No trace of espionage

Chapter 1164 Visiting the Yellow House
After eating, I have no intention of cleaning up.

At this time, Luo Lin came to report that the other cup was not found.

Lin Chuang has counted.

When Luo Lin went out, Lin Chuang asked Jing Xin to listen to Balabala and said a few words.

Jing Xin heard this, her eyes widened, and she looked in disbelief: "Really?"

"Look it up, call me and tell me the result. No need to say more, just say yes or no." Lin Chuang said.

"Okay." Jing Xin nodded solemnly.

Just about to say goodbye, the phone rang.

Jing Xin picked it up and said to Lin Chuang: "Sir, a man named Wang Mu is looking for you."

Lin Chuang answered the phone, and Wang Mu said: "Principal, the students have returned to the police station. Li Lin and Cai Min have brought them, and Captain Xiong has brought Pan Gui. But, Huang Yihu is not in Li's residence, and has gone home. Deputy Director Li said that he has a high seniority, so it is best to invite the principal to visit him in person."

"Deputy Director Li is right. I'll go there in person in a while. Ask them right away. Remember to separate the three of them."

"Yes."

Putting down the phone, Lin Chuang bid farewell to Jingxin, and inquired about Huang Yihu's address, Liu Ermeng drove straight to Huang's house.

The Yellow House is located at No. 14 Derenli.

When Lin Chuang and Yi Lianhua came to the yellow house, they saw the door was open. Looking inside, there were two people in the courtyard, one old and one young, and they were watering a vegetable field.

Young people carry buckets, and old people use a copper ladle to pour water on the vegetable roots one by one.

Lin Chuang knocked on the door knocker and asked, "Is this Mr. Huang's house?"

The two turned their heads and saw a pair of handsome young men standing at the door. The old man asked, "Is it Mr. Lin?"

"Yes, my surname is Lin."

"Hehehe..."

The old man stood up with a smile, handed the copper ladle to the young man, walked up a few steps and clasped his fists: "I heard that Director Lin is a dragon and a phoenix. I saw him today, and his words are true. Huang Yihu, Director Lin Please come in."

Yellow Winged Tiger looks to be in his sixties, with a bronzed face, furrowed wrinkles, and a white beard under his jaw.

He wears coarse cloth clothes and cloth shoes on his feet.

If he didn't know that he was Huang Yihu, he would have thought he was an old farmer.

Lin Chuang also clasped his fists together, and said: "Mr. Lin took the liberty to visit, and I hope Mr. Huang will forgive me."

"Why are you being so polite? Shiqun has already called. It is said that Huang is a grassroots person and should go to the police station for questioning, but Shiqun refuses to let him say something about his seniority and respect. In fact, Huang really doesn't care about these false names, how many catties can he lose if he goes to the police station?" Huang Yihu said with a smile.

"Deputy Director Li is right. Lin is young, so he should come to visit." Lin Chuang was also very polite.

"Director Lin, please come in." The two were polite, and Huang Yihu let Lin Chuang and Yi Lianhua in.

"Director Lin came here for the case of Yunqing's murder, right? Alas, Mr. Huang happened to be there. It's so miserable. There's no such thing as brothers fighting for justice. How can they use their guns?" Huang Yihu sighed as he walked.

"Mr. Huang, let's not talk about the case. Mr. Lin wants to visit your small courtyard, especially this vegetable field. To be honest, Mr. Lin was born in a rural area, and he has a soft spot for growing vegetables." Lin Chuang said.

"Really? Mr. Lin has a high position and authority, and he is also interested in farming?" Huang Yihu wondered.

"Isn't that right? Mr. Huang didn't know something. Lin built a shed behind the China-Japan Cultural Exchange Center. It's a great pleasure in life to go to the field to play with vegetables in his spare time." Lin Chuang said.

"Really? Mr. Lin is really elegant."

"Those of us who wield knives and guns have nothing to do with elegant people, but we can still do it if we don't forget our roots."

"Okay, okay, don't forget the good. Since Mr. Lin is interested in this small courtyard, please take a look."

After Huang Yihu finished speaking, Lin Chuang pinched his waist and looked at the yard.

The yard is not big, the same size as the house Lin Chuangchu rented in Tongfuli when he came to Shanghai.

Compared with Huang Yihu's identity, this courtyard can be said to be very shabby.

It can be seen that this person really has no money.

It is extremely inconsistent with the status of the Qing Gang, and I don't know how he got mixed up.

After looking it over carefully, Lin Chuang said: "Although the courtyard is not big, it is more exquisite."

"Mr. Lin is really good at talking, why don't you just say that Mr. Huang is shabby. Please, talk in the room." Huang Yihu laughed at himself, and let Lin Chuang into the room while talking.

The living room is not too big, but the furniture in the room shows its identity.

An Eight Immortals table is made of red sandalwood, and the four chairs are all made of huanghuali. Behind the table is a long bar table, and the bottles and cans on the bar table are all old objects.

The most conspicuous thing is that there is a two-foot-high statue of Guan Gong in the middle of the table.

Lin Chuang took a closer look and found that the statue of Guan Gong was also an old object.

"Mr. Huang, is this Qing?" Lin Chuang asked.

"Mr. Lin has good eyesight, and he was born in the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty." Huang Yihu replied.

"There are so many incense ashes, it seems that Mr. Huang burns incense every day." Lin Chuang said.

"That's right. Guan Gong is loyal and righteous, and Huang, as a member of the Qing Gang, pays attention to the word loyalty. Burning incense and paying respects every day is to remind Huang that he will never forget the loyalty of the gang."

Lin Chuang smiled when he heard the words, and said to himself, Guan Gong is still the god of wealth.

Lin Chuang said: "Mr. Huang, I wonder if I should say something?"

"Mr. Lin, if you have something to say, Huang is not a stingy person." Huang Yihu said straightforwardly.

"You are loyal, and you hate evil like hatred. Everyone in the Green Gang admires you. But, as you said just now, the living conditions are too shabby, which does not match your status in the gang. Let alone the late Mr. Li, and the already imprisoned Mr. Pan, not to mention the master of the ten halls, even if he is a small middle-level leader, which one is not a beautiful family member in a mansion, who calls for slaves and servants? Haven't you thought of changing things?"

After Lin Chuang finished speaking, he stared at Huang Yihu closely to see how he would answer.

"Hahaha..." Huang Yihu laughed loudly, and said: "Mr. Lin, what you are asking is that life is nothing more than wine, sex and wealth. Who doesn't want to have a beautiful family in a mansion and call for slaves?"

"Then you?"

Huang Yihu's face darkened, and said: "Everyone has his own ambitions, Huang doesn't bother to exchange the lives of brothers in the gang for money. What's the point of fighting back and forth?"

He glanced at Lin Chuang, and said: "Huang enjoys this kind of life very much, and not everyone has no conscience. Huang did not stop helping his brothers back then, and some of them were very loyal. You see, except Zhaizi Xiao Point, there is only one servant in the family, and there is no beautiful maidservant, the others are not much better than ordinary people? To be honest, the good things you see are all sent by brothers who know how to repay their kindness."

Lin Chuang changed the subject and asked, "But, when Li and Pan fell, the Green Gang has no leader, and bloody storms are about to break out. Mr. Huang, can you still enjoy your life in peace?"

When Huang Yihu heard this, a look of pain appeared on his face...

(End of this chapter)