Jiang Mengmeng took a bite of the dish and asked casually: "Brother Song, Fang Xiaoya, why didn't you come with you?"

Unexpectedly, Jiang Mengmeng could take the initiative to mention Fang Xiaoya, which surprised Song Mengcheng and was very happy, and followed her words.

Song Mengcheng smiled and said, "Xiaoya, I called her, she told the two of us to eat, she accompanied her roommate to go shopping, and it is estimated that it will be ninety o'clock in the evening when she comes back." ”

Jiang Mengmeng asked sensitively: "It can be seen that your relationship is very good." ”

Song Mengcheng said: "Well, we get along well. Xiaoya looks very mature, but in fact, she is still a little girl in her bones, more sensual and naïve. ”

Jiang Mengmeng said: "What are your plans, do you get married after graduation?"

When Song Mengcheng heard the word marriage, his heart twitched unconsciously, the word marriage means firewood, rice, oil and salt, subtle and trivial content, all of which must be incorporated into the life system, and he was not ready in his previous life.

In this life, he was not prepared at all.

But in the face of Jiang Mengmeng's question, Song Mengcheng's return was still very frank.

"I don't dare to think about getting married, and I can't think about it, after all, we are only freshmen, and there are many things that can be done, and there are many things that must be done, so let's watch as we go. ”

But women don't think so, they think that most women want to live a stable family life, have a husband who is satisfied with themselves, and have obedient children. Jiang Mengmeng seemed to be a person who had come over, saying her own opinions.

Song Mengcheng said: "Not really. Many things can only be solved by time, so it is in vain to think about it, it is better to live the present, only every minute of the moment belongs to you. ”

This meal is very difficult for Jiang Mengmeng.

She finally didn't have the courage to tell her secret love, which made her chest feel as if there was a stone plugged there, hanging there, unable to fall or rise.

After eating, he fled and walked away.

Song Mengcheng was in a good mood, and finally solved a trouble, smoked a cigarette, and walked to Wumingzhai.

Song Mengcheng, who was about to take a bath, heard the knock on the door, opened the door, and Song Mengcheng shouted out two words: "Cheng Nan!"

"You just chill the guests here, don't you invite them in to sit down?" Cheng Nan said with a smile.

"Come in. Song Mengcheng widened the gap in the door, let out his body, and invited her in.

Song Mengcheng walked straight to the tea room, Cheng Nan followed behind him, looked at the oil paintings and poetry works on the shelves in the living room, and asked, "This is what you created?"

Song Mengcheng said: "Yes, let's go to the tearoom and talk." ”

Cheng Nan said: "No wonder people like Jiang Mengmeng, who have a superior family and are arrogant, also like you." ”

As soon as Song Mengcheng entered the tearoom, he began to boil water, clean up the tea table, arrange the tea set, and make tea, as if there was no one else.

Cheng Nan finally couldn't help it, and took the lead in saying, "How are you thinking about it?"

Song Mengcheng poured double the tea for her, took a sip of it himself and said, "I have already given you the answer, why bother to come and ask." ”

"You're still having dinner together today, so I think you're up to the job. Cheng Nan said.

"Since you have investigated so carefully, I think you must know that Fang Xiaoya and I have made our relationship clear, do you think it is appropriate for you to let me get involved in this matter?

Song Mengcheng was also very helpless about Cheng Nan, who did not enter the oil and salt, and could only use some objective conditions to persuade her to give up.

Cheng Nan didn't refute in a hurry, but took out his mobile phone and sent a message, and then continued to drink tea.

After a while, Song Mengcheng received a phone call, which was from Song Chuwen.

Song Mengcheng took his mobile phone and said, "I'm sorry, I'll go out and answer a call." ”

Cheng Nan looked at him with a smile and said, "You are free." ”

Song Mengcheng returned to the bedroom, answered the phone, and said, "Dad, why are you calling so late?"

Song Chuwen said: "Xiaocheng, there is something I want to discuss with you. ”

Song Mengcheng said: "What's the matter, you say." ”

Song Chuwen said: "Regarding the matter of your classmate Jiang Mengmeng, the organization entrusted me to persuade you, and I hope you can seriously cooperate with the local GA organs." ”

Song Mengcheng said: "Dad, you don't know the situation at all, I and that female classmate are just alumni, and I also have a girlfriend named Fang Xiaoya, and we are fellow countrymen." ”

Song Chuwen said: "Although you didn't tell me about this situation, I know it, and Dad hopes that you can seriously consider it and help the GA organs to remove the cancer in society." ”

Song Mengcheng smiled bitterly and said, "Dad, aren't you worried about your son being in danger?"

Song Chuwen said: "I have confirmed this matter with the organization, and they said that they only need you to secretly find out some information, and you don't need to do anything else, so you are still safe." ”

Song Mengcheng said: "Dad, you are also just a member, this is simply discrediting yourself morally, how can you ask your son to do such a thing?"

