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As soon as you enter the room. Yang Denghuan opened the window and looked down from top to bottom, taking in an unobstructed view of Pingtan Teahouse.

Yang Denghuan took out a large bunch of bright red peppers from the bag, hung them outside the window sill, and then closed the window.

This string of chili peppers is the contact signal. But it was not a communication signal between Yang Denghuan and Cao Youguang.

As for whose contact signal it was, Yang Denghuan currently had no idea. He just followed Cao Youguang's instructions and hung up the peppers as soon as he entered the door.

Yang Denghuan was hanging peppers, and the woman was not idle either. She opened the door a crack and looked outside.

"How is it? Is the view enough?" Yang Denghuan asked.

"No, I can't see it. Let me think of a solution." The woman shook her head and said.

The woman calculated the direction of Room 408, holding a small round mirror in her hand, and kept moving the direction on the wall. After trying it several times, a smile appeared on her face.

"Is it done?" Yang Denghuan asked.

"Hang a mirror at this angle and you can see clearly." The woman pointed to a spot on the wall and said.

"Driving a nail? You have to use a hammer! Isn't this the same as reporting to the target? But how can you drive a nail into the wall without using the hammer?" Yang Denghuan glanced at the plaster wall, looked embarrassed, and scratched He said scratching his head.

The woman was speechless, glanced at Yang Denghuan, and took out a slender iron nail from her pocket. Yang Denghuan said in surprise: "Hey, so you have prepared the iron nail yourself?"

The woman ignored Yang Denghuan and pressed the nail against the wall. She turned her right hand and screwed it in. As the lime powder fell, the iron nail was gradually turned in.

"How powerful!" Yang Denghuan raised his thumb in surprise and praised: "Women are not inferior to men, it's really amazing."

The woman pushed the iron nail into the wall and hung up the small round mirror in her hand. The door of the room opened a gap. From the mirror, the door of Room 408 could be seen clearly.

Yang Denghuan looked at it for a few times and then asked: "If we do this, we won't make the target suspicious, right?"

"Room 408 is at the end of the stairs. There is no special reason. The target will not come this way. If he comes, we will close the door." The woman said coldly.

Yang Denghuan nodded vigorously and said with great appreciation: "It makes sense! I didn't see it, but you are quite attentive. That's it, you move a chair and sit here, observe every move in room 408, and don't let anything go. A touch of detail.”

After Yang Denghuan finished speaking, he fell back and lay sprawled on the bed, muttering: "Nima, I'm so exhausted! I have to carry such a big baggage myself, so I need to take a good rest now. Got it!"

The woman said nothing and didn't look unhappy at all. She moved a chair and sat opposite the mirror, looking at the mirror without blinking.

"What's your name? Why haven't I seen you before?" Yang Denghuan glanced sideways at the woman and asked with a smile.

The woman was silent, and Yang Denghuan said with a smile: "There must be a name, otherwise it will always be you and you, how rude."

"There are only two of us in the room. As soon as you open your mouth, you will know that you are talking to me and what you want to call me." The woman said expressionlessly.

"That's not necessarily the case. I like to talk to myself. Don't be surprised when the time comes." Yang Denghuan put his hands behind his head and said leisurely, looking at the ceiling.

"My name is Ah Qi." The woman said directly, not wanting to talk to Yang Denghuan.

"Ah Qi? Are you ranked seventh?" Yang Denghuan asked.

The woman Ah Qi ignored him, and Yang Denghuan smiled again: "Are you a subordinate of Team Leader Cao?"

Ah Qi was stunned, glanced at Yang Denghuan, shook his head and said, "Our team leader is Liao Hongwei."

Yang Denghuan didn't believe that any of his subordinates would call the team leader by his first name, but it didn't matter to him. He smiled and said nothing.

However, Cao Youguang's ambitions are not small, and Shanghai is the core of his strength.

It seems that no matter what, Cao Youguang will try his best to return to Shanghai. Staying in Peiping may not be the best choice for Cao Youguang.

And it is not difficult to see that this time Cao Youguang has spent a lot of money, and he does not hesitate to use his connections and even hidden power. He is going to make a desperate move to get the capital left in Shanghai on the "Extended Travel Plan" case!

"The door to room 408 is open!" Ah Qi suddenly lowered her voice and whispered.

Yang Denghuan jumped up from the bed and walked to the mirror. He happened to see Kawashita Sera wearing a peaked cap, a coat, and a pair of dark sunglasses, lowering his head and walking down the stairs.

"Take back the pepper." Ah Qi suddenly said.

Where is Sera Kawashita going? Yang Denghuan didn't have time to think too much, and quickly walked to the window, opened the window and took back the pepper skewers.

