When Zhang Dong heard their conversation, he couldn't help but laugh: "Eat quickly, the food is almost cold. Wait until tomorrow to piss Lin Bingsheng to death."
"What? Does this Doctor Lin Bingsheng have a bad relationship with the Mu family?" Aunt Xiang couldn't help but want to interrupt.
"Lin Bingsheng is my eldest brother's friend. Since his eldest brother passed away, we have been in contact." Mu Fu was a little helpless, this guy was really curious about everything.
"So that's it. This kind of relationship really needs to be maintained." Aunt Xiang nodded: "I specially stewed chicken soup today. Madam, let's see if the one I made tastes better, or the one made outside."
"Okay, I'll give it a try." Mu Fu pursed her lips and smiled, then stopped talking.
Zhang Dong looked at the pot of chicken soup right in front of him and filled a few bowls of it on his own initiative.
Cai'er was very close to him and could smell the smell inside.
Is this Aunt Xiang looking for death? Is she so impatient?
"I'm sorry, this chicken soup has been simmered for too long and is a little burnt. Madam may not like it."
"Isn't it said that old hen stew makes the soup more fragrant?" Aunt Xiang said with a smile: "This is a recipe that took me a long time to make. I hope you can hold the baby again soon."
"Aunt Xiang, I've already said this, let it take its course." Liu Limao glanced at the thing Zhang Dong handed over, and looked at the soup bowl in front of Mu Fu that she didn't even look at. Is there anything in it?
What was added?
So, he put the soup in front of Aunt Xiang: "You are reluctant to drink it yourself, drink more."
When Aunt Xiang saw this, she didn't dare to speak anymore and could only bury her head in eating.
When Dongzi wanted to drink, Liu Limao glared at her and put down the bowl.
At the end of the meal, in the end, the bowl of chicken soup was left untouched.
It turned out that Aunt Xiang got the news and wanted her to take hold of Mu Fu, so she was thinking about adding something to the meal.
Who would have thought that Mu Fu would notice it.
When this man was doing his thing, he forgot that they were both doctors and knew how to use medicinal materials. How could they not know what opium cream tasted like?
"You are so vicious-hearted, did you quarrel with Section Chief Ikeda this morning because you deliberately said that I was your weakness?" Mu Fu took a smell of the tea Cai'er brewed.
"I didn't say anything like that..." Liu Limao didn't understand what it meant at first, but combined with the bowl of chicken soup, he suddenly figured it out.
"You mean, in that chicken soup..."
"The opium cream is colorless and odorless, but if you eat it too often, you will become addicted." Cai'er picked up the tea and said coldly.
"Today's meal is only in the chicken soup, right?" Zhang Dong was shocked, how could someone have such a vicious heart.
"Today's dish is only from that pot of chicken soup." Mu Fu smiled and said, "Why can't you help but be scared? Aren't you going to take action tomorrow?"
"Yes, we have made plans today. We will be in the box at the Paramount Cabaret tomorrow night." Zhang Dong calmed down and said, "I just need to practice this kind of thing a few more times."
"Are you two going to identify the smell of those poisons for us, so as not to fall into Aunt Xiang's trap?" Liu Limao said with a smile.
"No need, I've already noticed the pot of chicken soup today, and she won't use such clumsy tactics next time." Mu Fu leaned against Cai'er, thinking of letting her rub her shoulders.
Cai'er put down the tea cup and said while loosening her muscles and bones: "I heard that the body has not been found yet. Where are you hiding it?"
"Okay, how long has it been since this bad thing happened? Why are you still thinking about it? Could it be that you really can't forget it?" Zhang Dong saw her mention it again and couldn't help but want to stimulate her.
"Who can't forget it? Even if they can't forget it, they will forget it as time goes by. I had a dream recently, dreaming that that guy betrayed Brother Li. The news spread to Jiangcheng, and the person in the dream seemed to have jumped into the river, Miss.
I spent my whole life guarding my lonely grave."
As soon as these words came out, Liu Limao immediately became serious.
Lin Zuchang betrayed him in his previous life. How come she could dream about it in such detail?
Or is this a sign from God that after suffering in the upper body, there may be some good news in the second half of life?
He didn't dare to think about these things, he only thought about saving everyone's lives in this life.
"What you said in your dream is just a dream after all. Now, before he betrayed me, Zhang Dong killed him, which can be regarded as making up for the regret in your dream."
"What, I will die alone?" Mu Fu couldn't help but rolled his eyes: "So in your dream, you were thinking about me dying alone."
"Although it is a dream, this dream is too real." Cai'er was a little sentimental: "Don't think about how much I think about Lin Zuchang's death, but now, overall, the result is indeed good."
"Reality and dreams are opposite. I hope we can all live well." Liu Limao said with a smile: Is this really a coincidence? Or is this guy also traveling through time?
