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Chapter 120 Can You Give Him A Chance?
Chapter 118 Can You Give Him A Chance?
The double-decker bus continued to drive forward, and Chen Changqing turned to look out the window.

It seemed that he was admiring the scenery outside the window, but in fact he took out a yellow envelope from Chen Changqing's arms and handed it back:

"Give you."

Huang Zhicheng took the envelope, he looked around, after making sure that there was no one on the second floor of the bus?

He blatantly opened the envelope.

There are a few photos inside, and the yellow note that Chen Changqing glued with transparent film, and some of Chen Changqing's analysis and what happened.

Don't look at just a small envelope.

But from a professional point of view, it is full of dry goods.

Huang Zhicheng estimated that even if he asked himself to write, it would take two or three days to write these contents, because many things need to be analyzed with evidence, not made up like writing gossip.

This made Huang Zhicheng feel a little more satisfied.

Very good, just from this report, it can be seen that Chen Changqing is very hardworking.

Just browsing through the contents of the letter, Huang Zhicheng couldn't help thinking a little more in his eyes:

"This transaction is very important to Ah Xiao. Depending on the situation, he will go there in person. The date is NO.14."

"NO. 14?"

Huang Zhicheng, who frowned slightly, muttered to himself, his brain was running at high speed, and his eyes gradually became brighter:

"This is the anniversary of Ni Kun's death. He wants to deal with those three bosses?"

Chen Changqing shook his head, looked at the beautiful scenery outside the window as usual, but actually whispered:

"I don't know, I can only collect these at the moment."

Intelligence work is a very meticulous job that requires high precision.

Knowing is knowing, not knowing is not knowing.

Facing Chen Changqing's denial, Huang Zhicheng frowned slightly, with a slightly dissatisfied expression:
"Didn't Ah Xiao tell you anything else?"

Chen Changqing turned his head and glanced at Huang Zhicheng. His eyes were a little more dissatisfied, and then he looked at the scenery outside the window again:

"I have been in contact with the Ni family for less than half a year. What do you think he can say to me?"

Huang Zhicheng shook his head, with a forceful tone in his tone: "You are his younger brother, Ah Xiao is not that wary of you."

Chen Changqing didn't look back this time, he just asked back:
"Would you like to come?"

One thing to say, Chen Changqing's information is definitely important information.

Besides, he has only been in contact with the Ni family for less than half a year, and it is already very good to be able to do this. It is impossible for anyone to do better than Chen Changqing under the same circumstances.

Of course, it doesn't mean that Chen Changqing can't obtain more favorable information.

But the problem is that for a normal undercover agent, the higher the intelligence value obtained, the greater the risk.

It's not that Huang Zhicheng is ignorant of the risks involved. He is a front-line policeman, and he is very aware of the risks involved.

But he didn't care, because Chen Changqing was not the one who took the risk.

So even though Chen Changqing reprimanded him, Huang Zhicheng still didn't take it seriously, and instead pretended that I was preaching for your own good: "I want to come too, do you know how envious I am of your current opportunity? As long as this task Finished, at least give you a supervisor."

Chen Changqing rolled his eyes, and he directly yelled at him:

"Okay, tell me my police number."

Huang Zhicheng's face froze, and his eyes couldn't help but a little more angry, but if you observe carefully, you will find that apart from anger, there is actually a little panic in his eyes.

Here is a cold knowledge point.

At the beginning, Huang Zhicheng tricked Chen Yongren into being an undercover agent, and the trick he used was to make him continue to be a policeman.

At that time, Chen Changqing hadn't come yet, and Chen Yongren, who had just stepped into the society and was still very silly and sweet, immediately believed Huang Zhicheng's words.

But in fact, from the beginning to the end, Huang Zhicheng never thought of making him a regular, because from the beginning, Huang Zhicheng positioned him as an informant rather than an undercover agent. The two seem similar, but the actual difference is very different.

The former has no police number, while the latter is the real police.

But Huang Zhicheng is Huang Zhicheng after all. Although he does not have great wisdom, he still has a way of careful thinking.

The two sides quarreled once before. At that time, Huang Zhicheng thought that there would be such a day, so he frowned the next moment:
"The police number is recorded. I can't give it to you now. I can only wait for you to complete the task, upload all your information, and record it in your personal file. Then you can apply for the number."

Having said that, but in fact?

Three years after three years.

Looking at the silent Chen Changqing, feeling the oppression of the atmosphere, Huang Zhicheng changed the topic disapprovingly, as if he almost missed a gun last time:
"Forget it, let's not talk about this topic, what do you think?"

