Lin Chuang looked at his watch, it was already half past eight.
His heart gradually relaxed.
If there is no news at this time, it is good news.
"It's getting late, you've been tired for the whole day, why don't you go back and rest?" Zhang Jinlu approached Lin Chuang and whispered.
Perhaps because of drinking, her face was slightly red, her eyes were as charming as silk, and the affection in her eyes was like a hook, which aroused Lin Chuang's lust.
However, Lin Chuang was very sober.
As long as Zhang Jinlu does not leave No. 67, he will have nothing to do with her anymore.
He's not afraid of anything else. He's just afraid that someone will use this matter to "settle accounts" for him in the future.
Who can say for sure what will happen in the future? It’s better not to get into trouble.
I originally wanted not to go back with her, but after thinking about it, I realized that my current identity is not an underground party, not a Kuomintang, or an intelligence agent, but a businessman. To do certain things, I must conform to this identity.
"Okay, I am indeed tired. Sister, Brother Bao, you should go to bed early. We are going back." Lin Chuang changed his mind, stood up obediently, and said goodbye to Wu Sibao and She Aizhen.
"Let A'lu go back first. You can sit down for a while and I'll discuss something with you." She Aizhen said.
Hearing this, Zhang Jinlu rolled his eyes at She Aizhen and thought to himself: "You are Monkey Sun, you protect me so closely!"
"No, sister, we'll talk about it later. I'm tired and want to go back early to rest," Lin Chuang said.
"Okay." She Aizhen saw that Lin Chuang's expression was indeed not good, so she reluctantly agreed.
Wu Sibao sent Lin Chuang out, and She Aizhen pulled Zhang Jinlu and said quietly: "Little goblin, don't mess around. Xiao Ming is really tired."
"Azhen, don't you know how to relieve your fatigue by doing that?" Zhang Jinlu raised his eyebrows and said deliberately to annoy She Aizhen.
"Okay, if you don't obey me, be careful that I don't let Xiao Ming take care of you." She Aizhen said.
"Okay, okay, I listen to you. Who said you are his god-sister, right?" Zhang Jinlu put his arm around She Aizhen's shoulders and said.
"Who believes you? Just take it easy." She Aizhen said with a pout.
…
Back at the guest house, Zhang Jinlu followed Lin Chuang upstairs directly.
Yi Lianhua heard the commotion and hurried out to greet him.
"Secretary Yi, please rest." Zhang Jinlu said to Yi Lianhua.
"Yes." Yi Lianhua responded, obediently returned to her room and closed the door.
Lin Chuang and Zhang Jinlu entered the room. Zhang Jinlu closed the door, turned around and threw himself into Lin Chuang's arms: "Good man, love me!"
Lin Chuang originally wanted to have a good talk with her and ask her to turn off the flames, but he didn't expect this woman to be so direct and enthusiastic. She would go straight to the subject without any foreplay.
Zhang Jinlu is slightly chubby, very round and very sexy.
Having such a hot body in his arms made Lin Chuang's blood boil and he almost lost his mind.
However, the fear of the future still kept him somewhat clear-headed.
He hugged Zhang Jinlu's body tightly to prevent her from moving.
"Ah Lu, listen to me, we can't go on like this anymore." Lin Chuang said with heavy breaths.
"No, don't listen. If you love me, please love me." There was a fire burning in Zhang Jinlu's body. How could he listen to Lin Chuang's words?
Struggling and squirming, he wanted to push Lin Chuang down on the bed.
Helpless, Lin Chuang carried her into the bathroom, stretched out one hand to wet the towel, and despite her resistance, wiped her face and neck forcefully.
The coldness of the water slowly extinguished the fire in Zhang Jinlu's heart.
She calmed down, put her arms around Lin Chuang's waist, put her head in Lin Chuang's arms and stopped moving.
She knew very well what Lin Chuang was thinking. He just wanted her to leave the Secret Service.
And she is not willing to be small, and she is not willing to share a man with other women.
She wanted to maintain a lover's relationship with this man, without talking about marriage or possession.
But Lin Chuang refused to settle down.
"You are such a strange person. I am willing to send myself to your bed without asking for your money or making things difficult for you. Where can I find such a good thing? Which rich person is like you?" Zhang Jinlu whispered.
"Ah Lu, you are wrong. First, I am a responsible person, not a casual person. I have my own principles for dealing with others; second, I will do this only because I have you in my heart. If you
It doesn’t matter in my heart, would I still do it?” Lin Chuang said.
"Well, I understand, I didn't like the wrong person." Zhang Jinlu said.
"Ah Lu, why don't you think about my suggestion again? Don't do it. Not only is it dangerous, but it is also easy to be hated by others. This world is dominated by men. If women want to get ahead, they have to pay much more than men, so
, your path is destined to not be smooth. If you can resign, I will make arrangements for you." Lin Chuang said.
"You want me to be your underground lover hiding in the golden house? Looking at the door all day long hoping for your favor? Lin Ming, this is not my character. Seriously, don't force me." Zhang Jinlu replied.
"Oh, what an injustice. Character determines destiny. It's true. I won't force you, so don't force me, okay?" Lin Chuang said.
"Okay, maybe one day I will figure it out." Zhang Jinlu had completely given up the idea of eating "Tang Monk Meat" at this time, and said as he broke out of Lin Chuang's arms.
"Everything in the world is unpredictable, I believe you will figure it out." Lin Chuang said.
"Okay, I'm leaving." Zhang Jinlu opened the door and walked out of Lin Chuang's room.
As soon as she left, Lin Chuang knocked on Yi Lianhua's door.
Yi Lianhua opened the door and followed Lin Chuang into his room.
"Is there any news?" Lin Chuang closed the door and asked.
"No. It seems that the operation is going smoothly." Yi Lianhua said.
"Well, come on, let me defeat the fire!"
Lin Chuang, who had been serious just now, sitting calmly in his arms and "worse than an animal", now turned into an "animal", hurriedly picked up Yi Lianhua and threw her on the bed.
…
At the same time, "underground workers" Zhao Junjiang and Wang Zhenghua went up to the prison kitchen, bent down and looked at the dead night outside, and discussed softly.
"It looks like they are all poisoned. Do you want to take action?" Wang Zhenghua asked Zhao Junjiang.
Zhao Junjiang looked at his watch, it was only half past nine.
"No, wait a moment." Zhao Junjiang said.
"Still waiting?" Wang Zhenghua said.
"First, it's still early, and there are still pedestrians outside; second, everyone's physical fitness is different. Some people may be more poisoned, while others may be less poisoned. If there is a fish that slips through the net, they may scream out.
; Third, if no one answers the call from the Yingzuo Agency or the Secret Service at this time, the operation will also be exposed.
Do you know why we didn't cut the phone line beforehand? I was just afraid of this.
Our principle for this operation is that we would rather give up this operation than take risks," Zhao Junjiang said.
When Wang Zhenghua heard this, he thought it made sense.
He admired Zhao Junjiang's carefulness.
So, following his train of thought, he added: "Yes, you're right. I think we shouldn't just wait around here. Let's send people to look around first. We also go to their office and listen outside the interrogation room to see if there is a phone call.