Song Chuwen said: "Don't forget, your father is a party member. ”

In the face of such a loyal and good comrade, Song Mengcheng was completely speechless, what else could he say? What made him even more angry was that this Cheng Nan actually moved out of his father to lobby him, which was too shameless.

Almost instantly, Song Mengcheng's qi and blood surged and made a decision.

Song Mengcheng said, "Okay, Dad, I promise you." With that, he hung up the phone.

Back in the tea room, Song Mengcheng's face was still ugly, staring at Cheng Nan with his eyes and not saying a word.

Chen Nan looked indifferent, smiled and said, "How is it, have you thought about it?"

Song Mengcheng said: "I can promise you to cooperate in this matter, but-"

After a pause, Song Mengcheng continued: "However, I will only be a friend of Jiang Mengmeng, passively help you investigate, no matter what the result is, you can't blame me, in addition, if there is any danger signal, I will investigate immediately." ”

Cheng Nan said: "Actually, this second article, officially I want to tell you, no matter what, your safety is the first, you are not a professional police officer after all, it is good to be able to help." ”

Song Mengcheng's face softened a little, and said, "Say, what do you need to do?"

Cheng Nan said: "Actually, it's nothing, I just hope you can try to have as much contact with Jiang Mengmeng as possible, run to his house if you have nothing to do, if possible, help me install a bugging device in her father's study and living room, we only need to get the specific time and place of their smuggling transaction, and we can arrest people." ”

Cheng Nan took out something that was only the size of a button and said, "This is a wireless eavesdropping device, you just need to find a way to put him in Jiang Honghua's study." ”

Song Mengcheng said: "There is a camera at the door of Jiang Honghua's study, and the door is locked when he is not there, so I can't get in at all." ”

Cheng Nan said: "This monitoring device, the effective range is 300 meters, if it is difficult to install in his study, you can install it in other places, as long as the distance is not too far, we can receive the signal, but the location must be a secret place, can not be exposed to the line of sight, so as not to be found damaged, or cleaned up as garbage." ”

Song Mengcheng took over the listening device, this was the first time he had come into contact with this kind of thing, he carefully observed it with curiosity, and after looking at it for a long time, it was like a button, and there was nothing special.

Song Mengcheng said: "I'll try my best." ”

Sending Cheng Nan away, Song Mengcheng felt extremely uncomfortable, according to his concept, Cheng Nan wanted him to secretly inquire about Jiang Honghua's specific situation through contact with Jiang Mengmeng, Song Mengcheng could cover up this matter in a passive way.

I didn't expect this task to be specific to one thing, and no matter how you look at it, this is a very simple task, as long as you can enter Jiang Mengmeng's house, you can complete it. The key was to find an additional opportunity, which completely frustrated Song Mengcheng's plan to slack off.

In desperation, Song Mengcheng could only accept this fact.

Song Mengcheng calculated the layout of Jiang Mengmeng's house by himself, the first floor is the living room, the second floor is the bedroom, and the third floor is the study. According to the distance calculation, in fact, you only need to place the living room, but there is a risk of being cleaned, and Jiang Mengmeng's bedroom or studio on the second floor is the safest place to place a bugging device.

Song Mengcheng thought of a way to frame the eavesdropping device in an oil painting frame and give it to her to place in her studio, which was simple, quick, and not easy to find.

Song Mengcheng set his sights on his unfinished acrylic work of the swastika character, and spent two days completing the details of the work, drying the paint with a hair dryer, and Song Mengcheng found a place where he could frame calligraphy and paintings, and framed them.

Taking the framed picture frame back, Song Mengcheng carefully dismantled the bezel behind the frame, stuffed the eavesdropping device in the upper right corner, and resealed it.

For a few days, Song Mengcheng did not take any action, because he could not pass the checkpoint in his heart, which made him the target of surveillance.

On this day, I happened to receive a call from Jiang Mengmeng, and Song Mengcheng asked her to Unit C 403 and took her to see her work.

Jiang Mengmeng looked incredulous and said, "This is what you painted?"

Song Mengcheng said: "This is the first work in the swastika series, so the painting was not very successful. ”

Jiang Mengmeng said: "No, at least in terms of ideas, your work consciousness is too advanced, so I like it very much." ”

Song Mengcheng took a deep breath and said, "Since you like it, I'll give you this painting as a souvenir." ”

After Jiang Mengmeng heard this, she was very happy and said, "Really, can you really give it to me?"

Song Mengcheng said: "You can hang it in your home, in your works, but don't tell others that I created it, I am an amateur after all." ”

Jiang Mengmeng said: "There is no problem with this, if you really give it to me, I will really take it." ”

Looking at Jiang Mengmeng's excited face, Song Mengcheng felt very guilty, he had a strong doubt about his personality, he felt that he was a villain, Song Mengcheng didn't even dare to think about what would happen in the future and what kind of impact it would have on Jiang Mengmeng.