Lin Gao Qiming

Chapter 1582 Fish out the big fish
In the black-and-white photo, the faces of a man and two women are clearly shown. Zuo Yamei even made a scissors hand gesture, her smile can be called "charming".Liu Fuqing didn't like this kind of "tune" that the elders liked, but that's not the point. Surveillance on Zuo Yamei was originally casting a net all over the sky, and she didn't expect to catch anything. I didn't expect that there were fish in this net!

Now let's see how big the fish is.Liu Fuqing stared at the native man in the middle: it looks like he should be the young master of a rich family.Although the black-and-white photos do not show the look of his clothes, but from the general texture, pattern, and the fan in his hand, we can be sure that he has not been here for a long time-these are the latest "Su style".

The so-called "Su-like" is the Suzhou style.It was synonymous with popular styles at the time. In the 17th century, there were two fashion centers in Ming Dynasty: one was Beijing and the other was Suzhou.Therefore, the Foreign Intelligence Agency will report the latest fashion trends in the two places to Lingao in the form of pictures, texts and real objects every six months.

Collecting this information is not a requirement of the commercial sector. Although this information is quite helpful for them to study how to develop new products, the main purpose is to provide convincing cover for the foreign intelligence agents of the Foreign Intelligence Service, and the second is The Political Security Bureau is used to determine the source of suspicious personnel and the approximate time period of arrival.

Judging by the appearance of this young man, he should be a new arrival not long ago.If it is a local rich young master in Lingao, even if the clothing is not changed to "Song style" and keeps the Ming Dynasty attire, he will not wear such "Su-style" clothes.

Liu Fuqing was considering whether to inquire about the young man's information, when his assistant knocked on the door and came in: "First-level commander, Director Wu is looking for you."

Liu Fuqing hurriedly tidied up his clothes. Could Director Wu want to ask about the progress of the parasol project?Thinking of this, he couldn't help but secretly nervous: so far, there is only one photo that is useful to talk about the progress.

Although Chief Wu said "no time limit", the leadership's patience is limited.

Wu Mu didn't talk nonsense, and directly handed him a file bag, and said: "Here is a new material, you can take it back and study it."

"Yes, regional command." Liu Fuqing secretly wondered, what new material?

"The new clue has something to do with the cultural festival." Wu Mu looked out the window, "Generally speaking, there is nothing luscious about it. But there are a lot of elders in the cultural festival, so you have to check carefully to avoid mistakes."

"Understood, chief." Liu Fuqing's heart skipped a beat: Another clue about the cultural festival!Could it be that suspicious rich man?
He returned to the office and immediately opened the file bag.The materials confirmed his guess, but there were more clues: the rich young master who came to the gymnasium with Lian Nishang and Zuo Yamei had martial arts!

A young man from a rich family, but he has martial arts skills, and has intimate contacts with women from the police department of the Senate - in Liu Fuqing's view, this is simply "hooking up".The matter itself is already very suspicious.

He immediately called his assistant and handed him the photo: "Immediately find out the identity of this person, I want all his information and recent activities! After the whereabouts are found, 24-hour surveillance!"

"Yes, first-level commander."

"There's also this Lian Nishang, you go and inform Section 24 of General Affairs that we will monitor her [-] hours a day."

After Liu Fuqing gave the order, he asked the secretary, "Is there any new news from Ke Yun?" Ke Yun was in charge of directly monitoring Li Yongxun himself.The answer is: "There is no new situation for the time being."

Liu Fuqing originally thought that it would take 24 hours for new news to come. It would take a lot of time to check a person's identity: go to the archives department to check, visit the customs, the police station... Unexpectedly, the assistant came back in less than an hour up.Holding a thick file bag in his hand.

"What?" Liu Fuqing was taken aback, "This person has a case?"

The assistant put the file bag on his desk: "This man's name is Zhuo Yifan, and investigator Yang Cao is working on his case."

Bairen City, the dormitory area for veterans.

The sun was sinking gradually, and the clock pointed to seven o'clock.

The prefab housing complex built shortly after D-Day is now almost unoccupied.Most of the dormitories have been demolished and materials diverted.There are only a few dormitory rooms where the elders still live, and they look lonely.

Because this place is still under the jurisdiction of the general office, there are still gates and road lighting as usual, and the yard is also cleaned regularly. Although it looks a little deserted, it is not barren and dilapidated.

Okamoto and Nangong Hao strolled in this forgotten dormitory area, recalling the eventful years of those years, they couldn't help feeling a little bit emotional.

"I think this place is a bit gloomy." Nangong Hao looked around, "It used to be such a lively place..."

"Yeah, you see, this was originally the dormitory area for female veterans," Okamoto pointed to an empty foundation, "The weather is hot and the windows are not closed, and a few big ponies are dangling in bras and shorts, which are still T-shaped." Pants...really exciting..." He said, immersed in good memories.

