I didn't pretend to call my phone anymore, but stared directly at the man and went straight to him.

He was so affected by me that he became sensitive all of a sudden, and he didn't put his hands in his pockets anymore, but quietly touched his back with his right hand.

I guess this guy also has a stick throwing or something, and this guy is in the back.

I figured it out, and when I got closer, I pulled out my police ID card as soon as I pulled it out.

I had warned Beard not to use the idea of using his police ID, but this time, I had to use it to tell me.

I deliberately lit it up, especially since there were photos in this police officer ID, of course I didn't look the same as its real owner, so I lit it up quickly, so that the informant only knew that it was a police officer ID, but didn't have time to see the photo clearly.

At this moment, he was surprised, and his right hand retracted.

He muttered, "...... you?"

I shushed and slowly passed by him without stopping, and I also took advantage of the time to emphasize, "The iron fence between buildings 56 and 57 is waiting for you, if you have something important, come here!"

Without waiting for him to reply, I passed by him.

Of course, I didn't keep walking like this, and when I turned the corner, I glanced back, and the informant listened to me, he didn't go upstairs, but he didn't hurry after me.

He took out the opposite direction from me and walked with his head down.

I guess he was trying to make a detour around the corner, and finally come around and meet me at the designated place.

I put my mind at ease, took out my phone as well, and sent a text message to Beard. I briefed him on the situation and told him to speed up.

The meeting point I'm talking about is actually a corner between Buildings 56 and 57, but there is an iron fence wall, and it's so cloudy that there aren't even street lights, so it's very secluded in comparison.

I came to this place first, leaned against the iron fence, and squatted down.

I waited for a minute or two, and a dark figure flashed around a corner.

He stared at the iron fence wall. I waved at him.

He looked around again, and when he was sure there was no one around, he walked over to me.

After the convergence, I deliberately took out a cold tone and told him a few codes about the connection between the upper and lower lines.

I almost took this code to heart, after all, when I was in contact with Dong Jackal at that time, that beast seemed to be deliberately playing tricks on me, and always talked to me about the code from time to time.

And when the two of us finished the code, he showed a respectful look and shouted, "Hello officer, what do you call it?"

I replied, "Officer Lee!" and I noticed that the informant had been looking at me. It made me a little uncomfortable.

I took out a deliberate posture again, looked at him and frowned, and said, "Line dog, do you usually keep your face so tight? What's the matter?

For a moment, the informant's face showed a look of disgust, but he also believed my identity and turned his head completely.

I reached in my pocket again and took out a cigarette, which I lit for myself and handed it over.

The informant shook his head and said that he liked to smoke a big cigarette, so he could smoke his own.

He dug into his pocket and pulled out a large pack of large front doors.

I have the impression that he smoked a pack of five bucks. I said in my heart that this smoke is also too strong, and what are its characteristics besides choking and cheap?

But on the flip side, I have to give a thumbs up to this informant, because he is clever enough to make excuses to refuse cigarettes that others give him.

We both sucked it up.

I deliberately dragged the time, and after the informant took two puffs, he couldn't hold his breath.

He asked me, "What is Officer Li looking for me for?"

I snorted and stared at him, "You know, something went wrong!"

Actually, I just fooled him, but this sentence was so powerful that he suddenly became sensitive.

He looked thoughtful and asked, "What do you mean?"

I deliberately leaned over to him and replied, "You have an inner ghost in your current mission!"

I know very well, especially as an informant, that the most fearful thing to hear when doing a task is to show the truth, because it is likely to indicate that his life is also in danger.

As I expected, the informant was startled, and his hands shook. He smoked cigarettes, and more than half of them, but they all fell to the ground.

He gave me a strange look on his face, but he was not used to suppressing his gaze, and more importantly at my chin.

He asked me, "Strange, I just met with Officer Wang, why didn't he say this?"

I guess Officer Wang is his direct line. Of course I couldn't have been asked by him.

I also showed that I despised him. I pointed to my head and emphasized, "Is there something wrong with you? Didn't you hear what I just said? ”

I have to admit that there are some things that I am afraid to ponder, especially the old saying that the neighbor steals the axe.

The informant pondered silently. Instead, I continued to smoke at a leisurely pace.

When the cigarette was all smoked, I had just skimmed the cigarette butt, and he had a plan, and he took out a tentative tone, and stammered a little, "Officer Wang has a problem?

I made a boo. In fact, this action can be regarded as ambiguous.

But the informant himself understood, and he seemed a little panicked again.

He asked me, "What's next?"

I told him to stabilize and everything went according to plan, and as for the police, they will look for him in a few days.

In the end, I made a point of emphasizing to him, "Remember, this mission is more difficult than originally thought, so as long as you cooperate well, you will be credited with a lot of credit!"

The informant nodded in response. He must have had too many things hidden in his heart, and then asked me again, "The next time the police contact me, will it be you, Officer Li?"

All of a sudden, my phone buzzed and vibrated and it was a text message tone.

I took it out and looked at it, it was a text message from the beard, and he told me that everything was in order, and we would gather at the gate of the community.

I secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and now that I had all my beard, I couldn't afford to mess with this informant anymore.

I patted him on the shoulder and told him not to ask so much and just do things in peace.

The informant took a posture of wanting to speak and stopping. I said a few more words to him, and of course, nothing inconsequential.

In the end, I left first.

The informant crouched beside the iron fence wall, taking a preoccupied stance.

I walked around for a while, taking advantage of the time to observe my surroundings, and when I made sure that there was nothing wrong, I picked up my pace again.

When I got to the entrance of the community, I saw Beard squatting under a small tree.

As soon as I appeared, he noticed me. He also reached into his pocket.

When I joined him, he had already taken out the Rubik's Cube.

He held it up and asked, "Is this the thing?"

I deliberately took out my phone and looked at the Rubik's Cube through the light of the screen.

This is a silver ** square, and there are words written on each grid, what big eyes, red hair, long legs and the like.

I nodded and replied, "That's right." ”

The beard smiled, and in front of me, he bragged about how he broke it, such as stealing something or something, it was so easy.

But after I stared at the Rubik's Cube again, I suddenly had a question. I broke my beard, frowned, and said, "Fuck, something isn't right!"

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