"How's it going, after all this time, have you got the papers?" Uncle Liu's voice had a sense of oppression, reminiscent of his face that was not angry and arrogant.

"Not yet, something went wrong, it was ......"

Next, Lu Xiao briefly explained the situation to Uncle Liu, and after listening to it, Uncle Liu did not respond immediately, but only made the next step after a few seconds.

"Since I can't get the papers, let's find a way to get the names on the list, I need to know the people on the list. As for Song Chang, you have to be careful, he is a member of the Federation, you can't let him grab the handle, you have to be more cautious in your actions in the future. ”

"People from the Union?" He frowned, "But he has the business card of the security association, could it be that you are mistaken." ”

"I'm not mistaken, he is indeed a member of the Federation, he is Song Kang's son Song Chang, who is good at martial arts and has great courage."

"Understood." Although Lu Xiao was hesitant, he nodded for only a moment, and then he asked the question that had been lingering in his mind, "What does Zhang Fan have to do with Phantom Die?" ”

"Lu Xiao, you're always so breathless." Uncle Liu exhaled as he spoke, and slowly spoke, "But sooner or later, you must know that Zhang Fan is a subordinate of someone in the organization, and as for the reason for finding him, I don't need to say it." ”

"It's because Phantom Die Fan killed Zhang Fan's brother." As soon as this sentence came out, Lu Xiao immediately understood the reason why Uncle Liu asked him to recycle the list.

The Dead Leaf Organization is composed of ten people, each with a different division of labor, and the person in charge of selling Phantom Stacks will strictly recruit some helpers, and Zhang Fan is one of them.

Recruit cleanly, leave cleanly, once you no longer sell powder, you have to forget about selling powder before, and you can't mention it to anyone.

And Zhang Fan got out of work, but he wanted to hand over the list of phantom fans, he violated the taboo, so Uncle Liu asked him to collect the list.

"And Lu Xiao, you remember that the highest person in the city government often does not have a city government, and disguising himself as a weak person at the right time can make Song Chang relax his guard against you."

"Understood." He had just hung up the phone, and before he could sort out Uncle Liu's words in his mind, he smelled a smell of fire.

Song Chang took two documents and took out a lighter from his pocket at the same time, and with a "click", the flames flashed, and the lighter lit a fire close to the documents.

Yang Zhexuan approached the car quickly, and through the window, he saw that the document was burned in a corner, and immediately stretched out his hand to incite it, fanning the little spark that had just been ignited.

"Didn't you promise that Zhang Fan would hand over the documents to the president of the Security Council, why did you burn them?"

"I'm sorry, but I can't explain a lot of things to you." Song Chang ignored Yang Zhexuan's stop and continued to press the lighter in his hand.

When confronting Zhang Fan, Song Chang took out the business card of the security association to show him, and Zhang Fan read it before handing him the document with confidence.

Under the circumstances at that time, he could only easily get the documents by showing Zhang Fan the forged Anhui business card, and he didn't want to make things troublesome.

His attitude towards tasks has always been to complete them, and he is not curious about relevant information outside of them.

However, he thought that this mission was strange, and he had thought about taking a look at the contents of the document, but what about after reading it?

Eventually, it will be burned.

Outside of the task, it's better not to be curious.

"Wait, the file really can't be burned!"

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Ji Wu clenched his fists, because he was too hard, his finger joints were a little white.

In an operation many years ago, he failed to capture the enemy and was ambushed, but Song Kang's team arrived before his team and subdued the enemy.

The security association believed that Song Kang had made meritorious contributions to the war, and from then on Song Kang was promoted to the president of the association, and Ji Wu, who was defeated, withdrew from the association and started a small business.

I've already arranged everything, and even if my plans change, my people will see what happens.

Besides, the situation at that time didn't need Song Kang's help at all, but he robbed me of the credit in one fell swoop, otherwise I would be the president.

Thinking of this, a wave of anger rose in Ji Wu's eyes.

"Wow-" There was a rush of footsteps, and a young man almost ran towards Ji Wu.

"What's wrong, Fang Xu?"

"You asked me to find out, Song Kang did a phantom powder business last month." Fang Xu looked at the middle-aged man in front of him and said with respect.

"Good." He didn't expect that Song Kang, as the president of the association, would also sell powder, "Next, find out the reason why he sells powder." ”

"Roger."

Ji Wu seemed to think of something, and asked again: "What has Song Chang been doing recently?" ”

"Song Chang went out on a mission very early today, and it seems that he is recovering two confidential documents."

Ji Wu nodded, his expression contemplative, and then made a gesture to step back.

Fang Xu comprehended, exited the room, closed the door, and left.

It seems that Song Chang is looking for the list of selling phantom powder.

He has been in the business of phantom powder for two years, and he has long known how to sail carefully on the ship of ten thousand years, and his name is a pseudonym, so he doesn't have to worry that they will find out about him.

Besides, the "Dead Leaf Tiger" asked me to stand still, so let's wait and see what happens.

At noon, Song Chang arrived at the Rongle Hotel.

