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Liao Wanyu was sitting in a small box in the corner of the second floor of the China Grand Theater, and she leaned forward slightly to look at the first floor.

Today's Danjiao on stage is the boss of Mingdan Cheng specially invited by the big theater from the north, and it stands to reason that the attendance rate will never be low, but how can there be seven or eight tables vacated downstairs?

Just thinking about it, there was a sudden commotion underground, and after a while, dozens of people in military uniforms walked in slowly, the drama on the stage was singing, and a group of people who relied on their military background to "watch the white opera" were talking loudly without shying away.

Fortunately, Boss Cheng is a person who is used to seeing scenes and is not affected by anything.

When the group of people sat down, they pulled the tables and chairs, making a screeching sound, and finally sat down, and began to shout to Xiao Er for tea and melons and fruits.

A group of people who "watch white operas" still have to eat white food.

Fortunately, she didn't really come to listen to the play today, otherwise, she would really lose interest if she was stirred up downstairs.

She glanced up at the watch on her wrist and wondered why no one had come looking for her yet.

Boss Cheng's voice and figure are second to none in Qiandan, and when he opens his voice on weekdays, tickets are the most difficult to find, but today Liao Wanyu really has no thoughts, and she sat and listened for about ten minutes, but she still couldn't concentrate.

When there was a knock on the box door, she was startled, but she quickly calmed down, called "come in" in a steady voice, and saw Xiao Er walking in with a pot of tea.

"Miss, this is the tea and snacks you wanted."

Liao Wanyu didn't order refreshments, she wanted to refuse, but an idea suddenly came to her heart, so she responded indifferently and sent the little two away.

Then she flipped through the teapot, teacups, and snack plates, and finally found a number at the bottom of the plate, as if it had been written on the eyebrow pencil.

What kind of friend did Chen Bingyi introduce to her? How to do things so cautiously, the meeting place changed again and again, and within two days, the China Grand Theater was already the third meeting place.

took out the silk handkerchief in her handbag and wiped the lipstick on her lips, Liao Wanyu pretended to make up and walked out of the small box of the theater, she knew where there was a mirror, but she still stopped a little er who was waiting for tea and asked for directions, and then she went around the theater in a big circle before going to the box with the number on the plate.

The box was on the third floor, and it was located very remotely, a corner with a poor line of sight, and the load-bearing pillars of the theater blocked one-fifth of the stage.

Liao Wanyu had observed on the second floor before she came out, but because of the angle, she couldn't see whether it was a man or a woman in the box, and how many people there were.

knocked lightly on the door, but no one answered inside, and just as she was about to knock, the door was suddenly opened through a crack in the internal test.

"Miss Liao?"

The crack in the door was too small, and Liao Wanyu couldn't see the appearance of the person inside at all, and could only distinguish a man from his voice.

"Yes, Chen introduced me."

The man hid in the darkness and looked at Liao Wanyu for a while, and only then did he open the door.

Boss Cheng on the stage was normal to the climax of this play, and applauded again and again. A visitor from a small inconspicuous box on the third floor suddenly arrived, and no one would notice.

"Excuse me, what do you call it?" Chen Bingyi only said that he could introduce someone to her, and he was willing to help, and then asked her to contact others, as for who would contact her, Chen Bingyi did not say.

"You can just call me Lao Zhang."

Lao Zhang wore a blue-gray cotton gown, held a black sunset top hat in his hand, and the mustache on his upper lip was neatly trimmed, and it could be seen that he was a particular person.

He ...... Did I tell you? ”

In fact, Liao Wanyu is also very strange, how could Chen Bingyi, a driver who drives for Bai Lang, know the dealers who resell arms on the underworld, but she still has a trust in Chen Bingyi, and she always feels that these things can be said slowly, and she is not in a hurry at this moment.

"It doesn't matter what he says, you're the buyer, I have to hear what you have to say."

Lao Zhang was expressionless from beginning to end, and Liao Wanyu couldn't see what kind of emotion he was, so he stretched out his hand and gestured to a gun, "I want 100,000 pieces, and the rest of the money, what do you have?" ”

100,000 is not a small amount, but Lao Zhang didn't even tremble his eyes, "Yes, but for each one, I want to mention five yuan." Moreover, I don't care how you transport it in the future, we have already received the money in one hand, and if there is a mistake in the future, it has nothing to do with me. ”

Although Liao Wanyu bought this kind of thing for the first time, she was a business person after all, and she always felt that something was not quite right with Lao Zhang's agreement, so she agreed in no hurry.

only said that he couldn't be the master, and he had to go back to ask for instructions, so he left the Chinese Grand Theater.

On the way back to Datong Shanghai, Liao Wanyu encountered martial law again, she felt that Shanghai in the past few days has been under martial law too often, and she doesn't know what big people are.

"What's going on?"

The rickshaw drivers are arguably the most well-informed people in the whole of Shanghai, and if you ask them, you're right.

