Violators Club

Chapter 102 He doesn't deserve it!
Chapter 100 He's Unworthy!

The sky was gray, and a cloud of mist drifted past like a haze.

In front of the gate of Baile Game City, there is a white car parked.

Yang Jinrong was sitting in the driver's seat, holding a half-lit Marlboro in his hand.

And on the colored bricks next to the car, there were seven or eight scattered cigarette butts, his fingers were slightly yellowed from the smoke, and he didn't know if it was because of smoking, but there were a few bloodshot eyes in his eyes.

In fact, Yang Jinrong doesn't like smoking. He always feels that smoking by the police is something that affects the image.

So under normal circumstances he would not smoke, but today's situation is a bit special.

Glancing at his watch, he saw that it was already eleven o'clock.

Throwing away the cigarette butt in his hand, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket, but looking at the string of numbers on it, Yang Jinrong couldn't help but hesitate in his eyes.

It was one of my uncles who came to see Chen Changqing today.

The uncle's surname is Yang, and he is a very qualified teacher in the police academy. Yang Jinrong's desire to become a policeman was largely due to the influence of this uncle. As for why he invited Chen Changqing to dinner?

The uncle didn't say it clearly, but during the conversation, the other party implicitly mentioned that he should keep a certain distance from Chen Changqing!

The person who can be favored by Chen Changqing,
Not counting being stupid, the remaining Ah Zhi and Yang Jinrong are all very outstanding talents. Even if Teacher Yang didn't understand clearly, Yang Jinrong still guessed some problems.

First of all, Chen Changqing was an undercover agent, and he knew about it.

So here comes the question, as an uncle in the police academy, why did he come to Chen Changqing through himself instead of directly looking for Chen Changqing?
Simple thanks?
Don't make trouble, although the Gandhi case has a great impact, but after dividing the credit equally, everyone can actually get not much. There is no need to invite Chen Changqing to dinner because of this matter. He is not only Mr. Yang from the police academy Such an uncle.

This kind of words deceives seventeen or eighteen children, and the other party may not believe it.

Let alone cheating Yang Jinrong.

Considering the insinuation between the lines of the other party, Yang Jinrong had two guesses in his mind.

One possibility is that Chen Changqing's superior is his uncle, but this is impossible, because his uncle is a staff member of the police academy, not an internal police officer, and he is not qualified to arrange undercover agents.

Besides, Yang Jinrong knew that Chen Changqing's superior was Huang Zhicheng.

Another possibility is worse, that is Chen Changqing's rebellion!

Don't think that an undercover agent will always be an undercover agent. There are many people who can really stick to their beliefs from beginning to end, but they are definitely not too many.

This is why Yang Jinrong smokes so much. From the bottom of his heart, he doesn't want Chen Changqing to be a traitor, after all, he is his idol.

But judging from the data obtained so far?

There is a high probability that Chen Changqing will betray him. After all, unlike ordinary undercover agents, the person he needs to get close to is his own brother!

Blood is thicker than water, even undercover agents without family ties are likely to betray, let alone Chen Changqing?

This annoyed Yang Jinrong, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

And when he was wondering whether he should call Chen Changqing?
A crisp ringtone interrupted Yang Jinrong's thoughts, looking at the number on it, he subconsciously connected: "Ah Qing, you..."

But before he finished speaking, Chen Changqing's voice came from the other end of the phone:

"Don't wait, I'm in Tang Pavilion now, not in the game city."

Yang Jinrong froze for a moment, and instinctively looked at Baile next to him:
"Are you in Tang Pavilion?"

Due to the quality of the police, he did not immediately believe Chen Changqing's words.

After all, many clues now indicate that the other party is likely to rebel. Although it is only suspicion, the last thing the police can let go is suspicion, but Chen Changqing's subsequent words dispelled his suspicion:
"Yes, the rich box is not just me, your uncle is also there, do you want to come?"

Uncle is in Tang Pavilion?
This sentence has two meanings in Yang Jinrong's mind:
One is a change of plan, Chen Changqing is now with his uncle.

The other is that the two are now in Tang Pavilion, and as the top hotel in Xiangjiang?
No one would have a conflict in a place like Tang Pavilion.

Not even the Ni family, because the influence is too bad.

