Scholars in the courtyard.

Chapter 1895 Avengers

Shanghai.

Zheng Chaoyang looked at the middle-aged man eating rice noodles in front of him, and then glanced at the puppy lying on the ground beside him, also eating rice noodles.

The whole person became a mess.

There are dozens of people in their police station, but they are not as efficient as a dog.

He picked up the chopsticks, scooped up the rice noodles and tasted them, then shouted to someone not far away, "Waiter, give me some spicy food."

After a while, a bottle of chili powder was brought over, and Zheng Chaoyang scooped some with chopsticks and sprinkled it on the rice noodles.

"Chief Zheng, you like chili peppers too."

The middle-aged man smelled the chili powder in the air and instinctively looked back.

"Yeah, when I was in Sijiu City, I liked the taste of mutton soup."

"Later, I came to Shanghai. Everything here tastes sweet, which I can't get used to, so I like to add some chili."

Zheng Chaoyang said with a smile.

The middle-aged man in front of him was the son of Uncle Chen that Yang Xiaotao mentioned, Chen Changjun.

He had also investigated this man, and found out that he was an excellent worker and his wife was also a worker.

This kind of dual-income family itself indicates a problem of class background.

What's more, this operation also requires his cooperation, so the two of them have a good relationship and some things will not be hidden.

Chen Changjun nodded. "When I was a kid in the old city, I often went to the mutton stall outside the alley to drink soup. But I didn't have money at that time, so I drank from small bowls. And I only drank the soup, which made me feel full. But when I went home and peed, I deflated it."

As Chen Changjun spoke, Zheng Chaoyang smiled and nodded, "Yes, yes, me too, me too."

"After drinking, I didn't dare to walk fast, for fear that Yang would come out."

The two immediately had common memories of their childhood.

"It's just that, after living in Shanghai for these years, my wife doesn't eat spicy food, and I haven't seen chili peppers for many years. When I first smelled it, I was a little uncomfortable."

Chen Changjun sighed, and Zheng Chaoyang had the same expression, "Environment can change a person's living habits."

Chen Changjun nodded, then put down the bowl, picked up the chili powder and sprinkled some in it. Zheng Chaoyang was a little surprised, and saw Chen Changjun stirring the rice noodles with chopsticks, "Environment can change a person's habits, but it can't change the roots in his bones."

Zheng Chaoyang nodded in approval.

It was like he had returned to Old Beijing, and he naturally had a feeling of returning to his roots.

"By the way, Yang Xiaotao, how much do you know?"

"Xiao Tao?"

Chen Changjun stopped smiling and looked at Zheng Chaoyang with a suspicious expression.

"Don't get me wrong, I just want to understand."

Zheng Chaoyang still had a smile on his face. Chen Changjun lowered his head, picked up the bowl, and lost himself in memories.

"Xiao Tao, he must have been eight or nine years old when I left."

"At that time, their family moved in later than ours."

"Later, Xiao Tao's mother passed away, and his father raised him alone. There were people in the courtyard who proposed marriages to his father, but he rejected them all."

"We all know that his father doesn't want to find him a stepmother and doesn't want him to suffer."

"What a pity, Uncle Lao Gen is not that lucky."

Chen Changjun sighed, some of the things he saw himself, and some of the things he heard from his parents.

"Later, Xiao Tao also worked hard. He was the best student in the whole courtyard."

"If Uncle Lao Gen hadn't gotten into trouble, I think this kid would have been able to get into college and become a university student."

Zheng Chaoyang nodded after hearing this. "I think there is no problem with this. This kid is more interested in studying than working."

"Haha, that's right. When this kid was a kid, many people in the courtyard called him a nerd and laughed at him."

"But look now, the people who laughed at him have become the joke."

The two of them ate and chatted about Yang Xiaotao.

"Chief, there is a situation."

Just as the two were talking, a young man ran over and whispered.

Zheng Chaoyang quickly put down the bowl, picked up the water cup beside him and took a sip, then stood up and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Chief, of the five targets we are monitoring, number 12 and number 8 are meeting each other."

