"It's a bit of a tough task this time." At a rectangular desk in the conference room, President Song Kang sat in the main seat.

On his left hand sat Song Chang, Liu Han and Sun Bo, and on his right hand sat Ji Zikun, Ji Zixun and Fang Xu.

The six of them were listening intently to Song Kang's introduction of the mission.

"I just received a notice from the Security Council, and the main focus of this mission is to investigate how Phantom Stacks came to Windy City, and also to find and crack down on the gang that operates Phantom Stacks."

Song Kang's eyes have climbed up a few faintly visible wrinkles, but the look in his eyes has not diminished, and he still has the style of a general.

"The Security Council has classified Phantom Stacks as a harmful substance and banned its sale, and some of the people involved in the sale have also been sanctioned."

When he said this, he looked at Song Chang and Liu Han.

"Phantom Stacks isn't native to Windy City, it seems to have come from Winterfell." Liu Han, who was sitting next to Song Chang, said.

Her long black hair was tied into a ponytail, and there was a hint of coolness in her gentleness.

"Is there any basis for this?" Sun Bo asked.

Although it was very secretive, his eyes never left Liu Han's body, which made Song Chang, who was keenly aware of this behavior, a little displeased.

Liu Han remembered that his biological father had moved from Winterfell to live in Windy City, and perhaps he was now living in Winterfell, and Winterfell was probably the birthplace of Phantom Stacking Grass.

"This is just my guess, as Windy City and Winterfell often trade with each other, and are more intimate than the other cities."

"There's some truth to that." Ji Zikun said, playing with a black signature pen in his hand.

"As for the Phantom Stacks business gang, this is a problem."

Song Chang looked at Song Kang, since he knew the cause of his mother's death, his eyes when he looked at his father gradually changed, no longer as fierce as before, and became much softer.

"According to the investigation, the Phantom Stacks are made from the Phantom Stacks grass, and all the processes of production are controlled by a group called the 'Dead Leaf Organization' behind the scenes, and the 'Dead Leaf Organization' is just a name for us, and we don't know what kind of group the other party is."

Ji Zixun also said abruptly: "Phantom Stacking Powder has been sold since two years ago, but in the past two years, no one has really seen the appearance of the people in the withered leaf organization, they are very deeply hidden, and their vigilance is extremely high. ”

Although he wears glasses, his eyes are bright and clear.

Fang Xu sat behind and didn't say a word.

He keenly captured that the atmosphere between Song Kang's father and son was different from the usual cold, with a touch of warmth, but it should not be the reason for the list, but for something else.

And Song Lanxi didn't fully tell him the reason.

"Do you have any direction to investigate?" Song Kangfa asked. He pressed his temples, as if to relieve the tiredness.

"Interviews with people suspected of selling phantom powder, focusing on suspicious characters, and closely monitoring some of the sales locations."

Song Chang seemed to suddenly think of something, and then added: "I have a friend, his family runs a hotel, you can hear all kinds of rumors every day, and he has been in Winter City for a while, I see if I can get some clues from him." ”

Hearing this, Sun Bo frowned, how did he think that the friend Song Chang said was a bit similar to his friend.

"Okay, let's get to work like this."

After the meeting, Liu Han helped Song Kang to walk towards the study as usual.

The early autumn sun is gentle and gentle, and it is no longer so hot.

As he walked, Song Kang found that there was an extra shadow.

Don't...... He had an idea, which came true the moment he turned his head.

"Xiaochang!" Song Kang's frowning brows relaxed, very pleasantly surprised.

Song Chang walked beside Liu Han, glanced at Song Kang briefly, and then looked away.

"Dad, Song Chang has been following us, but I only found out when I got closer to you." Liu Han smiled gently, and two shallow small pear vortices appeared on his face, "Did you say yes, Song Chang"

Song Chang nodded, still not looking at his father, he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say it, so he had to cough dryly to hide this slight emotion.

"Let's go have dinner with Daddy."

Liu Han could see that Song Chang had forgiven his father, but he, like himself, was not good at expressing his feelings.

Song Chang shook his head: "I still have some things, so I'll go first." ”

He turned his back to them and quietly left, the corners of his mouth gradually curving.

The arc of this smile is faint, like a light cloud, rubbed in melancholy.

"Hey, Song Chang-" Liu Han shouted to Song Chang, who was leaving, but finally didn't let him stay.

"Forget it." Song Kang looked at his son's departing figure, then looked up at the sky and breathed a sigh of relief.

"The ice between me and Xiaochang will slowly melt, and I believe that one day he will recognize me as a father again."

"There will definitely be such a day, although Song Chang is cold, he still cares about you very much." Liu Han said.

The death of his mother is an unspeakable pain in Song Chang's heart, but this is just a misunderstanding between him and his father, and now his father wants to reconcile with him, but he will not accept and forgive easily.

She knew he needed time.

How could the hatred he had accumulated in his heart over the years be easily dissipated by a belated explanation.

