September 5, 20:12, somewhere in Xiangfang District, Harbin City, Heilongjiang Province

The young man had been standing on the rooftop for a while observing the Xinglong Changsheng Printing Co., Ltd., a company with the sign of a printing house, which was actually the location of the Northeast General Bureau and the Heilongjiang Branch of the Xinglong Dart Bureau. www.biquge.info It stands to reason that there is no need for the dart bureau to engage in this kind of double-skin milk trick, but according to Zhao Dahu, who died unexpectedly, Zheng Shoushan, the dart head of the Northeast General Bureau, is engaged in many illegal activities, and the fake company can not only hide people's eyes and ears, but also be regarded as a side business, after all, the dart world has been very sluggish in recent years.

The printing company is located in an old residential area, in a dilapidated private building, most of the local residents have moved to other places, so this place is very secluded, and it is very good for Zheng Shoushan's thoughts. The company is a huge company, surrounded by a red fence and mottled walls, apparently some years old. There is a lot of open space in the wall, which is arranged into two basketball courts and a football field, and there is a back door near the football field, and outside the door is a residential alley that extends in all directions, and the end is a good "safety exit".

In fact, it just seems like this, young people are like mirrors in their hearts, Xinglong Dart Bureau has been crawling in the rivers and lakes for so many years, and the real safety exit will definitely not be set on the bright side.

There are two main buildings in the factory area, one high and one short from left to right, the low building is a workshop, the high building is about five floors, looking through the window, there seems to be an iron frame bed in the high-rise room, the young man judged that this building may be an office dormitory, and the ground floor office high-rise dormitory.

It was getting late, the factory was brightly lit, and there were people patrolling everywhere, and the vigilance was much higher than that of the Liaodong Branch, so it was difficult to sneak in.

That's all there is to it.

The young man took every detail of the factory to heart, turned around and went downstairs, and walked along the stone road to the main entrance of the printing house.

Under a large locust tree on the side of the road, there is a fruit stall, the stall owner is wearing a vest and pants, holding a large pu fan, leaning against the tree and napping.

The young man walked past the fruit stall and went straight to the main entrance, and as he walked, he suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck, and his heart was taken aback—it was an instinctive reaction to danger, similar to the feeling of being targeted by wild beasts while walking in the wilderness.

The muscles of the young man's whole body tensed up for a moment, and he walked more than ten meters forward, then stopped, first looked around, pretended to be lost, and then turned around while scratching his head, while his eyes were fixed, from the clothes drying under the residential building to the branches of the street trees, he sifted through all the details that came into view, and finally focused his eyes on the snoring stall owner.

The young man carefully looked the stall owner up and down, just looking at his bulging beer belly and fat limbs, he knew that this person had no martial arts, but his suspicion could not be ruled out - there were many spies in the world who collected money to "watch things" who did not know martial arts, and only ate with a pair of eyes and superb acting skills.

The young man stared at the stall owner for a moment, unable to determine for a moment whether the sensation had come from him, and looked around again, but found nothing unusual.

...... Is it nervousness?

The young man frowned, it was not a good sign that he had just arrived at the place, but he hoped that it would go well for a while. He kept an eye on it, scratched his head, turned around, and continued to walk towards the main entrance of the printing house.

After a while, the young man walked in front of the large red-painted iron door, raised his hand and rang the black doorbell on the door.

After a few electric bells, a crack opened in the door opposite the young man, revealing a pair of eyes, and the owner of the eyes politely asked, "Who are you looking for?"

The voice sounded full of energy, nine times out of ten it was a person who practiced martial arts, the young man met those eyes, smiled on his face, and said: "Please inform me, the villain is a person who comes to pull the hanger." ”

(Yang and Lajiaozi are both Jianghu lip classics, yang face, the meaning of the south; Lajiaozi means bodyguard.) ）

After the young man left, the fake dealer breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling that the waistcoat and pants were soaked with cold sweat.

A few minutes ago.

Counterfeit dealers have been stalking around the printing house for several days, but have not found much success. The employees here commute to work every day, in the morning people go in one by one, in the evening a large crowd of people pour out, at noon there are people to buy fruit at his stall, and the sound of the machine can be heard every day, which looks no different from a normal printing house.

The most important thing is that the nose of the fake dealer has not moved, and in the past, when he encountered unusual things, his nose would itch, which is a kind of thing similar to intuition, a hundred itches, and the fake dealer has relied on it to see a lot of mysteries.

Now, the fake dealer is leaning under a locust tree, making a drowsy appearance, in fact, he is really a little sleepy, these days it is the autumn tiger raging violently, every day the sun is poisonous to death, the sun is so hot that the poor man on the ground can't even lift his eyelids.

"I said, are we mistaken?" the fake peddler's lips twitched.

"No, the chairman of this company is Zheng Shoushan, there must be a problem. A voice floated out of the receiver in his ear.

"Zheng Shoushan will arrest him if he has a problem!" The fake dealer was very dissatisfied, "What are you tossing around here?"

"Arresting people is also for Li Jufu*! Are you supposed to be the Jinyi guard of the Ming Dynasty, whether you are a prisoner or not, first catch him in the edict prison and beat him severely?" Although the volume is so small that only the fake dealers can hear it, the person who can hear it is very depressed, "Even if you want to kill on a large scale, you must have solid evidence." ”

(Li Jufu, the homonym of reason, means "reasonable, convincing.") ）

The fake dealer chuckled lowly: "Hehe, I think they are pretending, just give them a beating." ”

"Fake dealers, you don't have to talk about it," the voice said, "keep an eye on it." ”

"Yes, yes, someone is coming, I won't say it. The fake dealer had excellent hearing, and at once caught the footsteps slowly approaching from behind, and quickly ended the conversation, making a drowsy appearance.