Yang Jinrong didn't understand why Chen Changqing chose this place, because Tang Pavilion was not a good choice, but after thinking for a moment, he took a deep breath:

"Come!"

Half an hour later, under the guidance of the waiter, Yang Jinrong pushed the door open with doubtful eyes.

The first thing you see when you enter the door is a pair of golden red tablecloths embroidered with peony patterns. The floor is covered with high-grade carpets, and the air exudes elegant incense. The second thing you see is wearing gold-rimmed glasses. Chen Changqing in a white shirt.

There was a glass of milk in front of him, and a cup of steaming green tea on the table next to him.

He noticed Yang Jinrong subconsciously looking around.

Chen Changqing smiled, he didn't say anything, but pointed to the cup of green tea next to him:
"Drink tea."

He looked a bit hesitant, he had thought about many scenarios before coming here, and he thought the most likely scenario was Chen Changqing's mutiny!

At present, Chen Changqing has completely surrendered to the Ni family, and the Gandhi case not long ago was actually using the police to expand the strength of the Ni family.

Now that Gandhi is dead, and Chen Changqing has also proved his loyalty, there is no need for him to hide it as before.

So in his vision, the situation in the room is not fatal, but serious.

Chen Changqing chose this place most likely for a showdown.

After all, Tang Pavilion is safe, and no one will do anything here.

But what Yang Jinrong didn't expect was that after he entered the room, Chen Changqing was the only one in the room, looking at the cup of green tea not far away.

He thought for a moment, then walked over:

"it is good."

A cup of green tea, soaked in the tea, the transparent glass has a layer of clear light green.

Yang Jinrong doesn't know much about tea, but he can feel that the quality of the tea should be good just by smelling it.

It's a little hot in the mouth, but the taste is very refreshing. Feeling the fresh green tea taste spreading in the mouth, Yang Jinrong's nervous expression became a little more relaxed.

This made Chen Changqing smile a little more.

He didn't speak, but picked up a Neon game magazine from the side. Chen Changqing didn't know what would happen in the recent period, but he knew that he must go to Neon in August.

The exclusive agent of King of Fighters 94, this involves his own future development direction, he is determined to win!
Ten minutes later, Yang Jinrong drank the last sip of green tea.

Chen Changqing glanced at him, ignored him, and continued to flip through the game magazine in his hand:
"Do you feel calmer?"

Yang Jinrong nodded, compared to the surprise and uncertainty before, after 10 minutes of quiet thinking.

Although his eyes flickered, his expression was a little more calm:
"Sorry, I was a little emotional before, Ah Qing, I have something to ask you."

Chen Changqing glanced at him, as if he knew what Yang Jinrong wanted to ask:
"Do you want to ask if I am from the Ni family?"

Yang Jinrong didn't speak, but looked at him silently, with sharp eyes as if asking—are you?

This made Chen Changqing laugh involuntarily, and closed the game magazine in his hand.

He didn't answer, but asked instead: "Don't you already have the answer in your heart?"

Biting his lip, Yang Jinrong seemed to want to say something.

But his mouth was open, but he couldn't utter a word.

Chen Changqing smiled. He patted Yang Jinrong on the shoulder. He didn't feel like a peer, but like an elder: "Don't be so impatient in the future. When you encounter problems, you must calm down and be gentle. Teacher Yang is opposite The box is waiting for you."

Yang Jinrong nodded, but when he stood up, he suddenly said:
"Ah Qing, my uncle has a good relationship with Police Officer Huang."

Chen Changqing glanced at Yang Jinrong, and the two looked at each other, as if swords and swords had passed by, the atmosphere suddenly froze.

But after a while, Chen Changqing waved his hands, his expression as usual:

"Go, don't make Teacher Yang wait."

Yang Jinrong heaved a sigh of relief. From Chen Changqing's eyes, he got a satisfactory answer, and followed Yang Jinrong's departure.

Pushing his gold-rimmed glasses, Chen Changqing picked up the milk cup and took a sip. While shaking his head and chuckling, a look of disdain flashed in his eyes.

Laughing because Yang Jinrong has grown up.

Although it was still a little tender, it also made him very happy.

As for disdain?

Yang Jinrong thought that the person he invited was Huang Zhicheng.

But in fact, is a little Huang Zhicheng worthy of Chen Changqing inviting him to Tang Pavilion?
He doesn't deserve it!
(End of this chapter)