The yard was not cleaned up much, not to mention the dilapidated houses, and the cracks in the paving were also overgrown with weeds.

The shirtless young man led He Chongjiu into the living room, brought the bench and wiped it again, "Brother Jiu, please take a seat!" ”

He Chongjiu sat down, and the shirtless young man rummaged through the cabinet in the corner again, found an enamel jar, and went to carry the kettle.

It turned out that the kettle was empty, and there was no water, so he said, "Brother Jiu, you sit down first, I'll go boil some water!" ”

"Xiaohui, don't be busy, I'll get down to business with you first." He Chongjiu waved his hand and said.

When Xiaohui heard that there was something serious, he put down the enamel jar and hot water bottle in his hand, "Brother Jiu will order anything, and I will do it for you when Song Hui goes up the knife mountain and the sea of fire!" ”

"Don't be so tragic, shouting life and death at every turn, you put it away and live in peace, it's better than anything else!" He Chongjiu pulled him to sit down.

Song Hui scratched his head and said, "I listen to you, I will do whatever you tell me to do, and I can do whatever I want?" ”

"You help me inquire about a person's situation, family work, personal personality and hobbies, interpersonal relationships, in short, the more detailed the better!" He Chongjiu's tone was calm.

Song Hui nodded vigorously, "Brother Jiu, don't worry, I don't have any other skills, but Lu Ziguang is well-informed, as long as it is not the character who came out of the highest red-walled compound, I can rip him from a padded jacket to only bottoms!" ”

"Although the person is not a big man in the red wall, he doesn't seem to be a person to deal with, how much can be dug up, don't follow too closely and be discovered!" He Chongjiu stuffed a thick wad of money and bills into Song Hui's hand.

Song Hui refused to ask for it, feeling that the money ticket in his hand was really hot, "Brother Jiu, you saved my life, or twice, I can't repay this kindness when I go to the soup and fire!"

If I do you a little favor, I will still charge you money, and I will not have the face to go out in the future! ”

"This money is not for you, you have to invite someone to dinner if you want to help a friend, right? Friends are busy with work, and it means to give a little hard work! He Chongjiu pressed Song Hui's hand.

Song Hui is also a strong guy when he pulls it out, but compared with He Chongjiu, who has been practicing martial arts for a long time since he was a child, he is a big deal.

Song Hui couldn't pull He Chongjiu, and said: "Brother Jiu, you can take back the money first, and then you will give it when the matter is done!" ”

"Let you take it, where is there so much nonsense?" He Chongjiu said with a straight face.

Song Hui looked at He Chongjiu's face was not good, so he stuffed the money ticket into his trouser pocket, "Brother Jiu, don't get angry, I will listen to you, I promise to do things properly for you!" ”

He Chongjiu patted Song Hui on the shoulder, "Dig up as much as you want, be cautious, don't be discovered!" ”

"Brother Jiu, we've been talking for a long time, who is the person you want to inquire about?" Song Hui grabbed his freshly cut head.

He Chongjiu's face was expressionless, "My mother who has severed the relationship, Qiao Dongshuang's current husband, is named Tan Yanwen!" ”

"Nine, Brother Nine, you're not kidding, are you?" Song Hui's tongue was a little unstraight.

The corners of He Chongjiu's mouth hooked slightly, "What?" Think I'm trying to ruin their marriage? ”

"Isn't it?" Song Hui asked in a hesitant and uncertain tone.

He Chongjiu smiled sarcastically, "I have already broken off relations with Qiao Dongshuang, and I can't afford to hinder her second spring!" ”

"Brother Jiu, what ...... are you?" Song Hui was puzzled by He Chongjiu's purpose.

Since he has severed the relationship and doesn't want to hinder the second spring, He Chongjiu is still investigating what his stepfather is doing?

He Chongjiu said with a smile: "Why am I, maybe you will have the answer if you look it up!" ”

"Brother Jiu, don't worry, I will definitely check carefully!" Song Hui slapped his chest with a thump.

He Chongjiu nodded and stood up, "I will be much more relieved if this matter is handed over to you, I will go back first, you are not in a hurry to check slowly, there is something to send me a telegram!" ”

"Okay, Brother Jiu, I'll send you!" Song Hui also stood up to send him off.

He Chongjiu drove Song Hui back as soon as he stepped out of the courtyard, or if he didn't look at his posture, he really had the idea of sending He Chongjiu to the He family's old house.

Song Hui is also a bumpy fate, he was also a big yard disciple when he was a child, although he was not a yard with the He family, but he also played together when he was a child, and he was small.

In 66, the Song family was forced to move out of the compound, and Song Hui's grandfather and father could not endure the endless criticism, struggle, torture and insults, and the father and son committed suicide with their front and back feet.

Leaving Song Hui and his mother to rely on each other, he was afraid of lack of food and clothing, so his mother didn't survive for a few years before leaving.

Song Hui became a loner at the age of fourteen or fifteen, he was no longer restrained by his mother, and his personality became fierce and hard.

There is a red armband to find trouble with his background, he has a hippie smile on his face, and he is a hob meat when his family is ruined.

But as soon as the people who were looking for him on the front foot went out, he came back from these red armbands or their family members on the back foot.

Naturally, the red armbands could not give up and began a new round of criticism and struggle.

Song Hui still treated it with a hippie smile, and then secretly intensified his efforts to find it back.

Later, the red armbands in the vicinity were also scared, and they no longer dared to come to trouble, and Song Hui's life was much better.

The red armbands have stopped, and the alley strings and the courtyard gentlemen have come to look for trouble again.

The stubborn masters can actually stand alone or in groups.

But Song Hui likes to be alone and does not join any team organizations, which can be regarded as causing public outrage.

When he was heads-up, he was not as ruthless as he was better, and he was worse than him.

No matter how powerful he is, there is only one person, but the others are a group of people who gang up.

If you can't beat him alone, you won't talk about any rules, and you will attack him in groups.

The life-saving grace in Song Hui's mouth, the first time was when He Chongjiu rushed into the encirclement to help him level out the rest of the people when Song Hui was about to be killed, and then carried him to the clinic covered in blood.

Another time was when Song Hui was chased by the opportunistic office, He Chongjiu happened to drive by and hid him in the car.

Although there was no blood that time, according to the value of a schoolbag of bills resold by Song Hui, if he was caught, it was estimated that he would be qualified to be shot.

Song Hui looks ruffian and flamboyant on the outside, but in fact, he knows how to repay his kindness and righteousness inside.

That's why he was able to make a large group of like-minded friends outside, and the more friends he had, the wider the road.

Friends exchange information and channels with each other, and over time an underground intelligence network is formed.

He Chongjiu also came to him to inquire about Tan Yanwen because of Song Hui's advantage.

Tan Yanwen is an official person, so naturally he can't check from He Chongjiu's network, if there is a leak in the middle, it will definitely startle the snake.

He Chongjiu knew Song Hui's ability, Tan Yanwen was a fox in human skin, and Song Hui could also smell the smell and grab Tan Yanwen's fox tail.

。 Sogou