Bing'er took out the phone, dialed a number, and commanded in a low voice: "Go find someone, the range is probably Shanda Road, Shanda South Road, Shanda North Road, Jingshi Road, Wenhua East Road, Wenhua West Road, Heping Road, Jiefang Road, with Shanda Road Coffee Castle as the center, with a radius of one kilometer." This person is characterized by a height of 1.6 meters, a man over 60 years old, speaks a Taiwanese Chinese accent, dresses ordinarily but has a leadership temperament, and is a big figure in a certain Jianghu force. If there is a similar object, take a picture and send it to me for identification. ”

Hanging up the phone, she smiled apologetically: "My people are still at the south gate of Shanda, and after being dumped by you, I have to stand by on the spot." ”

I understood, it turned out that the tail who followed me to Shanda in the morning was sent by her.

"Thou art a good man, faithful, and thou hast to do what he is told. It's a pity that they lack the ability to be flexible and can't predict the changes in the situation in advance. So, if you really want to ** them, you have to ask them for more guidance from famous teachers in terms of strategy and tactics. ”

Many people don't know that Jianghu masters also need to be trained. Most of the social gangsters believe that as long as they join a gang with deep pockets and one hand, they can do whatever they want, swagger through the market, become a road figure rampant in Jinan, and gain respect from all walks of life. In fact, these people are wrong, they need to have the ability to mix the rivers and lakes, and this "ability" is obtained from learning. For example, systematically study military books and battle strategies, learn grappling and fighting from scratch, humbly listen to the teachings of instructors, and deeply explore the philosophy of life.

In modern society, competition is fierce, and no one in any industry is welcome to mess around, and even if a social dregs join the world's top mafia, the Yamaguchi-gumi, the Caucasian Gang, the Red Eagle Brigade, the Egyptian Copper League, and the Singapore Orchid Hall, they can still only be a scum, and they will not change much.

"Their combat effectiveness is indeed very weak, but the beggar gang is now accumulating shortcomings and difficult to change, almost all the middle and high-level are in charge, and no one thinks about gang construction anymore. There's not much I can do about this megatrend. Bing'er said.

As the number of diners in the restaurant grew, I occasionally looked at the door out of the corner of my eye to make sure if there would be a new "tail" inside.

"If the old man's traces are found, things will be much easier. Bing'er muttered to herself.

Touched by this sentence, I opened the plastic bag, took out the booklet and the photos, and flipped through the pages one by one. Soon, on the reverse side of the penultimate page of the booklet, I noticed an unusual raised ink dot.

The ink dot is about the size of a dime and is located on the right side of the paper, close to the suture line. If you hadn't deliberately searched for it, you would probably have ignored it.

"A GPC tracker. I pointed to the ink spots.

This thing must have been implanted by the old man, and with it, he would know everything about wherever the booklet was transferred.

I took a toothpick, carefully punctured the bump in the center of the dot, and with a flick of it, I saw a small brown circuit board, only half a peanut in size, with printed circuits as thin as a hair.

"So insidious. Bing'er muttered in annoyance.

I dipped another toothpick in a little vinegar and carefully dripped it onto the tracker's board. Vinegar has the effect of softening corrosion, and the more precise the printed circuit, the worse the corrosion resistance, so this small drop of vinegar can completely disrupt the wishful thinking of the old man.

In the process, I made an unexpected discovery that the direction of the circuit on the board can form a special symbol, which should be a single character in some kind of text.

I dipped vinegar on the table to draw the symbol, and Bing'er leaned forward, twisting her neck with difficulty, to look at the word sideways.

"Can you understand what this is?" I asked.

Bing'er carefully identified it for a while, and then scratched it in her palm many times, and replied cautiously: "It seems to be...... It should be a Vietnamese alphabet. ”

"What does this mean? Does it have anything to do with 'flowers'?" I asked.

The tracker comes from the old man surnamed Hua, and if there is a special mark in it, it must be related to him.

Bing'er nodded: "Exactly, this child and mother means 'flower' in Vietnamese, which means 'green flower'." ”

When I think of Vietnam, the first thing that comes to mind is the "Infantile Trick", because that's where that magic originated.

