The train driver in the courtyard

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At this time Zhou Ke could no longer hold on.

Li Aiguo said: "Zhou Ke, you go back first. I'll keep an eye on you."

"No, I'll just lie down on the sofa for a while." Zhou Ke stretched and leaned on the sofa.

Bai Jingtian raised his head and said somewhat depressedly: "Leader, I'm sleepy too."

As soon as he finished speaking, a handful of red peppers appeared in front of him.

"After eating the chili pepper, continue to check the tape, and then you can make atonement for your sins!"

Bai Jingtian had no choice but to put a handful of chili peppers into his mouth.

Don't tell me, this thing is really effective.

He perked up instantly.

Would this be considered a violation in future generations?

After investigating so many cases, Li Aiguo finally understood the difficulties of his comrades.

It's like catching a Dieter. He knows the location of the bomb burial site. Once the bomb explodes, it will cause hundreds or thousands of casualties.

Dieter was determined not to reveal the location of the burial site.

At this time, are you taking the risk of violating the regulations to deal with Dieter?
Or should I earnestly advise Dieter in accordance with the regulations and hope that he will find out with his conscience?
Li Aiguo believes that he will choose the first option.

He doesn't think he's a good person.

Only a dead Dieter is a good Dieter.

Of course, in this day and age, the chances of such concerns occurring are slim.

Even Bai Jingtian himself had no intention of complaining.

He also knew he had made a mistake.

Time passed bit by bit.

Just when it was getting dark, Bai Jingtian suddenly shouted loudly.

"Leader, I found out, this is my master!"

Bai Jingtian pointed at the TV screen and yelled.

Li Aiguo rushed over and pressed the pause button.

Zhou Ke was also awakened and ran over with bare feet.

"Where is it?"

"It's the man wearing a gray tunic suit with a middle parting. His hands are in his trouser pockets, and you can't see the missing fingers. But I can be sure that this is my master." Bai Jingtian said confidently.

Although the picture quality of TV sets is relatively poor these days, the picture is still very clear due to the use of master tapes.

Li Aiguo pressed the play button, and the scene showed that Zhou Dafang was just like the comrades of the general delegation. He walked around the square and then went straight into the exhibition hall.

"He actually got the pass!" Zhou Ke was so frightened that his sleepiness suddenly disappeared, and he felt a sudden fear in his heart.

If Zhou Dafang hadn't been discovered in advance, who knows what this guy could have done.

“As long as mistakes can be made, someone will make them.”

Li Aiguo said calmly: "Some people think that they have a special status and never take organizational discipline into their hearts. Their carelessness often requires others to pay the price for them."

Although Li Aiguo didn't know exactly who lost the Canton Fair pass, the fact that he was able to avoid being investigated showed that this person had extraordinary energy.

No matter what era you are in, there are a group of people who like to be special.

"What should we do now?" Zhou Ke asked.

Li Aiguo said: "Contact Yang Jizong immediately and report the matter. I will go to reporter Zhao and find a way to fix the photo."

After Zhou Ke left, Li Aiguo called a security officer to take Bai Jingtian back.

Before leaving, Bai Jingtian asked: "Leader, can I be considered guilty and meritorious?"

"Forget it! As long as we find out clearly and the whole thing has nothing to do with you, I will definitely intercede on your behalf."

"Pfft" Bai Jingtian knelt down and kowtowed to Li Aiguo: "Thank you, leader."

Li Aiguo actually sympathizes with Bai Jingtian. When his father abandoned him, he was only a teenager and had a bad background, so he went astray.

Of course, if you do something wrong, you should be held responsible.

According to Bai Jingtian's crime, he still needs to stay there for a few years.

Zhao Ning had already gotten up at this time. When he saw Li Aiguo standing outside the door, he quickly closed the door.

When he appeared again, Zhao Ning's hair had been combed and smoothed, his face had been cleaned, and his expression was still as cold as ice.

"Driver Li, what's the matter with you?"

"We've made progress and need to borrow a camera from you."

"wait."

After a while.

Zhao Ning came to the office with a camera and, under the guidance of Li Aiguo, took a photo on the screen.

There is no screenshot function these days, so we have to use native methods.

"Zhao Ning, can you ask the comrade who develops the photos to enlarge the faces on the screen?" Li Aiguo explained.

"That's no problem. I have acquaintances at Yangcheng TV Station. There are professional film developers there. How many films do you need?"

"Three hundred tickets, I'll pay the fee first."

Li Aiguo took out a handful of banknotes from his pocket and handed them to Zhao Ning.

In the future, this money can also be reimbursed through the organizing committee.

In the early morning, Yangcheng was shrouded in light mist.

Zhou Dafang was sitting in the breakfast shop, and the delicious rice rolls in front of him seemed bland and tasteless.

"Comrade, can I sit here?"

A man wearing a top hat and a mask came over and sat next to him.

Zhou Dafang looked around and lowered his voice: "What are you going to do, invite me here so early! Aren't you afraid that I will be discovered?"

At this time, the waiter came to register, and the masked man asked for a basket of steamed buns.

"Shangfeng is very dissatisfied with your actions. The dagger you stole didn't play its intended role at all."

"It was your idea to steal the dagger!"

"Okay, now is not the time to break up."

The masked man lowered his voice and said: "I have prepared a box for you. As long as you send the box to the museum tomorrow, I will take you to Hong Kong City."

"Box." Zhou Dafang squatted down while tying his shoelaces and saw a rattan box placed under the table.

He was not a young child, so he naturally realized that there could be no good things in the box.

"There won't be firecrackers here, right?" He took a breath.

"Why do you care so much!" The masked man stood up and pushed the steamed dumplings in front of him, "Please eat."

"Remember, you only have this one chance."

After saying a word, the masked man gathered up his windbreaker and disappeared into the crowd.

Zhou Dafang looked at his back, picked up the chopsticks, picked up a bun and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Well, it tastes pretty good."

After finishing a basket of steamed buns, two figures rushed in from outside.

They attached themselves to Zhou Dafang's ears and whispered: "Old Zhou, we followed him for two streets and found out where the other party lives."

A sneer appeared at the corner of Zhou Dafang's mouth: "The guy with a rat head and a rat tail has been hiding for so long, and finally exposed his flaws. Setting off firecrackers is a fatal thing. If there is a problem, we can't bear the blame for nothing."

"Firecrackers." The faces of the two of them suddenly turned ugly, "Then shall we still follow what he said?"

"Do it! Why not do it?"

Zhou Dafang said coldly: "That person is right. No matter how many people die, what does it have to do with us?"

(End of this chapter)