The spy career of a surgeon

Chapter 72 Ballroom
Downstairs corner.

Zhou Qinghe went up for a walk and was back in the car.

From this angle, you can see through the glass that the lights are on in Liang Daping's room on the second floor.

The incident happened at five o'clock in the afternoon. The room lights were on at this time, and the person most likely did not run away.

Zhou Qinghe was waiting for the lights to go out to make final confirmations.

This person cannot be arrested or interrogated. He cannot be included in the deal the Red Party wants to make with Boss Dai.

It is best to obtain the other party's action plan, which will facilitate the arrangement of the following matters.

However, without contacting the other party, knowing the contents of the other party's plan should not shock the other party.

It seems impossible to do.

At 27:[-], the lights upstairs went out.

The people are still there, which is good.

If it doesn't go out, Zhou Qinghe will have to go see if the person has escaped.

Zhou Qinghe did not move in the car. There are two types of lights out, one is sleeping and the other is going out.

He looked at the entrance and exit of the apartment building. There was only one opening in this building. If someone came out, it would only be on the second floor, and they would be there very quickly.

Two minutes later, a figure appeared at the door of the building illuminated by the streetlight.

Wearing a suit, his expression was a bit unruly and indignant. He also held a red wine bottle in his hand. He took a couple of sips and seemed to have lost it. He threw it on the road with a loud bang and staggered a little.

He put out his hand to stop the rickshaw.

Liang Daping, yes, Zhou Qinghe's eyes are very good. It seems that Liang Daping has some stories. This expression should not be that of a spy whose superiors have been dead for several hours.

Watching Liang Daping get on a rickshaw and the rickshaw was pulled out, Zhou Qinghe was going back after preparing him to sleep, so he could only follow him slowly to take a look.

He Xiaofeng was not good at tracking, but Liang Daping was better at it.

When driving a car or a van, you should pay attention to control the distance. Stop for a while and calculate the distance in your mind. There is a risk of losing track, but the advantage is that it is not easy to be discovered.

It's just that Liang Daping didn't seem to be planning any anti-tracking measures. He didn't make any unnecessary moves, allowing Zhou Qinghe to follow him to a dance hall smoothly.

Liang Daping stumbled out of the car, forgetting to pay for the rickshaw, and even had a few words with the rickshaw driver. Then Liang Daping dropped a dollar and cursed a few words, and that was the end of it.

"Xindu Ballroom."

Zhou Qinghe glanced at the shiny signboard. He had read the records in the archives about this dance hall. It was the second largest dance hall in Nanjing and had a large background.

Nowadays, when late at night, the dance hall becomes more lively. It is the time when people are drinking happily, and there are many people coming in and out of the door of the dance hall.

Zhou Qinghe parked the car, waited for a minute and walked in.

As soon as you enter, there is melodious music, there are dancers singing on the stage, and in the booths under the lights, young and middle-aged men in straight suits are drinking and talking.

Zhou Qinghe saw Liang Daping at a glance.

It was so conspicuous that this guy was actually tugging at a bar maid next to someone else's booth, grabbing her arm and saying something, while the maid flailed her arms and struggled, looking very helpless.

Soon, a man who looked like a manager arrived. He said a few words with a smile, but found that it had no effect, and then the thugs came forward.

The two thugs pinched Liang Daping one by one and planned to throw him out.

Liang Daping casually punched Huo, causing a thug's nose to bleed.

This stirred up a hornet's nest, and the civil fight turned into a physical fight. Four thugs came together. Liang Daping slipped and was quickly subdued, and then he was dragged towards the door.

"interesting."

Zhou Qinghe didn't mean Liang Daping, but the maid.

The maid is very beautiful, with a delicate beauty.

Liang Daping looked for this maid as soon as he arrived. Others thought Liang Daping was just lustful, but Zhou Qinghe knew that Liang Daping was Japanese and would not think so simply.

What's interesting is that when Liang Daping hit back at the security guard, the maid's expression showed an obvious frown, and her fists subconsciously clenched for a moment, and then quickly returned to her innocent and helpless expression.

Zhou Qinghe's target is Liang Daping, so put this maid aside for the time being.

The dance hall is busy, so why dance?