Chen Changqing shook his head, he didn't look back, but continued to look out the window:

"It's hard to say, I'm just curious, how will Han Chen be arranged next."

Looking at the material in his hand and Chen Changqing's doubts, Huang Zhicheng thought for a while:

"I guess it should be preparing to join forces to kill the other three."

Chen Changqing nodded. He lowered his head and fiddled with the Walkman in his hand: "It's not impossible. After all, Gandhi is dead. It's not difficult to kill the remaining three."

But the next moment, when Huang Zhicheng was about to speak, a voice suddenly came from the second-floor rear seat of the bus behind them:
"Wrong, Ah Xiao is not going to kill the three families, he even wants to get rid of Han Chen."

Huang Zhicheng's pupils shrank, he subconsciously turned his head to look, and looked at Lu Qichang wearing a hat, he couldn't help flashing a look of astonishment in his eyes:
"you……"

The chairs of the bus have backs, and the people sitting in the back row will not be seen as long as they lie down.

Because of the angle of view, and because Huang Zhicheng saw Chen Changqing as soon as he came up, he didn't check whether there were any Tibetans in the back seat!
Seeing Huang Zhicheng's stunned look, Lu Qichang walked over with a smile, and patted the other person's shoulder:

"Curious why I'm here? I've been with you for a few days."

Said that Lu Qichang sat down next to Huang Zhicheng, glanced casually at the yellow envelope in his hand: "I am also your superior, I want to know your next plan."

Huang Zhicheng frowned, and he inadvertently put the clues in his hand into a yellow envelope.

But Chen Changqing who was sitting in the front seat suddenly asked:
"Why did you kill Han Chen?"

Lu Qichang shrugged: "How do I know, maybe it's because Han Chen killed his father? Anyway, I have to ask Ni Yongxiao about it."

He does not mean that.

In Huang Zhicheng's view, Lu Qichang's words were hitting Chen Changqing, because Ni Yongxiao's father was also his father, and Lu Qichang did not want Chen Changqing to be an undercover agent from the beginning, but in Huang Zhicheng's ears, these words were no less than A thunderstorm.

Ni Yongxiao wants to kill Han Chen?

This is completely unreasonable. Everyone in the Xiangjiang community knows that the relationship between Ni Yongxiao and Han Chen is as good as wearing a pair of pants.

And with Lu Qichang beating Chen Changqing's words fell.

Thinking of a possibility, Huang Zhicheng's face suddenly changed, and he subconsciously stood up:

"I suddenly remembered something."

Lu Qichang froze for a moment, he looked at Huang Zhicheng suspiciously:
"In such a hurry, I have reserved a table and treat you to dinner tonight."

But Huang Zhicheng shook his head, he seemed anxious: "It's urgent, I have to go now."

Saying that, regardless of the frowns of Chen Changqing and Lu Qichang, he hurriedly walked to the first floor of the bus.

And with Huang Zhicheng's departure?

Lu Qichang frowned, with a puzzled look on his face:

"Is this gone?"

According to his understanding of Huang Zhicheng, it shouldn't be so unbearable at this time.

Chen Changqing shook his head disdainfully, because he thought of Huang Zhicheng telling himself seriously before, how much he envied Chen Changqing for having the present opportunity.

And now?

Looking at Huang Zhicheng's flustered look because of the fire burning himself at this moment, he couldn't help but look a little more disdainful: "Otherwise? He conspired to kill Ni Kun three years ago, and now Ah Xiao wants to kill Han Chen. Of course he in a hurry."

It's just that as Chen Changqing's voice fell, Lu Qichang's eyes couldn't help but get a little more tangled:
"Aren, I want to ask you something."

Chen Changqing turned his head and glanced at him: "What's the matter?"

Lu Qichang was silent for a moment, and pleading flashed in his eyes: "Can you give him a chance."

Chen Changqing didn't speak, he just asked back: "Are you sure he can really catch it?"

Lu Qichang: "..."

Looking at the silent Lu Qichang, Chen Changqing shook his head, and he patted Lu Qichang on the shoulder:

"Let's go first, Mr. Lu, you think about this question slowly, I still have something to do."

Give Huang Zhicheng a chance?
Are you kidding, not to mention that he gave it, can he catch it, even if he really catches it, so what?
What the top management needs is stability, not immortality.

Huang Zhicheng had to die, not because Ni Yongxiao wanted to kill him, but because only after his death could the high-level officials successfully intervene in the grievances between the Ni family and Han Chen.

(End of this chapter)