Pingtan teahouse.

A man in a gray suit outside the door saw that the pepper skewers in Yang Denghuan's room were taken away. He seemed to casually pat the newspaper in his palm twice, and several rickshaw drivers approached the door of Spring Hotel.

Kawashita Sera walked out of the hotel, waved to the nearest rickshaw, and shouted: "Rickshaw!"

The rickshaw driver quickly came over and stopped the rickshaw. Kawashita Sera raised his legs and got into the car. The driver pulled the rickshaw and ran away.

"Where are you going, sir?" the driver asked as he pulled the cart.

"Galaxy Cinema." Kawashita Sera said.

"Galaxy Cinema, sir, please sit down!" the rickshaw driver shouted loudly, speeding up and running forward.

"Rickshaw!" A woman wearing a cheongsam and pulling an eight or nine-year-old child shouted from behind.

"Where are you going, madam?" A rickshaw driver hurriedly came forward to say hello. The woman and the child had just settled down. The rickshaw driver didn't wait for the woman to speak before he started running. He was more than ten meters away from Sera Kawashita and followed him from a distance.

Kawashita Sera obviously didn't realize that anyone was following him from behind. He leaned against the backrest of the rickshaw carriage, his brows furrowed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After walking through the streets and alleys, more than ten minutes later, the rickshaw stopped in front of the steps of the Star Cinema. The rickshaw driver wiped his sweat and panted and turned back and said: "Sir, the Star Cinema is here, two cents."

After the rickshaw driver finished speaking, he smiled honestly and extended his hand.

Kawashita Sera looked expressionless as he took out a five-cent note from his pocket and handed it over.

The coachman took it and looked at Kawashita Sera, waiting for him to say "No need to look for it", but Kawashita Sera was not so generous and looked at the coachman.

The driver reluctantly took out a dime and handed it to Kawashita Sera. He smiled apologetically and said, "Sir, I just opened my business today. This is your first business, so you only have so much change..."

Under normal circumstances, when the coachman said this, most of the patrons in the coach waved their hands and turned away.

Hearing that the driver had no change, Kawashita Sera became a little anxious. He stretched out his hand to grab the five cents and said anxiously: "No change? I'll go over there and change it for you."

The driver reacted very quickly. When he saw Kawashita Sera approaching, he quickly raised his hand. Even so, the money in his hand was almost snatched away by Kawashita Sera.

"I'll look through it again, don't worry!" As the coachman spoke, he touched his pocket up and down, took out a two-cent copper and handed it to Kawashita Sera.

Kawashita Sera stretched out his hand to take it, then turned and left. The woman took her child with her and got out of the car behind Kawashita Sera. She looked over from a distance. Not far in front of Kawashita Sera, there was a stall selling roasted sweet potatoes. The woman said, "Want to eat roasted sweet potatoes? But you can only eat one piece at most." Son!"

After saying that, he took the child's hand and followed Kawashita Sera forward.

Kawashita Sera turned around along the steps and walked for more than ten steps before lifting his legs up the steps and walking towards the entrance of the cinema.

The woman and her child didn't even look at Sera Kawashita, and walked straight towards the stall selling roasted sweet potatoes.

Kawashita Sera went up the steps, but instead of walking towards the ticket office, he walked towards the pillar at the end.

Standing next to the pillar, Kawashita Sera glanced around, turned around, blocked the pillar, quietly took out the chalk from his pocket, drew a few strokes on the pillar, then hurriedly walked down the steps and walked quickly to the opposite side of the road. Turned into a small alley.

A rickshaw followed Sera Kawashita into the alley.

The woman bought roasted sweet potatoes for her child, and the child stood next to the stall and ate them. The woman looked at the child eating the roasted sweet potatoes with a loving face, and said with a smile: "Silly boy, I'm not trying to fight you, eat slowly. "

The woman waited patiently for the child to finish the roasted sweet potatoes, then reached out for her handkerchief, wiped the corners of the child's mouth, and pushed up the hair that had fallen from her ears, and then glanced left and right.

The woman took the child and walked slowly up the steps. She walked slowly from the last pillar to the ticket office. She glanced at the billboard and shook her head with a wry smile. Then she took the child and left the ticket office. , walked down the steps, asked for a rickshaw, and headed back the way we came.

Pingtan teahouse.

When the song ended and everyone dispersed, most of the tea guests had left, and the fat man also rushed to the backstage excitedly. In the teahouse in front, only Cao Youguang's table of guests remained.