"material."

Zheng Chaoyang asked hurriedly, and the clerk next to him immediately took out the information of the two people.

No. 8, Wang Guofu, male, 42 years old, coal yard worker.

No. 12, Xiang Jingrong, male, 40 years old, theater actor.

"Who of these two is looking for whom?"

"Number 12 took the initiative."

"Still there now?"

"Yes, the two met in the park. Although they were just passing by, they definitely exchanged information."

The clerk said affirmatively. Zheng Chaoyang frowned and then looked at Chen Changjun. "Comrade Chen Changjun, I have to trouble your Wanghu again."

Chen Changjun nodded, "Huzi, let's get started."

Wanghu licked the bowl, then stood up, shook his body, looked at Zheng Chaoyang, and barked twice.

It still remembers that it was the person in front of it that scared the little master to tears.

Zheng Chaoyang was yelled at twice by Wanghu and felt helpless.

The dog has not been very friendly to him these days, which is why Chen Changjun followed him.

Otherwise, let alone searching for the enemy, it would be good enough if it didn't bite him.

Chen Changjun touched Wanghu's head and nodded to Zheng Chaoyang.

After a while, Chen Changjun and Zheng Chaoyang led their men to follow Wanghu from a distance. In front of Wanghu, there was a figure who was walking like an ordinary person.

"Chief Zheng, have we been here before?"

Chen Changjun suddenly asked as he passed the intersection.

Zheng Chaoyang was frowning and thinking about something. When he heard Chen Changjun say this, he immediately became alert.

Then he patted his thigh.

The enemy is circling and conducting counter-reconnaissance!
Careless, careless!
Zheng Chaoyang's expression changed drastically. With Wanghu's help, he actually let down his guard.

Almost exposed.

Fortunately, it was discovered early and should not have been exposed.

"Go, go, go!"

"Let's go to the side. You let Wanghu move freely and ignore the others."

Chen Changjun nodded and then walked to the side.

Wanghu looked back, not knowing what it meant, so he continued to move forward, leaving some liquid beside him from time to time.

After Zheng Chaoyang and his companions arrived at a dark corner, they disappeared. "Chief, have we lost them?"

The clerk whispered on the side that although the other party was counter-reconnaissance, they were not pushovers.

What's more, the other party's situation is already completely under control, and it would only take a moment to catch him.

"This isn't his place."

Zheng Chaoyang recalled Xiang Jingrong's information and found that this place did not match his residence.

"Chief, this is definitely not his residence."

"Then why is he here?"

Zheng Chaoyang showed doubt on his face and the investigator shook his head.

"This is the first time he has come here during this period, and we have no previous information on this."

"Section Chief, do you want to go in and control him?"

Zheng Chaoyang pondered for a moment, then shook his head, "No, it's better to be still than to move at this time."

"Let's wait and see, maybe we'll get something."

Zheng Chaoyang's eyes were deep, and he placed all his hopes on Wanghu.

"Look ahead, it's pitch black."

An old accent came out of Xiang Jingrong's mouth, quite like that of a stage troupe.

People around also looked at him when they saw him, and many of them knew him and greeted him.

Xiang Jingrong walked and looked to the side.

Only after he was sure that there was no tail did he hum a little tune and leisurely walk into the residential area.

After a while, Xiang Jingrong came to the door of a room on the top floor, looked around, and then knocked on the door.

After a moment, the door opened and Xiang Jingrong slipped in.

In the room, a middle-aged woman in a white short-sleeved shirt and shorts stood aside, looking out through the window.

Although the woman is not young, she has a well-proportioned figure. The short-sleeved shirt she wears cannot hide her curves, and her short hair makes her look more capable.

Only after Xiang Jingrong came in did the woman draw the curtains with an indifferent expression.

"Haven't you seen enough?"

But the woman spoke in a cold voice, which made Xiang Jingrong's heart tremble.

"I wonder what happened to my wife?"

Xiang Jingrong said stubbornly, "I'm not leaving tonight. I'm sleeping with you."