Nangong Hao didn't pick up his words, he only remembered the days when the road was being built, and when he returned to the dormitory, he was too tired to even talk, and he had to muster up his courage to take a shower.

Okamoto stopped in his tracks: "Here it is. There is no one living in this dormitory. He is the only one who is still there. The reason is that he is not afraid of oversleeping near work... But I think he really just likes to be alone."

Okamoto told Nan Gonghao beside him about the experience of inviting Dongfang Ke to dinner before the formation of the art troupe, and now the two are standing outside the Dongfang dormitory.

Earlier this day, the rehearsal of the folk music ensemble "Good News from Lingao to Lizhai" was finally successful. The deputy director of Dongfang, uncharacteristically, said that he would invite his colleagues to dinner to celebrate the success. There were not many people there, so I decided to cook and entertain in my residence.

"Liu Shuixin said that she will be here late, it's a little difficult to rehearse at the plaid skirt, let's go up first." Nangong Hao said, he didn't socialize very often, and it was the first time he went to the elder's house for dinner.

The two pushed the door open, and happened to bump into two naturalized civilian workers in uniforms coming out of Dongfang's room door, and the leader immediately greeted them:

"Hi chiefs, you two came at a good time. The shop has just delivered the cognac ordered by Chief Dongfang! I wish you a pleasant meal!" After speaking, he bent his right arm and gave a very standard gentleman's salute before leaving .

"Oh, this Dongfang is very generous! I heard that this batch of brandy was shipped from Goa last month!" Okamoto, who had been tired for several days, showed an excited expression.The two walked into the slightly cramped old dormitory. The ancient piano had been moved to the rehearsal hall of the art troupe and replaced with a simple electronic organ. Therefore, a standard piano was finally stuffed in Dongfang Ke's living room. On the dining table, there are seasonal fruits and a small wooden wine barrel just delivered, but the owner of the house is nowhere to be seen.

"You guys are really good at timing! The lamb chops are still 5 minutes away!" Dongfang Ke's voice came from the kitchen next door.

Originally, there was no kitchen in the dormitory, but Dongfang Ke secretly occupied the next room and transformed it into a kitchen by himself.All kinds of kitchen utensils and utensils were slowly accumulated by him, either custom-made or purchased from trophies, and everything was available inside. Except that the stove was fired with briquettes, and the firepower was not enough, everything was perfect.

The two guests walked into the kitchen following the sound, and a wave of heat and fragrance rushed over their faces.

The oven exudes the aroma of barbecue mixed with the unique flavor of rosemary and other spices, and the borscht soup on the stove is also bubbling. Dongfang Ke, with his long hair tied behind his ear, shakes a cast iron wok with his left hand, and the right hand Take a small bottle and sprinkle something into the pot.

"Menu: Grilled lamb chops with rosemary, borscht, sautéed salmon, corn salad, because time is limited, the cake is too late to make, dessert is only cookies, you two go sit outside first, the wine has just arrived, The cup is in the cupboard next to the stereo, pour it yourself." Dongfang said without looking back.

"Do we have salmon here?" Nangong Hao asked suspiciously, "It wasn't last time that a veteran asked for the supply from the general office, and the general office said that it was a special product of the Atlantic Ocean..."

"Salmon is Atlantic salmon, of course not here. But there are Pacific salmon in Asia. This is what Lao Huang got from the Northeast, commonly known as salmon. The fish is not very valuable, but the ice cubes are valuable."

"I rely on it being so fragrant, were you a cook before time travel?" Okamoto was already drooling.

"It's just a picky eater..." Dongfang arranged the fish and side dishes on the plate, and began to stir the soup pot again.

"I knew I would come to your place every day after rehearsal to enjoy the autumn breeze! This is a western restaurant!" Nangong was also very excited. He has been eating the takeaway bento from Yuanlao Canteen in the rehearsal hall or studio for more than a week.

"You're thinking too much. You need to tell the canteen director in advance to save the lamb chops and so on. The fish needs to be marinated in advance. As for the imported brandy, I only discovered it by accident yesterday when I went to No. 82 to order clothes from Minister Hong. I usually come here I can only eat home-cooked food here, and the rehearsal was so busy before, I haven’t touched the kitchen for a long time.”

When Dongfang put the last plate on the table, he took out three European-made carved glasses from the cabinet, and the PHS fixed on the corner of the table in the living room rang.

"Huh? Well... so that's how it is, then you can be busy." Dongfang Ke put down the phone and looked at the two colleagues at the dining table, "You guys have to open up and eat, Liu Shuixin said that because the plaid skirt dance was composed of program personnel Temporary changes, the rehearsal has to be delayed for a while, and I didn't come to eat in order to save time, how pitiful..."

"Then we can start eating?" Okamoto seemed impatient.

"Well, let's start, For the senatus!" Dongfang raised his glass, said his toast with a smile, put down his glass and turned to turn on the speaker.

(End of this chapter)