Xiang Xiaoqiang returned to the hotel with a broken heart.

Slammed the door, closed the curtains with a "bang", and threw his body against the bed.

After lying down for a while, he quietly got up again, and looked downstairs through the gap in the curtains. Sure enough, there was a bunch of old men playing chess across the road, and a young man huddled next to him was particularly eye-catching. From time to time, he secretly raised his head and glanced at Xiaoqiang's window.

It's this guy, when Xiang Xiaoqiang came back by tram just now, he was on the car.

Alas! Xiang Xiaoqiang sighed depressedly. sighed that he was really imprisoned, and sighed that he was worth such a little weight in the eyes of Dongchang. If an important person is imprisoned, at least one person will have to be replaced every other way, and they all have to be veterans. Now Dongchang has sent a person, who is still a young man.

In fact, it's not that people don't like him, it's mainly a "friendly spy" like him, and the general way to deal with it is like this. Stalking is between the light and the dark, which is not too rude to the target, but also allows the target to know in mind.

Originally, he wanted to go to Qiu Qiu's house today, but Qiu Qiu had an accident, and there was always a "tail" behind him, so he was not in the mood to go.

Wait for the information, wait for the information......

That's what Jiang Meilu said when he asked him to come back. She said that now that the incident has just happened, many specific circumstances are not yet known, and she cannot make a rash decision, and she has to wait for the intelligence from the north to come. Tell him not to be in a hurry, it's useless to be in a hurry. Because now that this has happened, everyone is as anxious as he is......

Hurry up and fart! Coaxing children. Xiang Xiaoqiang is now unhappy when he thinks of Jiang Meilu's "face". Although the "mouth" and "face" are very attractive. Damn, when I first entered the door, I watered the flowers and fed the fish, and sang Yue Opera jokes. How can you be a little anxious?

Xiang Xiaoqiang also knew what Jiang Meilu thought with his ass. Oh, anyway, Dongchang shouldn't be responsible for this matter, it's the navy that should be responsible, and at most the Jinyi Guard (who told them to take the case first, and they haven't protected people yet?). ）。 Anyway, her men were saved, and she used this to dig up a British spy. When people make mistakes, she makes grades, so what's the matter?

But Jiang Meilu was not bad, let him go back first, and said that he would call his hotel if there was clear news. If it's not perfunctory, it's really interesting. After all, you are not someone from Qiuqiu now, no matter how anxious you are, why should you tell you about the affairs of the East Factory?

The meaning of Jiang Meilu's words was also heard by Xiang Xiaoqiang. The East Factory is divided into several bureaus, each of which has its own piece of responsibility. She was in the second bureau, and the second bureau was called the "Southern Bureau", also known as the "Domestic Bureau", and was specifically responsible for the domestic affairs of the Ming Dynasty. In addition, there is the first game, which is also called the "Northern Bureau", which is dedicated to the Qing Dynasty. The First Bureau is responsible for espionage, infiltration, propaganda, sabotage, assassination, rebellion, and leadership of underground organizations north of the Yangtze River.

Because the Ming Dynasty has not given up its claim to the Qing occupation of the territory in the north for hundreds of years, and does not recognize the legitimacy of the Qing regime, the north of the Yangtze River is still counted as the territory of the Ming Dynasty on various official occasions, and it is just a occupied area. Officially called the "Northern Territory of the Ming Dynasty", and the "Southern Territory of the Ming Dynasty" together form the Ming Empire. So strictly speaking, the first and second bureaus of Dongchang are responsible for the domestic market, and the remaining bureaus are responsible for foreign countries.

Jiang Meilu meant nothing more than that the next thing would be the responsibility of the first game, and she couldn't do anything about it. At most, I will make a phone call to tell you something, and even if you are benevolent, you kid won't have any other ideas.

……

The jet lag hasn't been reversed, and I slept groggily all afternoon.

