Fifteen hundred, cash!

This little girl actually pried 1,500 bamboo poles from my hand.

If I didn't give it, she would sit on the ground and howl vigorously, and when she saw people, she would say that I had not only cheated her feelings, but also cheated her money, and the people around me cast all kinds of contemptuous glances at me.

In the end, I had no choice but to take out my wallet and give all the cash in it to my eight-year-old aunt.

The little girl took the banknote in her hand, shone it in the sun decently, counted it twice, and then broke into a smile with satisfaction, and bounced all the way away.

Looking at the back of this little girl gradually moving away, I couldn't help but sigh and said leisurely: "If this girl grows up, if she enters our lower eight doors, it is estimated that it will be enough for some people to drink a pot." ”

I just said this at the time, and I never thought that one day in the near future I would meet this girl, and she almost killed me at that time.

Of course, that's all for later, and we'll talk about it later.

After sending the little girl away, Hua Muling and I found a place where no one was around, tore open the letter, and pulled out an old yellowed photo from it.

Judging by the time shown in the lower right corner of the photograph, this photograph was taken on July 25, 1943.

Although the photo is a little old, you can vaguely see seven people standing inside, seven soldiers wearing Japanese uniforms.

The seven Japanese soldiers stood in front of a huge tomb door, each with an uncomfortable and strange smile on their faces, and the man in the officer's uniform standing in the center held a small wooden box in his hand, not knowing what it contained.

The contents of the photo are simple, and there is not much information worth paying attention to other than the seven Japanese soldiers. So, I flipped the photo over to see if there was anything on the back.

But when I turned the photo over, Hua Muling and I couldn't help but be stunned. Because, on the back of the photo, I don't know who wrote a string of numbers with a water-based pen, "two...... Seven...... Four...... Seven...... Seven...... Six ......"

Hua Muling said in surprise: "It's this string of numbers again!" What does it mean exactly? ”

I shook my head and said in a deep voice, "I don't know. However, the man seems to have been reminding us to pay attention to this string of numbers. In this case, he wanted us to find out the meaning of the string of numbers, and the place where he let us go must have something to do with the string of numbers. ”

Hua Muling said: "Since he wants us to find out the meaning of this string of numbers ourselves, why is there no clue left at all? ”

Just as Hua Muling's words fell, something suddenly slipped out of the envelope pocket.

I picked it up and found it to be an irregular piece of white paper, as if it had been torn from somewhere.

I turned the piece of paper over and saw that it was written with the words "Sealed by the Security and Confidentiality Bureau of the XX Bureau in 1976".

Seeing this, a thought suddenly flashed through my mind, "Could it be that the numbers 274776 are the last six digits of this file?" In other words, this guy wants us to find this file through this string of numbers, and the places he wants us to go and what we are looking for are in this classified file. ”

With this in mind, I immediately told Hua Muling my thoughts, and Hua Muling nodded in agreement after hearing this, and said: "It is very possible, the mystery of all this is very likely to be in this confidential file." ”

I frowned and continued, "However, although there are clues now, the problem has also come. ”

Hua Muling looked at me and asked, "What's the problem?" ”

I frowned and said, "How did we get into this XX Bureau Security and Confidentiality Bureau, and how could we get this confidential file that was sealed in 1976 out for study." ”

Hua Muling heard my words, lowered his head and thought for a while, then looked at me and said: "Maybe my second brother can have a way, after all, he is the leader of the national security functional department, and I think it should not be a big problem to get an old file sealed in 1976." ”

I sighed, "I hope so!" ”

Hua Muling looked at me and smiled slightly, and said, "You wait for me for a while, I'll go and call my second brother." ”

Hua Muling's second brother, called Hua Muluo, is seven years older than Hua Muling, and is the only person in the Hua family who has not inherited any flower handkerchief craftsmanship, and he is also the only person in the lower eight doors who has embarked on a career in the official career.

Although I don't know Hua Muluo, and I haven't even seen him, I've heard for a long time how good he is, how much he attracts girls, and how he fights for the people in the lower eight gates.

But to be honest, I'm not very cold about this guy. I just know that Hua Muling is smart and intelligent, decisive, and does not leak, and is also very good at dealing with people, and can be described as a long-sleeved good dancer when doing things, just right. Therefore, for a long time, Hua Muluo has been very appreciated by the superior leaders, originally he was in the northwest to support the frontier work, but because of last year made two great achievements in succession, so he was transferred back to the capital at the age of 30 and was appointed as a leader of the national security functional department, enjoying department-level treatment.

