The Spring Festival has passed for a while, and various places are still immersed in rare joy, but a small number of people are not at home for the New Year.

Except for Fan Ruohai, who is the leader of the Shandong Salt Gang, most of the rest are the spies and killers of the spy department under Wang Zheng.

Almost all of these people are fed alone, and the whole family is not hungry, and their interest in this Spring Festival is naturally far less strong than their future prospects.

At this moment, Wei Dong was standing behind the loess slope with more than 20 subordinates, carrying a broken kettle in one hand and a piece of flatbread in the other.

"This kind of errand is for the people of the Security Department to deal with, what we did in the past were all murderous and oversold goods, this time it's good, the New Year's Eve is here to drink the northwest wind."

Under the influence of this Xiaoice climate, even the more southerly Luyue land is also cold in the first few months of spring, not to mention the current Yang.

It was the killer under Wei Dong's hand who spoke, gnawing on the cake while talking, grinning with his teeth from the cold, it seemed that he had suffered a lot, don't look at him so embarrassed, the others are also not much better.

Since he was appointed as the chief soldier of Shandong, the boundary of Shandong has always been very peaceful, and the Wengzhou Mansion is relatively wealthy, so it is also full of people, and most of the people who walk outside are foot merchants from all over the country, as well as the place of salt and ding, so in comparison, there are fewer pedestrians.

But no matter which one it is, when these people pass by Wei Dong's side, they only glance at it a few more times, and subconsciously think that they are shop guys who have come out to work somewhere, or they are homeless people who have just arrived in the territory.

Whether in Shandong or other provinces, it is a common thing, even if the local salt ding, when they meet outside, few will go up and interrogate them rarely.

"The commander's order is naturally something important, otherwise there is no need to let the brothers of our spy department go out, and there is no need to owe it there."

Wei Dong took a sip of water, and after saying this, he continued to speak to himself:

"The Lu Wangfu is different from the Confucian Mansion, after all, it is the clan of the vassal king, the marshal is not easy to show up, and the brothers of the soldiers and the regular soldiers cannot get involved, raise the army for a thousand days, use the army for a while, it's our turn."

More than two dozen people were dressed in tatters, gathered in a small pile, and when they spoke, they were also blatant, and they were not afraid of being heard.

"Hey~, Liu Lao Er, didn't you cry and shout to let Dongye pick you up, saying that you didn't want to leave this future behind, why, you just became a soft egg?"

Suddenly, a spy with a long donkey's face asked a question, and the people around him laughed when they heard it.

Liu Laoer's face turned red, he took a bite of the pie fiercely, and said in a rough voice:

"Ma Pole, what do you know, I used to kill pigs, and the fortune tellers all said that there was murderous aura on my body, which time I was afraid, this is a suffocating panic."

Seeing that these two living treasures were pinched again, it was not possible at this time, Wei Dong immediately stopped with a cold face, and said:

"In front is the manor of the second son of King Lu, and the people who are handsome are hidden inside, it is said that Zhu Yihai is also there, and it is not easy for the soldiers and the security department to go in and get people."

When Wei Dong spoke, his eyes were already full of killing intent, the King of Lu in his words was Zhu Yipai, and now Zhu Yihai has not yet attacked the lord.

After seeing Wei Dong's face, Ma Zhu also let go of his thoughts of playing, and said in a deep voice:

"Do you mean to let us watch, or do you want to kill him quietly?"

"Both."

Wei Dong glanced behind him, and it happened that a caravan was passing by, about a dozen cars, more than a hundred and ten people, and the spies of the spy department didn't think much about it at all, just made a look of hiding from the wind and nested together.

The leader of the caravan glanced at it, only to think that it was a group of homeless people who had just come to Wengzhou Mansion, and walked over with a cold snort on their horses.

"According to my meaning, I will sneak in tonight, make that kid with a knife, and save a few more days of wind, you see if what I said makes sense."

After Liu Lao Er finished speaking, he found that everyone was looking at the caravan, and no one paid attention to him at all, so he immediately asked again:

"Dong Ye, Ma Pole, what about my idea, you can talk about it."

But no one around seemed to hear what he said, and even the hemp pole, who had always been "incompatible" with him, had a solemn face, pointed to the caravan leader and said:

"Dong Ye, this person has a problem, looking at the way he holds the knife, it doesn't look like the Ding Kou of an ordinary caravan."

Wei Dong signaled everyone not to worry, he also saw this, and after all the people of the caravan left, he immediately sent a few people to tiptoe up, and took the rest of the spies to the place where the caravan passed by while there was no one on the road.

Wei Dong squatted down and took a closer look, but he didn't find anything abnormal, but at this time, Liu Laoer, who had always been a big guy, squatted down and picked up a handful of loess with his hand, put it next to his nose and smelled it.

"It's Ning Haiyan."

When he said this, he looked cautious, but even Wei Dong couldn't believe it, and asked in a deep voice:

"Second child, will you smell wrong?"

Without waiting for Liu Lao Er to answer, one of the spies who followed ran back and said:

"Dong Ye, as soon as the goods arrived outside the manor of the second son of King Lu, someone inside pulled them in."

At this moment, Wei Dong was even more suspicious, frowned and asked:

"How could King Lu's Mansion have something to do with Ning Haiyan, second brother, could you have heard it wrong?"

Ma Pole was also a little puzzled, squatted down and grabbed a handful of soil but didn't smell anything, and said with a half-smile:

"Yes, second brother, didn't you kill pigs in the past, how do you know about salt goods?"

Liu Lao Er did not hesitate, shook his head and said very firmly:

"Killing pigs is sluggish, just bluffing on the surface, in the past, I sold private salt in Haizhou for more than ten years, this is the ability to live by eating, and today I am willing to use this head to vouch, and I will never be mistaken."

Wei Dong has served in the Beizhen Fu Division for many years, so he can naturally see that Liu Lao Er is really not telling a lie this time, although he usually brags, but he is still very reliable at critical moments, otherwise he would not have been selected to be a spy in the spy department.

But this matter is very important, Wei Dong still didn't dare to draw conclusions too early, and lurked around for a while with more than 20 spies and killers from the spy department, looking around for news.

Despite the reluctance to believe it, the matter was finally settled.

Three days later, at night, when Wei Dong heard the conclusive report of his subordinates, he couldn't help but get angry, kicked on the sand, and said angrily:

"Are those people from the local salt control bureau blind, and they actually let the people of the Lu Wangfu blatantly smuggle Ninghai salt, if we hadn't inadvertently discovered it, they wouldn't have to hide it from the world!"

The surrounding spies also felt that something was wrong, and after discussing for a while, the hemp pole came out and asked in a low voice:

"Master Dong, what should the brothers do, do you continue to stay here and do the things that the marshal explained, or go back first?"

Liu Lao Er said: "Dong Ye, I'm afraid that someone in the local salt control bureau is secretly helping King Lu's mansion, and those checkpoints are not for dry food." ”

Wei Dong pondered for a long time and said:

"Ma Pole go back and report to the commander, the second brother, you take someone to watch the Salt Enforcement Bureau, you can't alarm anyone." Speaking of this, Wei Dong threw the big cake in his hand on the ground and said with a sneer:

"These things that eat inside and outside, forget how the rights in your hands come from, see how the boss punishes these thieves."