Chapter 13: Ghosts

Ye Fei and Wang Sen, two people who have cooperated for more than a year, just passed by, and they didn't know each other. If there is no Wang Sen and no feared fallen leaves, if there is no Ye Fei and there is no feared military command of the Shanghai District, the two can be said to complement each other.

Wang Sen is also Tian Lang's old customer, and they also have a lot of contacts with each other, he sat directly on Ye Fei's seat before, ordered a glass of wine and drank it casually.

"Mr. Wang, it's not that I, Tian Lang, don't want to earn your money, it's just that I can't do anything if I don't have it now!" Tian Lang said in embarrassment.

Wang Sen took a sip of wine and said, "I heard that Mr. Tian claims to be useless as long as he has money, and he can't get the information!" How? Are you going to smash your own golden sign today? ”

Tian Lang waved his hand, "If you smash something like a signboard, you will smash it, what will you do with the signboard if you lose your life?" ”

Tian Lang didn't eat this set at all, and started Tai Chi with Wang Sen.

"Mr. Tian is a smart person, of course he knows who should be involved in this matter, and he also knows where to force, I heard that Mr. Tian's friends are all over the beach, I believe that Mr. Tian will definitely have a way to do this."

Between the words, Wang Sen had quietly pushed two small yellow croakers into Tian Lang's hands. But Tian Lang didn't answer, "Mr. Wang's shot is still so generous, but I'm afraid this matter is not as simple as two little yellow croakers, right?" ”

"What kind of joke did Mr. Tian say? These two little yellow croakers are just Mr.'s hard work, I know how difficult this matter is, and I ...... it after it is done" Wang Sen leaned into Tian Lang's ear and whispered a few words.

Tian Lang smiled, "Mr. Wang is really extraordinary, then I, Tian Lang, will work hard to see if I can make this business with Mr. Wang." ”

"Wait for the good news."

After Wang Sen finished speaking, he walked out of the door of the bar, and Hill City looked around at the door to see Wang Sen come out and greeted him, "District Chief, this action is ......"

Wang Sen raised his hand and motioned for him not to speak yet, "Let's talk about it when we go back." ”

Chongqing's order this time made Wang Sen still very uncomfortable, this kind of intelligence gathering and finding people is really not their specialty, although they also have intelligence officers under their jurisdiction, but the prestige of Shanghai District is not made by intelligence officers, compared to finding people to collect intelligence Wang Sen prefers to formulate some one-hit killing actions.

However, they haven't moved for a while, and the fallen leaves seem to have been silent for a long time recently, because of the particularity of the seed plan, Chongqing can't find them.

However, this time there has been a new news in Chongqing, that is, the year-long seed plan has finally been reduced!

I heard that the clown of the seed plan was also found in Tianjin, and there were casualties, if Tianjin District hadn't noticed the whereabouts of the clown, then they would not know anything about the clown's death now!

The death of the clown is a wake-up call, a wake-up call that is gradually being forgotten!

Everyone subconsciously forgot that they were actually ordinary intelligence officers, not Da Luo immortals, and they would also fail and die!

It's just that their light in the past was too dazzling......

Thinking of these Wang Sen chills in the back of his head, why did the fallen leaves that used to be active suddenly disappear recently? The clown's death can be transmitted back to Chongqing because Tianjin District saw it!

What about fallen leaves?

Wang Sen didn't dare to think about it, it was still too pessimistic to think like this now, and all he could do now was to complete the task in Chongqing well.

Now when all parties are working hard to find Gu Tian's whereabouts, Ye Fei has already mastered the specific whereabouts, he only needs to set up a radio station tonight to send this news, his mission will be completed, but Ye Fei did not do it.

Ye Fei has been working in front of the table for almost two hours, and he has been sitting like this since he returned home, his fancy coat has been taken off and thrown aside, and he has not held the smoky cigar in his mouth, his whole person seems to be settled, if not, the clock has been ticking, and it will even make people misunderstand that time has stood still.

Ye Fei just sat like this, there was a small note with the room number on the table, and the things that could be ended soon were now very difficult, because now Ye Fei had a hurdle in his heart.

He no longer trusts Chongqing so much, as long as his intelligence is fast, Chongqing can move as fast as he wants. But that thing still pierced his heart like a thorn.

The prince guessed a little right, Ye Fei was not stupid, as long as he was given time, after he calmed down, he naturally understood what happened to Xu Baisheng. Ye Fei changed his way of doing things in order to obtain more accurate information, but it doesn't mean that he will forgive Chongqing's behavior!

Ye Fei trusted Zheng Shanquan, but the military command was not Zheng Shanquan's final say......

Now in this world, only Zheng Shanquan knows his origin, Zheng Shanquan can't let this happen, but it still happened, the answer has long been out, and the reality is just whether to be a person who pretends to be asleep......

Ye Fei didn't want to sleep, he also hated being a tool for that kind of game, all he loved was this country that was washed away by the flames of war......

In the hazy weather of Shanghai, all parties are hiding in the shadows and are ready to move, although it is difficult to find Gu Tian in the eyes of outsiders, but in the eyes of the secret service headquarters, it is not like this.

Although Li Junren's meeting only emphasized what security work was, it is true that what has been done in the past few days is peripheral security.

But combined with the recent rumors, everyone speculated that Gu Tian was in the hands of Li Junren's secret service headquarters, but most people could only know that the person was hiding in the Chinachem Hotel, but he couldn't be as accurate as Ye Fei's room number, of course, this was enough.

There weren't many people left behind at the secret service headquarters at night, and everyone began to complain at night.

At this time, a middle-aged man in a tunic and a little bowed head came out of the utility room in the secret service headquarters building.

He looked around vigilantly, making sure that there was no one around, and quietly entered the office of the listening team......

He quietly turned on the radio station and skillfully typed the code, but at this time, suddenly a large group of people broke in!

"Boy, what's the matter?"

The middle-aged man saw it in horror, but he didn't expect it to be Wu Sanbao, the living king of Hades! Subconsciously stepped back and stumbled to the ground. Wu Sanbao smiled evilly, approached him and stepped back.

At this time, an emaciated figure walked in at the door, it was Li Junren, the director of the secret service headquarters!

He looked at the people holding the guy in horror, and all that remained in his eyes was fear......

The so-called security meeting is just a bureau set up by Li Junren, and the meeting that wants to cover up and a large group of people complaining that they were serving a difficult old master before, all this always makes people think about it, not to mention that they do have Gu Tian in their hands!

The Agent Headquarters had expanded too fast before, and it was inevitable that there would be some ghosts in it. And this bureau is exactly what Li Junren used to catch ghosts!

The main reason why Wu Sanbao didn't attend that meeting was not because he was going to guard Gu Tian at all, but because a large team of ghost catchers were responsible for catching ghosts!

Because the first team did not disrupt and reorganize, most of them were Wu Sanbao's original people.

"What did you want to post? And then send. Li Junren looked at the middle-aged man Xie Ding condescendingly, what he wanted was more than just a ghost!