Seeing Liang Daping being dragged out of the door, Zhou Qinghe followed the crowd watching the excitement out.

The crowd laughed and laughed as they watched Liang Daping being thrown to the door, and then the thugs gave him a heavy beating. Liang Daping's nose and face were bruised and swollen after the beating, and he held his head with his hands to subconsciously resist.

This is okay, after all, there are many soldiers in Nanjing.

In the end, Liang Daping was thrown across the road. Even if he was placed at the door, he would not be an eyesore.

Liang Daping was in pain. He lay on the ground for a long time and couldn't get up. He struggled and vomited in his mouth. While vomiting, he fell asleep without any movement.

The crowd watching the excitement returned to the dance hall, and Zhou Qinghe also followed in.

Liang Daping was drunk and acting crazy. Although he didn't know the reason, since it had happened, if this maid was in the same group as Liang Daping and knew Liang Daping, she should have done something.

After all, letting an agent lie down like this on the street might not cause any trouble.

And also a drunk agent.

Zhou Qinghe glanced around the hall, but didn't see the maid. He looked carefully, but she still wasn't there.

After thinking about it, I walked out of the door and stood in the shadow of the house on the opposite street.

The person was gone, and so was staring at Liang Daping. He was curious about what would happen next.

This is a Y-shaped three-way intersection. The view here is the best. You can see the dance hall and the two streets leading out.

One hour.

Two hours.

Traffic and people passed by, and the lights of the houses were turned off one by one.

There were fewer and fewer people entering the dance hall, and more and more people came out. It was almost two o'clock in the night, and the hustle and bustle tonight was almost over.

Zhou Qinghe waited patiently for the change. It only took two hours. For him, it was only the time of an operation. He was already used to standing.

Another half hour, the time is close to 02:30.

The show finally ended, and the dancers came out to go home one after another. The rickshaw driver carried the ladies away one after another. There were fewer and fewer people. As for Liang Daping, who slept like a dead pig, no one even glanced at it.

Including the maid who pulled.

Zhou Qinghe watched the maid get on the rickshaw, joked with her colleagues and left.

Soon the lights on the outer wall of the dance hall were turned off, and the whole street fell into darkness. Only through the moonlight scattered on the ground could one see a puddle of mud lying on the street.

Three o'clock, go and come back.

Zhou Qinghe leaned on the stairs in the corridor and watched silently as a slender figure helped Liang Daping up.Liang Daping had the sleep now, and he was obviously a little drunk. When he saw the person who helped him up, he was a little confused at first, but then he was surprised. His voice was particularly clear at midnight.

"Miraiko, why are you here?"

His answer was a slap in the face.

Bang, the woman slapped her face decisively and said angrily in a low voice: "Have you forgotten where you are? Don't call me by my Japanese name!"

Liang Daping suddenly glanced at the scene, his expression immediately changed, and then he stood up and patted the dirt on his body.

"Yes, yes, ah, I drank too much, did I say any nonsense?"

Miraiko snorted coldly: "If you said any nonsense, do you think you can still see me? We all have to die. Let's go. Don't talk about it here."

Miraiko looked around and spotted the building where Zhou Qinghe was hiding: "Let's go."

Damn, the choices of agents are all the same.
Zhou Qinghe glanced at the darkness upstairs, then walked upstairs silently, holding his feet.

The two of them quickly entered the darkness of the first-floor stairs, but they seemed to be afraid that someone would pass by and see them. Not satisfied, they walked up again.

Zhou Qinghe took a deep breath and continued to move up carefully.

The second floor, the third floor, and up to the rooftop.

"How did you know I was here?" the woman called Miriko asked with her arms crossed.

Liang Daping smiled: "I am now working as an assistant manager in a rickshaw company. I saw you here with the manager last time, but I didn't dare to say hello.

Miraiko, goodbye from Kyoto. We haven’t seen each other for a long time. I thought you were still in China, but I didn’t expect you to come to China. How long have you been here? "

"Why did you come to me?" Miraiko asked without answering.

"I" Liang Daping pursed his lips, sighed and said sadly, "I have some sad news to tell you, Qingtian... the jade is broken."

"What did you say?"

