter-reconnaissance!

Careless, careless!

Zheng Chaoyang's expression changed drastically. With Wang Hu's help, he actually relaxed his vigilance.

It was almost exposed.

Fortunately, it was discovered early and there should be no exposure.

"Let's go, let's go quickly!"

"Let's go aside. You let Wang Hu move freely and don't care about the rest."

Chen Changjun nodded and then walked aside.

Wanghu looked behind him, not knowing what it meant, so he continued to move forward, leaving some liquid beside him from time to time.

After Zheng Chaoyang and others came to a dark corner, they disappeared.

"Section Chief, are you missing me?"

The clerk whispered to the side that although the other party was counter-reconnaissance, they were not vegetarians.

What's more, the other party's situation has been completely grasped, and he can't grasp it in just a moment's notice.

"This is not his residence."

Zheng Chaoyang recalled Xiang Jingrong's information and found that this place did not match his residence.

"Section Chief, this is indeed not his residence."

"Then what is he doing here?"

Zheng Chaoyang looked suspicious, and the investigator shook his head.

"This is the first time he has come here during this period. We had no information in this regard before."

"Section Chief, do you want to go in and control him?"
To be continued...