There was a knock on the door. Xiang Xiaoqiang opened his eyes, the room was dark, and he didn't know what time it was. When he opened the door, it was the innkeeper who invited him to the lobby to answer the phone.

"Did you call me?"

Xiang Xiaoqiang hurriedly followed the guy down to the lobby.

"Mr. Xiang?"

The voice of a girl on the phone.

"It's me."

"Oh, hello Mr. Xiang, I'm ...... Well, I'm Director Jiang's side. ”

"Ah...... Oh," Xiang Xiaoqiang understood, and sure enough, it was Dongchang, "Well, hello." ”

"Do you have time now?"

What do you mean? Call me over? Xiang Xiaoqiang glanced at the big wooden clock on the wall, it was more than six o'clock in the evening. Sidewalk:

"There's time."

"Would you like to come over now? It's still yesterday's place. ”

Did you really call me over? Xiang Xiaoqiang's first thought was that there was news from Qiu Qiu's side. I was about to say yes, but suddenly another thought came to me, and I broke out in a cold sweat.

Did they say hello to the British side, but they didn't have this person, so they called me over to arrest me and go back to the pot? The more I think about it, the more right it is, if it is about Qiuqiu's side, people will talk about it on the phone at most, and there is no need to invite you over to talk.

"Hey, Mr. Xiang?"

……

Xiang Xiaoqiang gritted his teeth, if it was really about Qiu Yun, he was afraid that if he didn't go, he would definitely regret dying. There's no way, if you get caught, you'll be caught, who told me to love her.

Xiang Xiaoqiang took a deep breath and said lightly:

"Okay, I'll be right over."

Put down the phone, couldn't wait for the tram, and directly called a rickshaw and went straight to the second bureau of Dongchang.

In the old town at night, the road is lined with small vendors pushing small carts selling cooked food. The dotted calcium carbide lamps, shouting one after another, made him feel as if he had returned to his childhood in the eighties. I haven't seen that kind of calcium carbide lamp for more than ten years, it is an iron water can, a thin iron pipe is inserted in the middle, and there is a piece of calcium carbide below, and when the calcium carbide is in contact with water, it will release a combustible gas, which rises through the thin iron pipe. The flame was large, steady, much brighter than a candle. At night in the 80s, most of the roadside delicatessen stalls lit up this light.

Sitting on the rickshaw, smelling the fragrance of braised pork and listening to the "poof" sound of chopping salted duck, my stomach couldn't help but growl.

It was very cold at night, Xiang Xiaoqiang's neck shrunk, stroking the cashmere scarf that Qiu Yu picked out himself, thinking about Qiu Yu who was imprisoned on the other side of the river, thinking about his uncertain trip, and couldn't help but feel a sour feeling in his chest.

He looked up at the starry sky and felt that the stars were much clearer now than in the future. The shape of a "Milky Way" is clearly visible.

Alas, Xiang Xiaoqiang thought, isn't the current Yangtze River like a damn Milky Way? Not only separates himself from Qiuyun from the north and south, but also separates the whole of China from the north and the south, and one point is hundreds of years. It seems that it is really impossible to be unified, it has been nearly 300 years, and if there is no reunification, it will not be possible to really become two countries.

When he arrived at the place, the coachman asked for four and a half cents of the car money, and Xiang Xiaoqiang directly gave five points, and the coachman happily thanked him and left.

Oh my God, a quarter and a half cents of a cart money. Xiang Xiaoqiang is still very unaccustomed to Mingyang, a large proportion of "concentrated currency". In the end, it is the gold standard currency, and money is really valuable.

Not far away, another rickshaw also arrived, and a figure came down, hiding in the shadows of the trees that passed. The young man was lonely, looking left and right, rubbing his hands and stomping his feet, shivering from the cold. Xiang Xiaoqiang recognized that it was the one who was following him, and couldn't help but shake his head. Alas, the newcomer is pitiful, it's the same everywhere. can't be reused, sinking at the bottom as a small shrimp, doing the hardest and most boring work.