Miraiko was obviously shocked, her voice rose an octave, and she spoke in Japanese: "Impossible! How could he die!"

"You should have heard about what happened at the gate of the Executive Yuan."

"You said it was Qingtian who broke the jade?"

Miriko's expression showed a hint of panic, and her voice trembled.

Liang Daping nodded.

Miriko fell into silence, then she let out a slight whimper, and actually started crying.

Liang Daping took the opportunity to lend a shoulder to Mei Laizi, patted her on the back and said:

"I know that you and Qingtian were in love when they were in school, so when I got the news, I came to tell you that I drank too much, Qingtian's jade was broken, and I felt very uncomfortable."

These words had an effect. Miriko, who had only leaned a little closer, was now hugged in his arms.

Under the moonlight, a joyful smile flashed across Liang Daping's face, and he immediately said:

"From now on, let me take care of you. You know, I have always liked you and I haven't changed after so many years."

Behind the electrical box, Zhou Qinghe began to roll his eyes and silently commented in two words, idiot.

Sure enough, Miriko reacted violently and immediately struggled and questioned:

"Where were you when something happened to Qingtian? He was a major and you were a captain. How come something happened to him but you were fine?"

"I don't know. He didn't tell us anything. I've confirmed that he was the only one in our group who had an accident."

"How could that happen?" Miriko murmured in disbelief.

It doesn't make sense that something happened to the superior, but the subordinates are safe and sound, especially since this person is such an outstanding Qingtian.

"This is a fact."

Liang Daping shook his head: "The fact that I can stand here is the best proof.

And I am certain that it must be Qingtian's own problem, because not to mention other people, even I don't know where Qingtian is, and it is impossible for the Secret Service to find Qingtian from us. "

Miraiko calmed down for a while and said coldly: "I understand, you can go and don't come to me in the future. We are not on the same line and cannot contact each other in private. This will cause big problems. The base camp will never allow."

"Miraiko, I came to see you, don't you still understand my heart?"

"I don't understand, and I don't want to understand. It's impossible for you and me."

The cold expression instantly angered Liang Daping, and he roared: "Qingtian is already dead. How can I be inferior to him? I will be the only one who can help you in Nanjing from now on."

"It's impossible for us. You will never be allowed to come to me in the future. If there is a next time, I will tell the base camp." After saying this, Miraiko turned around and left without mercy.

Zhou Qinghe thought it was over.

However, Liang Daping was silent for a moment, then suddenly rushed to hug Mei Laizi, intending to force her.

!

The incident happened suddenly, someone was in a hurry, Miriko's top was torn off in half, her shoulders were half exposed, and the white bra underneath was exposed.

Mei Laizi reacted quickly, raised her right knee, and stepped hard on Liang Daping's foot.

The backhand was a left elbow, and the sharp attack hit Liang Daping on the face. Liang Daping took a few steps back in pain and was instantly freed.

It really can't last more than three seconds.

Miraiko's face was full of anger, and she still held a fighting posture in her hand. However, she looked at Liang Daping coldly for a while, without saying a word, shook her shoulders, shook her clothes on her shoulders, turned around and left quickly.

Apparently not prepared for any more pulling.

Liang Daping did not pursue him again this time. He just rubbed his cheeks and snorted: "Why are you pretending to be loyal when you are here with a Chinese man?"

After saying that, he quickly went downstairs.

After a while, Zhou Qinghe's figure came out from behind the electrical box. He moved to the rooftop and glanced down, watching Liang Daping walk away, and then walked downstairs.

During tonight's follow-up, we didn't get any intelligence, and we didn't see the live sex palace, but we did see a drama of jealousy.

What is this called?
This Meiraiko is not on the same line as them, so you can let it go first.

If you can't get Liang Daping's assassination plan, don't take it by force. Time is precious and the nights are long and the dreams are many.

Zhou Qinghe thought about the outcome of the whole incident in the car, and everyone familiar with the details went through it in his mind.

This matter mainly takes advantage of the information gap. There are some things that Gu Zhiyan can know, but Boss Dai cannot know, and this degree must be controlled.

Think about it again and again.

It's almost time for this first-time director to start singing.

As for whether the result is satisfactory, it depends on whether Lao Wang's life is tough or not.

(End of this chapter)