Back to 80s: Hot wife goes crazy

Hare asked very seriously: "Then who has the final say?"

Tang Xueli's expression was also very serious, and she spoke with a solemn tone, "When reporter Yan's father rushed into the fire scene, he must have felt that it was worth doing."

Otherwise, it would be impossible to risk one's life to save others.

but--

The other person is dead, so there's no way to know that he didn't regret it.

In any case, Hare shouldn't assume that Reporter Yan's father made an unworthy sacrifice.

The hare fell into deep thought. He would probably have to think about this for a long time.

Tang Xueli turned and left.

Twenty minutes later, she arrived at the Palace of Culture.

Knocking on the window of the mail room, the next second the handsome face of a middle-aged man popped out.

He looks about forty-five years old, with a mustache, and the end of the beard is slightly raised, making him look very playful.

"Little comrade, who are you looking for?" The voice was very young, like a twenty-year-old boy.

"Are you Uncle He?" Tang Xueli asked.

The man was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "Eh? Are you looking for me?"

"Well, since the reporter has an injured leg and it's inconvenient to come here, I'll run for him." Tang Xueli explained the purpose of his visit.

The man said a long "Oh", "Come in, come in, I have news to tell you."

Tang Xueli sat on the bench in the mailroom, thinking to herself that this uncle's vigilance was far worse than that of a hare.

If the enemy sends someone here to find out the news, wouldn't it be accurate to find out?

It feels unreliable to trust strangers so easily and act as an informant for reporters!

"Come on, kid, have some tea. I just made it. It's very fragrant!" Uncle He is an overly enthusiastic person, with a smile that's like welded onto his face.

"No, you can drink it yourself. I'm not thirsty." Tang Xueli usually didn't eat and drink what others gave him casually outside.

"Young scholar is very careful! You two look alike. No wonder Xiaoyan is so jealous of you. I don't think he has ever been so interested in a girl."

Not only does Uncle He love to laugh, he is also a talkative person who can't stop talking once he starts talking.

"I saw you when your club held a party here before. I wanted to chat with you, but that brat refused to let you go. He said that if I talked too much, I would disturb you! Do you think I am making a noise?"

Tang Xueli laughed dryly, waved her hands and said, "No, no."

"That's right! I didn't hold a loudspeaker to shout, so how could I disturb anyone?"

Uncle He picked up the teapot and took a sip of tea. He looked at Tang Xueli and asked with a smile, "Did the brat fall off the wall again and hurt his leg?"

Tang Xueli: "...Has he been injured like this before?"

Uncle He clicked his tongue twice, "Really, as far as I know, it happened more than three times. It's a miracle that his legs can still walk now."

Tang Xueli: "..."

"Don't worry, he won't really become a cripple." After rambling for a long time, Uncle He finally got to the point, "I have come into contact with a lot of people here. I heard that they often go to the old warehouse next to the experimental primary school recently. While playing cards.”

"Did friends get together to play? Or was it organized by someone?" Tang Xueli asked.

"I went over last night to take a look. It's not just a casual game. It's organized. It's not just poker, but also other things. It looks like it's for gambling."

Uncle He said seriously: "There is also a back room over there. I am not a familiar face, so I can't get in. But according to my intuition, there must be big bets in there!"

This is a very big clue.

"I will tell reporter Yan this news." Tang Xueli warned: "Uncle He, be careful and don't let others see the problem."

"No, no." Uncle He waved his hand, "I'm smart!"

Tang Xueli left after getting the news. There were many people here and it would be bad for Uncle He to be seen if he stayed for a long time.

Uncle He reluctantly watched Tang Xueli leave. How difficult it is to wait for someone who can chat with you! Why are you here so soon and so anxious to leave?

He muttered and glanced at the watch on the table. Oops, time flies by so fast. Almost an hour has passed since we chatted. He thought he only chatted for ten minutes!

Tang Xueli changed into all black clothes when she went home, and also brought a thick black coat.

It's autumn and it's still quite cold at night.

She planned to squat all night tonight.

I took the camera I borrowed from Yan Jingshu and bought four hot buns and two apples on the way and put them in my pocket.

everything's ready.

When it got completely dark, Tang Xueli quietly climbed up the tree opposite the warehouse.

At this time, the leaves have not fallen yet and can provide some shelter.

She found a place with the best view and stared at the situation inside through the window.

The back room that Uncle He failed to enter also faced Tang Xueli, but the heavy blackout curtains were drawn over there, and only vague black shadows could be seen occasionally passing by, and even the figure could not be seen clearly.

At around eleven o'clock in the evening, the tables in the warehouse were full.

There were two people guarding the door, and there were two people standing guard at the intersection more than ten meters away.

In this way, if there is any abnormality, they can immediately notify the inside to clear the place and hide all gambling funds and gambling equipment.

Tang Xueli smelled a hint of Feng Biao.

Uncle He's intuition must be right. This is definitely not a place where friends gather to play cards, but an organized gambling den.

Money came and went on the table, and the amount was quite large at first glance.

Tang Xueli took a few photos as evidence.

She was some distance away from the warehouse, and the play in the house was quite loud, so the two gatekeepers couldn't hear the sound of the camera being taken.

At two o'clock in the morning, the top gamblers in the warehouse were still in high spirits and extremely excited.

The two guards at the door yawned nonstop and smoked one cigarette after another. By four o'clock in the morning, one of them fell asleep, and the other kept slapping his face to keep himself energetic.

Tang Xueli was actually very sleepy, but she couldn't leave now even if she wanted to, and her whereabouts would be easily exposed.

And she kept staring at the curtains in the back room, thinking that if someone accidentally opened the curtains and left a gap, she would seize the opportunity to take a picture.

Even if you can see one or two people, or the gambling equipment on the table, that's fine.

It was getting brighter and people were leaving one after another.

Most people's faces were pale and exhausted.

It’s easy to see the various emotions of who won the money, who lost the money, and who was still waiting for another fight.

The curtains in the back room shook slightly, but they did not come out from the front door.

There must be another way!

The guards and those on sentry duty at the intersection retreated, but Tang Xueli left in no hurry.

Suddenly she saw someone moving around in the back room.

The curtain swayed, revealing a corner of his clothes. Then the man turned around and rubbed the curtain askew. Tang Xueli quickly pressed the shutter.

There was a click, the sound was neither loud nor quiet.

The people in the room glanced in the direction of Tang Xueli, maybe unconsciously, or maybe they heard something unusual.

Tang Xueli was not sure whether the other party saw him hiding in the tree.

And she saw the other person's face clearly.