No trace of espionage

Chapter 71
"Where's the tie?"

Just as Lin Chuang finished making the phone call, Tian Biyu came out of the bedroom and asked coldly.

Lin Chuang turned around and saw that Tian Biyu had taken off the police uniform outside, and of course the pair of sinister high heels, and put on a pair of leather slippers.

"Oh." Only then did Lin Chuang understand where Tian Biyu's anger came from. He quickly took out the crumpled tie from his pocket and explained, "I had a fight in class and put it in my pocket."

"Fight? With whom?" Tian Biyu asked.

"Li Wei, the director of the Xuanwu Branch." Lin Chuang sat back on the sofa and replied.

"You didn't suffer, did you?" Tian Biyu looked Lin Chuang up and down, then walked up to Lin Chuang and lifted his neck to look at it.

"Why? Li Wei is not a shrew, he still scratches his neck." Lin Chuang was dumbfounded by Tian Biyu.

Shaking his shoulders, he sat next to him and said, "The bridge of his nose was broken and his face was covered with blood. I'm fine."

"Cut, what kind of skill is this? What are you bragging about?" Tian Biyu gave Lin Chuang a contemptuous look, picked up his tie and walked into the house.

"Hey, Xiaoyu, don't go, I have business to discuss with you." Lin Chuang hurriedly stopped her.

"What's the matter? Tell me." Upon hearing this, Tian Biyu went back and sat down opposite Lin Chuang.

"I want to follow and monitor Hou Ming personally," Lin Chuang said.

"You personally? Do you not trust Shao Jijun and the others?" Tian Biyu asked.

"I don't know much about it, so I don't feel relieved. I think it's better to do it myself." Lin Chuang said.

"Oh, I see." Tian Biyu was stunned for a moment, and then understood Lin Chuang's intention to find her.

She looked Lin Chuang up and down, and then asked him to stand up and measure again. After pondering for a while, she said: "Your image can be completely changed, but some of your habits also need to be consciously changed. For example, waist plate Don't be so straight, walk slower and more steady. By the way, and don't talk too much."

Talking to smart people is peace of mind.

Lin Chuang only said one sentence, and Tian Biyu understood her intentions, saving a lot of tongue.

"Okay, then dress me up." Lin Chuang said.

"What's the rush? I still have to prepare something, let's eat first." Tian Biyu said.

……

After dinner, Tian Biyu went back to the bedroom, changed into her outfit, and came out, and said to Zheng Ma and Wu Liangce: "Zheng Ma, iron that donkey rope, fat man, go shopping with me."

After speaking, Deng Deng Deng walked out the door.

"Puchi!" Wu Liangce exclaimed with joy, glanced at Lin Chuang, got up hurriedly, and chased out the door: "Hey, here we come!"

The guy who had just left the house might feel that he was not satisfied, so he ran back and said to Lin Chuang, "You are a donkey!" After saying this, he chased after Tian Biyu with a smirk on his face.

"Who are they?!" Lin Chuang was completely speechless.

Zheng Ma also laughed, covered her mouth, picked up her tie and went back to her room.

Lin Chuang sat on the sofa and fell asleep after a while.

I don't know how long it took, but Lin Chuang was awakened by the familiar sound of high heels knocking on the ground.

Opening his sleepy eyes, he saw Tian Biyu walking in front with a small bag, followed by the fat man with a big bag, he was so tired that his face was covered with sweat.

Seeing this scene, Lin Chuang was happy: "I sleep at home, and you follow me as a coolie. You don't know who is the donkey?"

Thinking about it this way makes me feel refreshed!

"You come in! Fatty, you go out!" Tian Biyu told Wu Liangce to put the things in her bedroom, pointing first at Lin Chuang, then at Wu Liangce.

"Hey!" The two agreed at the same time.

Lin Chuang walked triumphantly into the bedroom, while Wu Liangce sat on the sofa and wiped his sweat.

Seeing that the bedroom door was closed, Wu Liangce groped for a while before he came to his senses: "I'm the donkey if you're cooperating."

Tian Biyu asked Lin Chuang to sit in front of the dressing mirror, told him to close his eyes, and began to rub and paint on his face.

Lin Chuang closed his eyes and let Tian Biyu do what he did. He didn't feel anything else. Anyway, he felt that her hands were soft and a little cold, and it was very comfortable to touch his face and neck.

After about half an hour, Lin Chuang felt a tightness in his head.

"Okay!" Tian Biyu said.

Lin Chuang opened his eyes, looked in the mirror, and was startled!
"Fuck, who is this old man? Tian Biyu's father is here?"

I quickly turned around and looked around, but I couldn't find anyone.

"What are you looking for?" Tian Biyu asked.

"Is uncle here?" Lin Chuang asked.

"Nonsense! Isn't this you?" Tian Biyu was both annoyed and happy by Lin Chuang's words. This guy must be a fool.

"Ah, me? My head is full of silver hair, and the wrinkles on my face are like walnut skin. This is me?" Lin Chuang asked in surprise.

"How is it? Is my lady's craftsmanship not worth the name?" Tian Biyu asked proudly.

"It's amazing, it's amazing, I don't even know who I am." Lin Chuang looked at himself in the mirror and praised.

"Hey, Xiaoyu, are you dressing me up as a university professor?" Lin Chuang asked.

"Well, this is just one of the images. It is the image of you when you get old in my mind." Tian Biyu said, holding Lin Chuang's arms with both hands, and standing side by side with him.

Lin Chuang looked at himself and Tian Biyu in the mirror, and sighed: "Eighteen bride Bashiro, pale hair and red makeup."

What he read was the first two lines of a poem, and he didn't say the last two lines, because they were too evocative, and he didn't dare to say them.

Tian Biyu, who was immersed in happiness, immediately blushed when she heard these two sentences, and twisted the tender flesh of Lin Chuang's armpit, angrily said: "Let you talk nonsense, let you talk nonsense!"

"Hiss..." Lin Chuang grinned his teeth in pain: "I was wrong, I was wrong, miss, please forgive me!"

"It's true that donkeys can't spit out ivory!" Tian Biyu let go of her hand and said coldly.

"A dog, not a donkey." Lin Chuang argued.

"It's the donkey." Tian Biyu glared at Lin Chuang with wide eyes.

"Okay, if you say it's a donkey, it's a donkey. Hey, Xiaoyu, let's talk about business. This identity is not conducive to tracking." Lin Chuang quickly changed the subject.

"It's okay, I've prepared three sets of wigs for you. There's another set with gray hair and another set with black hair. You only need to change your clothes and shoes, and your image will change immediately. Here, I'll prepare them all for you." It's over." Sure enough, Tian Biyu didn't worry about what happened just now, and pointed to the clothes, headgear, and shoes on the bed and said.

"Are there any precautions? I can't let you do makeup every day, can I?" Lin Chuang asked.

"Smile less, it's better not to laugh. Also, don't wash your face, just use a wet towel to dab it. If this is the case, it won't be a problem to keep it for three to five days." Tian Biyu said.

"Okay, I see." Lin Chuang nodded.

Tian Biyu waited for Lin Chuang to put on his gown and top hat, and handed him a civilized stick.

Lin Chuang opened the bedroom door, but saw Wu Liangce falling asleep on the sofa.

Lin Chuang stabbed Wu Liangce with a civilized stick, and Wu Liangce jumped up.

"Ah? Is it uncle? Hello uncle!"

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(End of this chapter)