Chapter 740: Death

Yushu Street is very famous in Ningzhou City. It is not that there are some dignitaries and beautiful women living here, but that this street contains almost all the famous snacks from the south. Along the street, the various fragrances from the dense stores in the crowds of stores tempt passers-by to stop and watch, and almost all the stores are crowded with people. This is one of the most lively places in Ningzhou City.

Chen Ji Tofu House is located in the middle of Yushu Street, just like all the stores on Yushu Street. It seems not big, but it is very deep. In front of you, you are doing business, but behind you are a workshop that makes various bean products. Chen Ji Tofu produces various unique bean products, especially his braised products, which are unique and marketed throughout the south. Only people from Ningzhou will know that the best thing in Chen Ji Tofu House is the first pot of tofu shop every morning. If you get up early, hurry up and have good luck, you can drink a bowl of tofu here when the sky is just shining. You really understand the uniqueness of Chen Ji Tofu House. But there are too few people like this.

Because each pot of tofu is not much, and it is also specially supplied to the royal palace, because Ning Wang is just a bite. Every morning when the tofu is just out of the pot, there were guards from the royal palace driving carriages outside the store, waiting there. The steaming tofu flowers were put out in the special soup and Meng and got on the carriage. There was a small charcoal stove on the carriage. A master of the tofu shop sat in the carriage. While using the small charcoal stove to continue heating the tofu flowers, he added some special ingredients at the right time and ran all the way to the royal palace. The bean flowers were just the best, regardless of their color, fragrance and taste. At this time, it was time for Ning Wang to get up and wash up, and sat on the table to start using breakfast.

Chen Wanping, the owner of Chen Ji Tofu Shop, is over fifty years old this year. He has a family and a house in Ningzhou City. A son inherits his ancestral property and runs a tofu shop. He is now the father of two children, but his daughter married a small official in Ningzhou City. He handles documents in Ningzhou Prefecture. It is time for the children to be happy all over the streets.

Such a family that is considered a very successful family to outsiders. Not only does it have enough food and clothing, but it has a wealthy life, it is even related to the royal family. It is very popular with King Ning. In any case, it is the object of envy of everyone. No one would have thought that this place was the nail that Li had buried in Dingzhou many years ago.

Chen Wanping is not surnamed Chen. He is actually surnamed Li, and is a distant branch of the Li clan. It is precisely because of this that Qingfeng dared to sneak into Ningzhou without any defense, find Chen Wanping, and activate this stronghold that has been rarely used for decades.

"Uncle Li, have you found the exact location?" Qingfeng's wooden skirt looked a little pale. Since she arrived in Ningzhou, she has hidden deep in the secret room of Chenji Tofu Shop, directing her subordinates to explore the exact location where Li Zonghua was imprisoned. Li Wanping is a Li clan, and in terms of seniority, she is one generation higher than Li Qing, so Qingfeng politely called him Uncle Li.

Li Wanping's face was full of wrinkles, perhaps because he was in the enemy's nest for a long time, and his face looked older than his actual age. At this time, he held a tray with both hands, with three bowls of tofu, several plates of braised goods, and a pot of wine in it. He placed these things on the table, and sat opposite Qingfeng.

In terms of position, Li Wanping is now the number one person in the Dingzhou Supervision Office stationed in the south. Qingfeng is his immediate superior. However, because he is a relative of the Li clan and does not deal with Qingfeng very much directly, he seems very free and easy in front of Qingfeng. After hearing Qingfeng's words, he was not in a hurry to answer, but pointed to Douhua and said, "I just came out, please try it first!"

Xia Xue reached out to pick up a bowl of tofu from the tray, and turned around and handed it to Qingfeng, but a silver needle appeared in her hand. She explored it in the tofu, then took it out again, then handed the tofu to Qingfeng, and nodded slightly.

Qingfeng smiled and ate tofu while stuttering, while constantly admiring. Qingfeng still respected this old spy detective who had been a decades-old for the enemy, especially Li Wanping and the Li clan relatives.

"Since I learned that Zong Hua was missing, maybe he was kidnapped by Zhong Ziqi, I have been inquiring carefully!" Chen Wanping picked up a knife and a pair of chopsticks in the tray, carefully cut the dried tofu in the tray into small pieces, and said slowly. "The dean also knows that Zhong Ziqi is a difficult opponent. In order not to reveal our whereabouts, we have to do it carefully. It was not long ago that we finally had a look. Although I dare not say that I am 100% sure, there is always ten percent, and Zong Hua must be locked up there!"

"Where?" Qingfeng's eyes flashed, and the spoon was hanging in the air without moving.

Li Wanping paused and said, "Director, Zong Hua is under imprisonment, and it is extremely difficult to rescue him. Even if he acts forcibly, he is afraid that he will only increase casualties, but it will be useless. We have limited staff in the south, so we really cannot trap the entire southern network for one person! I am afraid that even Zong Hua himself will never want to."

