No trace of espionage

Chapter 917 Mysterious Interaction

Sun Shou rode in a rickshaw all the way to Zhang Qiang's mutton soup stall. When he was approaching Baoheng Bridge, with the keen observation skills of the secret agents, it was not difficult to spot the cars secretly watching and the spies pretending to be various people.

According to a rough count, there were about three cars, four stalls, and no less than ten spies.

Sun Shou was speechless secretly, thinking: "Lin Chuang is right to be careful, otherwise, it would be really hard to fool so many spies."

After crossing Baoheng Bridge, Sun Shou saw two busy comrades in arms out of the corner of his eye, and his heart immediately warmed up.

He deliberately didn't ask the driver to stop, but after passing the mutton soup stand, he pretended to find delicious food suddenly, and then asked the driver to turn back.

This move was also ordered by Lin Chuang.

Lin Chuang's original words are: "You didn't go to drink mutton soup on purpose, but pretended to go elsewhere. After you suddenly saw the mutton soup stall, you went there on a whim."

Sun Shou understood that Lin Chuang meant to try not to attract the attention of the spies in details.

So, he complied.

The moment he got out of the car and saw Zhang Qiang, he was a little nervous, and his heart was in his throat, for fear that he would pretend to be a woman and let the enemy see it, thus destroying Lin Chuang's entire plan.

However, when he sent his crotch out first, his waist twisted like a willow and took the first step, and when he saw the eyes of diners looking at him full of lust, he suddenly strengthened his confidence: "Hey , I still look pretty like a woman."

No matter how much you look like, in the eyes of your comrades who get along day and night, that is just a layer of window paper.

No, when Zhang Qiang and Liu Deshan saw him, there was no evil in their eyes, first they were puzzled, then joyful.

Sun Shou understood that the two had already recognized him.

"A bowl of soup and a cake."

Sun Shou squeezed his throat, using the telegraph language, and at the same time deliberately raised his left hand.

On the ring finger of his left hand, he wears a ring inlaid with emeralds.

This ring was worn by Sun Shou all the year round, even if Zhang Qiang didn't recognize anyone, he would definitely recognize this ring.

"Okay, just wait a moment, it will be ready soon." Zhang Qiang agreed, throwing a knowing look at Sun Shou.

Sun Shou sat down, Zhang Qiang served soup and cakes, the two of them had no more communication, and Sun Shou just sat down and ate.

He deliberately ate slowly, and he stood up and left after the diners on his left had checked out.

However, before he got up, he quickly took out a finger-thin scroll from his coat, and stood it on the inside of the table leg.

His movements were fast, covered by his coat, and placed on the inside of the table leg, even if Li Shiqun and the others had binoculars, they did not see the scroll.

When he left, Zhang Qiang came over with the tray to clean up the table, put the scroll under the tray and took it back to the hut.

Back in the hut, he quickly unfolded the scroll and found that it was a painting with pines, rocks and people on it. Zhang Qiang didn't know what it was.

At the end of the scroll was a piece of paper that was one finger wide. Zhang Qiang quickly opened it to read, and saw a line of words written on it: "You have been exposed. Later, Yan Dongsheng will come and dedicate this painting to him. Fleeing south, someone will meet you."

After reading it, Zhang Qiang stuffed the note into his mouth, and swallowed it with a "gudong".

After putting the painting away, Zhang Qiang went outside, quietly told Liu Deshan about Sun Shou's visit, and told him to prepare to escape.

Liu Deshan nodded, taking the opportunity of returning to the house to work, quietly removed a wooden board blocking the south, revealing a hole that could allow one person to drill through.

This hole is the escape route that the two of them had prepared long ago.

After eight o'clock, the number of people drinking mutton soup at the stall gradually decreased, but Yan Dongsheng and Yang Luobo walked over with two men shaking.

"Oh, Master Yan, haven't you come for a while? Please sit down." Zhang Qiang hurried up to meet him, smiling all over his face, and bowed.

"I heard you took red medicine and white medicine? Master, come and try it." Yan Dongsheng was very pleased and sat down.

"You just pick it up, it's all set."

Zhang Qiang agreed, and ordered Liu Deshan to cut the meat, then looked around, and said in a low voice: "Master Yan, I just got a treasure, and I just said that I will give it to you at the house when I close it. It’s here, so it can be seen that this baby is waiting to recognize the Lord.”

"Baby? You cook mutton soup, what kind of treasure do you have?" Yan Dongsheng asked with a smile, not believing that Zhang Qiang had any treasure.

"It's really a treasure, how dare you kid me? Please come into the house and don't let others see it." Zhang Qiang said mysteriously.

"Okay, then open your eyes." Yan Dongsheng expected that Zhang Qiang would not dare to lie to him, so he got up and followed him into the house.

Zhang Qiang took the painting and handed it to Yan Dongsheng: "Master, look, this is an ancient painting. I heard it is worth a lot of money."

Yan Dongsheng opened it, and saw that it was indeed an ancient painting.

However, he didn't understand either, and asked blankly, "What kind of painting is this? What year is it?"

"Don't make things difficult for the young ones. The young ones can only see that there are two old men on it, but they don't know anything else."

"Where did you get it from?"

"A foreigner came to drink mutton soup, but he forgot it when he left. When I asked later, the younger one said he didn't see it. Seeing him like that, he was very anxious, so the younger one thought it should be very valuable."

"Foreigners' crafts should be good things. I'll go to the Treasure Building to ask later. Hey, how can you be willing to honor Lao Tzu with such a good thing? Can't you keep it for yourself?"

"The little one is destined to sell mutton soup. It's a disaster to keep such precious things in your hands. Only noble people like you deserve this kind of thing. Besides, the little one doesn't think it's a good thing. It can't be used as firewood. You can't cook a pancake."

"Okay, boy, you have a conscience. If it's really a good thing, I won't take advantage of you for nothing and waive your fee for a year."

"Thank you, Lord Yan!"

When the two left the house, Yan Dongsheng deliberately hid the scroll in his sleeve so that no one could see it.

Is the wealth not revealed?

Sitting at the table, Liu Deshan just brought out the soup and biscuits. Yan Dongsheng just got an ancient painting, full of joy, and began to eat it happily - he felt that today's mutton soup was particularly delicious and very flavorful.

Regarding his arrival, Li Shiqun saw him upstairs, but he didn't care.

The mysterious interaction between Yan Dongsheng and Zhang Qiang did not arouse his suspicion.

Because he knew Yan Dongsheng so well, it was impossible for this guy to be a connector, let alone a "cobra".

Zhang Qiang's sense of mystery, in his opinion, is at most wanting Yan Dongsheng to reduce his fee.

He doesn't doubt it, but that doesn't mean others don't doubt it.The interaction between Yan Dongsheng and Zhang Qiang fell into Li Shui's eyes, and Li Shui paid attention.

Of course, he knew Yan Dongsheng and knew the relationship between Yan Dongsheng and Li Shiqun, so he naturally wouldn't talk too much.

At this moment, Li Shiqun suddenly saw two groups of people coming from the east and west at the same time, and by visual estimation, there were 60 people.

Some of these people were holding sticks, some were holding machetes, aggressively, they went straight to Yan Dongsheng who was drinking soup.

(End of this chapter)