Chapter 56 I gradually strengthened my judgment that the bookstore owner must have an ulterior secret

I silently engraved this ordinary name in my heart, and I couldn't help but ridicule each other: "Since they are all pseudonyms, why can't they have a special name?" ”

Gu Zuoyan leaned comfortably on the sofa, spread his hands and said: "Then you are very wrong, the most necessary trait of underground workers is that they can't be seen at all when they are thrown into the crowd, the more special they are, the easier it is to be noticed, and the easier it is to expose their identity." He looked at me with disdain and added, "This is just the beginning, and you may need to dress up as a couple in the future if you need to." In fact, a good partner and a couple must have a tacit understanding and a clear understanding in order to reach the level where they can understand each other's thoughts with one look. ”

Since I met Gu Zuoyan, I have never had any chance of winning in a verbal battle. So I waited for him to finish explaining the task in every detail before I reluctantly said, "Okay, I will definitely live up to my mission." ”

The two of us seemed to finish the cup of coffee with ease and pleasure, but completed a big deal in a seemingly relaxed state. Gu Zuoyan saw that my face was heavy, and he didn't forget to joke: "You can't drink such authentic Colombian coffee outside now, if you want, I'll make you another cup." ”

I looked at his scheming smile and felt a little annoyed, but when I thought of the uncertainty of my second brother's life and death, I had to swallow my anger. Today's tram was slow, and it took nearly an hour to get back to school. In retrospect, I am very disappointed with my performance today, and I regret my ignorance and fearlessness. Being an agent is obviously the most testing of people's scheming and acting skills, and He Nai is my shortcoming, whether I can successfully complete the task is another matter, maybe I even put myself in it.

Fortunately, Wei Eryue will always firmly believe in me: "However, you really don't need to be arrogant, if you can't do it, then no one can do it." ”

I had to convince myself over and over again with her words so that I could muster up courage.

Before leaving school on the weekend, I asked Mr. Cao, the head teacher, for a leave of absence for Monday, but Mr. Cao didn't know what the reason was, and he didn't ask me why I was taking leave. Early in the morning on Monday, I changed into a half-used cotton cheongsam and went out.

Because the agreed time was eleven o'clock, and I went out at the normal class time, there was an extra few hours of time difference between coming and going, and I had to find ways to kill time. Luckily, I was lucky enough to find a bookstore not far from the restaurant. looked at the small old faΓ§ade inconspicuous, but I didn't expect that there was something hidden inside. I excitedly walked towards the shelves, many of the newly published books in English had been hard to find after the fall, and it seemed like a lot of work for the shopkeeper to be able to collect them.

The shopkeeper was a small man in his thirties, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and a round face, like a literati. When he saw me, he greeted me very kindly: "Don't you have to go to class today?" ”

I remembered Gu Zuoyan's advice, so I replied vigilantly: "I took half a day off today, and I just happened to have time to go shopping." ”

The shopkeeper laughed and criticized me: "It's not good to skip class at a young age, and I can't do it again next time." "He obviously has a typical southern face, but his accent is an authentic Northeast sorghum peanut flavor, so I can't help but be stunned by such a big difference. Because of his personality, I didn't expect to talk to him about his life experience, but I silently kept this doubt in my heart and began to pay attention to his actions as if I didn't care.

Half an hour later, two men came into the bookstore, both of them were 1.6 meters tall, wearing trench coats and top hats, the brim of which was so low that it was impossible to see what their faces were. When they saw me, they looked very surprised, as if my presence had ruined their original plans. I rightly continued to look down at the book, completely ignoring the sudden uninvited guest.

The shopkeeper quickly walked past me and ushered the two men upstairs, and I was impressed by his small size with his sudden burst of action. Half a minute after I was left out in the cold, I received an eviction order from the shopkeeper to the effect that something had happened at home and the bookstore was closed today.

I had no choice but to put down my books and go out. As I walked slowly towards the restaurant, I pondered over and over again the perverse behavior of the bookstore owner. When the front of the restaurant came into view, I gradually strengthened my judgment, this bookstore owner is also a person with secrets! It's just that their stronghold is so close to the place where they connect, and Gu Zuoyan's every move in the future will otherwise be under their control, and whether they are friends or enemies is worth seriously discussing.

Just a few minutes after half-past ten, I was already sitting comfortably on the armchair. I ordered a cup of coffee and a cup of black tea according to Gu Zuoyan's instructions, and this strange way of ordering made Waiter a little confused. He made sure I didn't need any other desserts and left with a blank look on his face.

In Shanghai in early winter, if it doesn't rain, you can still see a little sunshine, and when you look out through the floor-to-ceiling glass, you will feel warm all around. The war had long since ceased, and the cafΓ© attached to the garden was very quiet, with only a few whispers to be heard. The pianist played a soft melody, and through the white mist of hot drinks, everything looked dreamlike but not real, and people were in a trance. I remember that after a sudden snowfall over the weekend, my throat was a little uncomfortable. It's just that I've been worrying about today's meeting and my second brother's safety, so I didn't bother with my illness. The warmth was a bit severe, and I sneeze a few times with a handkerchief, and my eyes turned red.

The waiter passed by me, saw that I looked terminally ill, kindly brought me a cup of ginger tea, and explained vigorously: "Free, Free." ”

I picked two pieces of brown sugar and put them in the ginger tea, holding the warm teacup in both hands in a daze. After a while, the long-awaited "long time no see" finally sounded in my ears, and I stood up abruptly and gave the visitor a big hug. Until the other party said in a voice begging for mercy: "Okay, okay, let's sit down and talk." I reluctantly withdrew my hand.

It was only at this time that I could see the face of the visitor for the first time, and it seemed that the face was no more than thirty years old, but that kind of sophisticated, calm, and decisive look could only be practiced with considerable experience. He stretched out his hand to hold my hand, except for the tenderness of his eyes: "Yo, why are your hands so cold, shouldn't you be sick?" ”