Qingfeng smiled slightly and said, "Uncle Li, this time, there is no need to use the Southern Internet personnel. You and your subordinates only need to find out where President Zong Hua was imprisoned and the details of the alert. If there is a map, it would be even better. As for the action, the people I brought to take action."

Li Wanping shook his head, "I am not a subordinate who feels sorry for me. Whether it is using people in that aspect, this is the essence of our Supervisory Office. Is it worth it?"

Qingfeng stood up and walked back and forth in the room, saying, "Director Zong Hua's identity is extraordinary. He is the core figure of the Li family and the president of our Supervisory Office. He was captured alive and imprisoned here. This is not only a shame for our Supervisory Office, but also a shame for the Li family. It is a shame for the entire Dingzhou Group. Since the rebellion of Dingzhou, not to mention a person with high power like President Zong Hua, even a person with a slightly more identifiable status have never had such an experience. How can we sit still? Even if we have to pay a certain price, I will rescue him."

Li Wanping was silent for a moment and took out a roll of paper from his arms, "This is a detailed map of that place. Dean, please be honest. The possibility of a successful rescue is not very high. If it were simple, we would have done it long ago, and you don't bring much manpower. How can you get things done?"

Qingfeng smiled sweetly, "There are not many people, but the essence. The people I brought this time are in this industry. They are real elites in the Supervisory Office. They have never failed when they take action. As long as they plan carefully and take all possibilities into consideration, success is not impossible."

Seeing Qingfeng full of confidence, and although Li Wanping has never been in Dingzhou for the usual deeds of this pretty supervisor, he is familiar with it. Seeing that she has made up her attention, it is not convenient to say more. He just said, "If you rescue him, there is a bigger problem waiting for you, that is, how to transport it out?"

He let out a long breath, "We can predict that once the rescue operation is successful, Ningzhou City will inevitably be closed. And once you take action, based on the traces of your hands, Zhong Ziqi will not be difficult to guess who was in charge of this operation. If he guessed that you might be in Dingzhou City, he would be afraid that you would find you three feet away. If you trap you in, wouldn't it make us even more..." Li Wanping did not say the last words, but the meaning was already very clear. Rescuing Li Zonghua and trapping Qingfeng in would only be a loss, and even embarrassing Dingzhou, because Qingfeng's identity was there!

Qing Style smiled, "Don't worry, Uncle Li, I thought of this layer. Before the action, I would leave early. I went outside Ningzhou City to wait for President Zong Hua to return. Zhong Ziqi wanted to catch me, but he could not imagine it."

"Besides, I have already planned how President Zong Hua left Ningzhou City. You just need to cooperate at that time. After President Zong Hua gets out of trouble, he will be brought to you as soon as possible. After hiding for a few days, someone will come to take him away."

Li Wanping said in confusion: "Who can take Zong Hua out of the city with such ability?"

Qingfeng smiled and picked up the bowl, drank the tofu, and said with a smile: "You will know naturally when it comes."

Li Wanping nodded. He was an old man in this industry. He would not ask if he saw Qingfeng, and would not ask if he shouldn't ask. This is the iron rule of this industry. To be honest, in his heart, he also wanted to witness the charm of the dean. The statistical survey department made such a big name, which was created by the charming woman in front of him, but he only heard of the powerful method and never saw it in person.

Putting away the drawings on the table, Qingfeng did not discuss with Li Wanping about how to rescue him, but instead pulled the topic apart.

"Uncle Li, you have been in the south for decades. Have you ever thought about home and relatives?"

The wrinkles on Li Wanping's face suddenly became deeper. After a while of silence, he said, "It's fake to say that I don't want it. When I left Yizhou, I was still a young man in his twenties. I stayed here for decades and never returned to Yizhou again and never met my relatives there. My parents passed away one after another, but I could only quietly sing a stick of incense in the middle of the night, lowered my voice and cried, but I still had to force my smile during the day to welcome and send off my trip. Hey, sometimes when I think back, I don't know how these decades have come!"

Qingfeng knew that the most difficult thing for long-term lurking spy detectives like Li Wanping was their longing for their hometown and relatives. Li Wanping was not the only one who arranged the death room in the south by the Li family, but he was the only one who could really stick to the end.

"Uncle Li is now full of children and grandchildren, and he has taken root in the south." Qingfeng said: "Do your children know their true identities?"

"This kind of life is really sad. I don't want my children to be frightened, but they don't know at all." Li Wanping said bitterly. "A pair of children, I always thought they were native Ningzhou people. You have also seen my son. He has a little bit of the shadow of us Yizhou people?"

Qingfeng sighed: "Uncle Li sacrificed too much for the clan. After the general defeated King Ning and swept the world, you will get rewards that match your efforts."
Chapter completed!