After Ling Yunpeng came out of the Great Guangming Cinema, the excitement and joy in his heart were self-evident, the key and information in the dead mailbox should be sent to the person in charge of the Shanghai underground party immediately, he wanted to know who the person in charge of the Shanghai underground party was now, could it be Jin Yixuan, Uncle Jin.

So Ling Yunpeng decided to follow the skinny cleaner to see where he had gone.

Ling Yunpeng stood in front of the poster at the entrance of the theater, pretending to admire the movie poster, and after a few minutes, he saw the thin old man come out of the movie theater, and walked straight in the direction of Notre Dame Road, Ling Yunpeng followed slowly behind him, and half an hour later, the thin old man came to a cigarette paper shop, bought a pack of cigarettes, and then walked in the opposite direction.

Because the distance was too far, Ling Yunpeng didn't see clearly that Yu Fakui handed over the plastic box to the shopkeeper along with the coins, he just felt that this thin old man was very familiar with the shopkeeper, the two talked a few words, and the relationship was very familiar, it seems that the thin old man often comes to this cigarette paper shop.

Ling Yunpeng didn't know whether to continue to follow the thin old man for a while, or stay here and continue to observe, Ling Yunpeng looked at the back of the thin old man walking farther and farther, he thought about it carefully, and decided to stay where he was for observation.

Ling Yunpeng's analysis is that there are a lot of cigarette paper shops along the way, why did the thin old man run for half an hour to buy cigarettes in this cigarette paper shop, and after buying cigarettes, he went in the opposite direction, which shows that this cigarette paper shop was not passed by by him, but came here on purpose, and this cigarette paper shop is only two roads away from Notre Dame Road.

Ling Yunpeng judged that the thin old man should have already transferred the information to the shopkeeper, so next, the shopkeeper should have made some moves, and he should be staring at the cigarette paper shop owner now.

As expected, the cigarette paper shop owner quickly walked towards Notre Dame Road with a jar of wine in his hand, Ling Yunpeng followed behind him unhurriedly, the cigarette paper shop owner walked quickly, and arrived at Notre Dame Road in a few minutes, and then he walked into No. 27, exchanged a few words with the old man who guarded the door, and went upstairs.

Ling Yunpeng now knows very well in his heart that the current person in charge of the underground party organization in Shanghai is Uncle Jin, Jin Yixuan, whom he is familiar with.

Ling Yunpeng decided to return to the Great Three Yuan Casino to make sure that the jewelry box was in Jin Yixuan's hands.

So Ling Yunpeng called a rickshaw and asked the coachman to take him to the big three-dollar casino on Pike Street. He sat down at a dim sum shop across the street from the casino, asked for two taels of fried food, and carefully observed the situation across the street through the window while eating.

After a quarter of an hour or so, Ling Yunpeng saw a familiar figure, Jin Yixuan stopped in front of the big three-yuan casino in a rickshaw, and then walked into the casino, five minutes later, Jin Yixuan came out again, waved a rickshaw, and returned the same way, but when he went back, his briefcase was obviously much more bulging than when he came.

Ling Yunpeng breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that this method of transporting gold bars is still feasible, and his identity will not be revealed, Jin Yixuan only knows that it was the carrier pigeon that passed the news to him and let him get the jewelry box, but he couldn't determine who the carrier pigeon was.

There were also more than seventy gold ingots in the iron box, and if all of them were made into small yellow croaker, there would be 1,200 gold bars, which could arm a team of considerable size.

Ling Yunpeng was in a flying mood, whistling, and walked back leisurely all the way, and it was already more than three o'clock in the afternoon when he arrived at Boren Clinic.

As soon as Yang Jingcheng saw him, he pulled him aside: "Yunpeng, where have you been?" How did you come back? ”

"What's wrong? Is something wrong? Ling Yunpeng saw Yang Jingcheng's anxious appearance and thought something was wrong.

"There was no accident, it was Lao Zhao who called you several times, and there was no one in your house, so he called me, and asked me to tell you and ask you to call him when you come back, it seems that there is something urgent."