Then he sat aside, picked up the thermos on the table, poured water into the jar and took a sip.

The woman sneered, "Oh, aren't you afraid of being seen?"

"See it, I'm going to be a playboy tonight."

Hearing Xiang Jingrong say this, the woman's originally cold face suddenly showed a smile, like a blooming peony, and then she unbuttoned one of the buttons on her chest, which made Xiang Jingrong's heart beat faster.

But Xiang Jingrong still had some sense at the moment, knowing that he had come here for something important, so he took a sip of water and continued, "I went to see Wang Guofu and told him the news, asking him to be prepared. I will notify you later about the specific time of action."

The woman nodded slightly, then sat on the chair next to her, crossed her legs, took out a cigarette and lit it.

When Xiang Jingrong saw it, he couldn't help but reach out and touch it, and the woman didn't mind.

"This operation is over, let's leave. This is not our home after all."

Xiang Jingrong was feeling the softness and smoothness, and when he heard the woman say this, his heart tightened, and then he asked, "Is there something wrong?"

The woman shook her head. "No, I just feel uneasy. I feel like something is wrong this time."

"What's wrong? It's been like this for so many years."

"This time, if the person who came last time hadn't activated us, I would have considered myself a human being."

Xiang Jingrong said this in a self-deprecating manner, and the woman also became indifferent.

The quiet days are broken and we are about to step into a bloody storm. The change is too fast and people are at a loss.

"You said, both of them have the opportunity to do it this time, why do they have to let us do it?"

"The one in the north is Sijiu City, and there are people in the south as well. Can't they just attack directly?"

"Our mission is difficult enough, and now we are asked to kill people."

Xiang Jingrong saw that the woman didn't speak, so he asked again.

The woman shook the cigarette ash onto the back of Xiang Jingrong's hand and said casually, "They don't want to dirty their hands, so they use our hands to do it."

Xiang Jingrong sneered, "Then when they are done, they will push us out to quell their anger, right?"

The woman nodded, then looked at Xiang Jingrong, "Isn't this our destiny?"

Xiang Jingrong remained silent.

The woman continued to smile, "Think about our parents, relatives, and children back then."

"We are guilty, what are they guilty of?"

"Thinking about what they've been through, I feel like giving them a stab here will make my life worthwhile."

Xiang Jingrong didn't say much, but there was a flame of revenge in his eyes.

"By the way, for the tasks that were added temporarily this time, should we do them all at once or in order?"

The woman listened, puffing on her cigarette, and then looked at Xiang Jingrong, "If we're going to do it, of course we'll do it together."

"Kill one, and the enemy will be heartbroken."

"Kill two and the enemy will feel heartbroken."

The woman laughed wildly, and then pressed the cigarette butt on the back of Xiang Jingrong's hand. The severe pain made him grab the flesh on his leg involuntarily. The two of them smiled grimly for a while, "Besides, we have something good that will make them live a life worse than death."

After hearing this, Xiang Jingrong shuddered suddenly and looked at the woman with fear.

No, it's the fear of the 'good stuff'.

He once saw with his own eyes a strong man who, just because he was touched by this good stuff, became like a dog and did whatever he was told to do.

He would do it even if it meant betraying his own beliefs.

This thing is the devil.

Once you are contaminated, you will go to hell.

The woman saw Xiang Jingrong's fear, leaned forward, and then grabbed his hand to explore inside.

"Don't worry, that thing is very expensive. It's not worth using on ordinary targets."

Xiang Jingrong pulled his mouth and nodded.

Xiang Jingrong finally did not fulfill his promise to go into the house. After he finished speaking, he immediately got up and left.

The woman did not try to keep him. After sending the man away, she looked out the window for a while. After making sure that no one was following her, she sat back on the bed.

He pondered for a moment, then picked up a book on the bedside table, opened it and started reading until he felt sleepy, then he lay down to rest.

Just as the woman was sleeping, a puppy suddenly appeared downstairs, then wagged its tail behind it and climbed up the stairs.

And in the darkness, a pair of angry eyes were staring through the lenses!