"Didn't come back?" He Xiye grinned at his waist, puzzled, and twisted his old waist after half an hour in the afternoon.

"No, and I haven't seen the fugitive you talked about. None of those in Shen County. Eh, Lao He, you can help me take a look at this, I'll go to the toilet, I'm about to pee. Fu Wuyuan trotted out of the registration office.

He Xiye frowned, after listening to the wall for a long time in the afternoon, he finally sent Fu Wuyuan to knock on the door, but there was no one inside, and when he opened the door, he saw that the window was wide open, and the luggage was gone.

If it wasn't for jumping out of the window and running away, it was when the door was closed before, and the person was closed outside, tsk, cunning!

He Xiye quickly analyzed the truth, but the truth really made him feel very uncomfortable, a dignified public security officer, was actually played by such a small trick, how can it be reasonable!

It must be because Fu Wuyuan was moving too much on the bed, which affected my rational judgment of the sound of the door closing and the monitoring of the footsteps in the corridor.

This reasonable explanation diluted the embarrassment at the time, and he was on a business trip because he had a task, so naturally he couldn't spend it here for a branch line, so he told him to pay five yuan and left, and there were still many places to run.

I just rushed over to ask about the situation after dealing with dinner casually outside, but it turned out to be really unexpected, it's nine o'clock, where did the people go, this room is six dollars a day, and I don't live there?

He Xiye was full of doubts, and his eyes were patrolling the guests who came and went, seeing that no one was right.

"It's okay, Lao He!" Fu Wuyuan ran back quickly with his pants in his hands, moving the boss.

"Do you want to stay here at night? It's not like you have to stay on the spot for days and nights......"

"I stayed in the unit guest house. He Xiye frowned, if he didn't have the task of arresting fugitives, he really had to check this Li Jianguo, "You help watch, if you see someone, call me here." ”

He Xiye wrote a number and handed it to Fu Wuyuan.

"What if you don't see anyone?" Fu Wuyuan solemnly took the note, looked at it, looked at it again, and tore it carefully.

He Xiye looked at his strange movements: "What are you doing by tearing it?"

"If you don't tear it, you will plug your teeth. Fu Wuyuan said as a matter of course, "You guys eat it directly, it's very dry!"

"I said you ......" He Xiye was also speechless, looked at the ceiling and sighed, "I didn't see anyone and called me, it's okay to leave a message." ”

Fu Wuyuan looked at him with some disdain: "Then let's say it in two sentences? Just report to you directly, we can't run away from you when you are so verbose that the enemy is in front of us!"

He Xiye turned his head, stretched out his head and scratched his forehead, and looked at Fu Wuyuan with a blue face: "I don't want you to teach me He Xiye to do things!"

Fu Wuyuan was stunned by this, his expression was very unhappy, he pinched the shredded paper in his hand, his eyes flashed, and his lips moved slightly.

"Huh?" He Xiye looked at him, "If you have a fart, let it go!"

"If I see someone, should I arrest them immediately?"

"What are you arresting?" He Xiye's face turned pale, "It's just observation! I don't know what the situation is, is there such a arrest?" Have you ever studied the Fa?"

"Oh... Oh..."Fu Wuyuan nodded hurriedly, "Then I'll change the night shift with someone." ”

He Xiye nodded, looked at his watch, and exhaled, he had to go back and write down what he remembered quickly, why did he forget to copy a copy before, there have been too many things in the past two days, and now his memory is a little blurry.

It seems that the battle of the global square caused an earthquake or something, it's not that I have a bad memory...... It's that kid's writing is really messy, it's illogical!

He Xiye muttered in his heart as he walked out.

If you can't remember, you'll have to go back to school and call the three principals over to reminisce together.

"Lao He, Lao He, wait a minute!" someone shouted behind him.

He Xiye turned around and looked impatient: "What's the matter?"

"That phone call... I forgot..."Fu Wuyuan trotted over with a bitter face, still holding a wet paper ball in his hand.

"Do you think the underground party is easy to do?" He Xiye was about to vomit blood from this guy's anger, took out a pen and paper from his pocket, wrote the number again, and slapped the paper into his hand, "Don't learn, you can't learn!"

Looking at He Xiye's distant back, Fu Wuyuan snorted: "I don't like to learn, and you don't like it, how can the public security comrades in the story be so bad as you!"

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Peace Hotel.

The eighteen-dollar room is particularly good, not only has a bathroom to shower, but also has a large ceiling fan and table fan, which can be left open all night and cool.

Li Jianguo drank wine, was tired for another day, took a shower, rubbed his clothes and dried them, and went to sleep first.

Li Yiming took a shower and dried his clothes, moved a chair and sat on the balcony, looking at the night sky in a daze.

When I handed over the manuscript, it was as if a stone had been removed, but more things came up.

I'm going to the publishing house tomorrow to sign a contract, and I hope everything goes well. Also, I'm going to Shencheng soon, looking for the merchant in Xiangjiang, and I don't know if I can find it.

How should I communicate after I find it, so that I can join that delegation.

If it is a business investigation, it should be done cooperatively, and it should be funded, but now the gold in hand is going to be brought to Xiangjiang, should it be taken out and brightened?

When the gold is shown to that person, will he be suspicious, capitalists are very cunning, they can't see money, but how can they cooperate without money?

Li Yiming can impress Wu Ming with sincerity, but does the word sincerity exist in the dictionary of capitalists? I am afraid that money is the most authentic and reliable guarantee.

To open a garment factory and become a shareholder, I have to have a sum of money, and then add some knowledge that I know from the story, so that I can impress that person.

And when I go to Xiangjiang, I also have to have a local, as in the story, there must be a leading party, so that it is not easy to be deceived, but what if this person is a liar?

Li Yiming looked at the sky, the starry sky was bright, those lights crossed the long river of time before they came to the earth, maybe those stars have disappeared for a long, long time.

The evening breeze gusted, disrupting Li Yiming's thoughts.

The protagonists in those stories can find treasures almost everywhere, Shen Cheng, of course, there are, and now he has hundreds of materials mentioned in his head, some are repeated several times, and some are just once.

What is repeated may be true, or it may be borrowed from each other, and what is said only once may be true, some cannot be obtained now, and some can never be sold.

It is necessary to verify through some small things, which authors are more rigorous and can check the information, and which ones are habitual nonsense.

Writing stories with history and making up stories from history is quite different.

It seems that there is a kind of person called Virgo, who is born with perfect obsessive-compulsive disorder, such a person should look up more information when writing a book, but unfortunately he didn't see what the author said in the book about his constellation.

As the night deepened, the sounds inside and outside the building disappeared little by little, and the temperature began to cool down.

Before he knew it, he was lying on the railing and fell asleep, countless stories flashing back in his mind in his dreams.

When the first rays of sunlight shone on his face, he opened his eyes and looked at the rising red sun a little dazed, and muttered to himself in his heart: Yellow croaker, yellow croaker again......

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