"I remember that Xiao Chang used ......to laugh very much," said Song Kang, who suddenly covered his abdomen, and some fine sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Dad, what's wrong with you? Uncomfortable? Liu Han saw that his face was not good, and his heart sank.

"Oh, it's okay, it's just a stomachache." After answering in a low voice, Song Kang squeezed out a smile.

The day he thought had been far away was coming after all.

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"What did you just say?"

Fang Xu repeated: "The backer behind last month's rebellion was Song Kang. ”

Ji Wu was so shocked that he couldn't speak, and he slowed down for a while before saying, "It's really overwhelming." ”

Although Song Kang was kind and charitable, he didn't expect that he would dare to take care of things that touched the interests of the upper echelons.

And he was alone, and he should have guessed a long time ago that this operation would end in failure.

Because of the failure of the operation, Song Kang donated a large amount of money to go out, which is why he sold powder. Unfortunately, he happened to suck people to death during the sales of powder, and if the authorities tracked him down, they would definitely find him, and the identity of his supporters would not be able to hide at that time. ”

After Fang Xu finished speaking, he asked again, "Do you need me to do anything?" ”

"No, you don't have to do anything."

"What?" Fang Xu suspected that he had misheard.

According to the past, Ji Wu should use this incident as a bargaining chip to threaten Song Kang and ask him not to interfere in the affairs of Phantom Diefan.

Or directly, directly leak the matter of Song Kang's support for the action, and the federation will be maliciously smeared by other forces immediately, and it will never be able to turn over.

"Fang Xu," Ji Wu glanced at him, as if he knew what he was thinking, "I don't want to embarrass things like that, after all, I also feel very sorry for those people, although I am-for-tat with Song Kang, he does this very well." ”

Ji Wu and Song Kang have known each other for many years, although there is an estrangement, but they are still far from the title of enemy.

Fang Xu nodded in agreement, and then said, "What about Phantom Stack Powder?" Now that Phantom Powder has been classified as a contraband, and the people of the Federation are in the process of checking it, it may be difficult to act in the future. ”

"No matter how difficult it is, the money still has to be earned, and being careful makes the 10,000-year-old ship more cautious than before."

"By the way, as usual, I can't let a third person know about the things related to Phantom Dieck Powder except for me and you."

"Understood." Fang Xu said. He is very loyal to Ji Wu, and the matter of Phantom Diefan is a secret between him and Ji Wu.

The night is clear, the stars are shining, and they emit a faint light, as if they want to peek into the secrets of the world.

Lu Xiao sneaked into the door of Ji Wu's room, stuffed a piece of paper in the crack of the door, then knocked on the door and turned to leave.

Ji Wu heard the voice and opened the door, and saw a piece of paper falling on the ground, and the paper read: I'm waiting for you outside, come quickly.

The signature is a dead leaf butterfly.

Ji Wu then arrived at the door, only to see a man with his back to him, and he turned his head under the light of the street lamp.

The man was thin and tall, and wore a baseball cap with a low brim.

Due to the obscuration of the brim of his hat, Ji Wu couldn't see his eyes clearly.

"Hello." His voice sounded young.

"You're the Dead Leaf Butterfly, the child picked up by the Dead Leaf Tiger?" Ji Wu's eyes were alert, and he said with a full temperament.

"It was Uncle Liu who sent me to you, I need your help."

Ji Wu walked to the withered leaf butterfly, and he still couldn't see his eyes clearly at close range, but the curvature of his chin was very beautiful.

"I'm going to hear what it's going on first."

"It's simple, you just need to find out the real name of the name on this piece of paper and tell me."

The man said, took out a piece of paper, and handed it to Ji Wu.

Ji Wu didn't take the piece of paper, a hint of sharpness flashed in his eyes, and then said, "I only have a cooperative relationship with him, not his subordinates." ”

"Don't forget that you are also a fan seller, a member of the withered leaf organization, if you don't cooperate, Uncle Liu will replace you at any time, and there are many people who want to make money."

"You dare to threaten me?"

"I didn't mean that." The man said in a cold tone, "You can also make a lot of money by finding out the people on the list." ”

Hearing that there was money to be made, Ji Wu was a little shaken.

"It's okay if you want me to help, but ......" he yawned, deliberately feigning fatigue.

"But what?"

"I want to know the recipe for Phantom Stacks."

"That's not something you should know." The man's tone didn't fluctuate.

"Then I won't help with this favor." Ji Wu did not back down, and said with a fierce face.

Lu Xiao pulled his baseball cap down a little to cover his dark eyes, although it was impossible for Ji Wu to see it.

Uncle Liu said that Ji Wu was the most familiar person in the organization, and it was the most appropriate way to give him the list to find out.

After thinking about it for a while, he decided to lure him with a profit, so he made a concession: "I'll give you the formula, but not now, after you complete the task." ”

"A word is a certainty, how can it be difficult to do business for yourself." Although Ji Wu smiled, his expression was very unfriendly.

"I hope you hurry up and do it, Uncle Liu won't give you too much time. ”