"I want to graduate from college and just joined the company...... Alas, don't say anything, long live understanding! ”

Under the light outside the guardhouse, a figure in a trench coat stood there, waiting for the appearance of someone. Seeing Xiang Xiaoqiang approaching, he immediately called to greet him and greeted him. Only then did Xiang Xiaoqiang recognize that he was Jiang Meilu's subordinate, the one who reminded her to wear glasses in the office in the afternoon.

"Hehe, Mr. Xiang, how is it, haven't you eaten yet?"

"I've eaten, I've eaten."

Xiang Xiaoqiang's stomach screamed loudly.

"Haha, it's okay, eat some more," the man put his arm around his shoulder and smiled, "I just haven't eaten yet, let's go, let's go and do some more." There's a duck blood vermicelli soup over there that's very good, but Director Jiang told me to take Mr. Xiang to try it! ”

smiled at Xiaoqiang, said a few polite words, and then stopped refusing. It's just strange why don't you talk about things and go to dinner first.

This person's surname is Li, his name is Li Zhien, he is also in his twenties, a little stronger than Xiang Xiao, he is an assistant officer of the Fifth Division, not under the management of the section and organization below, and is directly under the command of Jiang Meilu, which is equivalent to a secretary, but it is larger than the secretary's authority.

The two sat down in a small restaurant nearby, and Li Zhien ordered a bowl of duck blood vermicelli soup, a crab shell roast cake and a roast dried duck shredded for each of them. Li Zhien was not vain, let go of two sentences, and took the lead in eating. The food is tempting, the stomach is hungry, and Xiang Xiaoqiang is not polite, and he eats with him.

Not to mention, this stuff is really good. Xiang Xiaoqiang ate for a while, couldn't hold it back, wiped his mouth, and began to ask him about the situation in a roundabout way.

Li Zhien didn't make any mysteries, he smiled, and said directly.

Sure enough, it's about Qiu Yu and them. The intelligence from the north shore has come, and the East Factory No. 1 Bureau will hold a meeting overnight tonight to study countermeasures. This time there was a lot of commotion, and many big people had to attend, just at eight o'clock. What is the specific information, people of Li Zhien's level do not know. Even Jiang Meilu didn't know.

"Oh......" Xiang Xiaoqiang narrowed his eyes and nodded thoughtfully, "Then I can help Director Shangjiang...... And what is Brother Li busy with? ”

Hearing Xiang Xiaoqiang call him "Brother Li", Li Zhien nodded with a smile, patted him on the shoulder across the table, and became affectionate:

"Brother, someone personally named you and asked you to participate too!"

"Oh," Xiang Xiaoqiang smiled, and sure enough, he thought about the same as him, and he slowly spit out, "Someone asked me to participate too, this ...... Someone. ”

"Haha, yes, 'someone'. I don't know exactly who it is. ”

Then, Li Zhien laughed and pulled with him again, beating around the bush and pulling it off, no, it felt like it was for Jiang Meilu. In his speech, he hinted with a hint: What to say and what not to say, Brother Xiang naturally has a number......

That's right. A certain big man heard about Xiang Xiaoqiang, maybe he wanted him to talk about the situation at the Pukou sticky pole at the meeting, maybe it was some other reason, in short, let him go. Probably this meeting is a high-level meeting of the East Factory, and the participants are Jiang Meilu's top bosses, Jiang Meilu doesn't want to leave a bad impression on the leader, so Xiang Xiaoqiang's side naturally wants to show favor gently.

After eating, I rushed to check out as usual. Li Zhien grinned and grabbed the hand that took the money from Xiaoqiang, stuffed it back into his pocket effortlessly, and paid the bill with the other hand:

"Don't, it's useless for the two of us to fight, haha, this meal was invited by Jiang to the east, and even my brother and I ate it for nothing!"

Xiang Xiaoqiang also smiled, but he couldn't use any strength with that hand, and scolded in his heart: Damn, these Dongchang fans are really strong.