"Okay, I know, Lao Yang, I'll go up and call him."

Ling Yunpeng took three steps and made two steps, went upstairs and walked into the No. 1 ward, turned around and locked the door, then came to the bedside table, picked up the telephone, dialed Zhao Jinwen's phone, and after the phone rang eight times, Zhao Jinwen's voice came.

"Hey, who's that?"

"Boss Zhao, do you have anything to do with me?"

"I have a business to talk to you about, see you at five o'clock, at the café."

"Okay, Boss Zhao, I'll be there on time."

Ling Yunpeng raised his hand and looked at the time, it was now 3:20, and it was still early before the meeting time, so he opened the door, walked to the No. 2 ward opposite, pushed the door and saw that it was empty, and the No. 3 ward next door was filled with a chattering Japanese voice.

"The drama idiot is really tireless." Ling Yunpeng smiled slightly and walked towards Ward 3.

Pushing open the door of ward 3, I saw Ah Hui and Qin Shouyi standing there muttering something in Japanese, while Fu Xinghan stood aside to correct and counsel.

"Drama idiot, I haven't finished class yet, I've been practicing Japanese all day, and it's time to rest."

Ah Hui saw Ling Yunpeng come in, as if he had seen a savior: "Boss, you can be regarded as back, you don't know, this drama idiot is like a demon, I have to keep talking Japanese with Nezha, and my mouth is blistering and sores." ”

Ah Hui pointed to a small pimple on the corner of his mouth and pouted: "See, boss, they all have sores." ”

Ling Yunpeng patted Ah Hui's cheek and said with a smile: "You Ah Hui is a talker, you usually speak Chinese, and you don't get blistering and sores when you say it, why do you get blistering and sores when you speak Japanese?" ”

"No matter how much I like to talk, it's not like that, my mouth doesn't stop for a moment, my cheeks are swollen, and my tongue and teeth are fighting all the time." Ah Hui complained to Ling Yunpeng.

"Hey, you're embarrassed to say, I usually see you with sharp teeth, why when you speak Japanese, your tongue is like a knot, and your mouth is not as good as Nezha's smooth." Fu Xinghan glared at Ah Hui dissatisfied.

"How can I have such a skill as you, you can speak eloquently, you can speak well, you can say that you are alive, and you can use all kinds of foreign words, you can come as soon as you open your mouth, your mouth is the best, we are beyond our reach." Ah Hui replied to Fu Xinghan.

"Okay, okay, stop bickering, everyone is tired today, I think let's get out of class, let's rest for a while." Ling Yunpeng announced his resignation.

"Oh, finally liberated!" Ah Hui flew out like a bird, and Qin Shouyi also followed, dodging Fu Xinghan.

"Hey, boss, why did you let them go like this, I still haven't finished talking about it later?" Fu Xinghan saw that his students Ah Hui and Qin Shouyi couldn't wait to leave the class, and suddenly a sense of loss grew.

"Drama idiot, if you want to hurry, you can't reach it, and you can't eat a fat man in one bite." Ling Yunpeng comforted Fu Xinghan: "That's it, you can make up for me now." ”

When Fu Xinghan heard this, the boss asked for a small stove, so he naturally couldn't ask for it, and immediately became energetic: "Okay, okay, I'll make up for you." ”

So, Fu Xinghan tutored Ling Yunpeng the content that he hadn't taken just now due to his absence, Ling Yunpeng's memory is quite good, his sense of rhythm in language is also very strong, and his comprehension is also super good, so in just half an hour, Ling Yunpeng mastered all the content of the class.

"Boss, your talent is really high, it's only been a while, and you've mastered all the content today. You just need to practice intensively, and you can master it quickly. Fu Xinghan admired Ling Yunpeng's language ability.

"Well, it's hard to think about having a tireless teacher like you by your side all the time." Ling Yunpeng smiled and patted Fu Xinghan's shoulder.

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