"Song Chang, come and play with me another day, you are the first friend I met when I returned to Windy City." Yang Zhexuan smiled indifferently, "If there is a need in the future, just ask." ”

"Yes, definitely."

After Yang Zhexuan got out of the car, Song Chang started the car, and after driving for a distance, turned into a secluded alley behind the downtown area.

"These two documents are a list of people who sell certain items."

When he said this, Zhang Fan was looking at the ground in a trance.

"My brother is so fluttering because of this kind of object that he doesn't fall to his death."

"Something ...... What is that? ”

"Forgive me for not being able to tell you, since you are a member of the Anhui, please bring the document to the president, and the president will make his own decision after reading it."

Song Chang's mansion is located in an elegant residential area with spacious parking lots.

When he drove the car to the vicinity of his home, he saw his father and Liu Han from a distance.

My father's right leg was a little lame, and he could not be cured, so he needed crutches to walk.

The woman who stood beside his father and supported him was named Liu Han, a woman with long shawl hair and a very straight nose.

The white dress looks good on her.

Song Chang was a little happy when he saw that they were waiting for him, but he didn't show it on his face.

"Song Chang!" Liu Han saw him and beckoned to him. Her black hair hung down her shoulders like a light veil, and there was a kind of gentle and graceful beauty.

Song Chang quickly parked the car and rushed to their side.

He looked at her with a look in his eyes that seemed to be inquiring, like concern, like a greeting.

"Liu Han, I'm worried about you." Song Chang's tone became gentle, no longer so cold.

Although he is an ice cube face, he will also become tender in the face of people close to him, not to mention that person is Liu Han.

"It's good to be here, is it going well along the way?" Song Kang, who was on crutches, asked. He looked serious, but he was very kind.

Song Chang heard his father's concern, but his eyes did not look at him, and only replied coldly: "The journey went smoothly." ”

Then he added: "The documents and business cards have been burned, and the mission is complete." ”

Located in the most prosperous neighborhood of the Windy City, the Ronnais Hotel looks like a white castle with open doors carved with roses and a series of state-looking houses.

Looking at the majestic Rongle Hotel in front of him, Lu Xiao turned his shoulders vigorously, as if he felt that the clothes he was wearing were very uncomfortable.

It's true...... Want to go in?

He is Lu Xiao, an orphan Lu Xiao, not a rich child Yang Zhexuan, he didn't grow up in a happy family, he can't pretend to be his casual and free.

What's more, he killed him with his own hands.

Is it guilt, self-blame, or genuine grief? All kinds of complicated emotions surged up in Lu Xiao's heart, and he instantly felt that he was a hypocritical person.

Hypocrisy at its core.

Obviously, he killed Yang Zhexuan for freedom, but now that he is gone, he still pretends to regret it.

Although, this regret is true, but it is also true that he made up his mind to kill him in the first place.

The past is with the wind, not recalled.

Lu Xiao understands that for him, the most important thing is freedom.

So for the sake of freedom, he is willing to pay any price, including hurting the best brother.

He exhaled deeply, his tense nerves relaxed a little, and all kinds of moods disappeared, and there was only one thought left in his heart - to be a good Yang Zhexuan.

He decided, and when he entered the Rongle Hotel, he was the real Yang Zhexuan, and he was completely addicted to the real Lu Xiao.

"Hello, do you need housing? The hotel has a variety of room styles for you to choose from. ”

The girl at the front desk asked politely with a warm smile.

"No, I'm ......"

"It's all because you were too strict with your son, he was only twenty years old at the time, so you let him go to Winterfell alone."

In the lobby of the hotel, there is a spiral staircase leading upstairs. At this time, Yang Zhexuan's mother was going down the stairs and said to her husband Yang Youjie, "Don't be so strict with your son when he comes back this time, let him take a breath-"

Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly covered her mouth with her hand and let out a slight scream, and her husband followed her gaze to the front desk and immediately smiled.

"Xiao Xuan...... It's Xiao Xuan, Xiao Xuan is back! ”

I haven't seen my son for too long, and my thoughts are getting heavier day by day, so that when my son suddenly appeared at home, the couple was stunned for a moment, and then they couldn't help themselves with excitement.

"I was talking about it just now, but I didn't expect it to come."

The couple's joy was palpable, and their steps became fast and powerful, and they wanted to hug their son they hadn't seen for a long time.

And at this moment, Lu Xiao's heart was beating wildly, almost exploding.

They were not suspicious of Lu Xiao's appearance, and no one recognized him as a fake.

But the disordered breathing and stiff body exposed his unnaturalness, and he didn't feel like he was going home, and he didn't have the anticipation of going home all the year round.

He pinched himself hard, focusing on the pain.

Since he has entered the door of the Yang family, he must make good use of Yang Zhexuan's identity, and he must not escape and retreat.

After the couple walked down the stairs quickly, Yang Zhexuan had already put on a bright smile and was more excited than them.

Even for the sake of better results, there seem to be tears in his eyes.

He took the lead and rushed up to give them a big hug, his arms around his parents' shoulders, tears in his eyes, he squeezed them, but the tears could not flow.