As the old saying goes, "There are people in the DPRK and China who are easy to do." "With such a relationship, I think it shouldn't be too much trouble to get this volume of sealed files.

Sure enough, two minutes later, Hua Muling hung up the phone and walked over to me.

Hua Muling smiled at me first, and then said, "There's good news and bad news for you, do you want to hear that?" ”

I frowned and hurriedly asked, "Let's talk about the bad news first!" ”

Hua Muling said: "That's the case, the XX Bureau Security and Confidentiality Bureau was canceled in 1982. ”

I was surprised and asked, "What?" Cancelled? So you mean the confidential file can't be found? ”

Hua Muling shook her head with a smile and said slowly: "Don't forget, there is another good news!" ”

I hurriedly asked, "I said Fourth Miss, can you stop selling Guanzi?" The good news? ”

Hua Muling said with a smile: "After the XX Bureau Security and Confidentiality Bureau was canceled in 1982, the entire department was integrated and planned into the National Security Bureau, and later in 2005, it was spun off to establish the National XX Secret Archives Office, and this place happened to be under the control of my second brother." In other words, the dossier is done. ”

I was overjoyed and said, "Really? That's great! So when will we get that dossier? ”

Hua Muling said slowly: "My second brother said that if nothing happens, within about two hours, he will send someone to send the confidential file, let us wait here." ”

I nodded and said, "In that case, let's go and wait in the One Yuan Zhai!" ”

Hua Muling nodded and said simply, "Okay!" ”

After that, he followed me into the one-yuan fast.

The two of us didn't go to the cup plum hall in the front, but asked Uncle Xu to arrange a side hall for the two of us.

This is one of the four partial halls of Yiyuanzhai, named "Yi'an".

Tao Yuanming wrote in "Words of Return", "Leaning on the south window to be proud, judging the ease of the knee." ”

The word "Yi'an" also comes from this.

Different from the retro and gorgeous of the cup plum hall, the Yi'an hall is relatively more elegant, with an arhat bed in the center, two Taishi chairs on the left, and only a two-meter-high solid wood bookcase on the right, which is randomly piled with books, although someone cleans it on weekdays, but some books are still full of dust, and it is obvious that they have not been touched for a long time.

Hua Muling and I sat down on either side of the Luohan bed, and Uncle Xu asked us to get some tea and snacks for the two of us. I glanced at the eight pieces of my favorite puff pastry on the plate, so I picked up a piece of jujube paste and stuffed it into my mouth, and then sighed with great satisfaction.

Then, I turned my head and said to Hua Muling: "I said Fourth Miss, this is a big eight pieces of puff pastry made by Master Li, the head of Fuhua Zhai, pure and pure the taste in the dim sum box when we were children, don't you want a piece?" ”

Hua Muling looked at my puff pastry dregs, frowned slightly, and then shook his head and said, "No, thank you!" Such a good thing, Xiao Huye, you should keep it for yourself and eat it! ”

With that, she lowered her head and went on to study the yellowed old photograph.

I was about to say something, but just as I was about to speak, Uncle Xu suddenly led a person in from outside.

The man was about forty years of age, with a thin build, dark skin, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his face that did not match his appearance, a brand new white coat, and a medicine box in his hand, which looked more or less obscene.

When I saw this person come in, I was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "Uncle Xu, is this ......?"

Uncle Xu said: "This is a disciple of the Ghost Lang Middle School!" You're injured, and the six people lying in the coffin outside have all been poisoned by the five-step snail snake, so I can only ask the ghost to help. However, fortunately, our Yiyuanzhai was kind to him back then, although he couldn't come in person this time, he still sent his first disciple Hao Yougen to help! ”

"Hao Yougen?" When I heard these three words, I almost squirted out the bamboo leaf green that I had just drunk in my mouth.

I stared at the forty-year-old lewd middle-aged man in front of me, and said slowly after a while: "Big brother, who gave you this name?" So powerful, domineering, and slightly aggressive! ”

The obscene middle-aged man named Hao Yougen looked at me and smiled, and said, "This name was given to me by my father, and he hopes that I can return to my roots when I am old." Little Hu Ye, I won't tell you, in fact, I also think my name is not bad, but it's just ...... It's just ......"

I smiled and said, "It's nothing, I think your name is too domineering, I like it!" ”

Hao Yougen smiled: "Thank you for your compliment." So I'm going to show you the wound right now. ”

I nodded and said, "No problem, come on!" ”