Fake Mechanic

The summer night in Qingcheng, the star of the following stone, is exactly the autumn afternoon in Dongdijing, the star of Crimson Orange.

Two familiar figures reappeared by the Moon Lake, one old and one young came under the fixed old willow tree with neat fishing tackle, each skillfully loosened the fishing line on the winch, and arranged the hooks and baits Food.The old one took out a small silver jug ​​from his bosom before finishing the one at hand, and took a couple of sips, while the young one took out a large amount of fragrant wine and rice from the keg prepared earlier, which was soaked in advance last night. Good bait, sprinkle it on the lake.

As the aroma of the wine drifted away with the lake wind, the surface of the water seemed to have been hit by dense rain, with thousands of tiny ripples appearing, and the sound of salad salad was really pleasant.

"Yu Tiao, do you want to have a bite?"

Sitting under the old willow tree, with a grass-green fisherman hat covering his gray hair, Zou Yafu raised the small flagon in his hand and waved it at the boy.

After spreading the bait, the young man wiped his hands on a white towel hanging over his shoulder, and said with a smile, "It's not wine, you think I don't know, you always put cold water in it."

Zou Yafu said with a smile, "A dog has a good nose, but this time it's different."

He shook the silver flagon again.

Xue Yuyu wrinkled his nose, took a few short breaths, and his eyes lit up, "It's really wine, it seems... It's still a good Moutai, Director, you are willing to take out the famous special product of the empire, not to mention it, what a shame!" Rare."

"Drink the celebration wine with you..." Zou Yafu said.

"Tomorrow's worry comes tomorrow's worry." Xue Yuyu answered.

The old and the young looked at each other for two seconds, and they all laughed. It was obviously an irrelevant conversation, but both of them were resourceful and could be called the best of the two generations, so they naturally understood each other's implication.

Xue Yuyu knew what Zou Yafu meant by celebrating.

Recently, he has been tracking down the real mastermind of the Frostmourne incident. He feels that he is close to the person behind the scenes who leaked the jump coordinates of the Federation Expeditionary Fleet to the Empire in advance. It seems that he can pull this person out of the darkness with just one hand. That's why Zou Yafu put wine in the jug for the first time, instead of plain water as before.

And Zou Yafu also understood why this young man with a handsome half face but a somewhat unsuitable mouth came from the sorrow in those words.

A few days ago, he told Xue Yuyu about the fact that Fan Xiaoshan hadn't heard from Fan Xiaoshan for a while, and revealed that he wanted Xue Yuyu to stay in the Secret Service. With all four feet up in the sky, there is the phrase worry about tomorrow.

The joke is over, it's the topic.

The old and the young continued to exchange information, shaking their wrists from time to time to end the rod, and pulled out a lively fish from the Moon Lake, which was quite enjoyable.

According to Sausage, during this period of time, he benefited from the intelligence network of the Secret Service, and discovered a problem that almost no one noticed in a large amount of information data.

That is, someone is secretly guiding the investigation team run by the independent prosecutor, and sending the clues to the investigators without any hassle. The low-key big shot has more and more suspicions.

"Have you investigated the cause of the death of Major General He Linde of the Federal Star Field Security Agency (NSSA)?"

While baiting the hook, Zou Yafu asked Xue Yuyu without turning his head.

"Well, he killed!"

The sausage replied crisply, "But according to what you said, I didn't make the result public. Now, no more than four people in the entire Federation know about it, including you and me."

Zou Yafu nodded in satisfaction, and said with a long breath, "President Hobbett let the independent investigation team stand in front of you, and you happened to be investigating secretly. The two lines go hand in hand, which is better than blindly groping with one hand. Now that He Linde is sure that he is Homicide, but it was carefully arranged as a scene of committing suicide in fear of crime, it seems that someone really wants to mislead the final conclusion of Frostmourne."

Sausage had a fishhook in his mouth, and he was dexterously tying a fisherman's knot with both hands, planning to hang a few more hooks under the buoy. There was only one small fish swimming back and forth in the bucket beside him, and Zou Yafu pulled the rod three times. He succeeded three times, he had to step up.

Zou Yafu watched the sausage hang four more fishhooks in one breath, then pinched a large ball of bait to wrap the five hooks together, and threw it out nearly 20 meters away, and a small ball of water splashed far away. There was also a slight plop, and the old man couldn't help laughing.

"You can't chew too much, you throw so much food down, fishing or feeding the fish?"

Sausage said disapprovingly, "Old man, you are no longer an amateur. You have developed your own habit after fishing for a long time, and I always like to play cards unreasonably. This is an old-fashioned trick I found on the Internet. The fishing method in the earth age is called a bomb hook, hey, it’s fine if you don’t catch it, once you take the bait, it will be a big fish, and even two catties are considered light.”

Talking about the sausage, he stretched his neck and glanced at the bucket beside Zou Yafu, and said with a smile, "If we decide the winner by weight in the final round, you have to be careful that I come from behind."

Zou Yafu laughed loudly after hearing this, "Are you talking about fishing, kid, or yourself? But in the future, it is destined to be the world of you young people, and I won't deny that."

Sausage proudly inserted the fishing rod into the fixed sleeve, took out a small bell from his pocket and hung it on the fishing line, then let go of his hands, turned his body to Zou Yafu, put away his playfulness and said formally, "Dean, it's okay if you want me to continue working in the Secret Service. After all, I'm now much safer than Xiang Yu, a fat man. Although I don't have the luck to be your apprentice, I can't be called Fan like a fat man." Xiaoshan is a big brother, but I also regard Fan Xiaoshan as my big brother in my heart, after all, my friendship with Fatty is here."

Zou Yafu looked at the sausage with a half-smile, and said, "Yu Tiao, you have come around so much, do you need my help? To put it bluntly, where did you learn so many routines?"

Sausage laughed twice, "The dean is indeed the dean. In fact, you guessed wrong. I don't have something to ask you, I just have something to ask you."

"If you hang around me like this again, you won't bother to listen."

"All right, all right, let me tell you the truth." Sausage waved his hand, as if trying to drive away the tangled spider webs in front of him.

"I accidentally found something from the archives of the Secret Service. You have to know where the senior brother's authority is. I like to rummage around. As a result... I just want to know, the one Xiang Yu often said Old man, is it true that you are the emperor of the three dynasties of the empire, Guan Zhong?"