A young man in a white shirt and dark jeans walked past him, and for a moment, the counterfeiter felt only a strange itch in his nostrils, and he sniffed, his eyes squinting.

There is something wrong with this young man!

The fake dealer looked at the young man, and a voice sounded in the receiver in his ear: "Where is that young man going?"

How do I know, the fake dealer said in his heart, and he didn't answer, but just stared at the young man with squinted "sleepy eyes", and his mouth snored.

The voice rang out again: "Are you going to that printing house?"

The young man stopped suddenly, and the counterfeit dealer was taken aback, and said to himself, could it be that he had heard him?

But his appearance could not deceive the fake dealer, because at that moment, the two eyes on the young man's confused face were shining, obviously sensing something, and quickly retracted his gaze and continued to snore.

The fake dealer felt his body suddenly cool, as if he was being targeted by a wild beast, and knew that it was the young man who was watching him, so he controlled his body and concentrated on pretending to be asleep. He believed that his fat appearance would make the other party let his guard down, and sure enough, after a while, the cold feeling disappeared.

The counterfeit dealer waited a little longer before he cautiously opened his eyes, and the young man was already far away.

After a while, the receiver sounded again: "He stopped at the main entrance of the printing house, this person really has a problem!"

I saw the young man press the doorbell and say a word to the person behind the door, and the fake dealer vaguely heard the words "Yang Pull the Hanger", and his heart was suddenly taken aback.

A small door opened in the big iron gate, and the young man stepped inside, and the small door closed.

The fake peddler's lips moved slightly: "This young man does have a problem, he seems to have noticed something just now, and he used his lip dictionary to talk to the person behind the door, claiming to be a bodyguard from the south." ”

The receiver sounded: "From the south? It seems that the news that Zheng Shoushan has contacts with the Jilin and Liaoning provincial bureaus is true, and this young man is either the Jilin branch or the envoy of the Liaoning branch." ”

Another shrill voice sounded: "Last night, news came from the Dalian branch, the Liaoning branch was picked, and the whole branch was killed, from the dart master to the executioner." ”

"Huh?" the fake dealer was stunned for a moment, and then asked rhetorically, "Didn't the Dalian branch never find the location of the Liaoning branch? Could it be that there are people who are better informed than them?"

"I don't know," said a shrill voice, "the Dalian branch is still confused, and the situation is completely confused. ”

Another deep voice said: "Since the Liaoning Branch has been picked, it is likely that this young man was sent by the Jilin Branch, in order to inform Zheng Shoushan that the Liaoning Branch was picked." ”

"Impossible!" said in a shrill voice, "The Dalian branch has blocked the news, and the people who picked out the Liaoning branch are too neat, and no one has escaped at all, how can the Jilin branch know?"

The fake dealer said, "Then there is a good chance that they are sending people here for the dirty work in Yanbian." ”

A deep voice said: "Who knows, maybe I want to intervene in Zheng Shoushan's Manchuria." ”

The shrill voice said: "No matter what, the Jilin Branch has sent someone to the printing house, there must be something important to discuss with Zheng Shoushan, we should act immediately to arrest them." ”

"Very good," agreed the voice that spoke at first, "I'm going to ask permission to act, fake dealer, you keep an eye on it, report any new situation immediately, prepare by the way, and withdraw when reinforcements arrive." ”

The fake dealer whispered, "Wow." ”

Over there, the young man walked into the iron gate, only to see a sturdy man standing in front of him, shaved a round inch, his temples bulging, wearing a short-sleeved uniform, strong muscles, prominent tendons in both hands, and a calm lower plate.

The sturdy man nodded and said in a rough voice: "My surname is Wang." ”

The young man arched his hand again: "It turned out to be Brother Wang, I am fortunate to be lucky." ”

The man surnamed Wang glanced him up and down and asked, "Which branch are you from?"

"Zhao Darttou of the Liaoning Branch sent a villain to ask to see Mr. Zheng," the young man smiled all over his face, "The villain's surname is Li, his name is Li Ming, and Brother Wang just calls me Xiao Li." ”

The man surnamed Wang was ostensibly the doorman of the printing house, but in fact he was the dart master of the Northeast Branch, and saw that this young man was very clever and had a good impression of him, so he smiled: "Since this is the case, I am welcome, Xiao Li, you wait here for a while, and I will let someone report to the chief dart." ”

The young man nodded: "That's very good, there is Brother Lao Wang." ”

"Raise your hands," Wang Dart Master smiled slightly, took out a walkie-talkie from his arms, and called in a low voice, "Lao Liu, Lao Liu, you go to report the head of the dart, the envoy of the Liaoning Branch has visited." ”

After a while, a voice sounded on the walkie-talkie: "It's reported, it's reported, the head of the dart is coming down." ”

"Received, received. Wang Dart put away the radio, looked at the young man, and his expression became a little solemn, "Xiao Li, I'm sorry, I have to check it." ”

"Out of the way. Of course, the young man knew that he was going to do something, and he took a short knife from his waist and handed it over, then half-raised his arms.

Wang Dart Master took the short knife, touched it around him, nodded, put away the short knife, made a gesture of please sideways, and said softly: "Brother Li, come with me." ”

The young man arched his hand: "Please ask Brother Wang to lead the way." ”

"Well said, well said. Wang Dart Master smiled, turned around and walked in the head, and the young man quickly followed.