"It's strange, I've seen this letter in another place, it belongs to the Viet Thanh Gang, the largest gang in Vietnam—" Bing'er said as she opened her phone, skillfully using the Google search engine, found the letter, and then pushed the phone in front of me.

The screen shows a violent terrorist incident that shocked Southeast Asia, and a total of 11 people were killed, all of whom were dignitaries of Indonesian gangs, belonging to four powerful groups, and were holding a secret meeting in a five-star hotel in Vietnam when they were killed. The killing of eleven people is not a big deal, but to the shock of the police at the scene, the killer dipped the blood of the deceased and left a symbol two meters high and one meter wide on the white wall in the room, and his style of acting was extremely arrogant. It's clear that the symbol is exactly the same as the one I found on the board.

After the violent terrorist case, the police found out that the killer belonged to the Viet Ching gang and had fled Vietnam and was missing. In that case, the police could only settle the case hastily, find a few scapegoats and throw them into prison.

"It's a member of the Yueqing Gang, if he really has the surname Hua, he can find out. Bing'er said.

I was shocked by the identity of the old man, the only thing to be thankful for was that I felt that the other party's drunkard did not mean to drink, and it seemed that there was something else in addition to the divine water mirror.

Bing'er and I have lost our appetite, and it is difficult to swallow a bite of this steamed bun.

After about ten minutes, under the erosion of vinegar, the printed circuit of the tracker has broken and must have lost its effect.

The plastic bag was kept in the other person's hand for about twenty minutes, and it was certain that the other party had remade every page. In other words, at present, I, Bing'er, and the old men of the Yueqing Gang have the same amount of information, and the next thing is to see who cracks the secret of the "Plum Blossom Mansion Notes" first.

I carefully picked at the "ink spot" with a toothpick, and finally succeeded in removing it and throwing it into the trash can next to the table.

"I'll take the booklet back and study it, is it okay?" I asked.

Bing'er nodded: "No problem, there are still four photos left, I don't know what to say after looking at them for a long time." If you do, let me know. ”

When I first searched for the tracker, I had already seen those four photos.

Those were four landscape photos, and all of them were mountain views in the distance. During the war years, there was no concept of "greenery", so the mountains were all pristine, with few trees, not even a tenth, and the rest of the place was all bare blue-gray rock.

Such mountains are everywhere in China, and even in the Jinan region, hundreds of similar locations can be found.

If there are no obvious landmarks, it is impossible to determine the name of the mountain corresponding to each photo. Therefore, these four photos are not very useful, at least they cannot be directly related to the divine water mirror.

If you want to read them, it seems that you can only turn to the travel connoisseurs among the old Jinan people. I do know some people in this industry, but I have to spend time looking for people to compare, and I can't get results in a short time.

"Let's go. Bing'er stood up.

We walked out of the bun shop and continued north.

After more than a dozen stores, I arrived at the diagonal opposite of Shaxian snacks.

"It's weird, when I chased after it, there were only supermarkets, fruit stands, clothing stores and so on. I've counted from door to door, and there's no way I'm missing. But now, it's clearly there......" Bing'er smiled bitterly.

In the face of the clever Qimen Dunjia technique, ordinary people's cognition of the physical world is always in a state of "subversion". And it is not only limited to Qimen Dunjia, any other kind of thaumaturgy can play ordinary people in the palm of their hands, which can also be regarded as a kind of "power of knowledge", the more you know, the greater your ability, so that others can't catch up with them desperately.

The Shaxian snack has resumed normal business, and diners continue to walk in, and there are also full diners coming out.

"Where are you going?" asked Bing'er.

I blurted out, "Go back to the General's Garden." ”

It's the only choice I have, and it's the only place I feel like home at the moment. It's a pity that it was a temporary place for the Red Sleeves to stay, and it will soon be abandoned by the beggars, and it will become a thing of the past.

"Okay, I'm relieved that you're with her. Bing'er patted her left arm and said meaningfully.

She and Red Sleeves both have "Shougong Sand" on their arms, so they don't worry about me sneaking out of the line with Red Sleeves and doing tricks.

