The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

Chapter 997: Connection Allowed
"Here we are, everyone take your positions~!"

From the moment the first passenger appeared at the exit, the few people waiting at the door had already started an impromptu performance.

Several operatives disguised as laborers, together with Liu Qiang and Liu Lei, asked passengers walking out of the exit whether they wanted to take a ride on a cart.

The scene where the Northern dialect collides with the Cantonese dialect is so confusing that the listeners are stunned for a moment.

Lang Jingtian walked outside the station and saw this scene, and couldn't help but sneered grimly.

"Hmph, there have been some changes, but not much. It's a different era now, and there are still cattle cars parked at train stations~!"

He looked at the mule cart not far from the station entrance with some disgust. When faced with Kuhaha who came forward to ask questions, Lang Jingtian waved his hand disdainfully.

He could ride in a rickshaw, but he wasn't interested in riding in a vehicle pulled by animals.

After more than a decade away, the changes in the capital were indeed visible to everyone, but it was these coolies at the door that made him look at this country with contempt again.

Only when he got to the street did he see a bit of modern atmosphere, tall buildings and buses. Compared with Hong Kong, a city full of modernity, Beijing, in his eyes, was just that.

Lang Jingtian measured the endless stream of people on the road step by step. No matter how much he despised it, this backward city could still bring him endless wealth.

For example, the information that made him itch.

I got on the bus and looked at the scenery outside the window aimlessly. This city has changed a lot. Who would have thought that many places underground have been hollowed out.

Compared to the buildings on the street, what he wanted to see now was the secrets buried under the ground. Someone was willing to pay a large sum of green, ink-scented banknotes for these secrets.

After going around in circles, wandering between familiarity and strangeness, finally, standing at the door and after a few stops, Lang Jingtian got off the bus.

This is an anti-reconnaissance technique to prevent someone from following you in a car. Stand at the door, and when others think he is going to get off, he just doesn't get off. When others think he is not going to get off, he gets off at the moment the door is about to close. This is the opposite of what you are doing, giving people a feeling of being caught off guard.

Even he himself didn't know where he was going to get off, so how could others know?

After getting off the bus, his first reaction was to look quickly behind the bus. Seeing that there was no vehicle following him, Lang Jingtian smiled proudly and began to identify his location.

More than ten years later, when I came back again, I had changed my appearance and disguised myself. There was still a big difference between me and my past self, so I didn't have to worry about being recognized.

For safety reasons, he did not plan to meet anyone else this time except the intelligence officer he was meeting with.

After finding out his approximate location, Lang Jingtian went to Xijiaominxiang, where he had worked before.

That place was once the location of the central bank, so all private banks, large and small, are located there. It is known as the financial street of the capital. Lang Jingtian is a bank employee of the China Hua Bank.

There, in the chaotic times, he moved among several forces, using his position to make friends with the powerful and wealthy and to gather intelligence. What wars were fought for was money.

Money can be exchanged for arms and ammunition, and money can also make people indulge in a life of luxury. When people are addicted to it, they will use any means to continue to accumulate wealth, and their humanity will gradually be lost.

Red side, blue side, white side, outside side, he serves no one, yet can serve anyone. His soul has long been traded to the devil, and his faith has been swallowed up by a piece of banknote.

The old building of Guohua Bank still stands here, as well as other banks that he still remembers. When Lang Jingtian came here, except for some tree plaques along the street, everything else was still so familiar to him.

After walking hurriedly outside the old building and observing carefully, Lang Jingtian smiled. There were marks left in the obscure places, proving that the magazines arranged to be sent out had been received. As long as the magazines were received, the photos sandwiched in them must have been cracked by their own people through special methods.

All he needs to do is to get the token from the contact, get the key, and open the door to wealth.

After leaving a mark of permission for the contact, Lang Jingtian took the letter of introduction, went to a nearby hotel, booked a room, and had a good sleep. He was exhausted from the long journey and the fear in the past few days.

Unexpectedly, there was no ambush or alert at all, and there was no trace of tense atmosphere at all.

……

On the cruise ship in the park, Shen Xinnian faced the middle-aged man who wanted to borrow a cigarette. This time, the two looked at each other closely and observed each other with extreme caution.

"White Cat, it's rare to see someone smoking this~!"

Looking at the cigarette Shen Xinnian took out of his pocket, the middle-aged man asked with a hint of tact.

"Just came from the south, trying some northern cigarettes~!"

Shen Xinnian didn't know whether there was a specific contact code or not. The only thing he knew was that the contact person had come from the south. Now he could only rely on his own ingenuity to get through this hurdle.

The middle-aged man nodded without saying much, maintaining the strangeness of an ordinary person asking a stranger to borrow a cigarette.

Seeing that the other party no longer paid attention to him, Shen Xinnian also lit up a cigarette. The two of them leaned against the railing and looked at the scenery in the distance.

As the ferry slowly approached the shore, a psychological game was going on for nearly a kilometer. Shen Xinnian himself didn't know whether this response had made the other party suspicious.

The middle-aged man walked away silently without looking back at him. At this time, Shen Xinnian not only had to keep his eyes on the middle-aged man who was most likely the contact person, but also on whether his own people had followed here.

After getting off the boat, Shen Xinnian found his people in a short while. He breathed a sigh of relief and, through obscure gestures, told them not to come closer and to suspend the arrest.

I was following the middle-aged man not too far away, until he disappeared in a hotel by the lake in a park.

"Catch?"

"Don't do anything yet, let me see~!"

Shen Xinnian had no idea whether the other party chose to slip away through the back door or was waiting for him to hand over the information. He reminded the comrades nearby again and walked into the hotel alone.

"Sugar-coated tomatoes, salted duck eggs, a plate of peanuts, and a bottle of Beijing beer~!"

It was not until she saw the middle-aged man leaning against the window in the restaurant had already ordered the dishes that Shen Xinnian's heart slowly calmed down.

"Have a drink, it's been a long journey!"

Seeing Shen Xinnian following in, the middle-aged man did not have a single doubt. After sitting down, he poured him a glass and made a gesture to invite him.

"I came all the way here, not just to drink with you~!"