"Well, I hope reality and dreams are opposite. This dream has been bothering me for a long time recently." Cai'er nodded.
"Then why were you jealous that day..." Mu Fu asked doubtfully.
"It's because you dreamed that you jumped into the river, and you cried on the bank for a long time."
"I see, you are such a silly girl." Mu Fu hugged her: "We will all live well, and I hope you will too."
After a while, the two girls started crying in the study room.
Aunt Xiang, who was outside in the kitchen after clearing away the tableware, heard this scene and patted the door of the study room: "What happened? Amao, did you bully Madam?"
"It's nothing. They just miss their eldest brother and their adoptive father and mother." Liu Limao sat in his seat and retorted: "You have nothing to do, just go to bed early and don't come here to disturb me."
"Oh well."
Aunt Xiang thought of the evidence she obtained today and went directly to her room to take out a pen and paper and start writing.
After a while, she came out again and shouted: "Resting right after eating is really not a good choice. I want to go out for a walk now. Just leave the door for me later."
"Okay, I got it." Zhang Dong opened the door and answered her: "You go quickly, I will make tea for you sir."
"Do you want me to help? I keep the things for making tea on weekdays."
"No need, I know where to put these things." Zhang Dong said and pushed the person out: "If you come back late, just take a rickshaw. If you don't have money, go to Mu Mansion. I'll pay here."
"Okay, then I'm leaving."
When he saw Aunt Xiang getting on the rickshaw, he turned around and went back to the study.
"I'm afraid Aunt Xiang went to report the news again."
"Let's go report the news, is it possible that we can leak any secrets?" Liu Limao sneered: "But there is something I specifically wanted to say today. Mu Jingrong said that he had recently received news that there seemed to be a mole around him.
"
"Ah? It can't be about the safe..." Zhang Dongmian muttered, "What if we catch the person?"
"I asked Li Xie to arrange manpower. If there is any critical situation in the safe, we will be notified."
"It's not the key to the safe you just gave me..." Mu Fu was a little helpless: "What kind of new mission is this?"
"Comrades in other areas are short of funds. Brother Li said he could provide some support." Zhang Dong said with a smile.
"I see. Since you have arranged it, just leave this thing to me for safekeeping. Since we want to catch the mole, what if our enemy Tang Le personally sends people to keep an eye on it?"
"The boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge. I believe there will be a solution later." Liu Limao said with a confident look: "Since you haven't been exposed to some tasks, just keep it in mind."
"Okay, I don't worry about it." Mu Fu said, "I wonder if they have forgotten me. I clearly had a mission before."
"Because your task now is to be my wife and protect me." He comforted: "You worry about your students every day. Isn't your manuscript about to be finalized? It will be published in another month.
Now, if you take care of the distribution when the time comes, you will be even busier."
"I know..." Mu Fu made a face, took Cai'er and left.
The next night at the Paramount Cabaret, Wang Hongxin made an appointment with Zhang Dong for dinner.
"Why did you make an appointment here? Is your monthly salary enough to cover the expenses here?" Zhang Dong said and was about to take out some silver coins.
"No, I'm treating you today." Wang Hongxin clapped his hands and said, "Look at what you can eat, and then there's the gift I gave you."
The waiter came to take the order and heard the conversation between the two of them and couldn't help but glance at Zhang Dong.
Only then did Zhang Dong realize that there was something wrong with this sentence, and he hurriedly glared at the man opposite: "You should have given me a gift a long time ago. Today is my birthday, and you should treat me."
The waiter then looked like he was like this: "Sir, what do you want to order?"
"Two French steaks, two milk corn soups."
After the waiter took away the menu, Zhang Dong was speechless: "You can't afford the things here. I'll pay for it later."
"That's fine." Wang Hongxin said and handed him a box.
When Zhang Dong opened it, he found the pistol inside.
He hurriedly closed the box: "The original mission location is here, why didn't you tell me earlier so that I could make preparations in advance."
"I can't help it. He changed his address here temporarily." He still looked carefree: "Maybe there is a young lady here who recognizes your face."
"That's not true. I just feel that I need to prepare." Zhang Dong was so angry that he crossed his legs in a muffled voice and asked, "Where is Uncle Mao?"
"He finished the job at the back door because he was afraid that it would be your first time and you would not do things cleanly." Wang Hongxin looked at the time on his watch: "Let's check the watch. Five minutes later, gunshots from both sides rang out at the same time. There were ten rounds in the gun.
Bullets, if you can’t escape, remember to keep one for yourself.”
As he said that, he left the dining table and went up to the second floor.
Zhang Dong snorted coldly, remembering the results of his previous training with the Longhu Gang.
I have to kill a few of them, I'm not stupid enough to be caught.