Several entourages were smashing melon seeds without restraint. Cao Youguang seemed to be still in high spirits. He squinted his eyes, tapped the rhythm, and hummed a Pingtan ditty. Although it was a bit ridiculous, but as a listener, he was already very good.

The waiter came over and said to Cao Youguang with a smile on his face: "Sir, the show is over for today. If you are interested, please come early tomorrow."

Cao Youguang glanced sideways at the waiter and said coldly: "You bully me, a foreigner, because you don't understand the rules? Let me tell you, I am a serious Gusu man! Maybe a teahouse from Gusu won't follow the rules when it comes to Shanghai!"

The waiter was stunned for a moment, and Cao Youguang said coldly: "I didn't hear enough, I want to stay overnight."

"This...that gentleman..."

"What about this and that, stop talking nonsense to me, are you afraid that I can't afford the money?" After Cao Youguang said this, he said to a follower: "You guys, go over and persuade the fat man to go home and sleep quickly, don't disturb him I enjoy listening to the music!"

Several attendants stood up and went straight to the backstage. The waiter was obviously startled and quickly tried to stop him, saying: "There is no such rule, there is no such rule..."

"That's because I didn't come. If I had come, this rule would have been in place already!" Cao Youguang said coldly, glaring at the waiter.

After a while, the fat man had a look of horror on his face. He lowered his head and walked out of the gate. When passing Cao Youguang, he didn't dare to raise his head.

The guy hurriedly chased after him, wanting to explain a few words politely, but the fat man waved his hands as if he were avoiding the plague, raised his hand to ask for a rickshaw, and left as fast as he could.

"I'm not going anywhere today. I'll close the door and let's sing all night. Tomorrow I won't lose a penny from you!" Cao Youguang said carelessly.

The man was experienced in the world, and the teahouse was a place where dragons and snakes mixed together. How could he not see the clues and wanted to go out to report the news? A follower was already following him, not leaving.

"Sit here and listen to the music obediently. When the girl is tired of singing, she goes to rest for a while. I don't care! But there is only one thing. The strings and pipa must be played for me, and the lights must be lit for me! People must also stay for me. , no one is allowed to leave!" Cao Youguang said domineeringly.

As soon as the teahouse door rang, the rickshaw driver, women and children rushed in.

"What's going on?" Cao Youguang asked as he signaled his entourage to take the man away.

"I went to Starlight Cinema, but the target didn't go in, and I didn't dare to follow him too close. I left after the target got out of the car," said the rickshaw driver.

"But..." The rickshaw driver hesitated.

"But what?" Cao Youguang asked.

"The target seems to be short of money." The rickshaw driver added.

Cao Youguang nodded and asked the woman, "How are you doing here? What did you find?"

"I went up to take a look, and the target left a symbol on the very edge of the corridor," the woman said.

"What symbol?" Cao Youguang asked.

"A flame, but it's different from the normal flame pattern. It seems to have some special meaning in it." The woman thought for a while and said.

"What does it mean?" Cao Youguang asked.

"It's crooked, like words, but it's also plausible and unclear." The woman said.

"Can you draw the pattern?" Cao Youguang asked.

"Yes." The woman nodded and said.

Cao Youguang signaled, and an attendant quickly took out a pen and paper and placed it on the table.

The woman picked up the pen on the table, but instead of drawing, she handed it to the child next to her.

The child was not polite. He took the pen and started to draw it without hesitation. After a while, he drew the pattern.

Cao Youguang was a little confused, looked at the woman and said, "Is it reliable? You don't even have to think about it?"

The woman nodded and smiled: "This child is a child prodigy with a super memory! As long as he takes a look at it, he can remember hundreds of numbers accurately!"

"So powerful!" Cao Youguang was also surprised and said with wide eyes.

"You joined our secret service at the age of eight. How awesome are you?" the woman said in a slightly exaggerated tone.

Cao Youguang looked at the flame pattern and saw that there were seven flames, and the flames were either high or low.

"This must be a signal sent by Sera Kawashita to someone, but we don't know the specific content." Cao Youguang said with a frown.

The woman also nodded and said in deep agreement: "Yes, if these symbols are only set for specific groups of people, then no one else can guess them except themselves, no matter how they guess."

Cao Youguang looked at the child, put on a smiling face, and asked gently: "Child, do you know the meaning of these flames?"

The child shook his head blankly, and the woman said: "There is no need to ask him about this. Apart from his amazing memory, this child is no different from ordinary children, or even worse than ordinary children."

Cao Youguang looked quite disappointed, and suddenly thought of Yang Denghuan, and asked the rickshaw driver: "Can these patterns be sent to the Spring Hotel?"

The rickshaw driver nodded and said, "Okay, that's no problem!" (End of Chapter)