We walked side by side to the intersection of Jiefang Road, and from there, turn right, which is the famous Jinan No. 7 Middle School. At this moment, it is school time, and countless teenagers and girls wearing white school uniforms gather at the school gate and occupy most of the streets.

Students are always carefree, neither have to endure the hardships of life, nor do they have to worry about the future prospects, let alone appreciate the dangers of the rivers and lakes.

"It's really enviable!" Bing'er said with a sigh.

We have a sense of urgency at this moment, because I have the same exclamation in my heart.

"Mr. Xia, in the days to come, I will miss this moment very much-" Bing'er looked at me, "You let me see the future and hope, what if...... If...... If you like my sister, then I will bless you forever. ”

She bit her lip tightly, her eyes becoming very complicated, painful and gratifying, hopeful and frustrated.

"Bing'er, the future is still far away, everything is unknown. So, we can't promise anything, we can't keep anything, we can only look at it as we go, and think as we do. I will also miss this moment, after all, we are fighting side by side, against the same enemy, against foreign aggression. I say sincerely.

In peacetime, few people mentioned the words "share the same hatred and hatred for the enemy and fight against foreign aggression", but the old man came from an international gang like the Yue Qing Gang, which made it obvious that Bing'er and I stood on the unified position of "loving the country and protecting the country."

"Yes, yes!" Bing'er was stunned for a moment before nodding vigorously to agree with my words.

We broke up at the gate of Jinan No. 7 Middle School, took taxis separately, and went our separate ways.

In the car, I did not rush to read the "Plum Blossom Mansion Notes", but closed my eyes and recuperated, sorted out the events of the morning one by one, and then thought clearly about the next action to rush to Whip Finger Lane.

The appearance of the Yueqing Gang is an episode and a time bomb, I don't know when it will explode, turning the already turbulent Jinan City upside down.

From the rearview mirror of the taxi, I noticed that at least four cars were following from a distance, unhurriedly, always about 30 meters away from the taxi.

When the taxi reached the intersection of East Second Ring Road and Sangyuan Road, the car behind it suddenly accelerated and approached, stopping the taxi.

Then three men opened the door and came down, and two of them got into the back seat of the taxi, and squeezed me into the innermost part, all holding short knives in their hands, dangling in front of my eyes.

The other man got into the front seat, put a dagger under the driver's side, and whispered, "Drive forward." ”

The taxi driver could only drive forward honestly, and did not dare to stop when he passed the General's Garden, and continued to walk for more than 200 meters before pulling over under the man's orders.

"What did the old man give you?" asked the man with the moustache in the front seat.

I shook my head: "Nothing. ”

The plastic bag was on my lap, and the mustache twisted, grabbed the plastic bag in his hand, looked at it casually, and threw it into my arms.

"What do you have to do with that old man?" he asked again.

I shook my head: "It doesn't matter, it's just a passerby." ”

Now, I can't tell where these three people came from, and I don't know how they had a holiday with the old man surnamed Hua, so the simpler the answer, the better.

The mustache stared at me suspiciously, and then looked me up and down.

Except for plastic bags, I don't have any other backpacks or bags around me, and I can't hide anything in my pockets.

"Tell you boy, the old man and the little girl deceived us out of hundreds of thousands, and before the money is recovered, whoever contacts them will be suspicious. Do you know who we are?" he was a little proud, and immediately asked himself, "Does Dongge, the most powerful landlord in the northeast area of Jinan City, know? That is our boss." ”

I don't know who "Brother Dong" is, because there are hundreds of people in and outside the city with the name of "Brother Dong", and no one can subdivide them one by one.

"Dude, I'm just passing by, I don't know anyone, and I don't have any contradictions. Besides, hundreds of thousands are an astronomical amount for ordinary people, and they can't earn that much money in their lifetime. I don't know anything, so can I ask a few bosses to raise their hands and let my brothers go?"

The mustache thought for a moment: "Okay, then it seems that we are wrong to blame you, it's none of your business, let's go." ”

The two people who were sitting next to me got out of the car first, and I took out twenty yuan to the taxi driver, and was snatched by the mustache.

"With this money, I can buy a box of water for my brothers to drink. The mustache said fiercely.

The taxi driver dared not speak out, so he could only smile wryly and nod.