Zhao Huifang saw that she was wrong, and hurriedly patted her chest: "Yes, I am still friends with him, the news of this file was provided to me by Tian Gangjun!" ”

"Oh?" The man's attitude became friendly, and he even put the dagger away, "How did Tian Gangjun meet you?" Huaxia is very strict! ”

"Hehe, Tian Gangjun's professional skills are very strong, no one has ever seen that he is a foreigner, at this point, Tian Gang is more like a Chinese than me!" Zhao Huifang escaped death and became more affectionate towards men.

"Do you still meet at the Modern Tea Restaurant?" The man walked to the door and listened vigilantly, while turning back to ask Zhao Huifang.

Zhao Huifang had already seen that this man was about to leave, and hurriedly shook his head: "No, hey, we met at Xihuamen Night Market, hasn't he been running noodle soup there?" ”

Seeing the man's confused look, it seemed that he had the idea of coming back again, Zhao Huifang hurriedly laughed dryly, "It's Liu Ji fried noodles!" ”

When the man heard something, he stretched out his hand to signal Zhao Huifang to be quiet, listened for a while, and then said a word with his mouth, and quietly opened the door and went out.

Zhao Huifang felt weak and almost collapsed on the ground.

What Zhao Huifang didn't know was that the next door to her room was not an empty room, and there was a set of listening equipment in it, which could clearly hear what was happening in her house. The people in the room were not as lazy as the guards, and their expressions were solemn and energetic.

Zhou Qingyu frowned, nodded to the two monitors, signaled that he was leaving, and then slowly walked out of the room.

He left along the special passage, and Zhao Huifang would not notice it at all.

Zhou Qingyu walked outside, bathed in the sun, and then took a long breath. I really didn't expect that his mother turned out to be a spy who colluded with country R!

There was no time to be sad, Zhou Qingyu strode non-stop, walking towards the parking lot, the elites he brought were all there, just waiting for Zhao Huifang's confession to do it!

Just when Zhou Qingyu was assigning the task, Taishan ran over quickly, and just now he pretended to be a killer, which deceived Zhao Huifang's confession.

"How?" Taishan was anxious to know the effect, knowing that every word he said was a line prepared by Zhou Qingyu.

"Good!" Zhou Qingyu replied succinctly, he had already assigned most of the tasks, "Taishan, you follow me!" ”

As the name suggests, the night market is a place where things are sold at night, and Su Keke first set up a stall in the night market. The most here is still a variety of food, walk in from Xihua Gate, along the archway street, everywhere is fragrant.

The night market has a lot of traffic, and now it is spring, and there are more people who go out to enjoy the scenery, and everyone likes to eat something new at the night market when they return from playing. The number of diners is endless, almost to the point of rubbing shoulders.

A young man selling sugar gourds was so crowded that he couldn't stand, so he could only retreat back and retreat, he looked at the stall owner behind him apologetically, "I'm sorry! Take your territory! ”

This place was originally a noodle stall, with a sign on a red background and blue edges that read Liu Ji. The stall owner is a middle-aged man, not tall, with an ordinary face, he is very kind, and greets the sugar gourd seller, "It's not easy to go out to do business, young man, you go back and stand at my table to sell!" ”