"What else, isn't it just that there is some big man again."

"Are there still few big names in Shanghai? Earlier, martial law was not often seen. ”

The coachman looked around and found that there was no third person nearby, so he lowered his voice a little, "I heard that the president is coming, so it's been so strict these days." ”

Liao Wanyu felt that the president really had nothing to do with a civilian like herself, and she didn't ask much, but the coachman obviously had a story in his stomach, so he couldn't help but tell it.

"But I've heard that it's not this incident that has caused the most trouble recently, but the arrest of the underground party." His eyes rolled, "It's the 76 guys." ”

Liao Wanyu didn't know how much he said to be true or false, she nodded, and only said that she would add money if she asked the coachman to take a detour.

The rickshaw was finally able to continue running, and Liao Wanyu got out of the car at the door of the big hotel where Xie Yu was staying, and still gave an extra dollar, and then entered the hotel gate.

The doorman was Filipino and dark-skinned, and before Liao Wanyu approached, they had already opened the door respectfully, and it was not until she entered the hotel lobby that she realized that the atmosphere was not right.

The elevator stopped running, and every seven or eight meters stood in the lobby on the first floor, a man who was not in uniform but who was clearly a person with regular military training.

At first, she thought that the person was Xie Yuru, after all, when that person first appeared at the gate of Datong Shanghai a few days ago, he was with a group of soldiers in civilian clothes.

But when I look at it, I don't think it's very similar.

"Excuse me, is the lady going to stay at the hotel?"

Liao Wanyu was stopped by a man closest to her, she listened to her footsteps and decided to cooperate first, "No, I'm here to find a friend." ”

"Friends?" The man sniffed at the snuffbox in his hand and refreshed himself, "What friend?" What room do you live in? ”

"Fellow countryman, living in 518."

Hearing this number, the man was visibly stunned for a moment, and then he said coldly, "Wait," and ran not far away, calling another person who seemed to have a higher authority than him.

"I heard, you're looking for a 518 resident?"

Liao Wanyu was very uncomfortable by this person's gloomy eyes, "Yes, we are fellow villagers, he said that when he arrived in Shanghai, we made an appointment to meet." ”

The man took out a pack of 'Lao Dao brand' cigarettes from his pocket, knocked one out in front of Liao Wanyu, and put the cigarette in his mouth, and then asked Liao Wanyu if he could smoke.

Of course, Liao Wanyu went with him, and the man struck a match, took a deep breath, and spit all on her face, choking her and coughing.

"You say, you and 518 are fellow villagers? Whether he is a man or a woman, and what his posture and appearance are, you can first tell me about it. ”

Liao Wanyu had doubts in her heart, and she left a lot of room for herself to speak, "This chief, it's not wrong that we are fellow villagers, but we haven't seen each other for many years, and he was still a teenage boy when we separated. Now it's tall or short, fat or thin, but it's really hard for me. ”

The man didn't hear anything wrong with her, "So how did you get in touch before?" ”

"Before?" Liao Wanyu thought for a moment, "Before he came to Shanghai, we didn't have contact. He was about to come to Shanghai, so he sent me a telegram. ”

Liao Wanyu regretted a little after speaking, after all, the telegram had records that could be traced, she didn't know what was happening at the moment, and she was afraid that these people would really go to the post office to check.

"Did he tell you what he was doing in Shanghai?"

Liao Wanyu shook her head, "I didn't say it, but his family is in business, and if he wants to come to Shanghai, it's also for business, right?" ”

The man smoked very fiercely, and he was about to burn the cigarette butt after a few words, so he threw it away, stepped on it with his foot and crushed it twice, "Let's go, I'll take you to see him." ”

Liao Wanyu didn't know what was wrong with Xie Yuru, who lived in 518, so she had to pretend to be calm and follow this person into the elevator.

Soon, they came to the fifth floor, and Liao Wanyu walked to the door of room 518 with this person, and the more they walked in, the more fishy they were.

The blood stains on the stall had dried up, but the smell of blood had not yet dissipated, and Liao Wanyu saw the appearance of a man lying on the ground, and after just one glance, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and retch.

"Please also ask the young lady to identify and identify, is this your fellow countryman?"

Liao Wanyu held on to the door frame, vomiting so much that she couldn't straighten her waist, thinking that person was Xie Yuru, tears fell like beans.

"Miss, please cooperate with us."

The man spoke coldly, completely ignoring how she would feel as a girl at such a scene.

"I ......"

Liao Wanyu held on to the door frame, trying to straighten up, but before she could spit out the second word after saying one word, she couldn't help but retch.

The smell of blood seemed to have feet, and it drilled into her nose.

Is that Xie Yuru? It should be, right? Didn't he live in 518 when she came to see him the other day?

Liao Wanyu also wanted to take another look, so that she could confirm whether the corpse on the ground that had her throat cut was him.